Cangshan Ke got up early in the morning, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw a person standing straight by the door, like an ice sculpture, cold and fluttering.

It looks familiar, but I can't remember where I've seen it.

"You are?"

Hua Bing glanced at it, and said expressionlessly as always: "The young master ordered me to protect Miss Cang." ”

Protect Miss Cang?

Cangshan Ke was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, he suddenly smiled, "Okay, good, Jun Shi has a heart." ”

He subconsciously thought that this Miss Cang in Hua Bing's mouth meant Cang Yale, and since they had sent people over, then yesterday's plan could be regarded as a success.

In this way, Yan Junshi has already regarded Yale as a life-saving benefactor and has taken it to heart, so wouldn't it be a matter of time before he let Yale use the means to turn Yan Junshi into his son-in-law? Thinking about the benefits in the future, he couldn't help but be excited.

Hua Bing glanced at Cangshan Ke, not understanding why he was so excited, and looked very happy about his appearance. Didn't the young master say that Cangshanke didn't like Cang Qingle's little woman, and he sent him over for fear that she would be calculated, so what is Cangshanke's current performance?

"Yale will come out later, since Jun Shi sent you over to protect her, you can follow her when she goes out, it's almost time, I'm going to deal with official business." Cangshan Ke happily instructed a few words, humming a minor tune and leaving the house.

Hua Bing frowned, she was inexplicable for a while, what does this have to do with Cang Yale? Why did he follow that woman like a proud peacock?! The young man wants him to protect the object of Cang Qingle!

October is solstice, late summer and early autumn, and the midday sun tends to be more intense than in previous months.

Hua Bing waited at the door for several hours, but no one came out, and he couldn't bear it because of his dry mouth.

Since he didn't come out, he just went in.

With yesterday's incident, Cangshanke has monitored her more closely, and this whole day, Cang Qingle does not plan to go out.

She was sitting by the window in her pajamas, carefully flipping through last night's score, and was struggling with some symbols she didn't recognize, when suddenly a person jumped in from the windowsill, and the brush flashed past her, startling her.

However, with the toss during the banquet last night, this time her reaction was much smaller, and she was not as excited as yesterday.

He was already sitting on the chair, and looked at the person in front of him with a faint gaze, "You were asked to come during the banquet." ”

There is no doubt that the style of the master and servant is the same, and they do not go through the door, but prefer to enter through the window.

Hua Bing shifted his steps, stood aside, and replied, "Yes." ”

Hearing the same answer as expected, Cang Qingle still stroked his forehead helplessly, how could the ghost of this banquet not go away, he would send his men down if he didn't come.

Hua Bing's gaze swept all over the room, and finally fell on her, it was already autumn, and the temperature was not high in the morning and evening, but she was wearing thin and loose pajamas, exposing a large area of skin to the air, so he frowned, and started his mantra again: "Miss Cang, please respect yourself." ”

“……”

Self-respecting what, huh? What's wrong with her in her own room in her pajamas, what's wrong! I didn't mean to wear it for him to see.

Cang Qingle was annoyed, "Mr. Hua Bing, can you please respect yourself too?" If you don't look around, how do you know I'm dressed coolly? ”

Hua Bing frowned again, embarrassment flashed in his eyes, and he really turned his face away and said, "Miss Cang, the young master said that you have our Hua family's music score in your hand, and you value the music on it very much, so let me guide you." ”

This ice cube actually knows how to change the topic.

"......" Cang Qingle didn't know what to say, yesterday's incident was just an accident, but he didn't expect Yan Jun to seem to take it to heart, how did he know that she couldn't read the score? and specially instructed Hua Bing to come over to help her.

Just from her little movement, you can perceive the possibility of the whole thing, what a man with a heart like dust, such a man is excellent as a father.

What was she thinking? She actually thought that Yan Junshi could be a good father in the future, and her thoughts could drift so far around him, uncontrollable, she was crazy.

"Do you understand?" Cang Qingle shook the sheet music in his hand towards Hua Bing.

Hua Bing gave her a look that you are an idiot, and it was rare to have such a vivid expression on her cold face. "Our Hua family is not your Cang family, the more you live, the more you don't know the past of the family, and you always do something to put the cart before the horse."

Hey, hey, she just asked a normal question, how did he rise to the height of the family, she really didn't know much about the past of the Cang family, is there really any very different history?

Hua Bing stretched out her hand and snatched the book in her hand, pointed to the place where she had taken notes, and said, "The above is written according to the five tones and twelve rhythms, and it uses ancient methods, and your understanding is not correct." ”

He brushed the floor and spread out the notebook she had annotated, pulled a chair over, sat down, picked up the pen and danced quickly, the stave took shape under his hand, this tadpole-like note was inlaid on the stave he drew, and small characters were written next to it, and the words were sharp and sharp.

"I can't see it, you can make music."

"There are so many things you can't see, I remember that Miss Cang is just twenty years old, and I am twenty-seven this year, and you were only born when I was in elementary school." Hua Bing looked at her with disgust, she was a few years younger than him, her experience was not as good as his, and she still wanted to see him clearly, hum.

Cang Qingle clenched his fists weakly, this Hua Bing is an iceberg on the outside and extremely arrogant on the inside! Why did you send this person over when you were feasting, did you think she was too boring?

However, speaking of which, Hua Bing has many similarities with Ou Zimu in terms of personality, the same coldness, but he hides half a child in his heart. It's just that Ou Zimu is a little older and has been trained in the military camp, and his temperament is more sophisticated and strong, while Hua Bing has a superior background, is biased towards cold and clear, and is deeply entangled, and the two of them are completely different types.

Cang Qingle stared at his handsome side face, and couldn't help asking, "What does Hua Yan have to do with you?" ”

Hua Bing's hand holding the pen paused slightly, and his voice was a little lower than usual: "Twin brothers." ”

"Heh, it's similar to what I guessed, but the contrast in your personality is like your name, it's very different, so who is my brother? Who is the younger brother? ”

"Don't pretend to him in front of me!" Hua Bing stopped drinking coldly, his eyes were complicated but covered with an ice-like look.

The relationship between the brothers...... Not good?

No, she could detect the pain in Hua Bing's words, and even a trace of pity.

When one followed the night stars and the other followed the banquet king, they had such a choice, and something must have happened in it.

The room fell silent, except for the rustle of the tip of the pen on the paper leaves.

The scores are drawn in their entirety under Hua Bing's pen.

Cang Qingle took the written score, and couldn't help but be excited, with them, the role of the bone flute in the actual use in the future will definitely be able to go to a higher level, no, it is a few floors.

Yan Jun always deliberately sent such Hua Bing to help her, how should she understand his behavior?

Help her improve her strength, is this also a way to protect?