Lan Fu looked at Tuoba Qian. His eyes were filled with gentleness, but Lan Fu did not think that she could see Tuoba Qian clearly.
Lan Fu bowed to Tuoba Qian and said softly,""Your highness, you better not continue to praise this concubine! Otherwise, I won't be able to play the zither!”
Lan Fu smiled at Tuoba Qian.
The zither that Lan Fu took out from his room was even a little old, but its tone was incomparable to other ordinary zither!
This could be considered an excellent zither.
In fact, this zither had another important meaning to Lanfu, which was that it was the zither that his mother taught him to play before. Every time Lanfu's delicate hands moved on the zither, she would be very powerful.
Lan Fu held the zither in her arms and raised her hands gracefully before playing the zither.
Tuoba Qian seemed to have thought of something and asked Lan Fu,"I wonder which song you want to play?”
Lan Fu had only said that she had just learned a new song, which was just an excuse. Now, Lan Fu really didn't expect that she had planned to string a few different songs according to her mood!
However, since Tuoba Qian had asked, Lan Fu thought about it. It was not appropriate to play the song that she loved now. She was afraid that it would attract bad emotions. If it was in a festive mood, it would make him very tasteless.
Soon, Lan Fu had an idea, but she did not answer Tuoba Qian. She only said,""Listen first…I'll tell you.”
Lanfu adjusted the direction of the zither again. Then, Lanfu placed her soft and boneless hand on the surface of the zither.
For a moment, the sound of the guzheng was very beautiful. It was like the sound of spring water in a small stream, but also sad. It was like the orchid in the valley, but it also had a lot of spirit, like a hero. The sound of the guzheng was changeable, depending on the mood and feeling of the person playing it. The sound of the guzheng was intoxicating, as if it was in the world.
Lan Fu's hands were filled with the melodious and low sound of the zither, like decadent music, echoing in the sky. It was like a drizzle hitting the banana leaves. It was silent when listening from afar, but it was still in his ears when he listened quietly.
Tuoba Qian couldn't help but slowly become intoxicated by this low-key music.
"I guess it's a small bridge, right? A few days ago, I seemed to have heard it in the palace. At that time, I had a very deep impression of this song!”
Lan Fu's performance of Little Bridge and Flowing Water was very elegant. Tuoba Qian seemed to be able to feel the same emotion through the sound of the piano in the already quiet environment.
Lan Fu continued to pluck the zither strings with her fingers as she listened to Tuoba Qian. The sound of the zither rang out endlessly, making Tuoba Qian feel very satisfied.
Therefore, Tuoba Qian couldn't help but think of the fact that Situ Qianman seemed to know how to play the guzheng. However, the music that the Situ Clan usually played for him always lacked a kind of charm. Therefore, Tuoba Qian felt that this song would be more deeply ingrained in him. Therefore, Tuoba Qian listened to it with great interest.
Tuoba Qian's gaze never left the scene of Lan Fu playing the piano seriously. Like a gentle hibiscus, the beautiful zither and the beautiful orchid complemented the beautiful surroundings perfectly.
Lan Fu was still quite confident in her looks. Although she could not be called a country toppling beauty, Lan Fu could surpass most women who people thought were very beautiful!
Therefore, Lanfu was not suitable for heavy makeup because it did not match Lanfu's temperament.
The song finally stopped after dozens of minutes. Lan Fu smiled gently and then put her hand on the strings of the zither!
"ChenQie has embarrassed Wangye." Lanfu Ren did not play a song for him. He did not know how Tuoba Qian could recognize the name of the song he was playing!
However, she had lived in the harem since she was young, so she more or less knew some things. Jiang Xin's zither skills were also very brilliant, so how could Yi Yan not be more than that? She was just being modest.
Tuoba Qian suddenly stood up and slowly walked towards Lan Fu. He stretched out his broad, slender, and warm palm. Lan Fu initially only saw that there seemed to be a flower in front of her! Then, he saw a hand.
Lan Fu finally realized that it was Tuoba Qian's hand…
When did Tuoba Qian take out the words in his hands? Could it be that he had been too focused on playing the zither just now, and Tuoba Qian had gone to pick flowers by the roadside?
When Tuoba Qian wanted to hold his hand, Lan Fu was baffled and did not know what Tuoba Qian wanted.
However, Lan Fu could not help but place her hand in Tuoba Qian's palm.
When the two fair and delicate hands touched each other, it was as if two pieces of silk had been placed together. It was very smooth.
Lan Fu then felt Tuoba Qian's grip on her hand. Such a pair of hands seemed to give Lan Fu a sense of security that came from the bottom of her heart.
However, what Lan Fu did not expect was that Lan Fu carried her up.
"Ah! What are you doing! Your Highness!" Lan Fu cried out in surprise, but it was still a restrained voice. Compared to the quiet night, it was loud enough!
Although Lan Fu was extremely shocked, her remaining rationality told her that Tuoba Qian wouldn't at least throw her to the ground! Therefore, Lifan could only stare at Ta Ba Qian with his round eyes.
Tuoba Qian brought Lan Fu back to the room and placed her on the couch. In an instant, Lan Fu felt the endless kisses. Her skin was peeled off again and again, and she was even casually thrown to the ground. Lan Fu's tender and fair skin was gradually revealed! Furthermore, due to Tuoba Qian's rudeness, there were signs that no one knew about.
Lan Fu had never felt this way before. She felt a little ashamed, but she didn't hate it!
He knew that Tuoba Qian's kisses were suffocating Lan Fu! Waves of unfamiliar aura gave Lan Fu a sense of oppression. Lan Fu immediately felt that his mind had become a blank, completely losing his ability to calmly analyze things!
At this moment, the bead curtain was also pulled shut by Tuoba Qian. The sky was getting darker and darker. He knew that no one could tell whether what he saw was himself or a dream, and whether what he was doing was real or fake.
When Lan Fu woke up, it was already the next day.
Lan Fu subconsciously looked at her side and reached out to touch it. It seemed that there was no warmth there for a long time.
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