The regent walks with wind after his wedding

Chapter 393
She has known Zhan Beiqing for several months, and she has never seen him touch any musical instrument, let alone play the guzheng.At first she thought the rumor was wrong, but it turned out to be true?

But here is...

Mo Li looked around, this is the Imperial Garden, according to Zhan Beiqing's weird personality, would he play in the Imperial Garden?She tentatively weakly: "My lord, are you going to... play the zither in the imperial garden?"

Zhan Beiqing glanced at Wen Yan's guzheng, and said, "Li'er, order someone to prepare a guzheng for this king, an ordinary one will do."

"Oh." Mo Li heard the choking in Zhan Beiqing's mouth, cast an apologetic glance at Wen Yan, and then called a little eunuch over.Although Zhan Beiqing said to use an ordinary zither, how could she really use an ordinary zither for him.

"Go and tell the prince, the princess wants the best guzheng in the palace and send it to the imperial garden."

"Yes."

Mo Li looked at the two tall and stunning men, sandwiched between them, she could feel the atmosphere of stalemate and confrontation between them.Once Zhan Beiqing's powerful aura was released, Wen Yan just stood there indifferently, but his back was straight, not weaker than him.

"Let's go sit in the pavilion."

It's not a problem to stand here all the time. Wen Yan, as the handsome first luthier, is as elegant as jade, and attracts people's attention. Now that the equally magnificent regent arrives, their positions have become the focus of the entire imperial garden. Focus.

"Okay." Her response was naturally Wen Yan.

Wen Yan smiled at her, and walked towards Yiran Pavilion first.Zhan Beiqing cast a majestic and warning glance at Mo Li, and walked forward with a sullen face.

Mo Li sighed softly, and followed behind the two, staring at Zhan Beiqing's back with slightly resentful eyes.She talks to people about music, what does she do?Zhan Beiqing had the expression of catching her cheating.

On the contrary, Wen Yan was wronged. He just met him and had to bear Zhan Beiqing's strong aura and hostility.

The three of them sat in the Yiran Pavilion, surrounded by everyone in the imperial garden, but they were afraid of the powerful cold aura released by Zhan Beiqing that kept people thousands of miles away, so they didn't dare to enter the pavilion, and only stopped three meters away from the pavilion. Onlookers.

The three of them sat quietly, the atmosphere was weird, and there were crowds of onlookers outside, Mo Li felt extremely embarrassed.She looked at Wen Yan, who still had a calm expression, and then at Zhan Beiqing, who had deep eyes. She picked up two peaches from the plate as if offering treasures, and handed them to the two, one on the left and one on the right: "Eat the peaches."

Just as Wen Yan stretched out his hand, before he touched it, Zhan Beiqing quickly took the two peaches as his own, put them on his lips, took a hard bite, and gave Mo Li a warning look: "Be honest!"

Mo Li smiled apologetically at Wen Yan in embarrassment, and stared back at Zhan Beiqing.When did Zhan Beiqing become so childish? It would damage his image as the regent if it spread.

Mo Li picked up another peach, and wanted to give it to Wen Yan, but under Zhan Beiqing's warning gaze, he put it to his mouth and took a bite, and said awkwardly, "Mr. Wen, eat the peach. "Her eyes fell on the plate, and motioned Wen Yan to take it by herself.

Wen Yan smiled slightly: "I don't like peaches." He picked up the tangerine next to him and handed one to Mo Li, "Princess, this is delicious."

"Okay." Seeing that Wen Yan was not ashamed by Zhan Beiqing's actions, Mo Li smiled at him and was about to take it, but a big hand came across and intercepted it at a faster speed.

Mo Li took a moment, and couldn't help being annoyed because Zhan Beiqing made trouble again and again: "My lord, do you know what you are doing?"

"My king also likes to eat tangerines."

Mo Li dispelled him angrily: "I remember clearly that the prince doesn't like sweets, and he doesn't like tangerines either!"

A big hand landed on her head, like smoothing the fur of a cat, and Zhan Beiqing gently stroked it twice: "You are so good, you can even remember what this king likes to eat so clearly."

The breath was stuck in Moli's chest, unable to go up or down, it was uncomfortable.She turned her head away and glared at him.

"Princess, the guzheng is here. The prince said that there are not many guzhengs in the palace, and they are not very good. This one is fine, let the princess make do with it."

The little eunuchs set off the zithers and left by themselves.

Because of what happened just now, even though Mo Li was looking forward to Zhan Beiqing playing the guzheng, his tone was not very good: "My lord, please!"

Zhan Beiqing slowly wiped his fingertips clean before sitting in front of the guzheng.

The surrounding audience couldn't hide their inner excitement.Unexpectedly, one day they would be able to hear the regent of the Eastern Tang Kingdom playing the guzheng, who is the all-powerful person in power!
What surprised them even more was that the Prince Regent was impeccably handsome and peerless, even better than Wen Yan in terms of appearance.Although it looked inaccessible, it felt more real than Wen Yan.

And the domineering aura that seemed to be born in him deeply attracted them.It made them feel jealous of Mo Li. As a woman, how could Mo Li be gentle with her left hand and regent with her right hand? She has captured all the beautiful men in the world?
Zhan Beiqing fiddled lightly with his slender jade fingers: "What song does Li'er want to hear?"

Mo Li was still annoyed at him, and his tone was still bad: "Just now Mr. Wen played a self-compiled tune, please feel free, my lord."

Zhan Beiqing didn't say anything else, his well-articulated hands rested on the strings, calmly and gracefully, obviously he was also playing the guzheng, but his movements looked extraordinarily dignified and pleasing to the eye.

At the beginning, the Zheng sound was like a man pouring out his thoughts in a low voice. Gradually, the voice became high-pitched, as if expressing everything he wanted to express in the world. What.

Two voices, one left and one right, one up and one down, one deep and one soft, seemed to be talking in detail, and after a sharp turn, the tune became brighter, making the listener's mood infected, relaxed and happy.

At the end of the song, the last note fell, Zhan Beiqing stood up, and everyone woke up from the song just now.

The faces of the onlookers were filled with excitement and excitement. They suppressed their excited screams and talked in a low voice: "I didn't expect the Guzheng, the regent of the Eastern Tang Kingdom, to talk so well, even better than a professional luthier."

"Who do you think is better between the Prince Regent's piano skills and Mr. Wen?"

"The two people talk about different styles at all, so it's hard to compare. Wen Gongzi's songs are usually like high mountains and flowing water, or gurgling streams, which can cultivate sentiment and cleanse the mood. But the songs of the Regent King are more like borrowing songs to express the heart, like narrating , bringing us into the story and feeling the mood changes of the characters."

The annoyance in Mo Li's heart has completely dissipated with Zhan Beiqing playing the guzheng, and his eyes are full of surprise.If Wen Yan's song is sunny and sunny, then Zhan Beiqing's song is more like a stormy thunderstorm, expressing rich emotional colors.

Unexpectedly, Zhan Beiqing was always calm and expressionless on the surface, but his heart was so passionate.

(End of this chapter)