"Fourth sister, you have outstanding poetry and talent competitions. There is no problem with you. Teach your sister. You should know that there are so many talented women in the capital. My sister doesn't want to be the first, but she always needs to have some characteristics. Otherwise, no one will remember her." Pei Jinhui said again.

This is true. If you want to remember that in a competition where all the beautiful women gather, you must have special features.

Pei Jinhui knows only music, chess, calligraphy and painting. Most of the ladies in the capital can do these things, but they are just about whether they are skilled or not. This alone will definitely not work.

"Sister, how are you playing the piano?" An Xiaoqing asked with a frown.

"It's okay, but who in the capital, who can't play the piano?" Pei Jinhui said with some frustration.

"What if I play a song that no one has heard before?" An Xiaoqing asked.

"Which song can there be that no one else has heard? In the High Court, some of the abilities are invited by the musicians in the palace to teach musical instruments at home. I have played all the good songs, and I have never learned some lost ancient songs, so how can I play them?" Pei Jinhui's eyes were filled with anxiety.

"Don't let the ancient songs be, don't let the ancient songs be bad. Sister, since you come to ask me, then believe me. I will teach you a good song, and I have never heard of it." An Xiaoqing also became interested. You know, when she was in college in her previous life, she had participated in school clubs a lot, and she was also an active member.

I have been locked up in this mansion for a long time, and it’s too boring to fight all day long. An Xiaoqing has been locked up and almost moldy. It’s a good thing to have such a thing to play with.

Pei Jinhui's eyes lit up and said, "You know you are right to find the fourth sister. Tell my sister quickly, what kind of song it is?"

An Xiaoqing pulled Pei Jinhui to her boudoir and said as she walked, "Don't worry, I'm sure you've never heard of it." Sitting next to the Guzheng, An Xiaoqing looked at her Guzheng like a different world. Back then, Chen Zihan was tall and her two worlds. She was a freshman and a junior. As the president of the student union, he was always surrounded by many admirers. An Xiaoqing was sad and helpless. At a school party, her song "Butterfly Love Flower" shocked everyone, which attracted countless suitors. Chen Zihan felt deeply in danger, so he focused on it and tried to pinch off the peach blossoms around her and win the beauty's return.

Thinking of the past, An Xiaoqing's heart felt aching again. She plucked her fingers lightly, the strings of the piano trembled, and the notes below her fingers were like gurgling clear springs, flowing gently.

At first, it was like a girl in love with spring, whispering softly, shy and charming. When you first meet your lover, you were like a bright son-in-law in the sunshine and blooming flowers.

Pei Jinhui's eyes lit up at first, with a look of surprise, but later, she became fascinated and immersed in the poetic and picturesque sound of the piano.

Originally, many servants were busy outside her boudoir. When the sound of the piano was half a song, the servants who were working hard couldn't help but stop their work and listen quietly. The third-class maids and maids who were cleaning outside the main courtyard also unconsciously took the sweep in their hands, for fear that the sound of their sweeping floor would disturb the piano music like fairy music.
Chapter completed!