Demon King: Peerless Poison Concubine

Many good boys and girls have already begun to use Zhaifan. Murong Yue was strolling around. Buddhist temples always give people an indescribable mood, making people find it interesting to walk in them.

Murong Yue admired the surrounding landscape.

When she returned, she found she was lost again!

The sun was in full swing at this moment, and Murong Yue squatted on the crumbling bluestone slab, looking desperately cloudless. The mood was called helplessness. Therefore, if you say good to the Buddha, you will go unlucky! Why is this getting lost?

Murong Yue refused to blame herself for getting lost.

Sitting on the slate. Looking at the silence all around. Murong Yue was even more depressed. Now hungry and tired, she didn't want to move a step! Simply, Murong Yue sat on this slate and closed her eyes and went to rest.

Occasionally hot wind blows. Letting Murongyue feel the warmth.

Gradually, Murong Yue felt very calm. Not even that I am lost now. And just then she heard the sound of harps. Qin Yin not only did not break the current state. It was even fascinating, making Murong Yue's mood a little better.

She likes the piano.

I used to like to listen to someone playing the piano, and once ... I liked someone. It's only been a long time. She couldn't even remember. It's because Qin Yin likes him. It was because of him that he loved the piano. But now?

It's already a thing of the past!

Murong Yue thought. The movement is in the direction of the piano sound. When I walked to the nearest place of Qin Yin, the scene came into my eyes. It looks like a picture scroll. Under the ancient banyan tree, the son is dressed in white, and the melody is melodious. Fingers like jade. Fiddle the strings.

Each action is as perfect as a well-calculated figure. A raw, handsome, expressionless face, a pair of beautiful eyes, but without a trace of popularity. Under the sun, looming golden pythons appeared on the clothes.

Murong Yue was stunning again by this person!

At this time, the prince seemed to have not found Murong Yue or looked at her, but Murong Yue's eyes fell on the piano stand opposite him, and there was also a piano placed there. A very old and worn piano.

Murong Yue walked over and sat on the floor, then gently struck the strings. When the man heard the voice, he gave her a surprised look, in which there was a surprise that he did not even know.

Feng Qing did not expect that she would meet her here.

Since meeting her yesterday, the girl in his mind has only seen one side. Maybe it's because he rarely touches women, or it's because she likes playing chess with him, but it's different from his dullness, or maybe he likes those eyes.

Whatever the reason, his heart was upset.

Peace of mind, not worldly *, this is what Feng Qing demands of herself. He was born in the imperial palace from an early age and enjoyed the wealth of the world. He has seen the most vicious side of man, and he has seen the contradictory side.

For this reason, he does not want to be confounded.

If you are confused, you will be concerned. Feng Qing was extremely fl.u.s.tered at that moment and then decided to come to Huanglin Temple to calm down his mood. He didn't expect to meet here again, and she ... was playing the piano with him.

This recognition made Feng Qing somewhat happy. Feng Qing looked at Murong Yue, and after playing the song, he got up and said to her, "We have met again."