Chapter Seventy-One: A Beautiful Woman Has an Appointment

The knot in their hearts melted, and Murong Jiu and Xuanyuan Rui chatted speculatively. s。 ~ The two stopped at the fork in the road and chatted for a while before leaving, Xuanyuan Rui went to Qingfeng Garden, and Murong Jiu went back to Qingzhu Garden.

When he returned to Qingzhuyuan, it was close to noon, Murong Jiu had an early meal, and after a short walk after eating, he went back to his room to make up for sleep, and slept until sunset.

And when Murong Jiu woke up, he was shocked by the retelling of Die'er and Yu'er's paintings.

It turned out that it was a courtship this morning, and I don't know how to make a fuss and spread all over the streets. Coupled with the incident of the Qin Club the day before yesterday, now she is magical, and she has become a strange woman, sought after by everyone, and is praised for being in the sky and on the earth, and she is in the limelight for a while.

Murong Jiu never thought that a piano meeting and a courtship drama would make her famous.

The sun sets, and night falls.

After dinner, Murong Jiu thought about it, temporarily gave up looking for Mu Qing and the others, and decided to go to Qingfeng Yuan to talk to Murong Hao.

Luo Yanqing, Xuanyuan Rui and her eldest brother are all close friends. After thinking about it, she always felt that she should let her brother know her thoughts and reach a consensus with her.

After making up his mind, Murong Jiu did not delay, and instructed the three of Die'er to concentrate on practicing martial arts in the courtyard and go to Qingfeng Garden alone.

The candlelight in Qingfeng Garden was sparse, and the main house was not lit, only the side courtyard room showed a faint light.

Murong Jiu saw clearly in the dark night, so he didn't carry the lamp, and he didn't see a single subordinate since he entered Qingfeng Garden, so he thought it should be for dinner, so he didn't care, and went straight into the courtyard.

As soon as I entered the front yard, I saw that there was no light in the main house, and I guessed that Murong Hao might not be there, but when I wanted to leave, it was Cheng Ziye who swept into the pavilion in the corner of the courtyard and drank wine alone.

"Brother Cheng, it's really good Yaxing." Murong Jiu walked into the pavilion, and his tone was usually light.

"You're here to find your eldest brother" Cheng Ziye straddled the guardrail of the pavilion, his posture was casual, and his tone was lazy.

"Well, I wanted to talk to him, but it looks like he's not there." Murong Jiu walked to the guardrail, leaned on the railing and looked at the night sky, and said casually.

"There was something in the barracks, so I left after eating. You came to him for the morning," Cheng Ziye shook the flask in his hand lightly, as if he said casually.

"Heh, it's really a good thing not to go out, but a bad thing to spread thousands of miles." Murong Jiu looked back at Cheng Ziye and said with a smile.

The starlight is dark tonight, and tomorrow should be cloudy, Murong Jiu thought idly.

"What's the bad thing, shouldn't it be a good thing for someone in a girl's family to ask for a marriage" Cheng Ziye took a sip of wine and looked at Murong Jiu with deep eyes.

"Maybe" Murong Jiu was noncommittal, with a hint of melancholy.

"You're not happy," Cheng Ziye asked.

"I should be happy," Murong Jiu asked with a smile.

"Yanqing is the first talent in the world, and his appearance is also outstanding; Xuanyuan Rui is the prince of a country, one person is above ten thousand; As for the free king Dongfang Yi, he is the most beautiful man in the world and the prince of a country, these three people are the objects of dreams in the hearts of women all over the world. Cheng Ziye stopped and took a sip of wine, his eyes flashed slightly, and he continued: "These three people ask you to marry at the same time, what are you unhappy about?"

When Cheng Ziye said the last sentence, his voice was slightly hoarse, and Murong Jiu was inexplicable when he heard it.

How do you feel that he is a little unhappy, he is not a party but he doesn't care much, he just said that he was drinking, and at the same time he was unhappy for his friends.

"Yes, I think if I am another woman in the world, I should be very happy, and I should be able to choose one of them to marry in time." Murong Jiu said lightly.

"What about the others" Cheng Ziye put down his stilted feet, his eyes burning.

"I'm also an ordinary woman, I also have vanity, and I'm very happy that three such good men ask me to marry. It's just a pity that none of them will be what I want. At the end, Murong Jiu's tone was stained with a slight sense of loss, and a figure of indignation couldn't help but appear in his mind.

"Then what do you want" Cheng Ziye seemed to be relieved when he heard Murong Jiu's words, and there was a hint of lightness in his tone.

"Heh, I don't know" Murong Jiu shook off the figure in his mind, looked at Cheng Ziye and smiled.

"Hehe, I don't know you're still so ashamed." Cheng Ziye also smiled.

"Hey, you know what it feels like, you know, emotional things are based on feelings." Murong Jiu's tone was slightly raised, not wanting to be laughed at by a person with thick lines.

"Yes, yes, by feeling." Cheng Ziye shook his head, said perfunctorily, raised the wine jug in his hand and poured wine into his mouth.

Heh, Murong Jiu saw that Cheng Ziye was acquainted with each other, and he didn't entangle anymore, he raised his head and chuckled, and then changed his words: "By the way, that Linglong, what will you do with it later?"

"Uh-huh." When Cheng Ziye heard the name Linglong, his face darkened, and he sighed and shook his head.

"What's the matter" Murong Jiu asked curiously when he saw this.

"In the evening, she sent a letter to me, telling me to see her at the right time. I" Cheng Zi was in a dilemma and hesitated at night.

"She is a weak woman and can't eat you, not to mention that things always have to be solved, even if you don't want to, you should go and explain it to her." Murong Jiu saw Cheng Ziye's hesitation, and couldn't help but feel a little depressed, a dignified hero, why can't he just do things, it's true

"That's true, but didn't I say it last time. If I appear again, wouldn't it be more than to add fantasy to her, and I would never see her thoughts again. Cheng Ziye shook the wine jug, looked at the void, and said in a floating tone.

"Hmph, in fact, you're not sure yourself, if you don't see it, you can really break her thoughts. In that case, why don't you talk to her again, if it doesn't work, you'll never see her again, and it's not too late. Murong Jiu said disapprovingly.

"But" Cheng Ziye looked at Murong Jiu, his words hesitant.

"Oh, what is it, or I'll accompany you" Murong Jiu raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with interest in his eyes.

"No need" Cheng Ziye didn't think about it, and immediately refused. He hadn't forgotten what happened in Tianxianglou at the beginning, maybe she would be able to cause him something at that time.

"It's not that you don't have the courage to go, I'll give you courage." Murong Jiu said with great interest.

"Thanks, no." Cheng Ziye saw Murong Jiu's expression, no matter how he looked at it, he looked gloating, twisted his head, and said angrily.

"Oh, it's a big deal that I'll hide in the shadows and never ruin your good deeds." Murong Jiu said with a flattering face, how to look at that look.

"No need, I can go to the appointment myself, you are a girl's house, go back to embroider, or go and fiddle with your herbs, or you will stroke the qin, why do you always like to run around so much." Cheng Ziye's eyes turned into a knife-like shape, and his anger was undisguised.

"Okay, okay, you can go by yourself, why are you angry." Seeing Cheng Ziye's angry appearance, Murong Jiu hurriedly appeased, and unconsciously reached out and patted his chest. But he smiled strangely on his face, as if he had succeeded in a treacherous scheme.

Cheng Zhongye's little knife eyes retracted rapidly, his eyes fluttered and flickered, his face was dyed with a suspicious red, and his body couldn't help but tense