Chapter Seventy-Eight: Acacia on the Pipa Strings

Syracuse City changed back to his usual calm and restrained appearance, and hurriedly turned to leave, leaving only a sentence at the door: "Sister Yuan seems to be tired, she should rest earlier." ”

"Naturally, I'm tired......" Shen Yuan watched Snow City leave in a hurry, the light in his eyes slowly became cold again, leaning on the neck of the pipa phoenix and muttering to himself. What she cared about was not Syracuse leaving, but the indifference and detachment in his eyes.

What taboos do you have that you can't touch when you leave Syracuse? Why is it that it is so gentle so real, and suddenly it suddenly changes back to what it used to be......

There was a sudden sound of panicked footsteps in the hallway, and when he reached the point about the staircase, he paused again, and after a while he ran back and stopped outside the door without making a sound. Shen Yuan was irritable in his heart, and raised his voice and said, "What person! Sneaky, want to get beaten? But when I heard a "bang", the person outside the door unceremoniously broke in.

Shen Yuan glared and was about to scold, but someone rushed to accuse her: "Good sister! I was wrong, don't be in a hurry to scold me, you listen to me! Only then did she see that the person who came was actually watching the warbler. I saw that the warbler brought the door indiscriminately, trotted to the soft couch, and knelt down under Shen Yuan's knees.

"Good sister, you can help me!"

Guanying looked disheveled and disheveled, with a panicked face and a disorderly account of what had happened. It turned out that after Shen Yuan and Shen Han left, a group of people sat in the front hall for a while, and in the evening, Gu Gongzi left, and Lu Ziqing and the little flower card entered the room. Guanying knew that she was not interesting, and she wanted to leave, but she was stopped by the pavilion master halfway, saying that Ling Gongzi ordered her and asked her to go to the box on the third floor to accompany her.

Originally, everything was normal, the two of them drank a few glasses of wine and said something, Ling Gongzi suddenly felt a little displeased, and pulled the warbler to seek pleasure. The warbler was originally a red man, so he did not shirk it, who expected that when the love was strong, there was a burst of pipa sound.

Ling Gongzi asked, Guan Ying said, "In the Leng Xiang Pavilion, Sister Oiran's pipa is wonderful", and added another sentence "Sister rarely plays such affectionate tunes", then Ling Gongzi's face changed on the spot and threw her away, poured two glasses of stuffy wine in a row, and asked her if she could play the piano.

Guan Ying can play the Yueqin, so Ling Gongzi asked her to play the Yueqin, and "the louder she plays, the better". Guanying is delicate and savage, not stupid, knowing that this Ling Gongzi's moodiness must be related to Shen Yuan, when he went out of the door, his eyes rolled around, and there was such a farce of breaking into the embroidery room at night.

"What did you say in the first place that upset him?" Shen Yuan put down the pipa and stared at the warbler with his eyes like two small knives.

"I, I'm ......" Guan Ying snorted and didn't seem to dare to speak, but Shen Yuan suddenly raised his eyes and slapped an eye knife, and tears came down: "He said that the green plum wine in the building is good, why didn't he serve it today, I just said that the green plum wine is a temporary emergency, where can I get on the table......"

It's plum wine again! Shen Yuan felt his eyelids skip a beat.

"Good sister! You can help me! Guan Ying saw that Shen Yuan's face had changed, for fear that he would not succeed in stealing chickens, so he hurriedly knelt down and grabbed her knees and begged for help, "That Ling Gongzi must be jealous of you, and he was annoyed when he heard you play the pipa for others!" Good sister, you should do it well and go for me......"

"Shut up! What a howl! Shen Yuan felt angry when he saw the appearance of the warbler, if she didn't have to talk about any "affectionate tunes", he wouldn't have been angry when he thought that the folding fan boy wouldn't be angry.

Interesting, really interesting, the folding fan boy will be jealous? It's funny, it's funny...... It's so funny that she almost forgot that she had just had a "lingering affection" with Syracuse. What's the matter, could it be that the love and hatred of irrelevant people can also hinder the fan boy?

Shen Yuan didn't intend to ignore Guan Ying's words, just because the other party was too flamboyant in the past, and his ability to coax men was also obvious to all in the Leng Xiang Pavilion, how could he let go of the benefits in front of him, just because he missed for a while, he completely gave up saving and handed over the benefactors he had already introduced into the room. However, at the moment, the embarrassment of this top lady does not seem to be fake.

She thought that when she first saw her, she had suffered a big loss, and she said in her heart that the fan boy was really the magic star of Leng Xiang Pavilion. A few months ago, she would have been too lazy to pay attention, but now she ...... Shen Yuan's peach blossom eyes narrowed into willow leaves, and he had the heart to settle accounts after the autumn.

"Get out of the way." She glanced at the warbler again, unceremoniously waved her hand away, walked to the dressing table and sat down, turned her back to the warbler and called her over in a cold voice: "Come here, comb a more beautiful pattern." ”

Guan Ying heard that she was willing, and she was busy crawling over, and remembered to wipe her hands with a handkerchief first, and combed her hair with a comb, with a few lines of tears on her face, and her flattering smile was more ugly than crying: "Good sister, don't worry, I will definitely serve you properly, I just ask you to show up, I will listen to your ...... in everything in the future."

Shen Yuan didn't say a word, looked at the warbler in the rhombic mirror and waited eagerly, and actually combed himself a tall Chaoyun near incense bun, which was not quite the same as the usual appearance, mixed with a lock of braids, twisted like a snake, and the extra section was wound down, and a peony was saved at the bottom of the bun.

Beauty is beautiful, and it loses its bearing, but it is not a person on the first floor.

Feel free, it's not someone you really want to meet. Shen Yuan took matters into his own hands, obliquely and took a small gilt flat seven-tailed phoenix hairpin, with a string of pearls at the phoenix's mouth, and a drop of red coral at the end, with the same beaded string of coral earrings, and re-outlined the tear mole and begonia pattern in the corner of his left eye, and chose a gentle concubine-colored lipstick, and the cold ripples in the peach blossom eyes were carefully traced, and most of the eyelashes were covered by the thick eyelashes like crow's wings.

The warbler is still not slack, helping the Oiran to change clothes. After all, although Shen Yuan was reluctant, he still chose a rouge-colored gold placket gown according to the usual practice, and wore a pair of red gold begonia pattern inlaid with seven treasure collars, with a frost-colored horse face skirt inlaid with light green Yingluo makeup. In front of the makeup mirror, he helped the seven phoenix tails on the hairpin in turn, and the face of the cold fragrance Oiran was as calm as usual.

"Go to the room next to me and tell my two maids, don't panic if you can't find me, I'll call them back." Go back to Madame and tell her I'm gone. Shen Yuan hugged the pipa, motioned to Guanying to lead the way, and instructed her outside the box.

Guan Ying responded again and again, leaned over to open the door for Shen Yuan, watched her go in, closed the door hard, didn't do what she said at all, ran downstairs with small steps, hid back in his room and breathed a sigh of relief, and covered his mouth and snickered for a while.

There was a maid who stayed with her in the house, and when she saw the top card like this, she was inexplicable and didn't dare to ask, and she scolded a few times: "What do you see?" Small pickles! Fetch me water, and no one will see you!" ”