Ling Fengyun did like Qiong Yulou too, especially listening to Ning Qiongqiong play the piano, but she only performed the last finale every day. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

She is always dressed in a black veil, whether she sits at the piano table and strokes the guqin, or holds the pipa vertically on the plum blossom stool, it gives people a sense of being out of the world.

She sat there quietly, as if she wasn't sitting there, as if she was far, far away from you, she was just sitting in her own other world, there was no stage, no audience, only the piano.

When the sound of the piano sounds, it is elegant and lofty, and the clouds are all relieved, as if the sound of the piano is coming from a distance and from the sky, ethereal and clear, without a trace of fireworks.

The audience is often in the clouds, and the lingering sound knows that the song has ended, and the piano has been emptied. Everyone had to leave in a huff, or find a private room on the second floor to find another one.

But Ning Qiongqiong had a general impression of Fengyun, and she didn't know why Uncle Xu would solemnly entrust such a young man to her.

The boy did not always come, but every time he came, he was always alone, sitting quietly in a distant corner, not talking to anyone, or drinking tea, or drinking, or just quietly listening to her play the harp, slowly coveting the contents of the cup. After listening to her play, the wine was already half drunk, and she left in a daze and silently.

Grandpa Zhuo had secretly followed him behind his back for a few days, and he stopped following, but he was a little worried.

On this day, it's time for Ning Qiongqiong to appear at the end. She had just played a few times when she heard a commotion outside, and several drunken military masters broke down the door noisily.

Everyone's Yaxing was disturbed, and they couldn't help complaining in disgust and turned their heads to watch, but one by one they immediately fell silent.

Coming in were a few Jinyi guards and the commander of the Jinyi guard, Ji Gang.

When Ning Qiongqiong saw Ji Gang, she couldn't help but tremble, and a string had broken.

Ji Gang staggered onto the stage, pointed at Ning Qiongqiong and said, "What are you playing here?" poignant, change to a lively one for the master. ”

But when she saw Ning Qiongqiong holding the qin and retreating, she was already a little trembling. Ji Gang snorted with the smell of wine, and suddenly rushed forward and ripped off Ning Qiongqiong's veil.

"Ahh Ning Qiongqiong screamed, everyone saw it, but they were also cold, only to see a long scar slanted on a pretty face, which made people unbearable to look at directly.

Ning Qiongqiong was already screaming and covering her face with her hands, her body shaking.

"Hah! Little fan, it turned out to be you. Ji Gang burst out laughing.

Suddenly, a person stepped forward, inserted himself between them, helped Ning Qiongqiong, and escorted him to the backstage.

When Ji Gang saw it, he was a young man in a green coat and cloth robe. I was stunned for a moment, stopped laughing, got angry in my heart, and then laughed again: "yes, there are really people who are not afraid of death, dare to be here to protect the flower messenger, which onion are you." ”

The young man smiled at Ji Gang, "Hehe, this son is not a green onion, he is the nephew of the current prince, don't you care?" ”

"What's so great about you, the nephew of the current crown prince? I don't care! Ji Gang was still drunk and shouted at the top of his voice.

"Yo, you're not even afraid of the current prince?" The young man smiled disdainfully at Ji Gang, as if telling everyone that Ji Gang was bragging and pretending to be big.

When Ji Gang heard the word prince, although his mind was clearer, he saw that everyone in the audience was looking at him, but he didn't want to save face. But he also held on, drunk and muttered: "Lao Tzu is not afraid of anyone." And look at the young man again, he has helped Ning Qiongqiong into the backstage.

Ji Gang continued to follow, but he was hugged by the slightly more sober entourage behind him, and dragged him to persuade him to leave.

Because they did hear that there was a young master Ling Fengyun in the Wei State Mansion recently, and the crown prince and the king of Han actually deigned to visit their nephew in person, and it turned out to be this young man in Tsing Yi.

At this time, Miss Duan Yu, who was in charge of the reception of Qiong Yu Building, was also full of smiles, and she stepped forward: "Oh, Master Ji, you have a lot of adults, why do you have the same knowledge as that doll." I'll find you a few girls to play with. With that, he dragged Ji Gang away.

Fengyun helped Ning Qiongqiong and found that she was shrunk and could barely walk. When a maid heard the news, she greeted her with a pale face and nervously, leading the way, and entered the second floor of a two-story small building in the backyard of the second gate, Ning Qiongqiong's own room.

The maid didn't have Ning Qiongqiong's order, she just stood outside the door and didn't dare to enter.

Fengyun helped Ning Qiongqiong into the room, sat on a round stool next to the desk, poured a glass of water, and said warmly: "Sister Qiongqiong, drink a glass of water." ”

When Ning Qiongqiong heard this, she raised her face to look at Fengyun with teary eyes, she didn't expect this young man to call her like this.

She took the water, took two sips, slowly calmed down, and said, "Thank you." You shouldn't have helped me today. If there is such a thing in the future, no matter what happens, you don't care, I will deal with it, otherwise your life is in danger. ”

"No, don't worry, sister, I'm measured." Fengyun said with a smile. Fengyun was very moved, at this time, the first thing Ning Qiongqiong could think of was not to involve others, it can be seen that Uncle Xu knows people well.

"Do you know who he is?" Ning Qiongqiong asked.

"I know, Jinyi Wei commands Ji Gang." Because as soon as Ji Gang came in, Fengyun heard someone in the theater muttering quietly.

"Then you dare to provoke too? In case something happens, how can I explain to Uncle Xu and Grandpa Zhuo? Ning Qiongqiong said angrily.

Angry is angry, and she has a good impression of this teenager. This is a teenager who laughs as brightly as the sun. It's just that this teenager is very strange. When he is fine, he is always gloomy on his face when "the boy doesn't know the taste of sorrow"; This happened, but it started laughing.

"Hee-hee, I'm not afraid of him, and I don't need you to be responsible." Fengyun still didn't care, as if he was facing a bed bug.

Then, he asked with concern: "Sister, did he bully you before?" If it's convenient, you tell me, and I want to help you get angry. Fengyun saw Ning Qiongqiong cowering like this, and knew that there must be a reason.

One sentence touched Ning Qiongqiong's sadness again. After pondering for a long time, Ning Qiongqiong still wanted to persuade Fengyun and said, "Do you know? Back then, in order to protect me, Xue Lu, the Marquis of Yangwu, reasoned with him, but he broke his head with an iron melon and almost died. ”

"Hehe, sister, don't worry, I'll avenge you. He couldn't hit my head, and I hit him in the head. Fengyun smiled happily. It seems that I have been depressed for a long time, and I finally did something happy.

"Ah, you just hit him in the head?" Ning Qiongqiong was startled.

"No, when I was talking just now, I only talked about the prince, and I gave him a trick. It is estimated that the conversation between the two of us will be spread tomorrow, and at that time, the crown prince and the emperor will help my sister break his head. Ha ha. Fengyun seems to have seen the scene of Ji Gang being beaten.

At this time, Ning Qiongqiong realized that this young man was so powerful, seemingly casual, and he had stopped planning in his gestures, and his thinking was quick and meticulous.

No wonder Uncle Xu and Grandpa Zhuo trust him so much, and they are also obedient. I thought it might be out of doting, but now it seems that it is really a relic of the family. So Ning Qiongqiong no longer dared to treat him as a teenager.

Ning Qiongqiong hurriedly bowed down and bowed, "Thank you, son." ”

"Sister, don't be so polite. Just call me Fengyun. Fengyun hurriedly helped him up and said.

Ning Qiongqiong said miserably: "As an official prostitute, how dare Qiongqiong climb high? ”

Fengyun said sincerely: "No, sister. It's all about making people, what's wrong with my sister? In Fengyun's heart, my sister is still a lady of Ning's family, noble and elegant. ”

Ning Qiongqiong has never heard such words for more than ten years, and she is moved to grief.

The next day, sure enough, the Jingshi began to circulate yesterday's Qiongyulou incident, and those who had good deeds added fuel and vinegar. Some people say that Ling Fengyun is a young master, some people say that Ling Fengyun is a hero who has the courage to save the United States, and Ji Gang is said to be arrogant, not because he doesn't take him, the prince's nephew, in his eyes, but because he doesn't take the emperor and the prince in his eyes.

Of course, the driving force behind this public opinion is the figure of the Dragon and Phoenix Gang, and Ling Fengyun has already arranged it overnight.

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