Lu Liang's eyes widened slightly and he looked at him in surprise, "How can you play this piece of music?"
"I just came back and listened outside for a while." Long Yang tilted his head and looked at her with a joyful smile on his lips, "I didn't know that my Weiwei's singing could be so beautiful."
Lu Liangwei was sweetened by his "I'm slightly" words, but when he glanced at Long Xuan and Youyou beside him, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. He coughed lightly and pretended not to hear what he said, "You're right outside. After listening for a while, you can play it?"
Long Yang smiled lightly and said nothing, plucked the strings with his fingers and finished playing the heart of a painting.
Lu Liangwei admired, "Your Majesty is so awesome!"
Long Yang pressed the strings, a smile flashed in his deep eyes, and he glanced at Long Xuan.
Long Xuan had long wanted to escape. Seeing the emperor's uncle and the emperor's aunt flirting as if no one else was around, he couldn't stand it any longer.
He felt like goosebumps were coming out.
At this time, he received the intimidating look in the emperor's uncle's eyes and said pragmatically: "My nephew, please leave." When leaving, he did not forget to take Bei Tangyou away with him.
Without the interruption of outsiders, Long Yang pulled Lu Liangwei and asked her to sit on his lap, then held her hand and pressed it on the strings.
"Weiwei, play a song for me."
Lu Liangwei's fingers randomly moved the strings, making a series of harsh sounds. Then he turned his head and looked at him helplessly, "I would like to, but I can't play."
Long Yang paused, thinking of her playing the flute during the hunting in Liangshan last year, and then said: "Then you play the flute for me again."
"There is no flute here." Lu Liang spread his hands slightly.
Long Yang thought for a while, then held her hand and taught her how to play the piano.
But learning to play the piano is not something that can be learned in a short time. In addition, Lu Liangwei may not have any talent for playing the piano. Long Yang taught her for a while, but she still played messily.
"Forget it, I won't learn anymore. You should play it and I'll listen." Lu Liangwei put his hand on the strings and looked at his slender and clean knuckles with some fascination.
The emperor has a pair of very beautiful hands.
Moreover, these hands are very powerful, they can hold swords and guns, they can also splash ink, and they can even play the piano.
This is a pair of all-powerful hands.
Lu Liangwei couldn't help but hold his finger and rub it.
Seeing her actions, Long Yang smiled and asked, "Why are you so interested in my fingers?"
"Because the emperor's hands are very beautiful." Lu Liangwei did not hesitate to praise him.
Long Yang's breathing was slightly stagnant. Looking at the unconcealable joy in the woman's eyes, his heart was filled with a sense of satisfaction, but he deliberately raised his eyebrows to tease her, "Am I only good-looking?"
"Of course not, the emperor is also very handsome." Lu Liangwei quickly added, turning around and seeing his thin and sexy lips, she couldn't help but move forward to kiss him. When she pulled away, she saw the warmth at his Adam's apple. Traces, his face suddenly felt a little hot, and he quickly stood up and backed away.
Long Yang didn't want to expose her little thoughts. He placed his slender fingers on the strings and fiddled with them.
Lu Liangwei sat next to him and listened quietly.
This piece of music is also very familiar. The emperor played it to her in the small courtyard of the Imperial Capital last year. Later, when she was in Liangshan, Concubine De also played this piece of music.
Apart from this, she had not heard it anywhere else, so she thought the emperor composed it himself.
The emperor is truly versatile!
She tilted her chin and looked at him quietly with her beautiful eyes, her eyes filled with admiration for him.
After finishing the song, Long Yang saw Weiwei looking at him intently, with admiration for him in her twinkling eyes.
Being so admired by his wife, Long Yang felt that he would have no regrets in this life.
The corners of his lips curled up, he stood up and walked to her, lowered his head and kissed her forehead.
(End of chapter)