Mo Lan was completely speechless.

Si Yunyin, this kid said that he would come out of nowhere, and he also gave some hints so that she could be mentally prepared? He jumped out like this, and asked King Wen what kind of glass and bizi he borrowed, meaning to accompany her?

Come on! If she still has reservations about King Wen's skills, then she is 100% skeptical of her own cold-faced iceberg prince......

Mistrust!

Looking at the jaw-dropping faces of this garden, she definitely had reason to believe that no one here had ever heard Si Yunyin. She really wanted to ask weakly, could she refuse his "kindness"?

But in a blink of an eye, when he saw Si Yunyin's cold face, he gave up helplessly. Because at this moment, those bottomless ice pupils are flashing a warning message to her very clearly - do you dare to refuse to try?

Mo Lan suddenly felt very aggrieved and depressed, was she going to participate in the competition, and she didn't even have the right to choose an accompanist for herself?

Ahhhh

Mo Lan wiped a handful of empty tears very tragically, but saw that the beautiful man in white was extremely calmly accepting everyone's questioning eyes at this moment, including her.

Belch......

He looked like he was still ...... Confident?

Mo Lan touched her chin and began to face the serious question.

Si Yunyin is obviously not the kind of person who will find himself unhappy, if his flute skills are really so bad, he will definitely not take the initiative to jump out and embarrass himself, right?

She didn't believe that she had such a great charm that she could make this big ice cube jealous of her to the point that she didn't even care about face.

After thinking about it, I still feel that Si Yunyin probably, maybe, should, and seems to be......

Hidden and hidden?

Taking advantage of the palace people to get the flute, Mo Lan quietly moved to Si Yunyin's side, and asked tentatively: "Lord Wang, what kind of tune are you going to play in a while?" ”

Actually, what she wants to ask is, how is your skill??

Si Yunyin glanced at her coldly, and then slowly and elegantly......

Looked away, didn't say a word.

o(╯□╰)o

Mo Lan's face immediately froze, what is this, learn her trick of ignoring people? I really can't see that this master is still a studious and motivated, and he is learning and using the master?

"Si Yunyin, what do you mean?" Mo Lan lowered her voice, her eyes seemed to be looking around casually, her lips moved almost invisibly, but her tone was extremely displeased, "Don't think that if you don't bird me, I'll be out of line, let me tell you, don't slap your swollen face and become fat, I am bound to win this head today." ”

Don't pull her back! These are the words she hid.

At this time, the palace man took the flute and handed it over respectfully, and the jade flute with a whole emerald color exuded a bright and brilliant luster, refracting a dazzling light in the sun.

Si Yunyin only took the jade flute silently, and his pale and slender fingers caressed the body of the flute, and the smooth and cool touch came from the fingertips.

Sure enough, it's a good flute.

Mo Lan was so angry that her teeth were itching on the side, this damn bird prince ignored her gorgeously again!