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Chapter Five Hundred and Thirty-Second Night Lights

"Music matters are just like wind, flowers, snow, moon and moon." At this point, Mingye did not be too arrogant, so he took a very broad and meaningless attitude: "As long as people can immerse themselves in it, it is good."

He still remembered clearly that the first person to tell him about his feelings and thoughts was Ling Yue. She was still very young at that time, and the strings that were twisted by her fingers were actually noise.

No one expected that this girl who used to only play noise would have such extraordinary piano skills one day.

However, one thing has never changed. That is, whether it is the girl who only knows how to make noise or Ling Yue, who was able to compete with the piano player later, her views on playing the piano and her music are consistent.

The eye-catching music is good, and the piano music that shows off his skills may not be bad. All these things, even if they can only cater to one person's preferences, will the song that only one person will be happy to listen to is a vulgar music?

In fact, it is not the case. As long as the song can make people happy, even if it only takes a moment, it must be something worth celebrating.

"Your Majesty said this, it seems like he is alone." It's strange. She hasn't had the chance to talk to Yue'er about the piano music. But she vaguely remembers that everyone in the marquis's mansion said that their girl played the piano with a good hand.

But just thinking about it in my mind, Yue'er's view on piano music seemed to become particularly clear.

Mingye did not speak up, but the reason for not speaking up was not that he was not curious about this person like him. He knew most clearly that the person in Qin Qiushui's words were either someone else or Ling Yue.

Apart from her, I am afraid that no one in Kyoto will dare to point out such a common law in the secular world.

"Your Majesty is in a better mood now?" Mingye clearly had something in his heart, so he sent all the palace servants around him and walked here alone.

Qin Qiushui remembers that this place is not far from the cold palace, so it is the most quiet and quiet. If the people who come here are not as hard as her, they may have made other plans.

Your Majesty is the real lord of the palace, so what can you do? I think it is because you are disturbed by the court.

This is not something she can help. Qin Qiushui took out the piano cover beside her and began to clean up.

The flames from the corner of his eyes suddenly shook, as if he was frightened. When Qin Qiushui turned his gaze back to his piano, he only heard a loud noise. It turned out that Mingye pressed his palm on the strings.

What is Your Majesty's intention to block it? Qin Qiushui corrected his body: "What else does Your Majesty have?"

"If someone knew you in the past, you were the one you trusted the most." The palm was pressed by the tight strings, and Mingye calmly retracted his cuffs and clenched them secretly: "But you find that in the end, you are incompatible with the situation of water and fire."

"So...what should I do?" Mingye asked sincerely, and naturally he fell in love with the shining points of the person in front of him.

It is also a kind of trust. Qin Qiushui naturally understood what the question was. After some thought, she gave the answer: "There is no situation of water and fire in the world. The so-called water and fire are hard tolerant, but it is actually just a barrier set up for herself."

This answer sounds like a perfunctory statement, but Qin Qiushui dares to swear that this is really her sincere argument.

Mingye was stunned for a moment, then a burst of anger arose from his chest, and he slapped the table directly: "I know you have a lot of complaints to me, but is it interesting to give such words?"

This time, he must have really angered him. Qin Qiushui looked at Mingye who was walking out and opened his mouth to defend himself, but he still choked in the throat.

She could have agreed with Mingye's words. No woman could tolerate her husband's neglect, and so did she.

However, she didn't want to force Mingye to pretend to be a loving couple with her. She didn't want to be a sweet couple, and she didn't want to. After all, she would have to explain one or two sentences to herself!

Qin Qiushui clenched the corner of his skirt and chased him out of the pavilion a few steps: "Are you wrong? The whole world is full of people. If you gather for profit, when will you be unable to break it? But if it is an opportunity and friendship, it will be embarrassing, and the situation of water and fire will be bound by itself, and it will be just a disturbance."

Now this behavior is not like her. Qin Qiushui just spoke out on his own, but because he was afraid of seeing a more heartless scene, he quickly lowered his eyes and covered his body.

Mingye's feet suddenly stood there because of these words. Qin Qiushui was actually talking about reason. When the interactions between sentient beings, the reason is either profit or emotion.

The former is ultimately just a relationship between mutual utilization and mutual achievement. Since that is the case, why should we worry about it? But if it is the latter, we can't escape the circle we have designated.

"According to your words, is it because I am troubled by me?" Mingye, who had figured it out, turned around and looked at him, but saw Qin Qiushui retreating back to the pavilion alone. It seemed that he, His Majesty, did a great job of hurting people's hearts.

Qin Qiushui did not expect that this sentence made Mingye change his mind and extinguished the full anger in his heart: "I dare not, I have no such intention."

Qin Qiushui looked at a person who lived a very transparent life, and Mingye walked back a few more steps: "I don't want to hurt her, but her existence is a real threat from me. What should I do under this situation?"

"This..." Qin Qiushui also had a difficult time. She didn't stand and talk without a pain in her back, but she never thought that the situation would be so complicated.

If you say that you do whatever you want and care about the old friendship, Mingye is Your Majesty, and this is just a joke on the throne of the country. But if that person is eliminated to eliminate future troubles, then she is suspected of being instigated by a villain.

With such a comparison between the two sides, she was embarrassed.

"It seems that my cousin is also difficult to do." Mingye could only pinch his eyebrows that were painful to hide the moment of loss that flashed through his heart.

Such hot potatoes, no matter who they are thrown to, will be a troublesome existence. It is extremely rare for people to be willing to say a few pertinent words from their hearts.

"I don't know how to give your Majesty advice." This is not what I have encountered after all, and she does not have the right to make any choice for Mingye.

Qin Qiushui was still a little relieved. After all, this was a different trust given to her by His Majesty, so she should do her best within her existing ability: "But if that old friend really had such important words as Your Majesty said, there is one thing that can be confirmed."

This sentence was like a lantern suddenly appeared in the dark night, undoubtedly immediately dispelling the darkness surrounding him for a long time. Ming Ye's eyes lit up: "What is that certain?"
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