Half a moment.

The little girl stared at Qin Zisheng playing the strings with her beautiful rippling ink-colored eyes.

Lifting up a strawberry slightly, her red lips bit into the fresh strawberry.

Qin Zisheng's pale-skinned hand gently stroked the strings.

Gradually, Qin Zisheng continued to play the guqin.

Bursts of guqin tunes reached the little girl's ears.

The next moment.

Qin Zisheng raised his eyebrows slightly, curled his lips, and looked at the little girl Shen Tang with a smile.

"Tangtang, are you fascinated by the sound of my piano?"

Miss Shen's dark and delicate eyes stared at Qin Zisheng's handsome face with sickly white skin.

"Where can I be charmed?"

Speaking of which.

Shen Tangya's black eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

Qin Zisheng covered his heart with a sad expression.

"You actually hate me so much. I play the piano so well and you're not fascinated by me."

Shen Tang's beautiful dark eyes glanced at Qin Zisheng with a casual expression.

He stood up and approached Qin Zisheng.

She bent her slender waist, and her long pink skirt swayed slightly.

Shen Tang's thin white fingertips touched the guqin in front of Qin Zisheng.

His lips were slightly hooked and his tone was lazy.

"I can also play the piano, and we are about the same level."

Qin Zisheng's eyes lit up with a smile on his lips.

"Then I can listen to you playing the piano. Your piano playing is definitely not as good as mine. Our levels are different."

The next moment.

Qin Zisheng raised his chin, his eyebrows and eyes full of pride and confidence.

Shen Tang remained silent, pulled up a small stool and placed it in front of the guqin.

Sitting down on the small wooden stool, her long and flawless fingers strummed the strings of the fine guqin.

If you don't know Shen Tang, you can imagine the sound of the piano played by a gentle person by listening to the music.

Qin Zisheng closed his eyes and enjoyed the sound of the piano.

Suddenly.

Qin Zisheng opened his eyes.

Long, soft black hair fell down Shen Tang's beautiful face.

Shen Tang slightly lifted the black hair close to the side of her face and pinned it beside her ears.

Snow-white hands played the guqin.

A pair of gleaming pupils stared intently at the strings.

Qin Zisheng's lips moved slightly.

"Tangtang, you really look like a gentle lady when you play the piano, you are not as fierce as before."

Shen Tang raised his little face and looked at Qin Zisheng with a half-smile with his round, dark grape-black eyes.

"Who do you think is evil?"

Qin Zisheng noticed the danger hidden in Xiao Shentang's tone and immediately shook his head.

"You're not mean, I'm talking about someone else."

Shen Tang's thick black eyes looked at Qin Zisheng's frozen smile.

"Oh, then who are you talking about?"

Qin Zisheng lowered his head and said softly: "I am fierce."

suddenly.

Shen Tang opened the book left to her by the Imperial Master and planned to try her hand at prediction.

For half a stick of incense, it was like running water spinning rapidly.

Shen Tang predicted what happened recently.

There was no prophetic picture in front of me, and there was no information about the future plot in my mind.

Shen Tang seemed to be dejected, with his head hanging down, and he plucked the strings in a slightly confused mood.

"Tangtang, you learned to predict the future, but you can't predict the future. However, your Qinggong skills are pretty good."

Talking about this.

Qin Zisheng grabbed Shen Tang's cheek and couldn't stop smiling.

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In midsummer, it falls on the sixth day.

The thoughts and actions of the Prime Minister's eldest daughter, Qianjin, were controlled remotely by talented strangers invited by Yan Chaoji.

Chang Ming, the eldest daughter-in-law, did not realize that she was being controlled and begged the prime minister to find a way for her to marry Yan Chaoji.

Naturally, the Prime Minister was unwilling, but Chang Ming had the help of the deprivation system and knew something about the Prime Minister.

Prime Minister Chang never expected that Chang Ming would know his secret and take advantage of him.

In desperation, Prime Minister Chang had to find a way to privately ask the emperor to grant a marriage to Chang Ming and the third prince.

The emperor did not agree at first. He did not know what method the prime minister used, but the emperor actually agreed to grant marriage to the third prince and Chang Ming.

One day.

Chang Ming became the third prince's princess.

The third prince was not yet in his prime, so the emperor made an exception and allowed him to marry his wife in advance and set a time for the wedding.

Since Chang Ming was about to become the royal princess, the Prime Minister was even more reluctant to talk to Chang Ming.

Chang Ming knew that the Prime Minister did not like her daughter, but she was extremely proud in her heart.

"So what if he doesn't like it, he still has to listen to me and propose marriage on my behalf. Now, I am the future prince's concubine."

Minglu listened to the voice of the prime minister's wife's eldest daughter, Qian Jin, who started talking to herself again.

Instantly.

There was a bit of sarcasm in Minglu's eyes.

It doesn't matter if she is a prince's concubine, she will not necessarily marry the prince.

The next day, the Royal Palace.

The courtiers, family members and members of the royal family attended the banquet in the palace.

Gorgeous and luxurious palaces, banquets in the open air.

Shen Tang glimpsed that the prime minister and his wife had been arranging for people to watch their legitimate son.

The Imperial Master's narrow, dark peach blossom eyes paid attention to Shen Tang's gaze.

Following Shen Tang's gaze, he noticed that Shen Tang was staring at the legitimate son who was drinking tea.

Shen Tang raised his hand slightly and touched the delicate and beautiful hairpin on his head. His dark eyes turned and glanced at Chang Ming, the future third prince's concubine.

Qin Zisheng moved his lips slightly: "Tangtang, if your plan succeeds, Chang Ming will not be able to become a real princess, right?"

Shen Tang lowered his eyes and looked at the tea cup in front of the table.

The white and slender hand grabbed Qin Zisheng's palm and wrote the word 'yes'.

Half a moment.

Shen Tang quietly left the banquet while no one was paying attention.

Wherever the prime minister's legitimate son goes, Mrs. Chang's servants will follow him, which is very unpleasant.

Suddenly.

Shen Tang put on Chang Ming's make-up and caught a glimpse of the Prime Minister's legitimate son.

"Father and mother just said, let me watch my brother in person, you don't have to continue to follow your brother."

Hear the words.
To be continued...