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Chapter 162 Left of the Throne (20)

Yuenong was already Huayuelou's top stealer, and even he was a little fanciful when he saw that appearance, but Yue Xiao didn't expect that Xingyue didn't react at all.

Is it really a crooked one?

Yue Xiao involuntarily moved his gaze and landed on an indescribable part, but the next second he received a cold gaze.

"This piece of music reminds me of King Xiao's piano skills back then. Even after so many years, it is still unforgettable."

As Xingyue said, she raised the wine glass in her hand again, and looked into the distance, as if she was really nostalgic.

The people present naturally couldn't understand the other meaning of this sentence, they only thought that the relationship between King Xiao and the Regent was good.

But Yue Xiao's expression froze, and he almost threw out the folding fan in his hand.

Outsiders don't know, but none of the princes and officials' children who were studying together at that time knew that the second prince, Yue Xiao, had incomplete pentatonic notes, and he didn't have any rhythm at all.

The tune that popped up can no longer be described as ugly, and anyone who hears it will not be able to help but want to give him a sap.

But it happened that Yue Xiao's mother was the queen at that time. Even if the people around her thought it was unpleasant, they still resisted the urge to vomit and praised her.

Only Yuexing at that time pointed out this fact without mercy.

Yue Xiao didn't believe in evil, and confidently played in front of the late emperor.

I heard that the first emperor's complexion was extremely bad at that time, and he was almost sent to the frontier directly. It was the empress who begged, and promised not to let Yue Xiao touch any musical instruments, so he saved him.

From then on, this became the biggest joke and stain in Yue Xiao's life.

Although others knew about it, no one dared to mention it, only Xingyue.
Yue Xiao's hand holding the folding fan gradually tightened, wishing he could kill Xingyue right now, but the next second, Xingyue looked straight over, curled his lips and said with a smile: "Why, King Xiao is still planning to Perform a song?"

Yue Xiao twitched his smile, "It's not necessary."

No one can stop him, he wants to kill this madman! !
Xingyue withdrew her gaze and straightened her loose sleeves, "That's right, this flower boat is floating on the river, and King Xiao's life is the most important thing."

Yue Xiao: "."

At the end of the song, the music of the flower boat stopped abruptly.

Yuenong withdrew her ten fingers that were lightly resting on the strings, with a smile on her face and a slight nod.

The eyes full of admiration for Shang Yuexiao just smiled lightly, and then his eyes fell on Xingyue's body.

It's a pity that the latter just lowered his head and sipped the wine in his hand, but Yue Nong knew that Xingyue never put down the wine glass in his hand.

Her heart is not here at all.

The regent of Dayong Dynasty was indeed extraordinary.

At this time, the flower boat had swam along the river in Kyoto for more than half of the distance, and Yue Xiao still remembered his purpose this time, and waved his hand to fight everyone out.

Yue Nong hugged her guqin and was the last one to leave.

Yue Xiao took the wine bottle on the table, pulled his sleeves and filled the wine glass in front of Xingyue, "The war in the south is tense this time, and it will probably take some time."

"Yeah." Xingyue responded lazily, without reaching for the wine glass in front of her.

The wine was full, spilling a little on the table, and there was still a faint aroma of wine floating in the air.

It won't be too strong, but it smells a bit intoxicating, and Xingyue's face is slightly pale and flushed.

Yue Xiao took his gaze away from Xingyue's face with some belated awareness, coughed twice in a little embarrassment, "I don't know how Brother Yue sees the war in the south this time?"

(End of this chapter)