Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart Chapter 1221: No regrets in this life

Lu Liang widened his eyes and looked at him in surprise, "How can you play this piece?"

"I just came back and listened outside for a while." Long Yang looked at her with a happy smile on his face, "I didn't know that my singing voice could be so beautiful."

Lu Liangwei was sweetened by his words "My Weiwei", but when he glanced at Long Xuan and Youyou beside him, he couldn't help being a little embarrassed, and coughed lightly, pretending that he didn't hear what he said, "You Just listened outside for a while, and then you can play it?"

Long Yang smiled lightly and said nothing, plucked the strings with his fingers, and played a piece of "Hua Xin".

Lu Liang sighed slightly, "The emperor is amazing!"

Long Yang pressed the strings of the zither, a smile flashed across his deep eyes, and he glanced at Long Xuan.

Long Xuan wanted to escape a long time ago, seeing the emperor's uncle and emperor's aunt flirting with no one else, he couldn't stand it anymore.

He felt like goosebumps were coming out.

At this time, receiving the stalking look from the emperor's uncle, he said very practically: "My nephew will resign." When he left, he did not forget to drag Bei Tangyou away with him.

Without any disturbance from outsiders, Long Yang pulled Lu Liangwei over and let her sit on his lap, then held her hand and pressed it on the strings.

"Wei Wei, play a song for me."

Lu Liangwei twiddled the strings with his fingers indiscriminately, making a harsh sound, then turned his head and looked at him helplessly, "I would like to, but I don't know how to play."

Long Yang paused, thinking about the incident of her playing the flute while hunting in Liangshan last year, and said, "Then play another flute for me."

"There is no Xiao here." Lu Liang spread his hands slightly.

Long Yang thought for a while, then held her hand and taught her how to play the piano.

But learning to play the piano is not something that can be learned in a short while, and Lu Liangwei may not really have the talent for playing the piano. Long Yang taught her for a while, but she still played in a mess.

"Forget it, I won't learn it anymore, you should play it, I'll listen." Lu Liangwei put his hands on the strings, looking at his slender and clean knuckles, a little fascinated.

The emperor has a pair of very beautiful hands.

And these hands are very powerful, they can hold a knife and a gun, they can splash ink, and they can even play the piano.

This is a pair of omnipotent hands.

Lu Liangwei couldn't help holding his finger and rubbing it.

Seeing her actions, Long Yang smiled, "Why are you so interested in my fingers?"

"Because the emperor's hands are beautiful." Lu Liangwei praised him without hesitation.

Long Yang's breathing was slightly stagnant, looking at the unconcealable joy in the woman's eyes, his heart was filled with a kind of satisfaction, but he deliberately raised his eyebrows to tease her, "I only have good-looking hands?"

"Of course not, the emperor is also very handsome." Lu Liangwei hastily added, turned around and saw his thin and **** lips, couldn't help leaning over to kiss him, and when she moved away, she saw his Adam's apple warm With no trace of the sun, his face suddenly became hot, and he quickly got up and backed away.

Long Yang didn't pierce her small thoughts, put his slender fingers on the strings, and plucked the strings.

Lu Liangwei sat next to him, listening quietly.

This piece is also very familiar, it was played to her by the emperor in the small courtyard of the imperial capital last year, and later when she was in Liangshan, Concubine De also played this piece.

Besides, she has never heard of it elsewhere, and it seems that the emperor created this song himself.

The emperor is really versatile!

She leaned on her chin and looked at him quietly with her beautiful eyes, her eyes overflowing with admiration for him.

After playing a piece of music, Long Yang saw Wei Wei staring at him intently, with admiration for him in those twinkling eyes.

Being so admired by his wife, Long Yang felt that he would have no regrets in this life.

The corners of his lips curled up, he got up and walked to her side, lowered his head and kissed her forehead.