The Empress Behind the Veil
Chapter 452 Didn't Expect It to Be You
Oi! I am an article!
The lute still did not stop, Leng Bingxin raised her hand lightly, flicking her finger left and right, as soon as the lute flowed out. At first it is so graceful and soft, like a red candle in a room that flashes and dies along with a gust of wind, telling that the beauty in front of the mirror will quickly age. The strings clang to each other, the resulting sound echoed, although Leng Bingxin did not open her lips, but she instead muttered softly along with the lute's voice: The lute's voice was so calm, like a dream and an illusion, whether it was right or wrong, the scent of incense was so cold, feeling longed and wanting to meet but hard to do. The shadow of Bodhi is reflected, the wind blows moving the clear lake in the heart, the flowers fall, after the wind blows, the destiny to meet and part, and the, who will come to terms with each other?
When Leng Bingxin wakes up, she realizes that she is not the only person immersed in her own world.
Oi! I am an article!
Behind him, stood Bei Fengchen who was transfixed, Qinghao with a stunned look and also Huang’er, Lan’er and the others who were so shocked and looked incredulous.
Leng Bingxin's gaze was startled at first, then quickly returned to her original cold gaze, she then asked with: “You're all here?” After the shock passed, the words that were thrown out sounded a little self-deprecating.
Bei Fengchen finally regained his senses a little, looking at Leng Bingxin at a glance meaningfully, his dark pupils contained some sort of unpredictable light, Bei Fengchen stared fixedly at Leng Bingxin.
Huang’er advanced at the right time and exclaimed: “Wow, Miss Bingxin, it turns out you can play the lute?”
Oi! I am an article!
“True, your soy sauce ability is so amazing, why have we never heard you bring it up?”
“True, when we heard the lute just now, we thought it was someone from outside the world, but unexpectedly it turned out to be you!”
Hearing Lan’er's and Hong’er's praise, Leng Bingxin lowered her head disapprovingly, gazing into the distance with misty eyes and saying in a flat voice: “This is not worth to be revealed.”
“What? You are so great, how could it not be worth to be taken down?”
After Lan’er finished speaking, he turned his head towards Bei Fengchen, the smile that was peer-reviewed on his face as if wanting to gain the support of Bei Fengchen.
Bei Fengchen's handsome eyes slightly blinked, gestured then looked at the lute in Leng Bingxin's hands and said: “Do you like playing the lute? If you like then I will give you a harp that is a thousand times better than this.”
“No need, can produce a melody that touches it is enough, not fixated on how expensive the value of the lute is.”
“Really? Do you have any idea what business I'm looking for you today?”
Leng Bingxin smiled indifferently: “Even Qinghao the genius doctor came here, seeming to want to know how my wound condition is not!”
Bei Fengchen turned his head and glanced at Qinghao at a glance, he then muttered: “Yes, Qinghao came here to bring you the ointment that had just been made recently for you, he said, it's much better than before. All of you he wants to see how your wound condition progress.”
Leng Bingxin listened and did not speak, her slender fingers involuntarily touching her own cheeks, but the gaze of those eyes instead stared towards the distance indifferently.
“Nona Bingxin, your ketchup skills are so amazing, it seems like I don't have to worry anymore at a later date.” Huang’er was initially worried because Miss Bingxin was only focusing on dancing and ignoring the art of the lute, if so she found it difficult to explain it to the Prince. It turned out that the reason why he had not learned the harp from himself was because he could already do it, and again had even reached the point where it was truly very expert.
“Thank you!” Such a flat sentence was spoken by Leng Bingxin politely but it also felt foreign.
Leng Bingxin was the most indifferent and rarely spoke among the girls they had ever taught, but also the one most liked by them.
Although Leng Bingxin did not like to talk and did not like to be close to them, but the foreign and cold aura it emitted instead made them feel that Leng Bingxin was out of their reach.
