She played a song as she always did.

Zhan Bei listened to it, he clapped his hands, and when he came, he also played a song, the sound of the piano was endless, and he listened to it in autumn, and appreciated it slightly, this man's piano skills are really profound, and he is really the one who follows Qiu Fengyi.

The name Qiu Fengyi flashed in her mind, and her eyes suddenly deepened.

"Yikes!!"

I only heard a frightened cry from the woman, the sound of the piano in her ears stopped abruptly, she raised her head, and just saw Zhan Bei holding her bloody fingers to look at it, but her fingers were cut by the strings, and the wound was not shallow.

In the eyes of autumn, a triumphant smile quickly flashed.

This trick is good, and I took this step safely, and then, it's time to make a good show.

As if she was frightened, she hurriedly said to the slave who was stunned on the side: "What are you still doing in a daze, go and ask the imperial doctor!" ”

The minion was startled and hurriedly ran away.

Qiu Yinong thought about it, knelt in front of Zhan Bei, there was a low table and a phoenix qin between the two people, she took out a handkerchief, covered his wound, and said gently: "The fingers of the people who play the piano are very valuable, the prince must be careful to protect them, and don't leave the root of the disease." ”

As the woman spoke, the somewhat demonic fox eyes bent slightly, and it looked very moving.

Zhan Bei inexplicably felt this smile, a little familiar, but he couldn't say what he felt.

He only felt the strings slip just now, and his fingers quickly slipped out, cutting his fingers, so that he really didn't react, and his fingers had already been cut by the strings with a deep hole.

I have doubts in my heart, why are these strings so slippery?

Seeing Qiu Yinong's indifferent appearance, Zhan Bei became more and more puzzled, could it be that it was really just his carelessness, not something wrong with the strings?

A cold light flashed in the man's eyes, and he pressed down and said tentatively: "Just now this king felt that the strings were very slippery, but Lord Qiu felt it just now?" ”

He said casually: "Fortunately, Lord Qiu is fine, if you scratch Lord Qiu's hand, the king's sin will be great." ”

It is rumored in the palace that the emperor likes to listen to Gongzi Kuanhuan sing to him the most, and he likes to let the autumn mood play the piano for him all night.

Thinking so, he laughed self-deprecatingly.

Qiu Yinong heard the tentative meaning in his words, pursed his lips and smiled: "The prince is serious, this is the negligence of the servant, forgetting to apply the nourishing essential oil on his hand before coming, just now the maid touched the strings, and the strings were slippery." ”

As he spoke, he bowed deeply and apologized.

Zhan Bei's eyes glanced at the autumn mood slightly, and the woman's words were faint, and she couldn't hear anything unusual.

The key Qiu Yinong was deliberate, he couldn't think of what she wanted to do, and there was nothing to say, he glanced at her hand, it was indeed very smooth, and said self-deprecatingly: "In the end, this is also the king's poor piano skills, Lord Qiu's fingers are so slippery and can play so well, and this king only touched it slightly, and it was hurt." ”

In this way, the high and low come out.

"It's the king who loses."

Zhanbei smiled modestly and admitted that he had lost.

Qiu Yinong was not humble, and said softly: "Thank you for your humility." ”