The next day, I don't know what Shen Ling was busy with. He should have taken care of funeral arrangements and dealt with national affairs. As the saying goes, a country cannot live without a king for a day, but it was hard for him.

Lan Qi'er came to Concubine Rong's bedroom alone. The garden was filled with green bamboos, and the light-colored flowers made people feel comfortable.

Walking towards the attic, you will see that the wooden attic is made with exquisite craftsmanship and unique craftsmanship. It is a small country attic that reflects the beauty of the Jiangnan water town and the royal style.

A soft sound of the piano came from the bamboo forest. Lan Qi'er frowned and listened carefully.

The melodious and melodious sound of the piano is sometimes deep, sometimes light, sometimes happy, and sometimes humming. All the thoughts, pain and sorrow inside are lodged in the sound of the piano, floating in the bamboo forest, lingering for a long time.

Lan Qi'er walked in and saw Concubine Rong Guifei in a blue hookah gauze playing the piano in the bamboo forest. Birds on the bamboos were flying through the forest. Rong Qian'er played the piano softly and looked at the birds with a gentle look in her eyes. envious.

Suddenly the sound of the piano stopped, and Rong Qian'er said coldly, "Young master shouldn't be here, please come back."

Lan Qi'er didn't seem to hear anything. He couldn't help but walked over. He saw that there was a piano beside her, which must have been prepared by someone.

Waving his sleeves lightly, he sat on it unceremoniously, crossed his legs, spread his fingers lightly, and then a melodious sound floated from the piano.

Rong Qian'er was stunned and looked at the man beside him in slight surprise. Not only his handsome appearance, but also his familiar temperament! More importantly, he was able to control this Feng Jiao Qin! Originally, he had touched this one. Qin's dissatisfaction disappeared, her brows relaxed, and she listened quietly.

The melodious sound of the piano is so beautiful! Not only Rong Qian'er was fascinated by it!

Even the birds in the bamboo forest couldn't help but stop when they heard the sound. They stood quietly among the bamboos and felt the beautiful music.

After the song was finished, Rong Qian'er said softly, "This Feng Jiao Qin is the beloved object of my good friend. Except for her, no one has appeared who can control it. Who are you?"

Lan Qi'er also noticed that the feeling given to her by this kiss was very familiar and cordial. She stroked her gently with an indifferent expression. She smiled softly, "It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that I'm here to help you."

Rong Qian'er chuckled, "You help me?"

"Um"

"Tell me the truth. I will be your business and his. Don't worry. As long as I take action, nothing can't be done. No matter how hard you dig up the donkey, I have a way to conquer it. People always have weaknesses." He The weakness is the thing or person he cares about most! If you find the weakness, everything will be easier!

Rong Qian'er looked shocked, "Who are you?!"

He said lightly "Lan Qi'er"

Rong Qian'er faintly muttered "Lan Qi'er, Lan Qi'er" with an expression that turned from surprise to joy, "You are from the Blue City!"

"How do you know!" He raised his eyebrows and his beautiful big eyes widened slightly.

Rong Qian'er chuckled with a gentle look in her eyes, "According to seniority, you should call me aunt."

When Lan Qi'er heard this, she almost choked on her saliva. Aunt——, this is another relative who came out of nowhere.

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