"Nasty! It will be loaded! Seeing Beijian walking towards the tent over there with Xue Yiyi in his arms, the green pothos helped Mu Yunhuan and couldn't help but glance at them and couldn't help muttering.

"What are you muttering about?" Yun Fan smiled angrily. 、

"Miss, do you still have the heart to laugh? The prince was snatched away by that goblin! ”

"Hugh is going to talk nonsense!" Yun Xuan shook his head, but he didn't mind the whereabouts of the Northern Sword at all.

It's good that he's gone, her mind is still stuck in the little moment on horseback just now, and she doesn't feel like she laughed out loud and touched the piece of paper on the cuff, fortunately, it's still there!

She breathed a faint sigh of relief, and unconsciously quickened her pace.

"Miss, slow down! Your waist ......"

As soon as she returned to the tent, she sent the pothos out to do business, sent all the subordinates out, looked around to see that there was no one, and one of them could not wait to take the paper out of the sleeve.

Her face was slightly red, and her heart was pounding, what was written in it? Gently opened, and there were small tadpoles densely drawn on it, which turned out to be staves!

He's a quick learner! A faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and this teacher couldn't help but feel a little proud!

Recited the music score on the paper, not the few songs she taught him in the past, yo, this Wen Zhao really deserves his reputation as the number one genius in the music of Jokhang!

She learned the music theory knowledge of this stave for many years before she entered the doorway, and he was able to compose music by himself in a few months?

Looking at this tune, it is gentle and lingering, with occasional jumping and beautiful sounds, sometimes melodious and slightly sad, and then watching it, her heart is also tightened...... Anyway, she could see that this was a lingering song, and there were some tunes from Liang Zhu that she gave him last time......

What exactly did he mean by giving her this score? Her heart was beating faster and faster...... Hurriedly put down the piece of paper, wanting to do something else, but still couldn't help but pick up the green flute on the table and blew it......

The grassland at night is exceptionally beautiful, the moon is so round, and the stars dot the blue sky like diamonds. The air is filled with the wet aroma of grass, especially the luxurious arrangement, and the swaying of the candlesticks makes the night even more intoxicating, blurry and charming!

Her heart seemed to be warmed by something, and a faint sense of pleasure and peace flashed through it, and for the first time, she had a feeling that she didn't hate this time and space so much!

The last time I didn't have time to enjoy this beautiful night, I was brought into that mysterious ritual and a terrifying escape, so there won't be any special arrangements this time, right?

Her heart suddenly became apprehensive again, everything in this time and space is unknown, Xue Yini's leg is broken, and she needs to rest in bed for a while, Beijian domineeringly pulled Mu Yunhuan to his banquet table, although she was unhappy, but she didn't want to pull him senselessly at this last dinner.

Wen Zhao looked at her from afar, and his face showed imperceptible displeasure, but it was not easy to say anything.

After taking a seat, after King Wu Zhao and everyone raised their glasses, the final dinner of the hunting conference officially began.

At the beginning, it was a song and dance, and then it was to present the prey that the three princes had hit one by one in the morning, and count on the spot, 218 pieces of Dongxu, 301 pieces of West Wind, 302 pieces of Northern Sword, and the most prey hit within the specified time was Northern Sword!

King Wuzhao immediately rewarded him, and everyone raised their glasses to congratulate, and Beijian raised his arrogant head and drank all the wine in the cup! The cold eyes reveal an unquestionable cold light and confidence!

The west wind not far away also got up and looked at him, his chestnut eyes were like a raging fire, and there was no verbal communication, just these four eyes were enough to lighten and flint.

He raised the wine glass from afar and drank it all, and put the wine glass on the table with a domineering look in his eyes, which was unwilling and provocative.

Bei Jian only put down the wine glass disdainfully, there was no expression on his face, it was still as cold as a block of ice, and turned to Mu Yunhuan beside him with a smug feeling: "Do you like these rewards?" ”