Chapter Forty-Seven: Playing the Piano to the Cow

Zhongsun Limo was already on fire, and when he met such a person who was cold and cold, he was purely playing the piano to the cow, so he must know what Xiao Qingqing had to do with him and where he went, otherwise how could his own wife snatch it back?

That's right, he just likes Ling Qingyu, he loves her madness, her arrogance and that little badness, it's not about repaying kindness and has nothing to do with appearance, some people are born into a country, like him and her, in the face of that thoughtful little pepper, he especially wants to know who can be slightly better than the two of them on the road to love.

Waiting for Tianxuan's matter, his mother's revenge will be avenged, and he will follow her in this life, whether it is pit and abduction, or coercion and temptation, he just wants to embrace her in his arms in this life, and give her everything in his life. No one can refuse what the person he likes decides, and no one can come to rob it, whoever dares to come will destroy his whole family!

But the Murong family seems to have been wiped out, and only Murong Ye is left...... Tsk, when he didn't say it, even if the veil couldn't catch your attention, then he had to make a ruthless move.

"Oh, I wonder if Gongzi has checked the injury on Xiao Qingqing's leg at night, has there been a scar there? At that time, it took me a lot of effort to suck the stinger on her calf clean......" Before the words fell, a sleeve arrow broke through the air, Zhongsun Limo's figure flashed, two fingers clamped, looking at the arrow with a faint green light, shouting that it was dangerous, this arrow was clearly smeared with the poison that saw blood and sealed the throat, it turned out that this son was still good at poison at night.

"You dare to be rude to Xiao Qi!" Sure enough, these words caused Murong Ye to open the door again with a gloomy face.

"Didn't you do the same thing to her, didn't you touch a handful or two when you carried her on your back?" Zhongsun Limo snorted heavily, Murong Ye was speechless, he had been used to carrying Xiao Qi on his back since he was a child, how could he care about this kind of touch, but if it was really polite, it seemed that there was nothing to say

"What exactly do you want to say?" Murong Ye didn't have a good impression of Zhongsun Limo, and felt that this person seemed to have bad intentions.

"My son just told you that I am the person set by Xiao Qingqing, but I am not very generous and very stingy." Zhongsun Limo felt that although this person was a little cold, he had a gentleman's style, and it didn't matter much to put it bluntly.

"Are you the person set by Xiao Qi? Pipe dream! "Murong Ye grew up with Ling Qingyu since he was a child, and this year Fang performed the crown ceremony to announce that Zongmiao would marry a wife, if he didn't know that Xiao Qi's ambition in his heart had already married her, would he leave it to others to remember?

This person is still eye-catching, if he guesses correctly, it should be the Zhongsun Limo mentioned in Xiao Qixin, what about his wisdom? After all, he is just a small clan son, not a prince or a king, Xiao Qi's choice cannot be him!

"You don't believe me?" Zhongsun Limo saw that Murong Ye's eyes were full of disdain, and that kind of unhesitating mocking expression made him feel that he was an outsider, it seems that they must have known each other for a long time and know each other very well.

"You are the son of Xiao Qi who said that he left Mo, you saved Xiao Qi, I am very grateful. This time, I don't care about your rudeness, please come back! Murong Ye really felt that there was no need to talk to him too much, so he retreated back to the room after speaking.

This time, Zhongsun Limo didn't say anything more, but turned his back angrily, more sure of his thoughts, since Ling Qingyu was able to tell Murong Ye everything about him, it showed that the two of them trusted each other deeply, according to Xiao Qingqing's temperament, if he was not a person who knew the roots, it would never be like this.

Just like he and Ling Qingyu, even if they are allies, no matter how close they are, they seem to be friends, but Xiao Qingqing has never mentioned Murong Ye to him, and he actually doesn't know anything about Murong Ye. It is enough to show that Ling Qingyu still treats him as an outsider, which is really hateful.

However, now that I think about it carefully, when I was 7 years old, Xiao Qingqing seemed to have pulled a young man in white to change his medicine, also known as Brother Ye, probably this Murong Ye.

Tsk, this is a bit tricky, the friendship of more than ten years is not easy to do, Zhongsun Limo sighed, turned his back and slowly paced in the direction of Quchi, slightly congested.

Suddenly, he remembered something, and the corners of his mouth began to rise slowly, and in the end, he actually stopped, and looked in the direction of Murong Ye meaningfully, if he remembered correctly, this guy should have made a crown salute, Xiao Qingqing also said.

If Lang really has a mistress, according to Mrs. Ling's urgency, she has not made arrangements early, so Murong Ye has not been able to eat Xiao Qingqing for the whole ten years, and it is estimated that there will be no drama in the future, thinking of the haze before this can't help but be swept away, but this kind of thing can't be said for a long time, and it is better to take precautions.

When Zhongsun Limo rushed to the banquet, the exile happened to stop in front of Ling Qingyu again, only to see her holding her forehead with her hand, very depressed, I don't know what evil she hit today, the exile has turned to himself for the third time, the previous Fu poem interpretation can still barely cope, now I don't know what will be drawn, I just hope that it will not be related to musical instruments. At this dinner, she was half the master and couldn't escape, so she had to patiently pull out another piece of bamboo slips.

Ling Qingyu frowned slightly, her eyes were a little flustered, and before she could destroy the bamboo slips in her hand, Tang Wanning and Wang Zhiyue beside her had already come up curiously to look at each other, and read the words engraved on the head: Meet friends with the piano and play a good song.

Ling Qingyu secretly screamed, she was really afraid of something, her mother had pitted her daughter, she couldn't even tell what kind of piano she played, if she had a choice, she would rather drink.

But today, her family is in an elegant situation, and she can't be the master, and she doesn't have to become the laughing stock of the nobles of Tianxuan Wang and Sun, so how can she stay in Xuandu

Ling Qingyu looked up at her mother with hope, hoping to come out to solve the situation, but she covered her face with her sleeve slightly to indicate that she had not seen her daughter, and made it clear that she would figure it out by herself.

Ling Qingyu was helpless and still maintained a polite and indifferent smile on the surface, but in fact, she was quickly using her brain, at this time, Qingtan was carrying a pot to pour wine for her, Ling Qingyu had an idea in her heart, it seems that there is a god in the dark! Then he slowly got up in everyone's expectation, and suddenly accidentally knocked over the wine glass.

The wine quickly rendered the clothes, and Qing Yu hurriedly said: "Oh, how is this good, I don't have to change my clothes, this comes and goes sometimes, if you are tired of waiting for a long time, it is really hard not to go, it is better for me to play the qin in the water pavilion for a while, I hope you will taste it." Ling Qingyu pointed to the nearest pavilion behind the Naqu pool, which was not far away, but because it was not very real at night, cheating was indeed enough, so he went to change his clothes as a matter of course.

After about a cup of tea, only to hear a gentle and quiet piano sound, everyone looked up, looked at the water pavilion, only to see a beautiful woman in plain white clothes, both hands clasped strings, playing, plucking, picking, Minoru is extremely skilled, the sound of the piano is like nine days of Huazhang, the fairy sound is faint, and it attracted everyone's attention when it landed.

Zhongsun Limo listened like a cloud, he couldn't imagine that Qingqing still had such superb piano skills, when he looked at it with admiration and obsession, he almost laughed out loud, Xiao Qingqing couldn't imagine that you would not be able to do it, and you would also use this kind of cheating method.