Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart Chapter 1220: Tears flow out

As Lu Liangwei said, he asked Long Xuan to pay the bill first. Seeing that Youyou liked grilled chicken feet, he ordered Long Xuan to pack some and prepare to take them back for Youyou to eat.

"Thank you, sister." Bei Tangyou really liked the taste of grilled chicken feet, so he thanked him happily.

There are so many people, I am afraid that he is the only one who eats the happiest.

Long Xuan, Chu Jiu, and Yuan Xin, although they also like to eat, but eating chicken feet in the street is indeed a bit unsightly, so the three of them only ate a few and stopped eating.

Lu Liang touched his head slightly, "You're welcome."

The boss handed over the roasted chicken feet and five catties of raw chicken feet, and Long Xuan and Chu Jiu took them respectively.

Going out of the food street, Lu Liangwei packed some snacks with Yan country characteristics before returning to the post house.

As soon as they returned to the posthouse, Yuan Xin's girl, Bi Luo, had already brought Qin over.

When she decided to come back to practice just now, Yuan Xin asked her to go back to Prince Rui's Mansion to pick it up.

After placing the piano on the stone table, Lu Liangwei flicked it with his fingertips, and immediately made a series of pleasant sounds.

When Yuan Xin saw her, her eyes lit up, "Lu Er, can you also play the piano?"

Lu Liang shook his head slightly and said honestly, "No."

Yuan Xin's smile froze, "Then how do you teach me how to play the piano?"

"Who said I'm going to teach you how to play the piano?" Lu Liang blinked slightly.

Yuan Xin: "..."

Seeing her stunned, Lu Liangwei pursed her lips and smiled, "Listen carefully."

Yuan Xin didn't know what kind of medicine she was selling in her gourd, when she heard a string of beautiful singing from her lips.

Yuan Xin listened in a daze, then sat down behind the table, brushed the strings with her fingertips, and tentatively played a note.

After a few tries, she grasped the feeling and soon played a complete song.

Cooperating with Lu Liangwei's singing, everyone in the courtyard was mesmerized.

The two practiced over and over again, and the singing and the piano sound mixed together and spread throughout the post house.

When Long Yang came back from the outside with his people, he heard the beautiful sound of the zither. In the sound of the zither, there were still people singing softly:

What you can't see through is your lost soul.

I can't guess, it's the color of your pupils.

A gust of wind, a dream, love is the unpredictable of life...

Long Yang couldn't help but stop and listen, and soon he heard the familiar voice of the singer.

In his deep eyes, a soft color flashed across his eyes, and he stepped into the yard.

At this time, the singing stopped, and the sound of the piano also stopped.

Lu Liangwei took out a handkerchief and handed it to Yuan Xin.

She did not expect that this song would touch Yuan Xin so much, she even shed tears as she played it.

"Lu Er, what's the name of this song?" Yuan Xin asked softly, wiping away her tears in embarrassment.

"Paint your heart." Lu Liang replied slightly.

"Painting heart?" Yuan Xin was fascinated by hearing it. After chewing it, she saw Long Yang walking in and stood up quickly, "Let's practice here for today. I'll go back first. You are here, I will come back tomorrow."

Seeing her like this, Lu Liangwei didn't keep her anymore.

It is estimated that the lyrics touched her heart, and she may need to be quiet now.

"Okay." Lu Liangwei asked Chu Jiu to send her out.

Long Xuan was about to talk to Lu Liangwei, but when he saw the emperor's uncle standing aside with his hands behind his back, he swallowed his words and turned to salute him.

Long Yang nodded, and walked towards Lu Liangwei with a doting smile in his eyes.

Long Xuan thought of the song he heard just now, and couldn't help sighing: "I never thought that Aunt Huang is so versatile."

Hearing this, Lu Liangwei felt very guilty, "You think too much, I didn't compose this song, I also heard it from other places."

Long Xuan heard the words, but felt that Lu Liangwei was being modest, so he said: "Aunt Huang is being modest. I have traveled all over the years, but I have never heard such a beautiful song."

Lu Liang thought slightly: If you have heard this song before, it would be strange.

Long Yang fingered the strings a few times, and a series of familiar melodies sounded.