At the entrance of the garden, the sound of the piano and singing became more and more clear.
…
drink wine with heaven
So what if we never return to this battle
Who sees thousands of arrows firing together and sparks filling the sky and night like day
cross swords
And I shot like a dragon
The universe shakes, a howl breaks the sky
…
Gu Heng stopped in surprise.
Although the song sounds a bit sad, the lyrics are tragic and touching.
The singer in the imperial uncle's mansion actually has this talent
While he was wondering, he suddenly saw Gu Linchao who was also stopping and listening under the flower tree not far away.
He was standing under the flower tree with his hands behind his back, his brows were slightly moved, but his eyes were looking at one place.
He was stunned for a moment, followed his gaze, and then saw Wen Yunjun sitting behind the piano case playing the piano in the open space of the garden. The singing was sung from her mouth, and not far from the piano case , a woman in red is dancing a sword.
Gu Heng was startled, surprise and surprise flashed across his eyes.
The sword dancer was A Tuo Jiang Hua...
It may be due to her martial arts practice. Her figure is very flexible. With the sword in her hand, she feels like being danced with swords, lights and swords, which is in line with the intertwined swords and swords sung in the lyrics.
A flash of surprise flashed in Gu Heng's eyes, and for the first time, he was attracted by the barbarian woman he was talking about.
He didn't know that this barbarian woman had something extraordinary.
When Wen Ruyi saw that the people who played the piano and danced the sword were Wen Yunong and A Tuo Jianghua, she had a bad premonition in her heart. At this moment, she turned her head and saw that in Gu Heng's eyes, A touch of surprise.
It's just that I don't know if he is so amazing because of Wen Rongjun, or that barbarian woman
She clenched the veil tightly in her hand, feeling jealous and hated in her heart.
She didn't know that Wen Rongjun was a coquettish man, but she could also sing and play the piano, this kind of skill to seduce men...
She pursed her lips tightly, a strong jealousy welling up in her heart.
At this time, out of the corner of her eye, she saw Gu Linchao, who was standing under the flower tree, suddenly stepped up and walked towards Wen Yunong.
It seemed that he could only see Wen Rongjun in his eyes, but she and Gu Heng had been standing here for so long, yet he didn't even notice.
For a moment, she hated and was jealous.
At this time, the sound of the piano and singing stopped, and the garden was silent for a moment, and then, the woman's raised volume suddenly exploded in the garden, "Strengthen the mountain and the world is overwhelming. The time is not good, the time will never die. The time will not die." There is nothing to die! What to do if you are dying!"
Wen Ruyi was startled, and followed the voice, and saw that bitch Wen Rongyong, at some point, stepped on the stool with one foot, and she was the one who yelled just now.
She sneered, Wen Rongjun was really vulgar.
It doesn't matter if she can play the piano and sing, her true colors will be revealed immediately, and Gu Linchao will definitely be disgusted by her virtue.
However, just as this thought flashed through her, Gu Linchao suddenly took two quick steps and hugged the woman standing on the stool down by the waist.
"Yong, you can't stand so high." The man's voice reprimanded him lightly, but there was clearly a hint of connivance.
What Wen Ruyi couldn't believe was that that bitch Wen Rongyong took advantage of the situation and hugged Gu Linchao's neck, and kissed him shamelessly on the cheek.
Wen Ruyi's eyes widened. Out of the corner of her eyes, she saw Gu Heng staring blankly. She turned her head and saw a trace of envy clearly flashing in his eyes.
What is he envious of? Envious of Gu Linchao being kissed in broad daylight by that shameless slut Wen Rongyong
She clenched the veil tightly, feeling a little scared in her heart.
Afraid that Gu Heng would fall in love with Wen Rong.