If I Don’t Die Soon, I’ll Really Become Invincible!

Liu Sanyuan looked at the green bamboo and white tender hands.

But he shrank back suddenly, shoved the rolled up words into his arms and hugged, and said with a wry smile.

"Miss Green Bamboo, is this inappropriate?"

The reason why he rushed home in such a hurry was because he was worried about encountering obstacles.

A poem written by Zhen Guo, the people who miss him are like crucian carp crossing the river.

That is to say, there are fewer people competing in Chunfenglou, and he may not be able to get it in other places.

Now that I got lucky, it is natural to "be safe in the pocket".

However, something went wrong.

Green Bamboo is not scary, what is scary is the person behind her.

"Master Liu, are you serious about taking a half step back?"

Green Bamboo said with a smile, there was no lack of narrowness in his eyes.

"Miss Green Bamboo, a gentleman does not take people's favor."

Liu Sanyuan tried to struggle.

"I'm just a girl, I'm not a gentleman."

Green Bamboo said.

"This letter was given to me by Brother Ye."

"Then you can also give it to others."

"Miss Green Bamboo, what do you want this word for? You are not a scholar?"

"Sir Liu, stop pretending, you know in your heart that it's not me who wants this word, but my lady."

...

Liu Sanyuan looked stiff.

This is what I'm afraid of.

Although he is the son of the prime minister, he is not as good as Xiao Qianqian in terms of status and background.

Others don't know the details of Xiao Qianqian, doesn't he know?

This woman is not only the head of the secret espionage department, but also in charge of countless spies.

The most important thing is that she and His Majesty have grown up together since childhood, with deep emotions, like sisters and brothers.

Even boldly thinking about it, His Majesty has not yet established his successor, perhaps that position was reserved for Xiao Qianqian.

In his opinion, it is not entirely a lie for him to tell Ye Ning that Xiao Qianqian is a big-shot woman.

Is there anyone in the capital who is bigger than the Son of Heaven?

"If Miss Xiao likes this word, I can lend it to him to appreciate it, but... I have to pay it back."

Liu Sanyuan is really hard to let go, he said eagerly.

"Let's make it clear, when my young lady has handed this poem, she will dedicate it to His Majesty, and the young master knows how much His Majesty cares about Lord Ye... How could His Majesty miss such a national-suppressing poem? Could it be Liu Liu? Young Master wants to grab something from His Majesty?"

Green bamboo has sharp teeth.

After some remarks, Liu Sanyuan was speechless.

"Never mind."

He smiled bitterly, and reluctantly took out the lyrics.

Give it to Green Bamboo.

Eyes full of nostalgia.

Alas, it's not hot yet.

Green Bamboo got something, but didn't check it, and disappeared in a flash.

It can be seen that she is also a practitioner who is not shallow in Taoism.

...

Green Bamboo quietly returned to the Spring Breeze Building, as if he had never left.

Follow the secret passage back to Xiao Qianqian's room, and stand obediently on one side of the room.

She saw the curtain that the young lady had lowered, and she covered her mouth and smiled.

Miss started again.

Every man who met her always had this experience.

Xiao Qianqian looked at the hazy figure across from the curtain and smiled lightly.

Putting both hands on the guqin, he started playing slowly.

"Play the piano?"

Ye Ning was a lover of ancient culture in his previous life. He was involved in calligraphy, poetry, and rhythm.

But the attainments are not high.

Seeing Xiao Qianqian playing the piano now, I feel a little curious.

This Otherworld's piano music may not have some charm.

He closed his eyes and listened carefully.

The sound of the violin rose, but it was incomparably pleasant.

Xiao Qianqian's piano skills are extremely high, and every note reveals extraordinary vitality.

In Ye Ning's feeling, he seemed to see a gurgling stream.

The stream water is made of thousands of notes, the water is not in a hurry, the water channel is also very gentle, and the water flows down and continues.

It's subtle.

But Ye Ning listened to it for a while, and it was always the same tone.

This is kind of boring.

The gurgling waters go away, revealing peace and tranquility, which could have calmed people down.

But it has always been like this, repeating a tune, the originally calm heart has become restless again.

To know this thing, music, its components are complex.

For playing the piano, the pitch is the minimum.

Superb skills and perfect performance are all plus points.

But these are not the most important, the most important thing is the sheet music.

It is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice, and no matter how good a player is, playing a mediocre tune will hardly give people an unforgettable feeling.

In all honesty, Xiao Qianqian's performance of the qin music is not rubbish, but to a certain extent, it is actually quite exquisite.

But the difference is that there is no change.

At first it was a small stream, and then it was the same stream all the time.

No twists and turns, no changes, is there any meaning?

There is no room for imagination.

In terms of mood, it is also inferior.

Unconsciously, Ye Ning frowned.

Although there is a curtain, whether it is Lvzhu or Xiao Qianqian, they are all practitioners.

They could naturally see Ye Ning's expression through the curtain.

Seeing him frown, Xiao Qianqian's piano sound stopped abruptly, and her brows furrowed.

It's just that she didn't speak.

On the contrary, Lvzhu puffed up his cheeks and asked.

"Young Master Ye, how do you evaluate my young lady's ability to play "Flowing Water"?"

Ye Ning replied without thinking.

"What are you playing?"

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