Cute Wife Divorce Husband: Black-bellied Prince and Little Dumb Concubine

Chapter 37 Overlord Agreement
"The playing is really moving. The concubine was fascinated by what she heard, so she came here by mistake. It was an act of inadvertence. I also ask the prince...forgive the concubine for not being polite."

In the end, it still fell lightly on taking back the punishment.She didn't want to go through another torture, those hostesses were all perverted nuns.

That King Jin was just scaring her, not punishing her.At this moment, he just nodded and said "huh".

"Princess, tell me what's good about it?"

Gently rubbing his head, thinking about how to answer, he gestured for a while and said: "Ugly words can be said first, if what you say is not to your liking, the prince should not blame you."

He looked up at her and smiled slightly, "But it's okay—"

"Weiwei doesn't know the rhythm, but when I listen to this song, I think of flowers in late spring—"

King Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, as if pondering.

Unexpectedly, the girl's next sentence made his face sink again.

"It's like a dog's tail flower facing the wind on the sunny flower slope at dusk, or like throwing stones into the lake—"

"Yes. That's the feeling. It makes people feel at ease, but their hearts are very peaceful."

But his complexion did not ease, but his brows gradually wrinkled.

Too bad, could it be that the flattery was wrong?But this is indeed my true feelings.

Suddenly, I heard the cold-faced king speak.

"I heard from Mu Wanqing that the princess also admires "Qin Tao". You might as well tell me about your understanding of Qin Tao's artistic conception."

It turns out that Wanqing's surname is Mu.

"Well, I like Miss Mu's song very much. It turns out that the song is called Qintao. In the past, as long as she played the piano at night, I would go to bed late until she finished playing. Miss Mu is very skilled at playing the piano, and she is gentle and gentle. Kind--"

Before she could finish the description, King Jin had already intercepted her gesture, "Tell me what you think of "Qin Tao"."

Almost commanding tone.

He glanced at him lightly, touched his head, what should I say.

"Does your lord have paper and ink?" She gestured.

Following King Jin's gaze, there is just ink and ink on the case at the other end.

Lightly dipped in the ink, and pouted at the prince, Xiao Zijun unfolded the paper for her helplessly with a dark face.

She finished it in one go, and handed it to the prince to see.

Borrowing is a poem from the previous dynasty.

"Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward."

The handwriting is not the regular lowercase script that women are used to, but it really looks like the person, rough and random.

Xiao Zijun frowned involuntarily.

Ning was slightly puzzled, didn't he understand?

"In short, the sound of the piano is like rolling waves, stirring up sorrow, and sometimes mournful. The indescribable feeling not only widens your heart, but also reveals a touch of sadness."

"The composer of this song may have made it by the river. I think that although Miss Wanqing plays this song, she must not be the original composer of the song."

She gestured with sign language confidently, and at the end, she saw King Jin staring at her in a daze.

She looked down at her attire, there was nothing to make the prince unhappy.

Cleverness was misunderstood by cleverness, and she praised Wanqing again: "Miss Mu is outstanding in thinking, and she played this piece so captivatingly, it can be said that the lingering sound haunts me. After listening to it, I couldn't fall asleep."

King Jin looked at her coldly, unable to see any joy or anger, he just said indifferently: "Qin Tao was made by this king."

His eyes widened slightly, and his mouth couldn't close in surprise.

Fortunately, fortunately.I didn't say anything bad.

She giggled, "It turned out to be from the hands of the prince."

After that, she wrote another sentence on the paper, "This song should only exist in the sky, how many times can we hear it in the world!"

Looking at her eloquent calligraphy, she couldn't help admiring it.

"I'm overwhelmed. Wang Hao's painting skills are top-notch."

Ning lightly remembered those two paintings, and she regretted sending them out that day, and sure enough, she regretted them now.

This stingy prince is afraid that he will make a fuss about it from time to time, and he will get revenge.

She laughed and gestured: "It's a great honor to be appreciated by the prince."

Xiao Zijun's face sank again, and he stared at Ning Qingqing, obviously he seemed to have something to say, but for some reason, he didn't speak for a long time.

Ning Weiqing was most afraid of his dullness, and she was a little apprehensive as she pulled the sachet bag on her clothes.

Could he be planning some kind of revenge because of those two paintings?

"You've been looking for medicine all these years, haven't you?"

Suddenly, a gentle question.

Topics change really fast.Staring lightly at the bright and flickering eyes, he didn't turn the corner for a moment.

After a long time, she nodded, a little frustrated: "It's a pity that there is no good prescription. Last time I went out, I really discussed with Master about finding medicine, but I found nothing."

He walked slowly to the top of the building, looked out of the sky, thought for a long time, and then turned to look at her.

"If this king finds useful doctors and medicines for you, what do you want to do?"

I thought I heard it wrong.She didn't quite believe it.Could it be the old man from last time?

The horoscope has not been written yet, so you just want me to thank you?He is really an iron rooster, and he will not take a loss at all.

"Naturally, I am grateful to Dade. The prince is my benefactor, the reborn parents—"

The light gesture stopped and rubbed his temples.This analogy seems inappropriate. He is his nominal husband, and it seems that he can't be a reborn parent.

"In short, I, Ning Qingqing, am a person who always repays favors. Please don't worry about this, my lord."

Xiao Zijun looked at her lightly, and his tone became more dull, "I don't want anything in return from you. But you have to promise me three things."

This is called not to repay?

She pouted, looking very displeased, Xiao Zijun looked at her, his face remained motionless.

"One, if you can speak again, I hope that no one else can know the fact that you have spoken except you and me; second, you must be a good couple with this king, at least on the surface, this king does not want to see Seeing that you and Su Changqing are getting close; the third thing, before this king has figured out what exactly is going on, you have to listen to me, Xiao Zijun."

Lightly shocked.An outright overlord agreement!

"Don't the prince think the conditions are too harsh? If you can talk but can't talk to others, that's no different from being dumb. If you listen to everything, then am I a puppet?"

"The only person you can talk to is this king. Before this king lets you speak, you must not reveal this secret. As for you talking about puppets, it's the same. This is a necessary sacrifice for you to be able to speak."

Oh my god, I have nothing to say to your stupid face!
However, being able to speak was indeed a long-cherished wish of mine.I can finally express my opinion with loud words, and I will jump up when I think about it.

"Excuse me, is there a time limit for this puppet?"

"Yes. But, this king has the final say."

Wei Wei is thinking again, let him give the medicine first, and then I will deal with him again, will it be possible that after he lets himself speak, can he transform himself back?
"Is there really such a medicine?" She frowned, somewhat disbelieving, but looking forward to it.

"How will you know if you don't try?"

(Whether you have money or not, go home to celebrate the New Year. My son has already packed a lot of bags on the "special train". Every day, I have made a reservation. Come back after the year to see who has the most comments, and I will reward a bag of salt.)
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