King?

Yang Yu's heart fell to the bottom.

Qin Xiang seemed to understand, and coldly scolded Bi Xiang, but it was a language that Yang Yu couldn't understand.

Yang Yu raised his lips and smiled: "I don't have a change of clothes, can you help me go home and get them?" ”

Qin Xiang said coldly: "The girl doesn't have to worry about such a trivial matter, Lang Jun has already prepared a few boxes of clothes for the girl." ”

"Yes. Yang Yu just wanted to make sure if this person had come to arrest him on the impromptu basis.

Alien, prince, coveted for a long time. Her heart sank to the point where it could not be sunk.

After bathing, Qin Xiang brought the change of clothes, a light blue brocade robe with a cross collar on the right side, the neckline is blue, the chest is slightly deeper, the waist is deeper, until the skirt corner is dark blue, the wide sleeves are large, the neckline is just open, and the larger ones are exposed, and the tighter ones are conservative, the neckline, cuffs, and skirt corners are embroidered with unknown bewitching flowers, the flower branches are entangled, and the waist is tightly tied with a brocade belt, making the waist appear more slender.

Only this one piece of clothing brings out Yang Yu's charm to the fullest, and her concave and convex posture is full of beauty.

The two maidservants were also stunned, and Bixiang sighed again: "It's so beautiful." ”

Yang Yu's beautiful little face can no longer pull out a trace of ease, even if it is tailor-made, it does not fit so well, this person has long been eyeing himself. Yang Yuyan picked one of the most inconspicuous and sharp hairpins hidden in the cuffs among those gorgeous jewelry, and his heart was already holding the decision to burn the jade.

"Can you give me a piano?" Yang Yu's eyes were full of pleading.

Qin Xiang nodded and said with a smile: "Lang Jun has already prepared the qin, so I'll bring it." ”

"Okay. Yang Yu pushed open the door, the winter in Liaocheng was dry and cold, and the cold wind blew on Yang Yu's face, like a knife cutting it.

A lyre full of pearls and jade, with a table of rosewood and rising incense, is infinitely gorgeous.

Yang Yu asked the two to put the small couch in the courtyard and sat in the courtyard.

"Controversy-" The piano sounded, and a passionate song sounded, and Yang Yu exuded a clear and tranquil sound that was different from when he played the piano in the past, but a kind of solemnity and determination.

The soldiers outside the courtyard were also shocked when they heard this, this sister-in-law was so resolute.

This is to refuse the kindness of the nobleman, and tell him that if he comes hard, then the jade will be burned.

One song after another, song after song, the night gradually fell. Yang Yu's hands were cold and red. The heart is even colder.

Sitting on the luxurious upper position, the man's eye sockets are slightly deep, the bridge of the nose is straight, the wheat-colored skin shines under the shining lights, his lips are slightly thick, he looks very sexy, tilts his head, like a proud lion, and says to Mrs. Qi below: "This piano has been played for a day, and she is not tired?" ”

Mrs. Qi pursed her lips and smiled: "This sister-in-law is a wonderful person. ”

A hint of implicit murderous intent flashed in the man's eyes: "The little Hongnong Yang clan girl also wants to learn from those Qingliu celebrities and dung princes, which is really disappointing." He flicked his sleeves.

Mrs. Qi stepped forward and asked, "That"

The man raised his hand, raised his lips, and showed his white teeth, saying, "If she likes to play, she will play." ”

"Yes. Mrs. Qi bowed her head.

Yang Yu had other plans in her heart, she was betting that it would be best if this noble person could listen to his own piano and dislike himself because of his unpleasant temperament. If someone familiar with him hears the sound of the piano, if someone can rescue him, Yang Yu doesn't dare to give himself too much hope, only moving his long, red slender jade fingers, hoping that his piano sound can last longer and spread farther.

On the second and third days, Yang Yu got up every morning, no matter how cold it was, he would sit in the courtyard and play the piano over and over again, and the nobleman behind him did not appear.

Yang Yu faced the cold wind, sitting alone in this dilapidated courtyard, not far from the corridor, there is a conservatory, Qin Xiang and Bi Xiang sit in it to keep warm.

"This girl is so pathetic. Bi Xiang's handsome little face had a somewhat unbearable expression.

Qin Xiang glanced at Yang Yu, sighed lightly and said, "Hey, she has been favored by the king, how can she escape." ”

Bixiang turned her head to look at Qin Xiang, wanting to say something more, but her mouth was half open, and she didn't say anything more after all.

"Hey, Mrs. Yan, you can't go in! Can't get in! Suddenly, the guard at the door heard a voice.

"This is the king's courtyard, and there is no place I can go except the king's study!" I don't care about you! A sharp voice with a long tail sound sounded, and in the next moment, the door of the small courtyard was kicked open with a "bang".

Bixiang was startled, and her little face wrinkled: "What should I do, let's go find Mrs. Qi." ”

Qinxiang frowned and said, "You go, I'm here to watch." ”

"Okay. Bixiang glanced back at Yang Yu again, his eyes swept over Qinxiang, and he left with a little anxiety.

Yang Yu stood in the wind, smiling, but with a hint of coldness in his eyes, just like that, with the eyes of an ignorant child, he looked at the glamorous woman who rushed towards him in anger.

Looking at this Mrs. Yan's slender figure, coquettish physique, willow eyebrows and almond eyes, gestures, and her own romantic charm, she is really born with a graceful figure.

She stared at the apricot eyes, her eyes showed resentment, first looked Yang Yu up and down, and then, a touch of contempt moved from the corner of her lips, and her voice was delicate: "Lord Lang's vision has always been like this. She snorted lightly, a cold light shot out of her eyes, and then said, "Your name is Yang Yu?" ”

Yang Yu's beautiful eyes were shining, and from those clear and amazing eyes, there was a hint of a smile, she smiled and raised her eyebrows and said: "The rules of our Han people, if you want to know the name of others, you need to report yourself first." She smiled, smiled sweetly, smiled proudly, and there was a little provocation in that pride.

"You! Yan Ji's eyebrows frowned slightly, and she suddenly wanted to have a seizure. But she didn't know what to remember, and with another soft snort, she smiled and said, "My name is Tuoba Yan." ”

"Oh. Yang Yu casually moved his gaze to the treetops.

"What are you! Yan Ji said angrily: "Are you Yang Yu!" ”

Yang Yu slowly moved his gaze back to Yan Ji's face, pulled out a smiling expression, and then looked away.

Yan Ji's breath was a little short, and she sneered and said, "Hmph, you uneducated lowly person, it seems that I need to train Wang first!" Then, without saying anything, he raised his right arm and slapped Yang Yu in the face.

Yang Yu dodged lightly and grabbed Yan Ji's arm steadily.

She looked at Yan Ji innocently and said, "Why did you beat me?" ”

Yan Ji shook her arm fiercely and broke free from Yang Yu's restraint.

In the distance, Mrs. Qi followed the anxious Bixiang to the corner, just in time to see Yan Ji about to beat Yang Yu, but Yang Yu lightly dodged the picture, Mrs. Qi's footsteps paused slightly, and she stood there, as if watching a play, watching from the sidelines.

"Mrs. Qi! Bi Xiangwu took two steps to find that Mrs. Qi had stopped.

Mrs. Qi put her index finger on her lips: "Shhh A smile bloomed on his face.

Bixiang frowned and said softly, "What's wrong?"

Mrs. Qi made a color in the direction of Yang Yu and said, "Let's see." ”

Bixiang glanced back at Yang Yu again, lowered her head, and stood behind Mrs. Qi.

Yang Yu raised his eyebrows, looked at Yan Ji coldly, and said in a cold voice: "I don't care who you are or who I am." If it's all right, please go back. Yang Yu pointed coldly at the courtyard gate.

Yan Ji bit her lip, "You rude two-legged sheep! I'll kill you! ”

A gorgeous smile bloomed on Yang Yu's lips and said, "Oh? Am I a two-legged sheep? She took a step forward, her eyes looked at Yan Ji for a moment, it was this cold and unyielding gaze, Yan Ji unconsciously took a step back.