"But......" Wuxiao was a little embarrassed to express his concerns: "I'm afraid that there are not many children who want to come to learn the flute, and it will be ...... then."

"It's not necessarily just for children, but anyone who is interested in the flute can come. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info "Chu Qingluo is not very worried about this. "Don't forget, you are the voice of the spiritual flute of Yancheng, and you are the flute master specially invited by the palace, if you want to open a private school, are you afraid that no one will come?"

If this advertisement is just like that, I don't believe that no one will come.

"Qingluo said that there is, there must be." Wuxian smiled shyly, he was still quite happy to hear Chu Qingluo support him so much.

Tong Ling followed the two of them silently, and because they were not close enough, she couldn't hear their conversation very clearly.

However, seeing Wuxiao's attitude towards Chu Qingluo, he did not salute and be humble like seeing other tenth-rank female officials, but there was a natural sense of familiarity.

Moreover, he has always been quiet and cautious, and it seems that he has been trying to talk. Tong Ling occasionally saw the side face of his speech, but unexpectedly found that he smiled from the heart, especially sincerely.

Could it be that the master of the entry mentioned before was unharmed, that very good person...... Is it Chu Qingluo?!

This assumption made Tong Ling gasp, because she really didn't expect that the unharmed master would be a person from the palace, and he was also a high-ranking Lord Zhengliupin, the female official she admired the most!

She continued to follow them quietly, and it wasn't until she watched the figures of the two get into the Chu family's carriage together that she was more sure how correct her judgment was.

There have been so many major events in the palace recently, even if she doesn't have to deliberately inquire, she knows what happened to the sixth princess and Chu Qingluo on the way back from the Yuezhi Kingdom.

At this stage, whether it is for Chu Qingluo or Wuxian, it is particularly difficult to think of it......

Tong Ling couldn't help but feel pity.

……

Rest day.

On the table in Chu Qingluo's room was the jade pole purple pen she was going to give to Gongsun Yu, while she herself was carrying a wine glass and looking at it quietly in a daze.

After coming back for so long, Gongsun Yu's room was a forbidden place that she had never dared to go to. I only told the paulownia wood to remember to clean it every day and keep it as it is.

'Knock--' Someone knocked on the door twice gently, interrupting her solitary thoughts.

"Come in." It just so happened that she needed to add another pot of wine.

"Qingluo ......" came to Chu Qingluo unharmed, and glanced at the pencil case on the table, only to find that she was not partial, and the gifts she bought for him and Gongsun Yu were the same thing.

"Something?" Chu Qingluo asked.

"I'm here to thank Qingluo, thank you for the gift you gave me." After Wuxian finished speaking, he reached out to her with the hand that he had hidden behind his back and said, "This...... To you. ”

Chu Qingluo raised his eyes and saw that he was holding a beautiful bamboo flute in his hand. At this distance, she can still smell the smell of fresh bamboo.

"Thank you." She took it and touched the row of holes with her hand. The bamboo flute is polished to a very smooth finish, and there is no feeling of stinging at all. Her gaze subconsciously turned to the unharmed hand, and found that there were many small scratches on his slender fingers.

"You did this?" She asked, widening her eyes.

"Well...... "I haven't done it for a long time, it's quite handy, and I don't do it well, I hope Qingluo won't dislike it." He just wanted to make something for her, but after thinking about it, he only had this craft.

"Well done!" Chu Qingluo gently put down the flute and pulled his hand over to examine it carefully. "It's just your hand...... Born to play the flute, how can you get hurt? ”

"That's out of the way." The roots of Wuxiao's ears were a little red, and he wanted to withdraw his hand, but Chu Qingluo pulled it very tightly, and he had no intention of letting go.

"I'll let the Nine-Tails get some medicine for you later." After saying this, she waited for him to nod her head before she let go of his hand.

"That ......" Wuxiao stared at the empty flask on the table, and asked cautiously, "Let me drink with you." ”

"Forehead......" Chu Qingluo's dark eyes rolled, in view of Wuxian's previous performance, the amount of alcohol didn't seem to be too good, and he also wanted to be alone, so he said politely: "This little wine is not enough for me to drink, so don't fight with me." ”

Seeing that she had no intention, she was unharmed and embarrassed to say anything more, so she only said: "...... Then you drink less. Then he walked away in a gloomy light.

At this time, the Nine-Tails happened to come in, and he said, "Miss, Luo Lifei and Master Peony are here." ”

"Oh?" Chu Qingluo was slightly stunned, and then said, "Then invite them in, and by the way, two more pots of wine." ”

Nine-tails looked a little hesitant and said, "It's just that the second son and the son of Yanlu are also here, do you want to invite them to come in together?" ”

So many people?

Chu Qingluo breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Please invite them to the courtyard." With that, she stood up herself.

"Okay." The Nine-Tails immediately went to arrange it......

The four of them were taken to the courtyard of Ningxiang Temple, where a large group of people used to eat barbecue and chant poems and have fun. But now, there is no excitement at all, only a lonely swing, swaying alone under the trees with the breeze......

"Sit down." Chu Qingluo was sitting at the stone table and invited a few of them to sit down. "You've come at the right time, and the good wine has just opened."

"Hey, hey, hey-" Chu Yilin took a few breaths hard, came to the table in three steps and two steps, and said hurriedly: "This can't be the old wine I hid in the Zhuqing Courtyard, right?!" ”

Chu Qingluo glanced at him expressionlessly, and didn't deny it: "Anyway, you're all gone, I'll drink it for you." ”

"O robbers! I'm just staying here for the time being, and I'm thinking about drinking it slowly in the future, third sister, your behavior is too undesirable! Chu Yilin looked at his opened wine with a distressed face, and wanted to cry without tears.

Luo Lifei, who was next to her, kept poking his arm with her elbow, signaling him to speak more leisurely, and she lowered her voice and said, "Don't be so heartless." ”

However, Chu Yilin doesn't think so, he thinks that it is to provoke Chu Qingluo and let her live like a normal person, instead of being a wooden man who can only keep his face strained and don't cry or laugh. "I just want her to have a heart and lungs, flesh and blood."

"......" Chu Qingluo glared at him dryly and said, "It's all open, do you want to drink it now?" ”

"Of course you have to drink it!" Chu Yilin sat down unceremoniously and filled his wine glass. Seeing this, the others also took their seats.

Chu Qingluo looked at the other three people who looked at a loss, and said, "Today is not a celebration banquet, since everyone is here, you can drink as much as you want, feel free." (To be continued.) )