Chapter 45
"Can you dance?"

"No." Yang Churuo confessed.Her body is too poor to stretch and stretch, let alone skip.

"Then add another dance."

"Add one more? But..." But she couldn't learn to dance if she wanted to adjust her body.

"No but, after one month, if you can't satisfy me, the agreement between us will not count." Feng Ling interrupted her coldly.

Yang Churuo clenched his hands tightly, and there was a stubborn forbearance in Jianshui's eyes.Gritting his teeth, he said in a deep voice, "Okay, I will try my best."

"It's not doing your best, it's going all out." Feng Ling corrected her words, sneered, and sarcastically said, "If you can't even endure these hardships, how can you deserve to cooperate with me, and how can you deserve revenge."

Yang Churuo's heart twitched violently, in excruciating pain, she turned around abruptly, a flash of determination flashed across her delicate and beautiful face, "We'll see the results in a month."

The corners of Feng Ling's mouth were raised, and there was still disdain and sarcasm in his cold eyes. His sleeves were flipped up, and a guqin placed on the side shelf seemed to have spirituality, and it flew towards him, and it was impressively presented on the table.

"Sit down and stop playing until Yi Shuchen comes."

Yang Churuo put his slender fingers on the strings, his stubborn eyes relaxed in a place that Feng Ling couldn't see, and a cloud of mist flashed across them.

Sitting in a chair, with bare hands lightly raised, the strings tumbling, a melodious sound of the qin slowly resounded, lingering in the entire elegant small courtyard, even in the fairy music workshop where dragons and snakes mixed together, it could be heard clearly. I couldn't help but hold my breath, listening to the sound of the piano like a fairy song.

If you say that Yang Churuo is the most powerful, it is undoubtedly playing the piano, because back then her sister's piano music was famous all over the world, and no one can compare it. When she is happy, butterflies and birds dance with her. When she is sad, everything is sluggish. One realm.

Although she is not as powerful as her elder sister, she has been taught by her elder sister since she was a child. Naturally, she will not be far behind. There are very few people who want to surpass her.

But that was the case, Feng Ling smashed the guqin, and reprimanded sharply, "It's just playing any kind of piano, it doesn't have any soul at all, so start over."

"Pa..." The servant took another guqin and put it on the table.

Yang Churuo stabilized his mind, closed his eyes, and put his feelings into the music as much as possible. The sound of the piano sounded like a hundred flowers contending, blooming gracefully, butterflies flying, playing in the flowers...

"Bang..." Guqin was smashed down again.

"Too blunt, try again."

"..."

Yang Churuo didn't know how many guqins she changed, how many pieces she played, all the ones she knew and didn't know, and tried various tunes, but Feng Ling was not satisfied with every one of them.

This playing lasted all night and day, and at the end, Yang Churuo's face was pale, his eyes were blurred, and he was dripping with cold sweat, especially his hands, the ten fingers were bleeding slowly. On the pitch-black strings.

Xiaohong and Xiaoliu who came in to wait on the side were anxious.

The young lady was not in good health, how could he have the heart to let the young lady play the song non-stop for a day and a night, the young lady lost a lot of blood, and could hardly hold on any longer.

They wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy, but the cold man was unmoved, and even asked the lady to talk about fifty more songs every time they begged for mercy, and they could only watch the lady's stubborn support with distress.

Many girls in the workshop were frightened.

For a beauty as beautiful as Xian Le, no man would want to fall down when he sees her, so he loves her so much.

Fortunately, he spent 10 taels of silver to let her play the piano for a day and a night just for a while when he was in love with Xianle.Xianle's ten fingers are going to be useless, right?
The bustard went crazy.This fairy music is her lucky tree.What if something happened to her?I have never seen such a ruthless guest.

(End of this chapter)

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