"That boy has a lot of strength." Yun Qian returned to the banquet and rubbed his wrist intentionally or unintentionally.

Dieji naturally found a place to sit down, poured himself a drink, and said sarcastically: "But from the slave family's point of view, Yun Gongzi is even better." ”

"Brother Yun, Brother Yun, there was a bastard outside just now who was making trouble for you?" Jiang Shoushuo rolled up his sleeves, straddled one foot, and was eager to try.

Dieji poured the wine in his cup again, put it in front of Jiang Shoushuo, raised the red lips that were moistened by the wine and made it even more bewitching, and said, "Little master, there is no martial arts conference here in the slave family. ”

"Bustard, that kind of indiscriminate trouble, you can't bear it!" Jiang Shoushuo was still a little afraid of butterflies, and tried to provoke with words first.

"Little grandfather, drink." After picking up Lan and pointing out the glass of wine he had poured, Li Jiu said with a light smile: "I don't have any indiscriminate work in this small attic. It was not the right time for the slave family to go just now, but I didn't see which party made the first move. ”

The implication of this is the implication of faint accusation of Yun Qian. Jiang Pingxuan didn't speak, and asked calmly at this time, "Brother Xian, what's the situation?" ”

It wasn't a big deal, but I happened to bump into the boy and shook hands with each other. It's just that I'm a little puzzled, since there is no martial arts conference here, why is there a sound of swords, axes, swords, and halberds in the hall. Yun said lightly, glancing at Jiang Pingxuan a few times, intentionally or unintentionally.

Jiang Shoushuo jumped up when he heard it: "Damn! Don't be a assassin! ”

"I didn't expect the little grandfather to have such a funny side." Butterflies smiled a lot, but a chill gradually rose in their eyes.

"It doesn't matter. Assassins are human beings, and there must always be a place for pastime. Besides, this son has always trusted the bustard very much. Jiang Pingxuan was not as angry as Yun Qian expected, but looked very unconcerned.

Why does he just trust Dieji? Yun Qian was puzzled, Jiang Pingxuan didn't have a guard, and he could still sit here safely, so he was a little blindly confident. If you want to add up the people who want to kill the only son of King Wei, I am afraid that I can spare Jinling City.

Dieji's terrifying smile made Jiang Shoushuo dare not tease anymore, he leaned on Jin's chest stupidly, looking a little aggrieved. The hall was a little quiet, Yun Qian and Die Ji sat opposite each other, looking at their noses and noses, and their noses and hearts, each of them secretly scolded each other's ancestors for eighteen generations.

In the past, people like Yun Qian who stared rudely at Dieji became blind, but now because of Jiang Pingxuan's feelings, he can't do anything to him. Feeling the faint hostility, Yun Qian was even more disgusted with this bewitching and arrogant woman.

"Zheng." Suddenly, a crisp sound of strings pierced the night sky and lingered in people's ears for a long time. Only this string is plucked, the sheng song is suddenly silent, and the conversation and laughter stop. Everyone, even the soft moonlight that floated out of the shadows of the clouds, seemed to be involuntarily waiting for the next string movement.

The night is like water, a clear spring with silver and white moonlight from the cliff of the top of the mountain poured down the silk, the sound of the piano on the Fengwu Pavilion rises, the murmuring trickle is tactful, the strings are charming, the rhyme is like a ring, and the quiet and endless wisps. That tune doesn't seem to belong to this piece of red dust, it doesn't express sorrow and joy, it doesn't mean anything, but it seems to lead the way, evoking three thousand thoughts and the past. Hearing the law, they were all intoxicated, and their infatuated demeanor was lost, but the heart city had already burned with snow.

After the song, there is still an aftermath around the soul, and the plants, trees, flowers and stones are also affectionate, and they can't go for a long time. Until the last drop of spring water "dingdong" fell into the water, although there were no waves, but a long sigh began, and it could not be stopped.

"This song is immortal!" Jiang Pingxuan, who was quite deep in the city, was moved at this time, and he held back for a long time, but he could only spit out four words.

No words seem to be able to describe such a piano song, and Yun Qian's thoughts are lost as the last trace of charm in his mind dissipates. He looked at the people around him who slowly calmed down, and sighed: "The person who plays this song must be a fairy-like figure, if you can see it, you will have no regrets in this life." ”

Everyone nodded yes, and Die Ji smiled and said, "It's not difficult to see it." “

"Oh? Could this gentleman also be a friend of the bustard? Jiang Pingxuan asked with interest.

Butterfly's eyes flowed, revealing a rare bit of shame and said: "I can't talk about my friend, it's just that this gentleman owes some money for wine a month ago..."

"Holy! Bustard, you won't lock people up in a small black room, will you? Jiang Shoushuo was so anxious that he shouted, it was possible to cut off the people who were on credit with the means of butterflies.

Dieji did not get angry this time, but explained to himself: "The gentleman said that he is proficient in medical skills and is willing to stay in the building to pay off the debts of the girls." You also know that my Fengwu Pavilion will inevitably have some guests who are puzzled, if there is no good doctor, it is not good to always lose people's lives, and it is also a loss to this, the slave family did not embarrass that gentleman at that time. If the slave family knew that his piano rhyme was so immortal that day, they wouldn't dare to let him..."

Downplaying the life and death of the girls, Die's indifferent tone made Yun Qian shudder and angry, but on the other hand, Yun Qian admired the violinist even more. The purest natural sound in the world, the most compassionate healer's benevolence, can make the invincible butterflies reveal a little shameful color.

Jiang Pingxuan also seemed to feel the same way at this time, and said, "Bustard, can you please tell this gentleman." ”

"Yes, the slave family also has to compensate that gentleman, and then I will ask His Highness to say a few more kind words." Die's beautiful eyes wandered, and she turned to the girl waiting outside the door and ordered, "Mei, go and invite Mr. Hai." Be polite and respectful, and don't be offended. ”

"Please, sir." After a few moments, Mei pushed the hall door open and bowed slightly. All eyes were on one time.

It was a handsome son, dressed in a spotless plain green shirt, with a face like a crown of jade, eyebrows and eyes, long black hair hanging over his shoulders, carrying a heavy medical box and a simple piano in his arms, slowly coming step by step. At this moment, his thin lips were slightly arcing downward, and a pair of phoenix eyes under his slender eyebrows were as cold as ice, ignoring everything.

Such an unearthly temperament dwarfs the extraordinary son of the world. Yun Qian felt that in this world, I am afraid that only Chu Xi in men's clothing can be compared with it. Chu Xi is as pure as jade, and this person is as clear as snow.

"Little Doctor of the Grass People, meet His Royal Highness the Prince." He said that he was a greeting, but he just arched his hand casually, and such an impudent act seemed to be taken for granted to this person, as if this mortal world was not worthy of restraining him.

"Sir, please take a seat." Jiang Pingxuan got up to greet him, and everyone saluted him, but Hai Xiaoyi nodded indifferently.

It's not arrogant, it's natural. Everyone in the hall has a little bit of arrogance in their chests, of course they also have this kind of capital, but if they show it in front of Hai Xiaoyi, it will look very ridiculous.

In the final analysis, the pride of the world comes from self-esteem, and self-esteem will have inferiority, which is all caused by a mortal heart.

And Hai Xiaoyi, maybe he doesn't have a mortal heart...