Chapter 241: It Seems that I Have Been Tricked by the Empress

Pushing the door open, Nie Chen could see clearly in the flickering candlelight.

Chu Qingyue sat quietly on the bed, staring at her beautiful and charming crystal jade feet.

Her long jade legs were folded in her arms, and her skin was as white as snow.

She was obviously thinking about something.

The door was suddenly opened, and Chu Qingyue raised her head instantly, her pretty face was stained with a layer of blush, and she looked at Nie Chen in panic.

Then, she quickly turned her head, trying to hide the shyness.

However, such an action was even more obvious.

Nie Chen could clearly feel that there was something wrong with the empress today.

And it was very wrong!

"Ahem, are you feeling better, wife?"

In order to ease the embarrassment, Nie Chen coughed twice and asked awkwardly.

"Well, the pills you gave me are very effective.

Even the injuries caused by the joint efforts of several people were quickly repaired."

Chu Qingyue nodded slightly, but she was completely unable to maintain her usual coldness and calmness.

"Yes, yes, aren't you going to teach me how to play the flute? Look, I'll learn it in one night!"

Chu Qingyue suddenly thought of something and quickly took out the bamboo flute from under her pillow.

Nie Chen smiled and took the bamboo flute: "Okay, then I'll give it a try."

Sitting next to Chu Qingyue, Nie Chen carefully explained to her the techniques and methods of playing the flute.

Including the five notes from another world: Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, and Yu.

As well as the finger strength, angle, and light and heavy posture required when playing the flute.

Chu Qingyue nodded curiously and quickly memorized it.

"Since you have learned it, my wife, you can try it."

Nie Chen handed the bamboo flute to Chu Qingyue.

What I just learned was just theory, and practice is a little different after all.

So Nie Chen held her hand and gently leaned close to Chu Qingyue.

"Don't use too much force on this finger, relax, relax.

Don't tighten your wrist too much, and the angle here..."

Nie Chen adjusted Chu Qingyue's fingers.

The jade hand was touched so gently, and because of the angle, it was almost half-held in Nie Chen's arms.

Feeling the warm breeze brought by the words of advice from time to time, Chu Qingyue's ingot-like ears could not help but turn slightly red.

It was a short time, but it was so long, but it made people feel a little relieved.

Nie Chen explained very patiently, and soon, he finished explaining all the most practical skills.

"The master leads you to the door, and the practice is up to you.

Wife, the rest depends on you."

Nie Chen took out a music score that was not easy to play.

If it were any beginner, it would be a fantasy to want to play this difficult music score.

But there was no way, who told me that I was facing the empress now.

Besides, I had to increase the difficulty for my wife.

"Just give it a try, I am still very confident in my talent."

Chu Qingyue smiled confidently.

For some reason, the feeling of Nie Chen explaining the flute method was so warm and reassuring.

The candlelight flickered and was warm. If possible, she would like to listen to it for a while longer.

But it was time to show it off!

Chu Qingyue picked up the bamboo flute and gently placed it on her cherry lips.

Her moist cherry lips were as beautiful as green leaves soaked in dew in the morning. Every word Nie Chen said emerged in her mind.

Every detail on the bamboo flute seemed to be engraved in Chu Qingyue's heart.

At this moment, everything seemed to have been integrated.

Among the complex music scores, Chu Qingyue chose the most difficult one without hesitation.

Her fingers danced like a flying butterfly.

The melodious music floated out from the bamboo flute, graceful and clear, like the sound of nature.

Each tune not only did not violate the music score at all, but even added a bit of sublimation to it.

It was obviously the first time to touch the bamboo flute and the first time to see this music.

No one could see the level of Chu Qingyue's performance.

The flawless sound of the flute carries a sense of coolness, which is in line with the score, but also transcends the score.

It is like echoing in the empty valley, and that special feeling makes people immersed in it.

Climax, ending.

With the sound gradually calming down, Chu Qingyue slowly put down the bamboo flute in her hand.

This song is like the sound of nature, even better than many people who have been immersed in music theory and practiced for many years.

"Good, my wife plays it so beautifully!"

Nie Chen couldn't help but clap his hands.

Sure enough, it was just as he expected.

Except for cooking, Chu Qingyue is almost all-round and talented.

The level of this song, even with the help of the system, can barely surpass it a little.

"Huh, you know how powerful this emperor is."

Chu Qingyue smiled, and the corners of her slightly raised mouth were actually a little playful.

"Of course, I've known for a long time that you, my wife, are omnipotent.

In the whole world, is there anything that can stump my wife?"

Nie Chen praised with a smile.

"That's good to know..."

Chu Qingyue slowly put the bamboo flute on the bed, and gently put her slender legs together.

There was suddenly a hint of something different in her expression:

"In fact, there is something else that I want you to come to the palace for today."

"Something else?"

Nie Chen was slightly stunned.

Because of Chu Qingyue's flute just now, he almost forgot that he found Chu Qingyue with a little something wrong when he just entered the palace.

"Yes, actually, I want to give you a Valentine's Day gift... and another one."

Chu Qingyue's voice became smaller and smaller, and it seemed a little like a mosquito.

She gently took out an exquisite box from behind the table, and said in a small voice:

"This... is the love bento prepared by this emperor for you."

As the box was opened, dark green gas rose up.

In the bento, green soup was bubbling, mixed with green, purple, black, and various indescribable objects.

Nie Chen suddenly remembered that before he went to the Dandao Conference, Chu Qingyue said that there was a surprise for him after he came back.

He thought of many possibilities, but Nie Chen never thought that the gift would be a dark dish of love bento!

"This is really not okay, my wife, you can't eat this bento!"

Nie Chen hurriedly stepped back.

The food made by the empress is comparable to the most terrifying poison pill.

Even if the Saint Emperor eats more, he will probably die!

"Just eat a bite..."

"Not even a bite!"

"Damn it, this is the love bento made by this emperor himself!"

"This is obviously a dark dish..."

Nie Chen tried his best to push away the dark dish in Chu Qingyue's hand.

But suddenly, he had nothing in his hand.

Chu Qingyue suddenly put away the love bento, and Nie Chen, who was exerting force, suddenly lost his support point.

Surprisingly, he fell on the bed.

With his arms propped up on the soft bed, Chu Qingyue just lay diagonally on the bed, within his arms.

Those eyes as bright as stars were flowing with a different look.

Nie Chen suddenly realized that he might have been fooled...