The system jumped to me

Huxinting

"Play it, play it~ I want to hear—"

Fangfeng Bei had a smile on his face and let Yingliu lie on his shoulder and act coquettishly.

"Is it okay? Fangfengbei~Xiangliu~husband—"

"Really want to hear it?"

Yingliu straightened up and looked at him happily.

"I want to listen to it. I want to listen to it. If you play it for me, once I like it and learn it myself, I will play it for you every day in the future. How about that?"

Fangfengbei looked hesitant and didn't respond for a long time. Yingliu was so anxious that she couldn't help but make more promises.

"As long as you satisfy me, I will satisfy you in the evening..."

Fang Fengbei is proud of himself.

"…twice!"

"Okay!" Ying Liu agreed immediately.

Fang Fengbei's eyes lit up "three times"

Yingliu's face immediately fell and her eyes narrowed.

Fang Fengbei said seriously, "I will listen to my wife!"

The two of them sat diagonally on a stone bench beside the pavilion. Fang Fengbei gathered his spiritual power and a long zither took shape. The body of the zither was polished from a whole piece of frozen jade, with a winding snake body carved on the side, and nine snake heads with rich expressions vying to lie on the head of the zither.

Yingliu had seen this zither before in the small treasury that Xiangliu handed in. She looked at the heads on the zither fighting each other with amusement, raised her hand and covered it, the cold touch reaching her heart. She moved her bare hand lightly, and her fingertips lightly scratched the strings. The discordant sound of the zither was melodious and crisp, attracting the spirit fish in the lake to jump in competition.

"It is indeed a good piano, full of spirituality"

Even my tone-deaf playing did not sound noisy or messy, and Yingliu liked it even more.

Knowing what his wife was thinking, Fang Fengbei leaned over and smiled. Taking Yingliu's unpreparedness, he pulled her into his arms and plucked the strings of the zither with his pretty hands that had no sense of rhythm at all.

Yingliu exclaimed softly, and her hands were forced to follow him, rubbing her fingers and the strings that she could not control over again and again.

The strings made from the bodies of deep-sea lost jellyfish jump back and forth, and the silver light fluctuates, which is very beautiful.

Thanks to Fang Fengbei's encouragement, Yingliu went from light strokes and shallow hooks in the beginning to vigorous attempts now.

Fortunately, the wandering jellyfish itself is extremely resilient, otherwise we would have to sacrifice another jellyfish.

After Fangfengbei's continuous explanation, Yingliu finally became familiar with and memorized the timbres of all the strings.

There are so many different ways to play the guitar with only seven strings! It's really hard to remember.

For her, if the tone of the piano itself was not heavenly music, it would be loud and unpleasant to play at her level.

"Remember? These are the most important."

Fang Fengbei was extremely patient and gave instructions in a soft voice.

Such a pleasant voice is good for anything, except that it cannot have knowledge repeated in one's ear for most of the hour. Ying Liu really feels like she is going crazy.

She nodded quickly and said, "I remember it, I swear, I really remember it very well." Spare me! I don't want to learn anymore!

Yingliu's voice sounded pitiful and helpless, and Fangfeng laughed.

"Then I'll forgive you this time."

"Okay, okay, it's our military advisor who is so magnanimous and generous..."

Ying Liu felt extremely regretful, but she had learned a lesson and would never boast again. She was just not cut out for it, so she should just let others learn and she would just pay and enjoy the show.

After Yingliu backed out, in order to prevent Fangfengbei from regretting it, she urged him to play a song and moved to the side proactively to show that she would not affect his performance.

Fangfeng Bei... no, it was Xiangliu, his expression gradually became serious, and the atmosphere became heavy.

With a swing of the wrist, an accent burst out, followed by a short, clear and crisp plucking.

A clear and melancholy singing voice sounded

"Oh yeah Roy..."

"Please gouge out my eyes..."

The sound of the piano suddenly became heavy, carrying with it a tragic and resolute mountain song, which made people feel inexplicably heartbroken.

"Let my blood splash on your clothes... like peach blossoms on a branch, as long as I can make you see me..."

The tone suddenly became light, carrying with it an unswerving plea and self-destruction.

"Oh, Roy... please dig out my heart and let my blood spread across the wilderness... like peach blossoms on the mountain, as long as I can make you have me in your heart..."