No one spoke, and the silence lasted for a long time.

Before he calmed down, Qin Shang realized his obsession and sighed softly. He raised his eyes and looked at Emperor Xiu, but saw that the master was looking at him with a different kind of deep look, and his heart couldn't help but skip a beat.

All the feelings disappeared in an instant.

What is as elegant as the wind, what is floating and light, all turned into horror at this time - what was he doing just now?

Did he confess his emotions through the sound of the piano, or did he accuse his master of his injustice to him?

Actually... none of them, he was really just a little taken away from his body.

Playing the piano requires you to devote your feelings. If there is no emotion, no matter how good the tone is, it will have a sound but no soul.

He was just a little too devoted and unknowingly put himself in it... well, but it shouldn't be anything.

No matter how much he thought about it in his mind, those scenes only appeared in his own memories and imagination. The master could not see what he thought, and he didn't know how much of it appeared in his mind just now.

At most, I can only hear that the expression of feelings in the piano sound is a bit strong.

Thinking of this, Qin Shang felt a little relieved, forced himself to relax, and then looked up at Emperor Xiu again: "Master."

Will you continue?

Emperor Xiu's tone was faint: "Play it again."

Qin Shang was slightly stunned.

Play it again or play it again?

Still playing this song just now?

Qin Shang pursed his lips and was silent for a moment, and hesitantly asked: "Master, change another song?"

Emperor Xiu raised his eyebrows: "I will listen to this song and play it again."

Qin Shang was silent and couldn't help but complain.

He brews feelings again?

If there is no emotion, the second time will definitely not be as good as the first time, but how can the relationship be so easy to brew?

What if he develops the problem of groaning without any illness in the future and is sad about spring and autumn?

Besides, he was really too devoted just now, completely immersed in emotions and couldn't extricate himself, but at this time he had already woken up from it, and it was obviously unlikely to devote himself to it again.

But the master's orders cannot be violated.

Qin Shang lowered his eyes and thought about it, but he didn't worry anymore. He stroked the strings of his fingertips, and the sound of the piano flowed out from his fingertips again.

The light smoke and mist are floating, the sun is rising, warm and gentle.

In March, peach blossoms are in full bloom, making a jar of peach wine. The gentle breeze between the world and the sun shines through the clouds and mist, the gurgling spring echoes in the ears, and the quiet spring scenery wanders in the heart.

The sound of the piano is light and soothing, as if the sound of nature comes from the distant sky, melodious and beautiful. Although it does not have such deep and depressing emotions and sad despair, it makes the listener feel comfortable and involuntarily calm in his body and mind.

The Emperor Xiu listened quietly, his eyes and eyes were filled with calmness and peace.

After stroking the song, Qin Shang's lips unconsciously opened a curve, got up and walked to Di Xiu's side and knelt down, his voice unconsciously soft: "I am not very skilled in piano skills. I will study it more in the future and understand the essence of the song, and then give the owner a good song."

When Emperor Xiu heard this, he glanced at him casually: "What is the essence of the song?"

Qin Shang was silent for a moment, as if he was thinking, and then he said without changing his expression: "I think it's good to not look back if I hit the south wall."

Emperor Xiu twitched his mouth, picked up the fan and knocked it on his forehead.
Chapter completed!