When it happened, it was all abrupt, and Gong Yue was still thinking about how he would go to Zhao Feishui to take the piano away from Zhao Feishui as Luan Zhi said, so that Zhao Feishui would not hold grudges, but also let Zhao Feishui slowly perceive his goodness.

After all, Zhao Feishui's current lovesickness and affection with An Wuyi can only rely on that piano to convey his heartfelt feelings in the middle of the night.

Until the evening, the sound of the piano suddenly started, so that Gong Yue was startled when anger also followed her heart, she sat up, disturbed by the sound of the piano, upset and heartbroken, and wanted to go over immediately to beat Luan Zhi.

Didn't he say that he would put Zhao Feishui's piano away and no longer disturb her dreams?

Pull......

But just before he lifted his sword and went out, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and Gong Yue's footsteps paused, and his eyes shrank.

The night is quiet and peaceful, and there seems to be some different sounds tonight.

The sound of fighting, it seems that there are still a lot of people, and it seems to come from Luanzhi's courtyard.

Without using immortal arts, Liu Zijun's body has a good foundation, and he is quite light without any burden when he performs light work, jumping on the eaves at a high level, stepping on the tiles on tiptoe like a little water and silently, between a few breaths, visually barrier-free, and the scenery of Luanzhi's back garden at a glance.

She stood on tiptoe on the head of the beast on the eaves, and it was smooth sailing all the way, but when she saw the scenery in the garden, her head was as if she had been struck by lightning, and her figure was tilted back and forth on the beast's head, and she almost didn't give a dodge and planted her head.

A woman dressed in white was holding a sword and sneering at Zhao Feishui and walking towards her, her white fingers held the sword lightly and steadily, Gong Yue's eyes were staring at the woman's face, and she couldn't help but cover her eyes.

The dress, the face, was exactly like her real body.

She was now holding Liu Zijun's body, and looking at the person who looked exactly like herself walking towards Zhao Feishui with a sword, her heart was about to twitch.

The woman said, "Bring the harp!" ”

Gong Yue was about to cry, and scolded Luan Zhi thousands of times in her heart, just want the piano, is that so?

Zhao Feishui actually hugged the piano tightly. Frightened but strong: "This is mine!" ”

"Then I can't help you!" Before the woman's voice fell, the tip of the sword had already stabbed forward quickly, and the sword flower dance was called a beautiful one, and it would dance into a silver mirror in front of Zhao Feishui. I don't know what kind of small action was made, the sword flower was still there, but the figure flashed, and then in the blink of an eye, Zhao Feishui did not move. But the harp in her hand was in the woman's hand.

"Give me back!" Zhao Feishui pounced like crazy, and was almost injured by the sword flower, but he didn't expect her to really catch the tail of the piano.

The woman sneered, her eyes were very cold and arrogant and provocative, this posture was clearly Zhao Feishui's level could not catch up, the piano was as light as pinching a piece of paper in her hand, but Zhao Feishui was holding the tail of the piano stubbornly, the string was broken at some point, and the broken string was pulled by her other hand, cutting blood marks. Strangled to death.

Gong Yue was stunned.

This woman, with her face, acts in a style that is very different from hers, and at this point, she is very dissatisfied with Luan Zhi's setting for this pinched character.

The woman looked at Zhao Feishui's desperate appearance of snatching the qin, smiled pleasantly, and said: "It's ridiculous, the treasure qin that everyone on the rivers and lakes wants to snatch, falls into the hands of a character like you, how much more is it a tyrannical thing." If you really like it, you should understand that you shouldn't force what doesn't belong to you! She stared at her breath, and with a wave of her long sleeves, Zhao Feishui immediately bounced a few steps away. The woman snorted, disdainful, and flew out of the hospital as soon as she was tall, and Zhao Feishui, who was pierced by the sound of clothes, hid her face and cried bitterly.

That's where it all started.

Luan Zhi - the god doctor of the rivers and lakes in Zhao Feishui's eyes, Ning Xianyan, descended from the sky, and saw Zhao Feishui's hands full of blood and pain. The expression seemed to be suppressed and full of heartache stepped forward to hold Zhao Feishui in his arms, and his deep voice floated on the roof of Qin Mingyu, who was talking quietly.

"It's just a piano, why do you have to pay for yourself?"

Zhao Feishui's face was pale, sweating densely because of the pain, he smiled lightly, shook his head, reached out and stroked his slightly messy broken hair, did not look at his eyes, and said clearly: "I, I don't have any preferences, I just think this piano is very suitable, and I don't want to be snatched away like this." ”

Luan Zhi pursed his lips and was silent.

After a while, he silently placed Zhao Feishui and got up.

"You, what are you going to do?" Zhao Feishui's eyes froze.

People are in the garden, stepping on the green ground, Luan Zhi's figure is thin, half of his head is sideways, and his voice is so light and low: "Wait for me." ”

By the end of the day, the man had flown away in the direction of the woman.

The bow moon man was on the eaves, and he shook it lightly.

Luan Zhi, you are really good acting.

It didn't take long for Luan Zhi to return with the piano, startling Zhao Feishui.

His clothes were not messy, only the corners of his clothes were stained with a little dust, but under the moonlight, he was still not stained with mortal dust, and he gently put the piano back on the piano stand by the steps in the garden.

"Why ......" Zhao Feishui lost her mind, staring blankly at the piano with a broken string, and her gaze was as sad as if the string in her heart was broken.

"Feishui, you are my wife." He sighed and stroked the broken string, as if considering how to connect it or replace it.

With just one sentence, Zhao Feishui's distracted and stiff face collapsed instantly, and his tears burst the embankment in an instant, and he lost his face and voice.

Luan Zhi smiled bitterly and looked at her with squinting eyes: "It's just a broken string, why is it so sad, I will fix it." ”

Zhao Feishui cried even more painfully.

Gongyue is already admired by the five-body casting.

Life is like a play, it all depends on acting skills.

This scene should end here, Gong Yue admired it so much, and couldn't help but think about the scene planned by Fang Cai Luan, which was worthy of Zhao Feishui's sentimental piano music.

It's too hurtful.

It's too bitter.

But he only bent half a body, and Luan Zhi's voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

His voice sounded quite satisfied with his performance today: "See clearly, right? Got it, right? Go back and make up a good playbook, practice a few more times in private, and when you face An Wuyi, you will be as real and natural as me, and the truth will be said without much words. ”

Gong Yue couldn't help but look at it again, Luan Zhi's words were extremely provocative and contemptuous, but he had a desolate and bitter feeling in front of Zhao Feishui.

Who said that the right way in the world is not pretended?

"So, I don't know how many times Emperor Zun has practiced in private?" Gong Yue snorted, and sent the voice to Luan Zhi.

"I'm telling you not to play and you can't go on the stage, how can you be as easy as me."

Gong Yue smiled: "That emperor is really a natural actor." ”

A cat body, falling to the ground without a trace, sleeping peacefully.

As Luan Zhi said, there is no sound of the piano to disturb her dreams anymore.

After the piano seizure incident that day, Zhao Feishui's life has been different since then. The strings are connected, but they are never played again.

And An Wuyi, but he didn't change half a point, after no longer dancing the sword, he still stayed there night and night, and one stop was all night.

And the sound of the piano he was waiting for never sounded again.

A few times Gong Yue saw Zhao Feishui appear next to the piano stand at night, but he just sitted, occasionally brushing the light dust on it with his sleeve, but he never played it again.

However, her eyes are always on the wall.

Either way, it's a big step forward.

Liu Zijun has always been a good poisoner in the rivers and lakes, famous but never has any rumors, it seems that such a person should not fall in love with anyone, and it is unlikely that anyone will fall in love with anyone, and those who have this kind of view and cognition naturally include An Wuyi.

Gong Yue has been standing still, and it is in these days that Liu Zijun's reputation and some deeds have been carefully considered.

If you want to be as beautiful as Luan Zhi in one hit, this script has to be tailor-made for the identities of Liu Zijun and An Wuyi.

So the wind and the clouds did not move, Luan Zhi came to the door.

"Why aren't you ready to do it?" Luan Zhi looked at her: "Do you want me to help you come up with an idea?" ”

Ideas? How did An Wuyi like this Liu Zijun?

Seeing Luan Zhi's imperial temperament, Gong Yue felt that she was pressing her to ask for help, and she didn't want to look at him, so she waved her hand: "Don't bother." ”

Luan Zhi sneered.

But the next day, the next day, and the next day, and the day again, and the day after day......

Gong Yue sent a message to the courtyard next door every day to summon Luan Zhi over.

After coming, Gong Yue was lukewarm, neither hot nor salty, and the two of them couldn't say a few words left and right, just sat dry, sat like this, back and forth, Luan Zhidu felt that coming here was no different from sitting on a cold bench, and felt very inexplicable.

"Do you have any preconceptions about me?" Luan Zhi said.

Gong Yue snorted, but sent the voice back: "Liu Zijun and Ning Xiyan have always been in such a way of getting along, and Emperor Zun, you and my current identity are also involuntary. ”

"Tsk ......" Luan Zhi was depressed, and really thought about it carefully, and had to accept this fact quite helplessly, the previous Ning Xiyan and Liu Zijun still got along in such a way, Liu Zijun has a strange temperament, although he and Ning Xiyan are childhood sweethearts, but this is just an outsider's view, to put it bluntly, they have only known each other since childhood, so many years of getting along, it is not that Liu Zijun left a mess for Ning Xiyan to clean up, or they meet from time to time, and the two verbally fight each other with a few harmless words, This situation simply couldn't be more commonplace.

"Then I'm going to have to continue?" Luan Zhi smiled and sent the sound back.

"Could it be that the emperor has a better countermeasure that doesn't make people feel obtrusive?" Gong Yue also laughed.

"Yay." Luan Zhi nodded, looking really happy.

If you call it, you will come and go if you wave it, this is Ning Xiyan's attitude towards Liu Zijun.

has been going back and forth for less than a month, and An Wuyi, as the male host of this mansion, has inevitably met with Luan Zhi a lot, and naturally observed some differences in the communication between these two people and ordinary people. (To be continued.) )

PS: At eight o'clock in the evening, I will add a change, and I will not see or break up my relatives