MTL - Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort-Chapter 12 Piano sound

After fighting for so many years, do you think she doesn't know Long Xiaoyu? How can she not believe that Long Xiaoyu will touch Mu Ziling? Despised the bale.

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After having breakfast, Mu Ziling took Xiaohan to visit the palace. Yesterday, he took Xipa and didn't see it. He took Xipa off and was taken to Yuhan Temple. He didn't even look carefully at it.

All the decoration is low-key and luxurious without losing the atmosphere, but elegant yet tasteful. Mu Ziling lingers, and the back garden is bigger and more beautiful than those seen on TV before, just like a fairyland on earth.

They came all the way to Youshui Pavilion. The scenery here was very beautiful and quiet, so they could not see anyone outside them.

Youshui Pavilion has two floors. Originally Mu Ziling wanted to go up to the second floor to see the scenery, but he didn't find the stairs to go up. Is it to fly up?

There is light work in this era, and the martial art of Long Xiaoyu's guy is definitely not weak.

Such a design is also because he wants to figure it out, so that it will not bother people and do bad things will not be discovered, Mu Ziling's speechless lip-skimming.

"Xiao Han, find a piano." When she was tired from work in the previous life, she would go to play the piano to relieve the pressure. Looking at these beautiful scenes, Mu Ziling suddenly wanted to play the piano.

"Little master, what do you want the piano to do?" Xiaohan was puzzled, the young master never learned to play the piano.

Mu Ziling looked at Xiao Han in a daze and knew what she was thinking. "Come on, I'll give you a surprise."

"Yes." Xiaohan answered and turned away.

Mu Ziling found a place to sit down, felt some sore soles, and took off his shoes and socks.

Activate the star system, take out the soothing potion from the sleeve and massage gently.

Mu Ziling pinched her feet comfortably, not knowing that everything she did under the pavilion fell into the eyes of Long Xiaoyu on the second floor.

Long Xiaoyu originally took a nap on the soft collapse. Mu Ziling walked without sound when they came over, but as soon as they approached the area, he noticed out of instinctual vigilance.

He stood up expressionlessly, sitting on the soft collapse and looking down at Mu Ziling.

The design of this pavilion is very special. The second floor can be seen at a glance, just like the transparent glass, while the first floor can only be seen in black.

Looking at Mu Ziling's undressed shoes, Long Xiaoyu's eyes looked a bit strange, and there was a trace of anger, but he ignored it.

After a while, Xiaohan came over holding the piano.

"Little master, Qin is here." Xiao Han came gasping.

"Let's see, you are anxious, you take a break first, I will play the piano for you." Mu Ziling smiled towards Xiao Han, put on his shoes and walked to the piano.

Play the piano? Little master wants to play the piano?

She has grown up with the little master since she was a child. She has never seen her learn the piano. Little master, can you listen to the piano, can slaves not listen.

Xiaohan thought bitterly, and then comforted himself with another death. As long as it was the bullet of the little master, she would listen to the sound of the magical sound, and pretended to be very nice. Things are interested, she can't let the little master down.

Mu Ziling sat on the ground, lowered his eyes and face, and immersed himself in the world he created. If white and graceful fingers danced on the strings like clouds, the clear eyes flashed a dazzling light. Jueren has been attracted and intoxicated with Yin and others.

Elegant and smooth melody, calm and elegant singing:

Mo has entered a pond of blue and white.

Lanfen Hongxia picking bamboo to go home.

If you see the landscape in my heart.

I prayed one step at a time.

How do you know that the years of floating grass make people old.

Fengyue flowers and birds smiled.

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Leave a bud-colored tea.

How do you know that the years of floating grass make people old.

Fengyue flowers and birds smiled.

At the end of the song, Wu Qin's sound is extraordinary, like a thin piece of morning mist flowing through the heart ...

Xiaohan on the side was completely silent in this piano song.

"Xiao Han, Xiao Han, how about it." Mu Ziling looked at the fascinated Xiao Han, a little speechless, as if he was still doubting her just now, and he was all listening now.

"Little ... little master, you ... can you play the piano? Can you sing? Listen, I have never heard such a beautiful voice. The little master just now is so beautiful, like a heavenly girl."

Xiao Han said excitedly, it was incredible, the little master turned out to be so powerful, she never knew when the little master learned.

Mu Ziling smiled mischievously: "Do you want to learn, I will have a chance to teach you in the future." Mu Ziling already regarded Xiao Han as his sister.

"No, no, little master, slaves don't want to learn, slaves just want to listen to the little master's bullets." Xiaohan shook her head and waved her hands, so she didn't want to learn, it was better to listen to the little master's bullets.

"Then I will just play it for you alone, OK." Mu Ziling smiled softly.

Xiao Han nodded and shook his head. "The little master will also play for His Royal Highness King Prayer." If His Royal Highness knew that the little master was not talentless, but hidden, he would definitely like it.