folivesawtheadmirationoftheyounggirl.
就像她们所想的和期望的一样,国王来到了琴所在的地方。他在美妙琴声的引领下,在雅典娜种的橄榄旁见到了倾慕的姑娘。Thebreezefrivolousherdelicateface,nightingalestandinginhershoulderaccompaniedhersinging,burstsofflowerswrappedinherfingertipsasallocatedwithmusicnotes.
微风轻浮着她细致的脸庞,夜莺站在她的肩头陪她歌唱,阵阵花香缠绕在她的指尖随着拨出的音符飘向远方。Jeansuddenlyfeelthehotheatthesurroundinglight.Shelookup,tomeetisbetterthanthesky,morethanthedeepseadazzletheeyes.Atthattime,theireyesonlyeachother,atthesametime,ignoretheminalldirections.琴忽然觉得有股炽热的光线烧热了四周。她抬头望去,迎向了比天空更美、比深海更炫的目光。一时间,他们的眼中只有彼此,同时忽视四面八方。Fromthatdayonthekingisalwaysquietlyoutofthepalace,ineverymorningandjeanwilltakebelovedharpineverymorningtoamysteriousplace.从那天开始国王总会在每天清晨悄悄出宫,而琴也会在每天清晨带上心爱的竖琴去一个神秘的地方。Thedevelopmentofthingsisbetterthanastory,harpandkingoflovewasnotblockedbytheroyalfamily.