194. Su Lingxiao's Method
Gu Qianxue, who had nowhere to go, finally followed Pan Xiaopeng, who was about to go to work, to Haolan Academy.
Seeing Gu Qianxue's distraught appearance, even shopkeeper Su was taken aback, and took Gu Qianxue directly to the High Heaven Pavilion without even having time to inform her.
Inside the room, green smoke was lingering, the brazier at the door was crackling, and the room was as warm as spring.
Su Lingxiao, who had just finished his morning exercise, took a bath and changed, and sat on a chair in a white thin silk gown. Across the table, Gu Qianxue was sitting on the opposite chair.
"What the hell happened?" Su Lingxiao looked serious, staring at Gu Qianxue with a pair of unfathomable eyes like a pool of water.
Gu Qianxue lowered her head, "Am I... very useless?" Na Na said.
Su Lingxiao frowned slightly, "If Ms. Gu is useless, I'm afraid there will be no useful people in this world." Realizing the seriousness of the problem, Su Lingxiao asked again, his voice soft and hypnotic. "Tell me, what happened these days, okay?"
Gu Qianxue raised her eyes and looked at Su Lingxiao, only to find that the man who used to be as skinny as a skeleton now had a little plump cheeks and more radiance in his eyes, so handsome.
Su Lingxiao's eyes are light gray, which are different from the eyes of ordinary people in Nanyue Country. They seem cold, but they seem to be full of wisdom, making people trustworthy.
"Yesterday, the queen held a banquet in the palace. Qiu Anran made things difficult for me again and wanted to dance with me. I don't know how to dance, but she insulted my mother. At this time, Princess Yong'an stepped forward and set up an agreement with Qiu Anran." In a game of gambling, two months later, on the emperor's fiftieth birthday, the two of us will perform a dance competition, the loser must kneel down and admit his mistake, but the problem is, I... can't dance at all."
The more Gu Qianxue talked, the more her head hurt, but she didn't know whether it was from worry or from not sleeping all night.
Su Lingxiao listened quietly, and then said, "For two months, ask the best dancer to teach her carefully and practice a dance diligently. With Miss Gu's intelligence, she will surely win the championship."
Gu Qianxue smiled bitterly, "Don't comfort me, don't I know what level I am?" As she spoke, she stretched out two slender hands, turned them over, and showed Su Lingxiao the palms of her hands.
"Last night, Concubine Qin personally played the piano and asked me to keep the beat, but I can't grasp the beat at all, and I can't even keep up with the rhythm. How can I dance?"
As she said that, Gu Qianxue's voice became smaller and smaller, but the corners of her eyes were red.
It's not that she cares about winning or losing, but that she doesn't want to hurt the eldest princess.
Su Lingxiao thought for a moment, then nodded, "Have you had breakfast yet?"
Gu Qianxue replied, "I've used it, I just ate Pan Xiaopeng's breakfast, but Pan Xiaopeng should still be hungry."
Suddenly, Su Lingxiao laughed, his voice was clear, and hearty laughter filled the room.
Gu Qianxue raised her eyes, "What are you laughing at?"
It was already bright, and the crystal inlaid windows at the top of the attic let in the sunlight. The light illuminated the room warmly, and the room was filled with the aroma of books and ink, as well as the medicinal tea that Su Lingxiao often drank, making it warm and pleasant.
"You are very cute today." Su Lingxiao said.
Gu Qianxue smiled wryly, "It's not cute, it's ridiculous, like a defeated soldier."
"No, today you are as cute as an ordinary woman," Su Lingxiao said, "Don't Miss Gu think that only those who are defeated in the trough are amiable?"
"Yes, people only show their weakness when they encounter setbacks in the trough, giving people a kind of amiable illusion." Gu Qianxue said, then raised her eyes and looked at Su Lingxiao who had recovered a lot, "It's like It’s okay for you to be seriously ill before, but now that you’ve recovered, it always gives people a sense of alienation.”
Su Lingxiao only looked at her quietly, "I don't want you and me to be alienated."
Gu Qianxue chuckled and nodded, "Understood, have you eaten breakfast yet?"
"Not yet." Su Lingxiao replied.
Gu Qianxue spread her hands, "I didn't eat enough in the morning, can I have another meal with you?"
"Hui Ran's care." Su Lingxiao smiled lightly.
Immediately afterwards, a servant came up with a sumptuous breakfast. After a while, the table was filled with delicacies.
Gu Qianxue grabbed two white and fat buns and said with a smile, "Can I borrow the buns to pay the debt? Pan Xiaopeng is probably still hungry."
Su Lingxiao nodded with a smile.
Shopkeeper Su smiled kindly, "Miss Gu, don't worry, the little one has already led Xiaopeng to the kitchen to eat. These are breakfast for you and the young master."
Maybe it was the hospitality, or maybe it was someone listening to her patiently with a smile, Gu Qianxue's mood gradually improved a lot, "Then thank you, Shopkeeper Su."
Immediately afterwards, Gu Qianxue ate heartily, and Su Lingxiao, led by Gu Qianxue, drank an extra bowl of porridge for the first time.
Shopkeeper Su was very happy to see that the young master ate more food, and secretly prayed in his heart that if Miss Gu could come more often, the young master would definitely be healthier.
After eating breakfast, the breakfast meal was removed, shopkeeper Su pressed a switch next to the door, and several dark windows were opened on the wall, and fresh air immediately flooded into the room, washing away the smell of the meal.
Shopkeeper Su brought the piano, placed it on the table, and then stepped aside respectfully.
Su Lingxiao stretched out his hand, only to see that the fingers were slender, well-defined, white and perfect as if carved from white jade.
Gently put your hands on the strings, fiddle with them a few times at will, and then there will be wonderful sounds.
Even Gu Qianxue, a complete music idiot, was surprised, "Young Master Su, your piano skills are amazing!"
Su Lingxiao raised his eyes, and his long black hair was casually draped over his thin shoulders, "Oh? You don't know the rhythm, how did you know how good my piano skills are?"
Gu Qianxue said, "You don't necessarily have to know the rhythm to hear it. Yesterday at the Queen's banquet, I heard many ladies playing the piano, but the sound was just produced mechanically, and it didn't have the aftertaste like yours or Concubine Qin's."
"Yu Yun?" The corners of Su Lingxiao's lips curled up slowly, "This word is well used."
Gu Qianxue snorted, "So what if we use words again? I can't even beat the beat."
"Try again." As he said, Su Lingxiao brushed his fingers over the strings, and then a melody with a strong sense of rhythm flowed from his fingers, "Try to hit the beat of the melody."
Gu Qianxue treated her seriously, nodded, and then clapped her hands very seriously.
Immediately, the room was filled with the sound of the piano and clapping hands. It was quiet and no one spoke until the end of the song.
At the end of the song, Su Lingxiao pressed his fingers on the strings to end its lingering sound, then raised his head, looking at Gu Qianxue with slightly surprised light gray eyes, but did not speak.
Gu Qianxue lowered her head, thinking, she is really ashamed everywhere.
Shopkeeper Su, who was standing beside him, frowned—I've seen people who don't know the rhythm, but I haven't seen anyone who can't even beat the most basic beats. It's true that no one is perfect! But the question is, how can a person who can't even master the beat dance? Not to mention dancing at the emperor's birthday banquet.
Su Lingxiao thought for a while, then turned his head to shopkeeper Su and said, "Bring a drum."
Gu Qianxue suddenly realized, and pointed her thumbs up—Mr. Ling Xiao has a way. Why didn't she think of it before, and just use drums
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