Chapter 3080
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At this moment, Luo Qingchen saw many emotions in Ge Ying's tearful eyes, and the most profound emotion was fear.
She was afraid … Her fear must have exceeded her own life.
Perhaps she was coerced by someone, so she had to assassinate Murong Ci.
"Miss Ge Ying is a bit nervous. I happen to know how to play the pipa too." Luo Qingchen picked up the pipa beside Ge Ying and slowly stood up. She nodded slightly and looked at Murong Ci who was sitting on the high seat. "Why don't I play a song for Your Highness to appreciate?"
Her voice was still cold with a touch of playfulness. Even with the white veil, one could imagine the smile on her face.
At this moment, Murong Ci's heart skipped a beat, as if it wouldn't beat anymore.
His mind was completely blank, and his world was completely still. That cold voice seemed to have passed through time and space, like an ice needle that could break through all things, piercing into his heart layer by layer.
"Grand … Grand … Your Highness … Your Highness …"
Ning Yuan called him many times, but he didn't hear a single word.
The people around began to whisper, and they all pointed at Luo Qingchen.
"Isn't she the princess of Saixue Kingdom? The one who fought with the daughter of the Ning family yesterday. "
"Me … I heard that Ning Qian 'er went to His Highness to complain about her. She wrote four pages of her misdeeds."
"That's ridiculous! No wonder His Highness didn't even want to respond. It seems that Ning Qian 'er still has a place in His Highness's heart … "
"Humph! You just found out! I remember all the people who didn't clap for me just now! " After hearing their words, Ning Qian 'er said proudly, "Apologies are useless unless you kneel down and kowtow to me three times."
Perhaps because Ning Qian 'er's pretentious voice was a bit loud, Murong Ci came back to his senses.
"You …"
"Your Highness …" Luo Qingchen blinked and said, "Can I perform now?"
"Ning Yuan."
"Yes, Your Highness."
"Give … give the princess a seat."
"Ah?" Ning Yuan obviously didn't react, but he was sure that he didn't mishear.
Generally speaking, no matter what kind of performance it was, the servants would be responsible for moving the chairs forward and sitting in the middle of the banquet to perform.
There had never been such a thing as bestowing a seat. Bestowing a seat meant that the person would be seated at a high position, like Murong Yu, beside the Crown Prince.
"Hiss …" At this moment, everyone sucked in a cold breath.
The situation had changed too quickly, and no one had recovered from their shock.
Only Luo Qingchen knew that he had already recognized her from that short sentence.
"Give me a seat …" Murong Ci's deep eyes flashed with an excited light like the bright moon and stars.
"I'm not good at playing the pipa." Luo Qingchen's fingertips lightly tested the notes before she said, "Your Highness, please don't blame me."
He narrowed his eyes and looked at her dotingly. "I won't."
The melodious sound of a pipa rang out. She wasn't good at playing the pipa, but she had experienced many planes, so she more or less knew a thing or two.
There were many songs she wanted to sing, but at this moment, a song that wasn't that special but was deeply engraved in her heart flashed through her mind.
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Holding a brush and folding fan, I wrote three lines of regret. Carrying a sword, I stepped out of the mortal world in this life.
With just a turn, I'm drunk on your lips.
Today, I'll drink a cup of sorrow until I'm drunk. Tomorrow, no matter who comes to the city gates, I'll climb a mountain of swords and enter a sea of flames.
What people say about righteous and evil, I won't let go of your hand.
In this life, I love and hate, right and wrong. If we meet again in the next life, I'll still fight with you.
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