Yun Qian knew the news that the two pavilion masters were coming back early in the morning, so she led everyone in the pavilion out of the city gate to greet their pavilion masters in the long pavilion ten miles outside the city.

It was also at this time that Yun Han knew that this Lingyun Pavilion, which was known as a hero's tomb by the world, was actually owned by Xue'er. He silently calculated the gap between himself and Cher in his heart, and sighed in frustration. The identity of the prince of Southern Chu Wu, whom he was proud of, couldn't be taken out at all in front of Xue'er. In this way, he wants to be favored by beauties, is there some toad who wants to eat swan meat - too much self-control?

Murong Lingxue looked at the man beside him in wonder, looking up for a while, looking down and sighing for a while, she couldn't understand what was going on with him, and couldn't help but ask with concern, "Idiot, what's wrong with you?"

Nangong Yunhan pursed her lips and looked at Miss Murong, and there was still some coquettishness in her tone, "Xue'er, since ancient times, beauties love heroes. You see that Feng'er and Brother Mo are very compatible, and when you come to me...... "Thinking that he was standing in his old age and had no achievements, Nangong Shizi's mood became even lower, and he couldn't even speak.

Murong Lingxue never thought that he was thinking about this, and shook his head funny, "What? Are you afraid of the prestige of Lingyun Pavilion? Or are you afraid that you will also be sad about the beauty pass and die in the 'Hero's Tomb'?"

Nangong Yunhan opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say. "Beauty Pass", didn't he already fall into it and couldn't extricate himself? He just felt that he was not worthy of Xue'er.

But he didn't want Murong Lingxue to raise his eyebrows and said angrily, "Okay, you dare to question my vision? How could the man I Murong Lingxue personally choose be an ordinary man?"

Nangong Yunhan also wanted to convince himself, but unfortunately he never had much merit in his life, what was the difference between him and ordinary people.

Murong Lingxue raised her hand and struck him the head, "Why do you think you call it a hero? Is Yun Mo like that? He is brave enough to throw himself into hell and save the world." However, he left Feng'er here alone and was sad for him, how can this account be calculated?"

Nangong Yunhan looked at Murong Lingxue, and his head was a little unable to turn around.

Murong Lingxue put her hand on the back of his hand and held it gently, "Women have never asked so much. 'Hold the hand of the son, grow old with the son'. As far as I am concerned, the one who can be by my side for the rest of my life, pamper me and protect me, and don't let me worry or worry is my beloved, my hero Murong Lingxue. Is this you?"

Nangong Yunhan nodded vigorously, "It's me, of course it's me!" Xue'er, I will definitely do my best to protect you and love you." I'm not going to let anyone hurt you. I, Nangong Yunhan, swear, as long as you don't bombard me away, I will never leave you!"

When he was excited, he spoke louder, and everyone around him heard it, and many of them turned their heads to hide their mouths and snicker. Ouyang Feifei laughed exaggeratedly and fell into Nangong Hao's arms, "Hahaha, Han'er's stupid son really had a fight with you back then." No, no, no, it's exactly the same! I've seen what it means to 'have a father, there must be a son.'" You two are so cute!" Ouyang Feifei's words not only damaged her son, but also sold her husband, which made Nangong Hao's face flushed, and it evoked the memories of many people. An Shuli and the others invariably thought of the scene when Lord Wu proposed to Miss Ouyang, not to mention, there are really similarities. Therefore, Yun Han's "stupidity" is with his father.

Ouyang Feifei's love for Murong Lingxue is needless to say. Regarding this princess, Xiao Lingxue really heard her mother mention it, not to mention that the temperament of the two was unexpectedly compatible. Murong Lingxue also stayed in Wuwang's Mansion with peace of mind, happily waiting for her family style baby to come back, and by the way, she inquired about her mother's youth. Feng'er understood it from the second master, and she didn't know if it didn't make sense.

There are four main courtyards of Meilan, Zhuju and Ju in King Wu's mansion. Now the old prince lives in the chrysanthemum garden, the princess is in Lanxuan, the bamboo realm is the territory of Nangong Yunhan, and the Meiju is owned by the mysterious second young master in the Wuwang Mansion. Ouyang Feifei thought about it and arranged Murong Lingxue in the Bamboo Realm, since she really regarded this little Xue'er as her own daughter, how could her own girl have a reason to live in the guest room? In fact, what is more important is that she really doesn't dare to touch her youngest son. If one day he came back and found that his yard had been touched, no one would be able to resist it.

The whole day was spent in Ouyang Feifei's excitement, and after a day of trouble with the princess, Murong Lingxue was really tired, she was not as squeamish as Ling Feng and still picked a bed, and she dreamed of not knowing what year it was with her pillow. Until midnight, Murong Lingxue suddenly woke up from her dream and looked out the window with her big confused eyes. A burst of piano sounds came from outside, sometimes near and sometimes far away, slow and urgent, and the sound would stop for a moment to the extreme, which can be described as "the bottom of the warbler is slippery, and it is difficult to go down the drift ice of the secluded spring." The ice fountain is cold and astringent, and the condensation will not be silent for a while. ”

Murong Lingxue put on her clothes and pushed the door and walked out, standing in the courtyard looking for the direction of the piano.

In the past few days, I have been used to going to bed late, Nangong Yunhan is also tossing in bed at this time, I can't sleep, and when I saw someone walking around in the yard, I simply turned over and got up to find out.

"Why are you running out to blow the wind without sleeping at night?"

Murong Lingxue turned her head and glared at him, and was about to go out with her legs, but Nangong Yunhan grabbed her, "Hey, where are you going to go in the middle of the night? ”

"Let go," Murong Lingxue wanted to break away, but the other party dragged him too tightly, so he simply asked him, "Do you know where the sound of the piano came from?"

"The sound of the piano?" Nangong Yunhan looked around and stared at her strangely, "How can there be the sound of the piano? You can't hear the ghost playing the piano, right?"

Murong Lingxue looked stunned and frowned. Nangong Yunhan on the side suddenly bent down and laughed, "Hahaha, your expression is too cute." Okay, okay, I can hear the piano. ”

Nangong Yunhan finally stopped laughing under the angry gaze of the little beauty, and his expression became serious, "But I didn't lie to you, this is indeed a ghost playing the piano." ”

The sound of the piano came from the Qin study of the Wuwang Mansion. Since a year ago, it has been ringing every midnight. At first, the people in the palace didn't know what was going on, but as soon as someone entered the Qin study, the sound of the piano would definitely stop, and when they left, the sound of the piano would sound immediately. Over time, everyone is rumored to be haunted by ghosts in Qin's study. Generally speaking, Nangong Yunhan would not believe it, but he brought someone in to check, and he knew very well that there was no one in the study at that time except for them.