Chapter 7: Jealousy Secretly Strikes

The conversation between the four men stopped at some point, and they didn't know what they had changed, and occasionally let out a laugh or two. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info Huyan Warm Heart didn't pay much attention. As long as she is not suspected by the people of the Huyan family, she is not interested, maybe she will go back when she is hit, although she was hit, maybe there is some miracle that she was not knocked down the mountain, maybe she is still alive.

Although talking to Jin Yuyue, Hu Yan Nuanxin didn't have much thought, most of them were also Jin Yuyue talking, and a bigger part was the silence of the two.

"I heard that Miss Jin is the best at playing the piano, I wonder if Miss Jin can play a song to let us feast our ears?" Mo Liuchi's words sounded, and several people unconsciously looked at Jin Yuyue.

Jin Ming seemed a little unhappy, and was about to say something but was interrupted by Jin Yuyue.

"The Seventh Prince spoke, and the courtiers should be ugly." Jin Yuyue stood up, but the corner of her eyes swept towards Mo Liufeng.

Her gaze naturally did not escape the eyes of several people present, Mo Liufeng turned a blind eye, Mo Liuchi smiled proudly, Hu Yanqing was indifferent, Jin Ming's face was dark, but he was helpless, Hu Yan warmed his heart, and he looked at the show.

After the song, Hu Yan had to say that she played very well, but compared to the piano and flute ensemble she just heard, it was worse. But several people were amazed by their cooperation. After all, it is a fact that she plays well, and these few words of praise are still acceptable.

So, a few people chatted again, and this time they counted Huyan Nuanxin and Jin Yuyue.

Jin Yuyue's words, most of them came along the ink wind, she was reserved and quiet, but it was just right for people to understand her mind. The people present knew it, but they didn't know what Mo Liufeng was thinking in his heart.

He pretended not to know the whole time, keeping his distance just right. Ignoring some of the thoughts, the conversation was pleasant. It's just that Jin Yuyue is also arrogant, and she can see it from the previous conversation, no, it seems that she is also gambling.

"Miss Huyan seems to have some research on tea, I wonder what Miss thinks of this tea?"

Hu Yan warmed his heart and felt that the ink flow pool was here to find fault. Look at the treacherous way he smiled, and Hu Yan's warm teeth itched.

"I don't dare to say anything about the research, but I only know a little bit about it." Hu Yan smiled warmly, but avoided talking about his questioning.

Mo Liuchi smiled brighter and brighter, "I think this tea is not good at all, why don't you make a pot yourself?" ā€

Hu Yan looked at the light in Mo Liuchi's eyes with a warm heart, didn't she just fool him once, as for this?

"Making tea depends on the mood, if the tea master is in a bad mood, the tea brewed will not be good, in order not to disturb everyone's fun, the courtiers dare not offer ugliness."

"Even so, we can't force it." Mo Liufeng's words interrupted the ink flow pool that was about to continue to speak, and the ink flow pool had to close his mouth and no longer speak, but Jin Yuyue's face changed a little.

Several people continued the topic,

Mo Liuchi's eyes were on Huyan Nuanxin from time to time, making Huyan Nuanxin uncomfortable. And at the beginning, Jin Yuyue's gaze also looked at her, which made her extremely depressed, but fortunately, she soon withdrew her gaze.

"I have always known that General Huyan teaches his daughters well, and Miss Huyan is a famous talented woman, I don't know what Miss Huyan is good at?" As he spoke, Mo Liuchi led the topic to Hu Yan's warm heart again, and even Jin Yuyue opened her mouth to help.

"Yes, I have long heard that the Huyan family has a strict education, and the second miss will not be much worse than the eldest miss."

Hu Yanqing wanted to stop him, but he didn't say it. It is difficult to get rid of the person who is targeted by the ink pool, but it is better to go along with him, so as not to make trouble for him. It's just that how Hu Yan's warm heart provoked him, Hu Yanqing is incomprehensible.

Hu Yan Nuan knew that these two were sincerely looking for faults, so it was not impossible for him to do so.

"Since the Seventh Prince has opened his mouth, the courtiers will play a song for you, is there a flute here?" Hu Yan looked at the ink pool with a warm heart and smiled brightly.

"Bitter winter." Mo Liuchi shouted, and then heard a response, and after a while, he saw a man in a strong suit come in and hand Hu Yan a flute. Huyan warmed his heart and saw that this flute was worth a lot of money. Secretly slandering luxury.

"Miss Huyan, can I start?" Inkpool asked.

Huyan blinked warmly and smiled, "Of course." ā€

The melodious sound of the flute overflowed, and suddenly, the audience was silent, just a prelude, it had already attracted everyone, Moliuchi's smile was even stronger, Moliufeng's action of drinking tea stopped, Jin Ming's eyes looked at Hu Yan without blinking, Hu Yanqing's eyes showed doubts, and Jin Yuyue's face was incredible.

It was a strange piece to them, something they had never heard before.

In the song, there is a sadness, but when I hear it, there is a hint of coldness in my ears.

"What a flute!"

At the end of the song, Hu Yan warmly opened his mouth and praised.

Only then did everyone come back to their senses from the song they had just played.

"If Miss Huyan likes it, she will give it to Miss." Inkflow wind opening. With a gentle smile.

Hu Yan looked at Moliuchi with warm eyes, but heard Moliufeng smile and said, "Don't worry, that flute belongs to this king, and this king has also been the master." ā€

Not an inkpool? If it is the warmth of the ink pool, Hu Yan feels that he is also at ease, but since it is not......

"It's not a gentleman's job to take people's favors, how dare a courtier accept such a heavy gift."

"This flute is not as valuable in the hands of this king as it is in the hands of the young lady."

Mo Liufeng sincerely wanted to send it, but Hu Yan no longer shirked his warm heart, so he accepted it.

"King Xie Zhao."

"What kind of tune did Miss Huyan play just now? The king had never heard of it. ā€

"This piece was written by an old gentleman and is called 'Poppy Beauty'. The courtiers also got the score by chance. ā€

Seeing that Hu Yan was warm and didn't want to say more, Mo Liufeng didn't ask more, so I diverted the topic again.

Hu Yanqing's warm mind began to wander, just now Hu Yanqing's suspicious gaze, she noticed it, which made her feel uneasy, although Hu Yanqing was only a moment of doubt, and had already looked away, but she knew that Hu Yanqing had doubts in his heart, if he went down again, he would definitely be suspicious.

As a result, Hu Yan Nuanxin ignored the other gaze that had been falling on her.

After sitting for a while, Hu Yan warmly excused himself out of the cabin and stood at the bow of the boat, at this time the boats in the lake were scattered everywhere, especially there were no boats around this boat. And people also gathered in the cabin, Hu Yannuan put on his cloak, stood at the bow of the boat, looked up at the moon, and had a lot of thoughts.

Hu Yan Nuanxin didn't notice the footsteps coming from behind him, let alone the deliberately light footsteps.

But in the end, Hu Yan's warm heart seemed to be aware of it and wanted to turn around, but it was too late, the person behind her had already made a move, and at the moment she fell into the water, she still saw that face, and she suddenly thought that women were jealous, but she never expected that person would want to kill her.