Chapter 185 The First Meeting, Tang Yuehua.
The all-purpose musical instrument top talent that Huo Yu obtained by lottery in his twenties. He has a deep understanding of each musical instrument, and each musical instrument can produce a beautiful and moving sound, which is basically familiar.
The harp, which Yuexuan majored in, naturally became his main research direction, and he and Lai Yuexuan composed the music himself a long time ago. Several sets of harp music have now been widely circulated in the Tiandou Empire.
"Master, are you going to play a song?" the maid asked expectantly.
"Well, it's boring to talk about it casually and waste time." Huo Yu replied casually, and then slowly took down the harp hanging on the wall.
"That son, I'll prepare a chair for you." Xiaoqing said quickly, then immediately ran to bring a chair.
"Sir, please take a seat."
"Hehe, thank you." Huo Yu shook his head and smiled, slowly doing it.
Unlike other violins, the harp requires additional props to play. You only need to use your own fingers to pluck on the piano to play the most beautiful and moving music of the harp.
After Huo Yu was ready, the whole temperament became different, it looked noble and elegant, the heart was like still water, calm and extraordinary, like Qin Xian's life exuding artistic conception.
"God, this is" Xiao Bai covered his mouth in surprise.
"This, this is like what Master Xuan said, the highest realm of human-qin unity!" Xiaoqing said madly.
Although they are maids, they are indeed maids in the courtyard of Lord Yuexuan Xuan, and they know a lot about the harp. Lord Xuan once said that when a musician's ability reaches a certain level, he will feel full of energy when he grasps the instrument. The field will find changes and be immersed in it, exuding a special aura from the hair. The current appearance of Huo Yu is the highest artistic conception that Xuanzhu said, the harmony of human and piano.
This is a realm that few people can reach, and there are only a handful of people in the entire continent.
"My God, it's really touching, the son's piano skills are actually superb, what kind of music is this, why haven't we heard it yet."
"Shh! Xiaoqing, don't speak so loudly, it will disturb the young master." Seeing Xiaoqing's excitement, the maid Xiaobai hurriedly reminded.
Only then did the two calm down, indulging in the wonderful melody, unable to extricate themselves.
After a while, a woman who looked like twenty-seven or eight-year-old walked in slowly. She didn't deliberately relax her steps, but the ground made of special wood planks would make a clack of footsteps.
Usually when other people come in, they can hear it in time, but the two maids don't know it at all and are immersed in the sound.
However, Huo Yu discovered the existence of the woman, but did not stop to finish playing the song.
The woman did not make a sound to stop, and chose to stand quietly behind the two maids, enjoying Huo Yu's performance, her eyes twinkling, and she nodded secretly.
A minute later, Huo Yu plucked the strings for the last time, and the strings fell.
The two maids were still immersed in the aftertaste, when the voice of the woman behind them suddenly returned to their senses.
"Ah, Lord Xuan, you're here, I'm sorry for us." The maids hurriedly stepped aside, each pushed them aside and lowered their heads slightly.
"It doesn't matter, even I can't help being immersed in such a beautiful voice, let alone you." The woman was Tang Yuehua, the master of Yuexuan Xuan of the Imperial College of Etiquette, and she walked towards Huo Yu wearing high heels. With a gentle smile on his face, he praised: "Are you the Huo Yu of Blazing Fire City? You are really young and promising."
"Mrs. Yue has passed the prize." Huo Yu slowly put down the harp, stood up from the stool, and saluted.
Fire-linn lizards are considered a big family in Blazing Fire City. They have been educated on some etiquette since childhood, and they know what to do in certain situations.
Huo Yu looked directly into Tang Yuehua's eyes, but in fact he had already made a secret plan.
Tang Yuehua was wearing a long silver palace dress, with long light blue hair and a graceful and even figure. Those clear and transparent eyes seemed to see through everything in the world.
She is obviously a middle-aged woman in her early forties, but she looks like she is only twenty-seven or eight years old.
Young, beautiful, but with the taste of mature women that other little girls don't have at all.
"It's beautiful."
Huo Yu secretly exaggerated, feeling a little surprised.
With a single round temperament, I am afraid that only the Spirit Hall Pope Bibi Dong can compare with it. She also looks very noble. The difference is that she does not feel the pressure of the soul of Bibi Dong, and it is easier to feel close.
Tang Yuehua was also looking at Huo Yu secretly. She didn't know why just one glance made her feel good about the young man in front of her.
The facial features are obviously not very handsome, but the overall charm is not inferior at all, making people feel very handsome.
If she was young, Tang Yuehua might have developed a heart of admiration, but at this age, her heart has already stopped, and many things have been difficult to move her heart.
But if the first meeting can make a girl feel good, then generally speaking, it is easy to win a woman's heart if you don't do some deadly behavior.
Tang Yuehua asked gently, "The piece you just played was composed by you, right? Does it have a name?"
"Yes, Mrs. Yue, this song is called Light Breeze." Huo Yu smiled and walked slowly to Tang Yuehua's body.
The distance between the two was getting closer and closer, Tang Yuehua looked at Huo Yu's eyes, and felt a trace of panic and a heartbeat that had not been seen in many years. She subconsciously took two steps back, but accidentally caught the corner of the table behind her. .
The whole person started to fall backwards, Huo Yu quickly moved his left hand and passed through her waist, and caught Tang Yuehua in time. Fire Feather looked into her eyes.
Tang Yuehua was half leaning in Huo Yu's arms, looking at Huo Yu's handsome face, she was stunned for a while, her heart that had not been beating for many years, was beating violently at this moment.
"Mrs. Yue, are you all right, Mrs. Yue?"
Huo Yu called out twice, and Tang Yuehua finally regained his senses and got up quickly, surprised by the loss of his composure just now.
"What happened to me just now. I can be his mother regardless of my age, but I would be so rude by this kid..." Tang Yuehua looked at Huo Yu at a young age, and his mind immediately returned to calm.
"I'm fine, Young Master Huo Yu, take a seat."
"Okay, Madam Yue." Huo Yu nodded.
Mrs. Yue is just an alias for Tang Yuehua, not someone's wife, but she is indeed an unmarried woman.