The Empress Behind the Veil

The Empress Behind the Veil
Chapter 450 A Song That Makes The Soul As if Drawn Into Dreams



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Lan’er, Hong’er and the others were dumbfounded, they were still glued for a while.


The prince came here, obviously it was a good thing, why did it become like this? Why so unexpected?


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Leng Bingxin seemed too arrogant right? He did not even give the Prince any honor. In this world, which woman would dare to do so?


But from the Prince's overwhelming affection for her, they could also see that Leng Bingxin indeed really did have the qualifications to be arrogant.


Leng Bingxin was the most attentive and also outstanding person among all the girls, no one could match her aura that was so clean. Even though her face was covered by a veil, her seductive charm radiated from within her bones, even those who were women were impressed as well.


After a long time, even though Leng Bingxin did not come out of the Zhilan Pavilion, she also still knew information from outside.


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After Beifeng Funing became Emperor and changed the title of his country, he crowned Ziyue as His Majesty's Concubine.


Of course, Bei Fengchen became his left and right hand and was crowned Prince Xiang, Prince Xiang who was above tens of thousands of people.


But in Leng Bingxin's view, what Bei Fengchen wanted more than that, after years of continuous operation and spreading the net, perhaps what he wanted was the whole world.


As they stepped into the Zhilan Pavilion, they heard the sound of a sober lute among the trees and flowers on the edge of the eastern Zhilan Pavilion.


The sound of the zither was so charming and beautiful as the sound of the sky, instantly making the two people stop their steps, bathed in the morning sun, the sound in the distance was so quiet and quiet, so,


Like a small bridge accompanied by flowing water, it was so dazzling, as if in an instant it had directly entered into a trap like a dream, involuntarily intoxicated, but not long after that the tone changed, the melody released was as intoxicating as it was, making others want it, the sound the lute produced grew increasingly softer, as if trapping the heart and soul in an invisible, invisible state, making others want to live and die in the sound of the lute, the slender hand moved slightly, the lute's voice changed again, as if falling into the fairy world, as if, but this voice was absolutely perfect, becoming longer and longer the more seductive, the longer the softer, the voice became like a butterfly stretching out its wings, flapping its wings agilely, moving about so radiantly, it became like a butterfly, but the sound was also like the sky that was in the distance, having such a clear light ……


It sounded like a beautiful song, but vaguely there was even a hidden sadness, the person playing it seemed to have endless problems, venting all of it in the sound of the lute playing it.


Hearing up to here, Qinghao's clear eyes moved, that handsome face showed a stunned look and he said: “I didn't expect there to be a harpist in Prince's Palace.”


Bei Fengchen who heard him took one step forward, frowned slightly and said: “Songs that are so beautiful and touching as if they can change a world, but also flow so calmly, he said, spacious and quiet.” While praising, Bei Fengchen subconsciously felt doubtful and questioned himself inwardly, this zither technique was somewhat similar to Huang’er, but clearly this was much better, not knowing exactly who was playing it?


“True, the Prince also feels this is very rare isn't it?”


Bei Fengchen slightly nodded and said: “Yes, this is the first time I have heard such a heart touching song, a song that makes the soul seem to be drawn into a dream.” Is it possible that a few months do not meet, Huang’er's harp skills again increase? Otherwise, in this Lanzhi Pavilion, who could play such a touching song? It's just that Huang’er's speed of progress is really quite incredible.


The clueless Bei Fengchen could only pull Qinghao to walk towards the front hall of Zhilan Pavilion. Yeah, he can't wait to find out the truth.


When Bei Fengchen and Qinghao realized some of the beautiful women were in the front room were bowing their heads while laughing and holding the cake in their hands while feeding each other, the two of them were all on their feet, Bei Fengchen was stunned for a moment. He was fixated not because of the simple and charming posture of these extremely beautiful women, but other impossible things appeared in his mind.