303: C303 Chin Xiao He Ming

C303 Chin Xiao He Ming

Su Yingjie was the most outstanding member of the third generation of purple gold Su Family, and he was also favored and valued highly by Old Man Su.

On Old Man Su's left was Madam Su, on his right was Su Yingjie, and beside Su Yingjie was the girl. This clearly showed that there was a problem.

This beautiful and refined girl, so beautiful that it made one's heart beat faster … It was very important to Su Family, or it could be said, it was very important to Su Yingjie!

Su Yingjie escorted Ke Rou all the way up to the stage. He helped her carry a chair, set up her earphones, set up her zither, and set up her zither. Then, he waited on the side with a gentle look as he looked at Ke Rou.

It was only when Ke Rou teased him for a moment, gave him a smile and nodded slightly, that he walked off the stage with a smile.

After he walked off the stage, he did not return to the main table. Instead, he stood at the side of the stage and stared at Ke Rou, who was holding her zither in her hands with a focused expression.

This scene... Everyone saw it.

The faces of many young men in the surroundings were filled with resentment and envy.

These people... They were all young masters from the big families of Zi Jin.

In Zijin, there were countless second generations who admired and secretly loved Ke Rou, the school beauty of the Drum Building High School. However, the vast majority of them could only think about it and didn't dare to actually chase after her.

The reason was because of Su Yingjie and Lee Jiahann.

The tyranny of Su Family was known throughout the entire Long Triangle. Lee Jiahann's background was even bigger, he was Nanjiang Lee Family's Third Young Master!

The young masters who had tried to woo Ke Rou in the Zijin City were basically dealt with by Su Yingjie and Lee Jiahann.

If it wasn't a threat, then it was a beating, hitting him until he cried for his father and his mother, kneeling down and begging for mercy …

Nobody dared to mess with Su Yingjie and Lee Jiahann. Gradually, other than the two of them, very few people dared to 'harass' Ke Rou anymore.

As for Su Yingjie and Lee Jiahann … Since there was mutual fear, no one dared to rashly make a move against each other. Between the two of them, it was a hidden competition. There was neither giving in to the other, so Zhuge Si's abilities were displayed clearly.

Pei Feng didn't even blink as he stared at Ke Rou, who was in a state of brewing and closing her eyes. He completely ignored Zhuang Feiyu's resentful and disappointed gaze and Xu Lu's cold and sharp gaze.

Ke Rou had put on a light makeup and changed into a plain white Han suit for today's performance. She had bright eyes and white teeth, exuding an ancient air. She was elegant and ethereal, and incredibly beautiful.

A moment later, a melodious and deep zither note suddenly rang out.

This zither sound … With a sad and sad ancient mood, faint and sad, like a drizzle beating bananas, distant and ethereal, still listening to the ear.

All of a sudden, the people in the hall began to stop talking, and the entire hall quietened down.

Ke Rou's zither skill was quite adept, but this alone was not enough to achieve such an instant effect. The most important reason was still her peerless beauty.

Seeing such an exceptionally beautiful young girl playing on the stage would cause one to be unable to help from having the thought of not disturbing her …

"Sect Leader Xiao, my Xiao."

Suddenly, Pei Feng's voice sounded.

Xiao Changqing was slightly stunned and quickly took out the long prepared Xiao Boxes.

When he opened the lid, he found that there was a silver sword inside.

This Xiao was not bad.

Pei Feng's lips curled up into a faint smile. He took out the silver horn and slowly closed his eyes.

The sound of the guzheng was gentle and resentful as Ke Rou's melodious melody also sounded quietly.

"Che Che is still reminiscing about the old years, the yellow sand inundated the Han River Mountains. A family of three thousand palaces, an emperor, and twenty thousand Shaoyin kites. Tear rain soundless white finger, yellow flowers send a string of tears. "Qingfeng whispered a few things. From yesterday to today …"

Pei Feng was holding a Xiao in one hand, while the little finger of his other hand was lightly tapping against his leg.

He was waiting … They were waiting for the perfect opportunity to strike the zither, Xiao He Ming.

Autumn Moon of the Han Palace was one of the top ten ancient songs famous in Divine State Country. It was a sorrowful and sorrowful song that expressed the sorrowful and melancholy feelings of a woman from the deep palace as she faced the autumn night's bright moon.

The whole "Han Palace autumn moon" for 16 minutes, the first part of the moon reminiscing the past, the middle part of the pavilion love, the last part tears flower self-pity.

Pei Feng and others... It was the opening movement of the middle part of the pavilion's appeal.

The middle part was the climax and essence of the entire "Autumn and Moon of the Han Palace". It was a deep and profound scene, filled with grief and pity.

As Ke Rou's singing gradually became more sorrowful and gentle, a faint smile appeared on Pei Feng's face. With both hands holding the flute, he slowly brought it to his mouth.

On the stage, Ke Rou's lips slightly pursed, the song slowly came to a halt, and the zither music also gradually became low and gentle.

At this moment, without the slightest warning, a flute melody sounded leisurely!

Awful, miserable, as if she was crying or complaining, as if she was feeling resentment and admiration …

This Sob … It was like a divine brush, the sound of the eye touch touched upon the emotional chord deep in everyone's hearts!

The melody of the zither was gentle and gentle. The sound of the flute was sorrowful and beautiful.

At this moment, countless people's gazes turned towards the source of the whistling sound. On the table, a handsome young man held a silver horn in his hand. His eyes were slightly closed and his expression was relaxed!

Most of the people had stunned expressions on their faces. What was stunning was not Pei Feng, but his flute tune …

However, Su Yingjie's expression instantly changed. His face became livid as he stared at Pei Feng with a gaze as sharp as knives.

In order to let Ke Rou participate in the Annual Feast today, he had spent an unknown amount of effort to finally convince this goddess of his heart.

The performance is just the beginning... There were also many foreshadowing and pleasant surprises.

Today... Not only did he want to formally express his love and admiration for Ke Rou, he also wanted to make the final decision and confirm his relationship with her in front of everyone present!

He had originally thought that there was hope, but now … But it was all destroyed by this guy called Pei Feng!

Because... He saw the subtle changes in Ke Rou's expression on the stage!

After being in love for three years, besides Ke Rou's parents, he considered himself to be the one who understood her the best.

Deep in his emotions, he knew the subtle change in Ke Rou's expression … This meant that her heart had received a huge shock. She … He was moved!

What should have been his heart … It was actually snatched away by someone else in an instant!

All along, when facing Ke Rou, his heart had always been humble and unconfident. At this moment, all of his previous fantasies and courage had turned into those of a Powder.

He didn't know why, but he suddenly winced in fear, no longer interested in the rest of the preparations and surprises. Suddenly, he didn't have the slightest assurance that he would be able to take the risk.

After all, if he was ultimately rejected by Ke Rou in this kind of situation, losing face would be a small matter. In the future, he would want to obtain her recognition and acceptance … That would be even more difficult!

This Pei Feng!

Why did he do such a shocking and sudden action?

Could it be … He also had his eyes on Ke Rou?!

Little bastard! You are courting death —!1

Su Yingjie glared at Pei Feng, who was playing the flute, and gritted his teeth.

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