Chapter 1680 Unwilling
This jade flute was one of the many things sent by Dongfang Tianyang. An Jing didn't like it very much, but she just happened to use it, so she used it. Anyway, it would be a waste if she didn't use it.
After playing a happy birthday song, An Jing was silent for a while, and then she put the flute to her lips again.
This time she played the song Liangzhou.
She still clearly remembered that the first song she played for her husband was this one.
The more she played, the more An Jing didn't immerse herself in the atmosphere of this song. She just missed her husband more and more.
And her seven children.
No matter how good this place is, it can't compare to home. Just because, there is no husband and no seven children here.
Dongfang Tianyang heard this sad song before he entered Jingxin Garden. After a slight hesitation, Dongfang Tianyang still walked into Jingxin Garden. He was a little surprised that the song was played by An Jing, but he still walked towards An Jing and stopped three steps away from An Jing.
He didn't interrupt An Jing's playing. He just stood there, listening to An Jing's playing quietly.
After the Liangzhou song, An Jing's longing for her husband and children reached its peak, and naturally she hated Dongfang Tianyang who separated her from her husband and her family. Seeing Dongfang Tianyang standing there, An Jing wanted to kill Dongfang Tianyang.
Dongfang Tianyang was also quite skilled. An Jing could not guarantee that she could kill him. Even if she could, she could not kill him now. Once she killed Dongfang Tianyang, the guards in the palace would definitely surround her and let her be buried with the monarch Dongfang Tianyang.
Dongfang Tianyang did not notice An Jing's hatred, but was still savoring the song An Jing had just played. Seeing that An Jing did not play any new songs, he smiled and asked, "Why didn't Jing'er continue playing? I have never heard the song Jing'er just played before, it was very nice."
After a pause, Dongfang Tianyang said again, "I only wanted to give you good things, but I never thought that you could play the flute."
An Jing put the flute back on the table, picked up the tea on the side, and drank it slowly. She smiled and said, "The song I played just now is the one I often play for my husband. My husband personally cut bamboo to make two flutes, one for me and one for my husband. My flute is engraved with my husband's name, and my husband's flute is engraved with my name. My husband and I are really in love."
As she spoke, An Jing sighed happily.
Every word she said was completely stabbing him and making him upset.
Dongfang Tianyang felt blocked in his heart and burned with jealousy. Probably because he was used to being annoyed by An Jing all the time, after a while, he didn't walk away like he did every time before, but sighed and said with a wry smile: "Can't you just not mention him?"
"No." An Jing smiled like a flower, "Who made me think about him all the time?"
Dongfang Tianyang was even more depressed. After a while, he sighed again: "You can talk to make me angry, I believe that after a while, you will see my goodness and slowly accept me."
An Jing immediately laughed: "Now I'm too lazy to say you're dreaming."
Dongfang Tianyang didn't know what to say.
His eyes fell on the green jade flute on the table, and Dongfang Tianyang said again: "Jing'er, are you willing to play a song for me?"
"No." An Jing's answer was particularly clear and neat. She just played for her children and for her husband. As for this Dongfang Tianyang, it's a dream to think that she would play for him!