In the upstairs box, Shen Yuan had just stepped into the door, and as soon as he looked up, he bumped into the folding fan, and the other party looked impatient, and it seemed that he was about to push the door out. Shen Yuan looked down, and still only bent his knees slightly and bowed: "Young Master Ling, Guanying is a little unwell, please let me accompany you." ”

The folding fan boy has indeed waited for a long time, and he has been impatient, and when he saw Oiran like this, he was amazed, but his anger did not disappear, and his emotions were mixed, and he just frowned and stared at her, and he didn't know where to put his hand up.

After being embarrassed for a long time, he finally let out a self-deprecating laugh: "Haha...... Mo Yuyan, Mo Yuyan, what are you...... You tell me what is good about you! ”

Shen Yuan didn't want to have a quarrel with the folding fan boy at this time, pretended not to see him lose his temper, walked to the soft couch and sat down with the pipa in his arms, raised his hand to pluck the strings, and adjusted the timbre: "Guan Ying said, Gongzi wants to listen to the Yueqin, but today is really unfortunate, and please don't blame Gongzi and make do with listening to the pipa." As he spoke, he took a closer look out of the corner of his eye and looked around, huh...... There are unknown traces of messiness on the soft couch, and what the warbler said should be true.

The fan boy over there laughed for a while, felt much more relaxed, raised his head and covered his face with one hand and calmed down for a while, returned to the small table, poured a glass of wine, clenched his fists and wiped the corners of his mouth, walked to Shen Yuan, and stretched out his hand to press on the string. "Wait a minute, I'll think about it......" The fan boy withdrew his hand, leaned down close to Shen Yuan's face, raised his index finger in front of his lips and made a silent gesture, "Yes, yes, you don't need to be like this, I still like the way you are." ”

Shen Yuan's gaze fell on the hand of the folding fan boy holding down the pipa strings, and deliberately did not look at him: "Childe, let's take your hand, this string will scratch you if you are not careful." The voice was not shocking, but it was still docile, and as he raised his hand to put it on his wrist, he pulled his hand away a little, "What's more, in the Cold Fragrance Pavilion, what kind of person is Mo Yuyan, and how can the son be determined?" ”

Seeing that Leng Xiang Oiran took the initiative to pull himself, the folding fan boy was in a good mood, and suddenly heard her ask rhetorically, and immediately bypassed her hand, hooked her chin with one finger, and forced her to look at him: "Mo Yuyan, I don't need to know how you act in Leng Xiang Pavilion, there will be a lot of rumors in the market." But if you mean that Mo Yuyan's identity, it's not difficult for me to investigate and believe? I don't know which one you are referring to? ”

The tone of the folding fan boy did not seem to be threatening, and Shen Yuan's heart still sank. Although it was said to the point, she could feel that the meaning of the folding fan boy was not her, but Shen Han beside her today.

"Yan'er thinks that she is innocent and can't be checked, it's not worth the trouble of Childe," she simply looked at the folding fan, the peach blossom eyes sparkled, and there was a faint sneer, "Childe is so aggressive, no wonder Guanying is scared like that." ”

"Huh?" The fan boy was successfully diverted from the topic, and raised his eyebrows to release her chin, "You mean, that woman ran to complain to you?" ”

Seeing that he had succeeded, Shen Yuan carefully put down the pipa and threw a delicate look to the folding fan boy: "When Sister Guanying saw me, she only knew how to cry, where could she complain?" Saying that, he smiled at him, lowered his eyebrows and tidied up the corners of his skirt slightly, "It seems that Yan'er's pipa can't satisfy Gongzi, if Gongzi comes again next time, Yan'er will definitely call Guanying to play a good song of Yueqin and make amends to Gongzi." ”

When it came to the matter of watching the warbler, the folding fan boy who had always been characterized by Shen Yuan as a disciple was actually a little embarrassed, and turned his back as if he was empty, and his tone was quite embarrassing: "Cough, you are embarrassed to say it!" You must know that I am in love with that beauty, what kind of lute do you play...... Also, don't think about him! ”

"Snort......" Shen Yuan saw the embarrassment of the folding fan boy for the first time, and laughed lightly, and his left hand seemed to inadvertently pluck the pipa strings, "No wonder the prince doesn't want to see my pipa like this, otherwise, I'll step back and ask Guanying to come back to accompany me?" ”

Shen Yuan was really sarcastic, but he didn't think that the fan boy was surprisingly irritable, and immediately became annoyed again, grabbed her left wrist with one hand, supported the soft couch with the other hand, covered her whole person under him, and glared at her quite fiercely: "Don't go!" Don't mention any more warblers, do you hear? ”

"Young Master Ling...... Do you seem to like to catch people's wrists? If the son doesn't let go, Yan'er's hand is afraid that it will be scrapped...... "Proud as Shen Yuan, his voice is also trembling, his eyes are red and staring at the folding fan, stubbornly tempered to prevent tears from flowing out, the corners of his eyes are shining, reflecting the tears of begonia flowers, which are a little good-looking.

This person is by no means a weak person.

cried in front of people and begged for mercy, which really made Shen Yuan despise himself. Fortunately, fortunately, she was still sensible, and she immediately felt that this person had a calloon on her hand, and pinched it hard under impulse, and there were several muffled "clicks" at the joints of her wrists, almost thinking that she was dislocated. Okay, okay...... After the autumn, it turned out to be a confused account.

"You think I want to!" The folding fan boy didn't know if he wanted to do it, but he still wanted to talk to her quickly, holding his neck and refusing to let go, and reaching out to poke her forehead: "Stupid to you!" What do you cry about, you just say you don't leave, and I won't let go! ”

"Good! I'm not going! Shen Yuan almost shouted, "I'm not leaving, I'm not leaving, you can let go!" ”

Fortunately, this unreasonable person is still trustworthy, Shen Yuan didn't want to talk nonsense with him, raised his eyes and glanced around, saw the wine jug on the table, threw his sleeves away angrily, smoked a silk handkerchief, poured strong wine, pressed it on his wrist and wrapped it, and the feeling of cold immersion instantly penetrated into the skin and flesh and into the cracks of the bones.

The pain and cold feeling stimulated her to snort a few times, raised her face and folded her eyes, stared for a moment, she endured the pain and said slowly: "No wonder the warbler is scared...... Ling Gongzi, why did you come to this Fengyue Field to be so angry? Oiran's pretty face was full of undisguised sarcasm. It's just a gamble, she just wants to try it today, whether this fan boy is really impulsive, really brainless, or is pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, clearly hiding a fox tail.

Depending on who he is, since he calls her so embarrassed, then even if she digs three feet into the ground, she has to find out. When encountering such an inexplicable thing, Oiran Mo Yuyan could endure it, but Ah Yuan of the Shen family in the northwest couldn't.

Sure enough, the fan boy was provoked by her words, and immediately changed his complexion, glared at her, stepped forward a few steps forward and grabbed her shoulders, and pushed her to the edge of the table: "Don't mention the warbler again!" Don't you understand? ”

Shen Yuan paid attention, looking at his body shape and gait in these few steps, he should have practiced martial arts. The folding fan boy seems to have a long memory, and the push is not heavy, and Shen Yuan's back hits the edge of the table, which is not very painful.

"Watching the warbler? What to listen to...... Not! Hmmm......"