Su Wanliang reined in his thoughts, raised his head and looked up coldly towards the brocade-robed man just now, "I don't know what the son thinks of this piano sound?" Can Wanliang have the qualifications to go up to the second floor?! ”

The man saw that everyone was looking at him again, and even had a few unkind eyes, and stammered and said, "Miss Su...... Sound ...... Amazing, unobstructed in the mouth, hehe......"

Su Wanliang smiled "kindly": "Son, you have to pay attention, you can eat indiscriminately, and you can't talk nonsense!" People who don't know still think that you are a spy of another country? ”

The entire Xiaoyao Building was quiet because of Su Wanliang's words, and the people around the man were extremely vaguely far away from him, and cold sweat fell out of the man's head, and his expression was a little panicked.

"Miss Su is really good at joking, how can she be a spy in the next place?"

Su Wanliang said a meaningful "oh", and there was no further talk.

The man seemed relieved to see that Su Wanliang was no longer entangled with him, but he didn't know that Yiqiē had been seen by the emperor on the second floor, and someone would come to take him "away" later, and he had already been sentenced to death!!

First Su Wanliang's couplet, and then her piano sound, the same amazed everyone, all of a sudden, it was like the brightest color in the capital suddenly exploded, and the talents of other ladies were all dull and became tasteless.

And Su Wanliang, who was talking with Han Moqing on the second floor, naturally didn't know, and he didn't know what calculations Su Xuanting, Mo Xiyao and others who were still on the first floor were making, and they probably didn't care even if they knew.

And in the Accord on the far right of the second floor, Emperor Zhao raised his eyebrows and looked at Gu Moheng who was sitting on the side with some surprise, although his nephew himself was not cold, but today it was even colder, and it was only more than the weather outside!

But what's interesting is that it turned out to be because of the appearance of Miss Su Wanliang of the Su family.

Sure enough, the daughter of the Yun family has the style she had back then, and even more so than her, not only the boy of the Shen family outside, but even Gu Moheng, who is not close to women, is actually tempted.

Emperor Zhao squinted his eyes and sipped his tea, his fingers knocked on the table one by one, and those who knew him well knew what he was thinking.

Suddenly, Gu Moheng interrupted the dullness in the room with a voice, only to hear him say coldly: "Your Majesty, Su Wanliang is the princess I have prescribed, and she is the only one in this life!" ”

Emperor Zhao paused and leaned back, the cotton cushion on the chair made him more comfortable, only to see him look at Gu Moheng with a cold face with a smile, "But Miss Su seems to like Shen Runqing more!" And I want her to be my daughter-in-law! ”

"She's not suitable, she prefers freedom, just like the person Her Majesty likes." Gu Moheng looked intently at Su Wanliang, who was laughing diagonally on the second floor.

Emperor Zhao's face was embarrassed for a moment, and soon regained his calmness, "Which is more important between Su Wanliang and the honor of the Dingguo Marquis Mansion, Mo Heng, you won't be able to tell the difference!" ”

Who knew that Gu Moheng just laughed lightly, with an indescribable desolate sadness, "If I can, I just want her!" ”

With an unrepentant obsession, unswervingly return!

"Really?" Emperor Zhao asked softly

Gu Moheng had already hurried out at this time, and Emperor Zhao seemed to be heading towards Su Wanliang when he looked at it.

"Zhao Yi, do you think Gu Moheng can get his wish?" In the empty room, Emperor Zhao asked suddenly

Zhao Yi smiled bitterly in his heart, this Gu Shizi was free to leave, and he still had to clean up the mess, so he had to say in a low voice: "Where does the old slave know this, doesn't this still have to have your consent?" Hehe......"

I saw that Emperor Zhao had closed his eyes at this time, as if he was pretending to sleep. And Zhao Yi gently wiped the cold sweat on his forehead! These royal secrets are more difficult than the other!