"Then sing it to him." Yu Li Xiao pointed to the early morning.

Yu Qingchen has a super memory, and has undergone long-term hard training, so as long as it is something that has been heard and seen, it only needs to be remembered once, although it is not said to be exactly the same, but it is also eight 、、、 nine and ten.

He remembered it for a moment, and then hummed the melody he had heard that night.

Yu Yining listened, frowned slightly, and whispered: "King Chen's singing skills are still not beneficial." ”

"Do you want to be a showman?" Yu Lixiao waved the paper in his hand and smashed it on his head.

Yu Yining took a beating, quickly got up, arched his fists, and said with a serious face: "Father is angry, and the son knows what kind of magic sound it is." ”

Mo Wenli twitched from the corner of his mouth and turned his face away. Those few people still didn't understand Yu Yining's temperament, and they were waiting to hear the answer. I saw him holding one hand behind him, pointing at Yu Qingchen with the other and saying: "The Demon Sound of the Morning King, people's souls have been shattered, how can you still have the heart to distinguish the direction of the sound and rhythm." He"

"Stinky boy, this is what you did in the Cold Water Palace?"

Yu Lixiao's face was green again, waving and fighting, his face was full of gritted teeth, and he hated that iron could not become steel.

"It's not too late for my father to listen to his son's singing, and then punish his son."

Yu Yining dodged, dusted his sleeves lightly, raised his chin slightly, and his neck was slightly hooked into an elegant arc. Young, radiant skin, as warm and radiant as jade.

He only listened to half of it, and he actually sang exactly the same, and even sang a little bit of cold and resentful artistic conception!

Yu Lixiao was stunned, turned his head to look at Mo Wenli, and asked in a low voice, "Did anyone teach him?" ”

"I also listened for the first time, who taught him."

Mo Wenli shook his head, his face full of appreciation. This boy was extremely intelligent, learned everything immediately, had his father's courageous demeanor, and his mother's brilliant mind, and was the best apprentice of his life. He taught him to use poison, formations, hidden weapons, and swordsmanship. In addition, Yu Lixiao taught him a strong internal strength since he was a child, so that his martial arts are unique, and there is no second similar one in the world.

Yu Lixiao looked at his son again.

This is a beautiful young man who is unparalleled in the world, with a resolute face, starry eyes, crooked lips, and a somewhat arrogant smile, a bit like Mo Wenli.

"Okay." He withdrew his gaze, refusing to make the kid too proud.

A little loss slipped through Yu Yining's eyes, a sixteen-year-old boy, his edge was exposed, and he didn't know how to converge. was driven to the Cold Water Palace by his father, stayed for several years, and could only see his mother once or twice a year, and he couldn't say that there was no resentment in his heart. I heard that Yu Qingchen was reused, often accompanied by the emperor, and his heart had already been on fire, and when he came back this time, he made up his mind to compete for the level and show his prince's majesty.

"Father, sister's affairs, let the sons and daughters take care of it. Sons should share their sorrows with their fathers and mothers. He took a step forward, and slammed it to the end, earnestly asking for his life.

Yu Lixiao's heart swayed a little, this is a good time to train him, but the little girl's life can't tolerate half a mistake, and he doesn't dare to hand over such an important matter to Yu Yining, who has never done things alone.

After a moment of silence, he pointed at Yu Qingchen, "You can do it in the morning, and let Yining follow you to learn more." ”

Yu Yining's face changed slightly, but he still turned around and clenched his fist to Yu Qingchen, "Please ask the Morning King for more advice." ”

"Don't dare, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is serious." Yu Qingchen was a young man, and he could see that the young prince was not convinced, so he smiled slightly, raised his hand and slapped him lightly on the shoulder, "You and my brother work together to save my sister is the important thing." ”

"Yes." Yu Yining looked solemn and nodded slightly. He is not a person who does not know the importance of the matter, and he also knows that his father is not at ease to hand over this matter to him who is too young, but what Yu Qingchen can do, can he also do, so as to live up to the reputation of his father and mother, and not to disgrace them, saying that they gave birth to a useless son.

The boat docked, Yu Lixiao picked up Yu Yan, who was still asleep, and slowly walked to the dock.

It was already dark, and the snow was spread with a thin layer of white on the ground, and when you stepped on it, there were two lines of shallow footprints. Bo Xiguoer felt very strange and kept stepping on the side. The pebble was covered with a thin frost, and Bo Xiguo'er's foot slipped, and he let out an exclamation and fell backwards.

"Be careful."

Two beautiful voices sounded at the same time, and two hands, one left and one right, held her.

Bo Xi Guo'er looked left and right, on the left was Yu Yining, and on the right was Yu Qingchen. Yu Yining's eyes were extremely bright, brighter than Xingchen, the young man was calm and open, and the smile on the corner of his lips was hooked into a charming arc.

Bo Xiguo'er blushed, quickly stood firm, and thanked the two.

"There's no snow in Huyu, right?" Yu Yining gently patted the snowflakes falling on her shoulder and asked her with a smile.

"Oh." Bo Xiguo'er's face turned even redder.

"When this matter is over, I will take you to Fengshan to see the snow." Yu Yining pointed to the south and whispered: "The maple trees in the mountains, like fire, covered with snow, and the magnificent scenery in the world, will definitely feast your eyes." ”

Bo Xi Guo'er's eyes lit up, and when he saw that he was approachable, he slowly relaxed, and whispered behind him about the snow scene on Feng Mountain.

Yu Qingchen and the Eleventh King walked side by side behind the two, raising their eyes from time to time to look forward.

The eleventh king put a fan on his lips, turned his head a little, and whispered, "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince doesn't like you." ”

"A child's heart." Yu Qingchen smiled.

"Like you're old." The Eleventh King laughed and tapped his fan on his shoulder, "However, you are indeed old-fashioned. ”

Yu Qingchen was still smiling, and his eyes fell on Bo Xiguo'er bouncing around, like a small