Shangguan Qingwan secretly hid a lot of spare guitar strings, but when she went back to look for them, she found that she had used them all up. So Shangguan Qingwan had other ideas.
She thought of the famous Guangling Ballad in Zhao Ying's room. She was usually not allowed to touch it, but the music was melodious and gentle, with lingering sounds. She thought that if she used that zither, perhaps her playing would not be so unpleasant.
It happened that my mother took Yue'er out early in the morning.
hey-hey……
Shangguan Qingwan came to Zhao Ying's room, waved away the maid, and began to search the house.
Such a big piano is definitely not easy to hide, but Shangguan Qingwan looked for it everywhere but couldn't find it. Just as she was worrying about it, her eyes suddenly lit up.
Oh, right, under the bed!
She hasn’t looked under the bed yet!
So, the precious young lady Qingwan, with her butt sticking out, crawled under the bed.
There was indeed a large wooden box inside, and it was locked.
Shangguan Qingwan took a breath and thought to herself, why is her mother so cautious? She is guarding against her like a thief.
But didn't she find it anyway?
Guangling Ballad, here I come!
Shangguan Qingwan struggled to pull the wooden box out from under the bed. Perhaps because it was used frequently, there was no dust on the box. Shangguan Qingwan picked up the lock on the box, took a look at it, took off a hairpin from her head, and unlocked it.
Hehe, a mere lock, can it really stump her, the strongest carpenter in Da Chu?
The lock opened with a click.
However, the contents inside greatly disappointed Shangguan Qingwan.
The golden hairpin, the rag doll, the small bellyband and the little wooden figurine she gave to Yue'er, it turned out that this was Yue'er's treasure chest!
Shangguan Qingwan flipped through the clothes out of boredom. Hehe, there were many clothes that her sister couldn't wear. Maybe these were made by their mother, and the little one was reluctant to throw them away. Shangguan Qingwan picked up a small sock that was not even the size of her palm and smelled it. Hmm, it smelled of baby's milk, so cute!
There are also small stones. Shangguan Qingwan frowned. Shangguan Bailin lied to Yue'er that these small stones can turn into pearls, and Yue'er really saved them as treasures.
Shangguan Qingwan wanted to put the box back to its original place after she had enough fun. However, the moment she closed the box, a faint light attracted her attention. It was buried under a pile of things and was shining brightly.
Shangguan Qingwan stepped forward and dug the thing out.
Huh, a rope?
She swung it in the air, stepped on it, stretched it with both hands, and found it was quite elastic.
Shangguan Qingwan had an idea. Well, if this were used as a guitar string, it would definitely not break!
I didn’t expect Yueer to have such good things.
Hehe, the situation is urgent, let me borrow it from my sister first!
Shangguan Qingwan closed the box quickly and went back swinging the rope.
As soon as he arrived nearby, Heng Lin in the inner hall felt a panic in his heart. The next second, Shangguan Qingwan came in leisurely, holding his divine root.
"Master, teacher, I'm back!"
Heng Lin suddenly stood up, jumped in front of Shangguan Qingwan, and said excitedly, "Where did you get this rope? Give it back to me!"
As he spoke, his hand had already reached out, but Shangguan Qingwan dodged it with her quick eyes and hands. She asked in surprise, "Teacher Henglin, what are you talking about?"
Heng Lin took a deep breath, suppressed his agitated emotions, and said calmly, "Miss Qingwan, this rope belongs to me. Please return it to me."
Shangguan Qingwan blinked, pursed her lips, and said tactfully, "I took this rope from my younger sister. How could it belong to you, teacher? Teacher, please don't forget the misfortune that befell your brother..."
Heng Lin was startled, as if he remembered something, his face looked a little ugly. He had no way to defend himself. If he doubted that the divine root was his, he might repeat the mistake of his elder brother.
But... why is his divine root with the young lady?
Heng Lin thought of a possibility, and his eyes became darker.
Is it really such a coincidence?
He recovered his composure, pretended to be calm, and smiled, "Ah, it turns out I was mistaken. If it belongs to the young lady, it must not be mine."
Shangguan Qingwan breathed a sigh of relief. She was really worried that Henglin would lose his mind and do something stupid.
Shangguan Qingwan said it was okay, and then asked the teacher to change the strings. The string was indeed long and elastic, and looked of good quality. After the teacher changed it, there was still a long section left. Shangguan Qingwan was silent for a while, and felt that the new string was really not compatible with the original one, so she asked the teacher to replace the rest of the strings with new ones.
Heng Lin stood by and watched helplessly as his divine root was torn into many pieces.
Later, Shangguan Qingwan was surprised, "Why does this rope feel like it's getting longer and longer as I pull it?"
I've replaced them all, but there's still one section left?
Heng Lin: ...That's right, that's his divine root!!
Shangguan Qingwan, you blasphemed the ancestors of God, you will be struck by lightning!
Outside, there were indeed several loud thunders, and then the sky turned dark, and it looked like it was going to rain.
The room also became dark, and then the piano became bright.
The master looked at the zither in surprise and asked, "Miss, where did you find the strings that shine?"
Shangguan Qingwan's eyes sparkled, and she was obviously extremely surprised. She was about to say she didn't know, but suddenly remembered something and shouted, "I remember now. My sister became the military advisor of the pig demons. It must be the demon treasure given to her by the pig demons!"
The Master exclaimed in admiration, "Young Miss is truly a remarkable person!"
"That's it!" Shangguan Qingwan thought to herself, their family could still hear Yue'er's inner voice, Yue'er looked so lovable, maybe he was the reincarnation of some fairy child!
After installing the strings, Shangguan Qingwan invited Henglin to continue teaching her to play the piano.
So, Heng Lin fiddled with his divine root with a deathly pale face for the whole afternoon.
When the get out of class was over, Heng Lin asked Shangguan Qingwan, "Can I borrow this zither for a while?"
Shangguan Qingwan certainly had no reason to refuse, so she readily agreed.
Heng Lin breathed a sigh of relief, holding the zither and leaving at a very fast pace, as if he was afraid that Shangguan Qingwan would regret it.
Shangguan Qingwan had no time to regret. She still had to go and tell Yue'er something. She was walking in the corridor and happened to meet Shangguan Qingyue. "Yue'er, I was looking for you!"
"What's the matter, sister?"
"I couldn't find any strings today, so I took one from your box. Here, this is what's left!"
Shangguan Qingyue's eyes widened when he saw the remaining rope. [!!! Divine Root!]
"You...you used it as a guitar string?" the little guy stammered.
Shangguan Qingwan was quite proud. "Yes, you know what, this rope is really good. I played with it all afternoon and it didn't break!"
[My uncle's brother-in-law's ex-wife's eldest daughter... she's really good at taking...]
Shangguan Qingwan: Hehe, Yueer even praised me for being able to get it!
Shangguan Qingyue took the remaining half of the divine root and said cautiously, "Sister Da, Uncle Henglin hasn't seen this rope, right?"
Shangguan Qingwan was startled and told the truth, "Yes, I saw him. He was the one who taught me how to play the piano!"
!!!!!!
Shangguan Qingyue opened her mouth wide enough to swallow a quail egg. She trembled and asked, "Then he...then he didn't say anything?"
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