Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet

Shu Nuan was wearing a bright red cloak, and her collar hair was as white as snow. With her delicate opera makeup, she became more and more fair and charming.

She was sitting on a bluestone platform under a plum tree. Of course, those were some props on the stage, but they didn't affect her at all.

Her cloak was hanging down on the ground, with white petals falling from it, embellishing her cloak, bright red and pure white, so distinct and beautiful.

Shu Nuan sat on the stone platform and played the piano slightly with his head down.

It's different than usual.

It's not the same at all.

She usually wears her hair casually tied with a green silk belt, but now the bun is very delicate and beautiful. She is wearing a delicate and gorgeous drama crown, interspersed with pearl threads and inlaid with jewels. A curved and long furry tentacles swayed behind her as she played the piano.

There are a few rings of hair on both sides of the forehead, and the hair ring is also inlaid with bright red gemstones, and a thin lock of hair is combed out around the ear, half hooked like a crescent moon. There are also beautiful and light tassels hanging in front of the ears, blowing slightly in the wind.

Shunuan's eyebrows were originally very clear and meaningful. Now that she has put on makeup, her eyebrows are drawn more slender, and her clear and beautiful peach blossom eyes are enchantingly drawn by the peach blossom red. Pursed red lips.

Looking at it from Sheng Qianmo's angle, I can only see the profile of the person, which is different from the Shunuan I saw in the past, how to describe it, it seems to be a very pure and clean person, so pure, It was spotless, but at this time it was exaggerated to add a bit of beauty and enchantment.

It was an indescribable feeling that pureness and enchantment rubbed together.

Sheng Qianmo's eyes slowly fell from her delicate makeup to her fingers playing the piano.

The paulownia-colored piano, and her delicate white fingers that pluck the strings, even the small fingers are very beautiful.

It's like butterflies flying and dancing on the strings.

He knew how soft those little hands were in the palm of his hand.

But he never knew that these hands could play the piano.

Moreover, it sounds very nice.

Sheng Qianmo stood underneath, his eyes never leaving the people on the stage.

He watched her play with the people on the stage, watched her frown and smile, and listened to her soft voice uttering thin and curved opera sounds, soft and lingering, like a kitten scratching his. My heart is itchy.

What he was thinking at that time was that when he went back, he wanted her to sing only for himself.

I also want to sing such a soft and lingering song.

Sheng Qianmo didn't know how long he stood there, until the end of the song, Shu Nuan and the others thanked the curtain, there was warm applause from the audience, and after Shu Nuan walked off the stage, Sheng Qianmo came back to his senses come over.

When he walked back, Sheng Nanchen turned his head and glanced at him, took a sip of wine and said slowly: "Fourth brother, you missed a good show."

Cheng Zhiyu's eyes flickered slightly, and then he laughed loudly: "Brother Huang is joking, I think Fourth Brother must have seen it in private!" After saying that, Cheng Zhiyu deliberately threw at Cheng Qianmo in front of the emperor. A teasing look, "The little girl on the stage just now looks familiar, fourth brother?"

Hearing this, Sheng Nan raised his eyebrows and looked at Sheng Qianmo, "Fourth brother still knows people from this academy?"

Cheng Qianmo sat down with a faint smile, took a sip of wine, and said lightly, "She is from the palace of my younger brother."

Cheng Zhiyu hummed: "Brother, you don't know, the last time I went to the fourth brother's palace, I saw the little girl in the fourth brother's Sheng palace, the fourth brother was so stingy, he wouldn't let me talk to the little girl Say something more!"

Cheng Nanchen smiled, expressionless: "So that's how it is."