After wearing the book, I became the black moonlight of the paranoid prince

Chapter 267 The Flute
Wei Qianzi picked a bunch of small light purple flowers that were not very eye-catching and pinned them on her head.

Su Yuerong was a little surprised, and raised her hand to touch the bunch of small flowers.

"This is."

Wei Qianzi quickly stopped her.

"Don't move, just stand there, there will be butterflies flying over your head later."

Wei Qianzi took a few steps back, only to see the butterflies closest to Su Yuerong were attracted by the little flowers on her head, flying around her.

Su Yuerong was stunned, looking at the butterflies around her in disbelief, the breeze blew by, and lifted up the soft gauze ribbons on her dress, which was indescribably beautiful.

Wei Qianzi glanced around, thinking that Li Changshu should be coming by this time, so she schemingly pulled out a small and delicate piccolo from her sleeve.

The flute touched her lips, and many familiar melodies immediately came to mind, but she didn't choose those, but played a very popular song from a game she used to play.

When the clear and pleasant flute sounded, Su Yuerong was slightly startled, then looked at her and smiled.

The raised hands danced and twirled involuntarily to the joyful and moving melody.

In fact, she doesn't know how to dance, but looking at this refreshing scenery and listening to the crisp and melodious flute sound, she can't help but want to dance along with it.

Seeing her chaotic dance, Wei Qianzi couldn't help raising her eyebrows.

Fortunately, her dress gave her extra points, and she could jump out of an amazing feeling just by turning around casually.

After the song was played, Su Yuerong was still immersed in her beautiful flute sound and hadn't recovered yet. Wei Qianzi thought that Li Changshu should be able to hear the high-pitched and penetrating sound of this little flute, so she pretended to cover it. Hold your stomach.

"Ouch! My stomach seems to be a little unwell. Miss Su, please stay here for a while. I'll go to the cleaning room and come over soon."

Wei Qianzi handed the piccolo to her as he spoke, turned around and walked back.

"Do you want it? Why don't I go with you?"

Su Yuerong didn't care about the butterflies flying around her, and hurried to her side, looking at her worriedly.

"It's okay, it may be because I ate badly in the morning, so I'll come as soon as I go." Wei Qianzi stepped back while talking.

"By the way, here I have a bottle of medicine for gastrointestinal discomfort. You just need to apply it on your stomach. Would you like to use some?" Su Yuerong quickly took out a small shell that was closed in two halves from her waist and handed it to her .

"Thank you, I'll be back soon, you wait for me here, remember not to run around." Wei Qianzi took it, explained in a hurry, turned around and ran away.

"Hey……"

Su Yuerong still wanted to chase after her, but the ribbon between her skirt was hanging on a blade of grass. She was worried that the skirt would be damaged, so she didn't dare to chase her anymore, and could only watch her back disappear behind the shade of a tree.

When she turned to a blind spot that Su Yuerong could no longer see, Wei Qianzi stopped, proudly tossing the small shell up and down in her palm.

"You have the medicine, but I'm not sick, haha! An Xin stay there and wait for Li Changshu to come to you. I'll find a pavilion to drink some tea first."

Wei Qianzi put the small shell into her sleeve pocket, and walked towards the front corridor, not paying attention to a big tree in the forest, a black figure stared at her, and then hid herself.

Su Yuerong thought that she would not come back so soon, so she turned around and found a piece of soft grass and sat down.

The bamboo piccolo in his hand is bright red and translucent, with jade beads carved in the shape of lotus flowers tied at the end with red silk threads.

She couldn't help touching the smooth body of the flute with her fingers. Just now, this little flute found the sound of heaven, and the touching melody seemed to be still in her ears. She tried to put the piccolo to her lips, and simply blew a few syllable.

Stream running water, green grass and wild flowers, the beauty sits on the ground and plays the flute with her head bowed, the breeze lifts the streamer between her skirts, it is an indescribably beautiful dream.

Li Changshu walked over following the melodious sound of the flute, and what he saw was such a scene.

(End of this chapter)