All the vendors in Xiwang City are closed, but everyone in the Fengyue Building is still talking and laughing.

On the third floor of Fengyue Building, there are many rich and noble people, waiting for the cold girl to play today's tune.

After a while, the red tulle was lifted slightly, and I saw Han Rou kneeling in front of the piano, still dressed in red tulle, with a white tulle gently held around her waist, and a white hosta on her head.

The only difference is that there seems to be a little more powerlessness in the clear eyes of the cold girl.

On the front seat, a man dressed in white with sword eyebrows stood up, he arched his hand and chuckled, and said, "Miss Han, I haven't seen you for a long time. ”

Han Rou lowered her eyebrows, stroked the piano with her ten fingers, and said with a smile: "Long time no see, Xia Gongzi." ”

Xia Xu nodded and sat down.

Han Rou looked at the crowd for a moment, and couldn't help but think of the scholar's heavy drinking, and her lips opened slightly and whispered to herself.

"Aren't you coming today?"

Although no one heard this whisper, Xia Xu in the audience noticed that her lips opened slightly and said something. Because Xia Xu sat on the first row of elegant seats, he kept staring at the flowers of the Han girl.

Han Rou stroked the piano and played, plucking the strings three or two times, and now the sound of the piano is only desolate.

Some people in the audience who know the piano are puzzled, why is this song only sad, could it be that this cold girl has something to do?

And the other part of the audience just admired the woman's beauty, and had no intention of listening to the music.

However, this part of the people who know the piano did not ask questions out loud, but listened carefully to the sad "Three Thousand Flowers and Rain".

Xia Xu, as the prince of Great Xia, naturally understands the piano. He had mixed feelings, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, Miss Han is... I have a sweetheart!

The scholar stood alone outside the attic of Fengyue Building, Han Rou didn't know, and no one knew, he had been listening to music here for the past few days, listening to this song "Three Thousand Flowers and Rain".

Three thousand flowers rain, one thousand for multiplication, one thousand for flowers, one thousand for rain.

Flowers are like brocade, flowers are red and willow-colored, and the rain drains the Xiangjiang River.

Three thousand troubles silk, a body of flowers like brocade in the flower wine land, the cold water of the Xiangjiang River is cold, the cold water is cold, the silk is sad, who has heard of it?

The scholar held the bamboo slip in his left hand and behind his right hand, cold and silent.

After the song, the scholar stepped into the air and left.

Ten fingers calmed the strings, Han Rou lowered his eyebrows, and whispered to himself: "Will Childe like today's tune?"

"Good!"

After the song, some people in the audience applauded.

At the end of the song, the crowd dispersed, and the house was full of well-dressed and wealthy, leaving only Xia Xu and the two people beside him.

Xia Xu smiled bitterly, got up and bowed to Han Rou, he said, "Han girl, is this a sweetheart?"

Han Rou pressed her hip bone with her left hand, pressed her left hand with her right hand, and bowed her head to Xia Xu.

Han Rou didn't hide it, and said with a smile: "What the prince said is good, it's true." ”

Before Xia Xu could speak, a close attendant next to him opened his mouth to threaten, and he said, "Our prince is interested in you, and you are so fond of others?"

Xia Xu wrinkled his eyebrows and glanced at him, and said coldly: "Mouth is good!"

There was anger in the words, and there was a hint of murderous intent.

When the latter heard this, his vest was drenched in cold sweat, as the prince's close attendant, of course he knew that the prince was really angry, and he should know what to do next.

The guard bent down and apologized to Han Rou: "I don't know how to be polite, please don't blame Miss Han." ”

When Han Rou heard this, she also bowed her head and saluted, she was in the flower field, this kind of thing was naturally customary, if the other party was strong, what could she do if she was a weak woman?

Xia Xu gave up his hand again and said apologetically: "Miss Han, then we will leave first!"

After a while, Han Rou was the only one left on the third floor, and she smiled bitterly and whispered to herself: "Flower dust prostitute, how can you talk about accompanying each other?"

Xia Xu took the two out of Fengyue Tower, and then got into the carriage and returned to the official post.

The carriage was a little bumpy, and the three of them sat together, Xia Xu smiled and said, "I really don't know which virtuous person actually fell into the heart of the cold girl." ”

Chen Hu and Zhang Long, two close attendants, heard this. Zhang Long asked respectfully, "Prince, do you need to check it?"

Xia Xu smiled: "Naturally, if that person has no intention, just looks at the cold girl's appearance?"

The words gradually fell, and Xia Xu made a motion to wipe his neck.

Zhang Long nodded, indicating that he understood.

Chen Hu was puzzled, he was displeased with Miss Han's words, and now he was like this, he said, "What is the prince?"

Xia Xu smiled lightly and sighed: "This woman is really hard to find, as the prince of this dynasty, is it... Do you still need to force a woman to fail?"

Chen Hu and Zhang Long already understood that the prince was broad-minded and open-minded, how could he do such a rude thing as forcing a woman, if Miss Han fell in love with that person was a lewd rat, he would rather be spurned by Miss Han than bear to let her sink from now on.

Two days later

Xiwangcheng is still closed, and the streets are cold. The peach blossoms are still like jade, attracting butterflies in the wind. The scholar still listened to the piano in the pavilion, and his expression was indifferent.

On the third floor of this Fengyue Building, there is only one person in the room.

He was dressed in a python robe, his black face was bright, and his right hand was playing with the jade wrench in his left hand, this person was Mu Tianxiong, the martial marquis of Xiwangcheng, and the ironclad man was heroic, but here, he put away his anger on the battlefield, and he was ordinary.

Today's spring rain is drenched, and Fengyue Tower was covered by Mu Tianxiong, so it is extremely deserted.

Play the piano, listen to the music and listen to the rain.

On the red stage, the cold and soft touches the qin, the scholars outside the attic listen to the music, and the Wuhou pours wine under the red stage.

Calm the strings, only the rain remains.

Mu Tianxiong drank it all, thoughtfully, and asked, "Xiao Han, this is... Got a sweetheart?"

Han Rou got up, pressed her hip bone with her left hand, pressed her left hand with her right hand, and bowed her head with her legs bent and kneeled, she said, "Don't hide it from Mu Ye, it's true." ”

When Mu Tianxiong heard this, he poured another glass of wine and said with a smile: "Which family's son? Mu Ye helped you arrest him!"

Han Rou lowered her eyebrows and bowed, and said, "That person has been listening to music for a few days, so he may have left a long time ago!"

There was a hint of loss in his voice. Perhaps the white-faced scholar had already left after listening to it, without stopping for a moment.

Mu Tianxiong heard Han Rou's lost tone, frowned, and said unhappily: "Which son, I will transfer troops to detain that child!"

Outside the attic, the scholar did not say a word and left in the air.

The three thousand elite soldiers and horses are looking for people all over the city, and this iron-faced scholar is as stable as Mount Tai. The scholar held a bamboo slip in his left hand, and behind his right hand, with an indifferent expression, he walked on the bluestone street to the restaurant to drink and eat.

Unexpectedly, when the second child of the restaurant saw that this scholar dared to come, he couldn't help but be full of panic, and he said helplessly: "Guest officer, don't bother the little one, the little girl who was with you yesterday was taken away, and those military masters are unreasonable!"

The scholar frowned and asked, "Where?"

The shopkeeper no longer greeted the scholar, picked up a rag and wiped the small table by himself, without saying a word.

The scholar sneered, turned and left, no longer bothering.

———

Outside the West King City, there are green mountains and clear waters, and a green forest.

Jin Ye sat on a bluestone by the river to fish, holding a bamboo pole with both hands, the bamboo pole is wireless, the line has no hook, and the hook has no bait.

I saw Xue Susuza walking in the shade of the tree behind Jin Ye, it was a sweaty and pitiful one.

In the past few days, Xue Susu has been extremely difficult, she has always been everyone's best girl, she is a greenhouse flower, and she must not be able to stand the training of this cheap master. If he said a word, this cheap master would spank himself, which was very obscene and shameless, and Xue Susu was afraid for a while when he thought of the pleasure of satisfying this bad old man.

Xue Susu gritted her teeth, her clear peach blossom eyes seemed to have the same coldness as killing her father, and her small mouth was sonorous and powerful.

"Oops-old-head-son-you have it, I'll definitely beat your ass if I build the avenue!"

Jin Ye chuckled at the corner of his mouth, and raised his voice to speak: "Don't you be in vain, don't you ......?"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by the voice of Xue Susu's immature little daughter and scolded him.

"Get out, you bad old man, keep your sister's widow!"

The corners of Jin Ye's mouth twitched, the bamboo pole he was holding almost fell into the river, he stopped speaking, and sighed helplessly: I am a flower fairy and jade tree in the wind, although I am more romantic, but when did I become a bad old man?

"Hua Zhijin, look at the good things you have done!" a cold voice came, only hearing his voice, not his person.

Jin Ye was stunned, who else could this voice have besides the face paralysis book fairy?

"Good thing, I don't seem to have done anything good!" Jin Ye frowned and pondered.

Xue Susu on the side saw that his face was paralyzed again, and he didn't speak, anyway, it was not a good thing to be mixed with this bad old man.

The scholar loomed, and after three breaths, he was already standing on the bluestone beside Jin Ye.

The scholar's expression was cold, and his right hand took out the bamboo slip in his arms and hit Jin Ye's head with a "snap".

The bamboo pole in Jin Ye's hand fell into the river in an instant, and he glanced at his side face with his head in both hands, and said in pain and tears: "Why are you beating me with facial paralysis!"

Xue Susu, who was walking in the shade of the tree, glanced at her head and covered her mouth and snickered.

The scholar looked at the green forest on the other side of the river, holding a bamboo slip in his right hand, and behind his right hand, he also chirped: "Count it yourself!"

Jin Ye covered his aching head with an innocent face, held back his tears, and said unhappily: "Forget it! Why are you beating people!"

Xue Susu continued to glance and cover her mouth and snicker, you bad old man also have today, you deserve it!

Then, Jin Ye was distracted for a while, and after coming back to his senses, he immediately jumped up, held his head in his hands and exclaimed: "Why was that little girl arrested?"

The scholar looked at him with a black line, and said, "You don't know it yourself?"

Jin Ye bared his teeth and smiled, put his right arm on the scholar's shoulder, glanced at him, and said, "It's not a big problem, this immortal will save her from fire and water!"

The scholar didn't say a word and left.

Jin Ye didn't hold steady this time, and fell into the river with a "plop", rippling blue water, setting off small waves. With a shout of displeasure, "You're paralyzed!

Xue Susu no longer snickered, and sat on the ground with a laughing belly, you bad old man also deserve today!

Jin Ye crawled onto the shore like a duck in the water, watching him roll on the ground and making fun of his good boy.

The corners of Jin Ye's mouth twitched, and he rushed forward to pick up Xue Sukang on his shoulder, and slapped the latter's ass with a "snap" with his right hand, and joked with horizontal eyes: "Are you still making fun of being a teacher?"

Xue Susu looked innocent and stopped teasing, but instead choked sobs because of the hot pain in her buttocks.

"Master... In vain... Don't dare... Woooooooo

Jin Ye smiled proudly, then put her down, and said, "Lead the way, I want to discuss things with your old man!"

Xue Susu sat on the ground and wiped her tears with her hands, and said, "What are you going to do!"

"I'll send you home, alas!" said Master Jin, with a long sigh on his shoulders.

Xue Susu suddenly smiled and exclaimed, "Really!"

"Fake, follow me to save people. ”

Xue Susu scolded: "You give Miss Ben a death!"

To be continued, next chapter