Chapter Sixty-Eight: Whose Voice?

Could it be that we have already found a way?

Gu Qingran thought of this, and her heart was happy.

If this is the case, then the day when she will return to the mortal world is close again.

She couldn't wait to leave, so that she could stay away from Rong Yuan's dead pervert.

So, she didn't procrastinate, quickly got out of bed, and combed her somewhat messy hair with her hands, "Let's go." ”

Lan Zi was also a little shocked when she saw her resolute appearance, but in the end, she was still worried about the master's affairs, so the two hurriedly walked to the Cloud Palace.

Hall of the Clouds

This is the first time Gu Qingran has entered the Cloud Palace.

When she first came to the spirit world, she was placed in Lanting Pavilion, and at that time, Hongyi told her not to leave Lanting Pavilion, plus there were two maidservants guarding her side, and there were guards guarding outside the courtyard, so she could only stay in Lanting Pavilion in peace.

After seeing the Linhua Palace, she thought that all the palaces were similarly decorated.

When she came to the Cloud Palace, she found that compared with the splendor of the Linhua Palace, the Cloud Hall looked much more elegant.

The outside of the palace is not built with jade like the Linhua Palace, and the furnishings in the palace are not as luxurious as the Linhua Palace, there are glittering treasures everywhere, but only a few vases are placed, and a few paintings are hung, but they are also elegant to look at, and there is a comfortable atmosphere everywhere.

As soon as she and Lan Zi walked to the gate of the palace, they heard a low and frustrated sound.

"Twitter~"

There were also many butterflies and birds flying above their heads.

She slowed her pace, closed her eyes, and listened carefully to the noise.

Xiao Sheng seemed to have magical powers, washing her soul and making her whole person extremely relaxed, and even she seemed to follow Xiao Sheng to a paradise, where men and women weave, adults worked in the fields, and children were laughing and playing, so comfortable.

"Miss Qingran..."

Lan Zi saw Gu Qingran's intoxicated appearance, and gently shook her arm.

Gu Qingran opened her eyes violently, but her whole mind seemed to be still in that paradise, and she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time, "Lanzi, do you know whose Xiao Sheng this is?" ”

Lan Zi covered her lips and smiled slightly, and she also understood Gu Qingran's distracted appearance, after all, His Royal Highness's Xiao Sheng, no matter who heard it, would be like this.

"Naturally, it was played by His Royal Highness, don't you think it's good?"

Gu Qingran nodded truthfully, "Indeed, it's very good..."

"That's nature."

Lan Zi's words were a little proud, as well as proud, "His Royal Highness Yan Chuan's Xiao Sheng is well-known in the spirit world, and the only thing that can compete with it is the sound of His Royal Highness Rong Yuan's piano." ”

Gu Qingran was slightly stunned, she hadn't heard Rong Yuan play the piano, so she naturally didn't know this, so she asked, "You mean, Rong Yuan's piano is very good?" ”

Lan Zi didn't expect Gu Qingran to call His Royal Highness Rong Yuan's name back, her pretty face changed slightly, and she pulled Gu Qingran's sleeve and reminded, "Miss Qingran knows that it is a great disrespect to call His Highness's name, fortunately, there is no one here, and only the two of us heard what you said just now, if it is heard by others, then you won't be able to eat and leave." ”

Gu Qingran felt that it was nothing, she was originally a modern person's mind, even in this ancient time, she hadn't gotten used to it for a while, she waved her hand indifferently, "Why can't you call your name?" Isn't the name just for people? ”

Lan Zi looked at Gu Qingran as she should be, and said to her, "What Miss Qingran said is not wrong, it's just that we who are slaves and maids can't call our masters by their names, and if they are really heard by someone with a heart, they will be beheaded." ”

Gu Qingran was taken aback.

I never thought that a matter that was just a name could rise to such a serious level.

However, this system seems to be similar to that of the mortal world.

In the palace, those eunuchs and palace maids can't call the master's name directly.

It can be said that in this ancient period, the stratification of the slave class was too serious.

"Okay, okay, we've been delayed here for a long time, and if we don't go in, Your Highness will have to wait in a hurry." 、

Lan Zi pushed Gu Qingran and stepped into the gate of the palace.

Under her leadership, Gu Qingran came to a pavilion, and there was a white gauze hanging outside the pavilion, the white gauze was not heavy, and a figure could be vaguely seen inside.

Lan Zi took two steps forward, bent down slightly, and said respectfully, "Your Highness, the slave maid has brought Miss Qingran over." ”

"Well, come in."

The sound of the piano had long since stopped as they approached, and the man stood inside, his back to them, his voice clear and cold.

Lan Zi walked over, picked up the white yarn, and made a gesture of invitation to Gu Qingran.

Now, the figure inside is clear at a glance.

The man was dressed in a white robe, with a light blue belt tied around his waist, three thousand silver threads tied high, and a jade Xiao on the stone table, and a white tassel hanging from the Xiao.

Lan Zi had already retired when Gu Qingran walked into the pavilion, and at this time, only she and Mo Yanchuan were left in the pavilion.

Mo Yanchuan turned around, and the silver mask was just like the one that grew on his face, whether it was in the mortal world or the spirit world, he had never seen him take it off.

"You may be seated." Mo Yanchuan sat on the stone bench and said to Gu Qingran again.