Not impressed? How could she not be impressed, she was seriously injured because she was drunk with three lives that night and fought with someone again!

So that little fairy......

"What did you say?" Hearing Feng Qingyan's words, Qin Huai was stunned for a moment, feeling that he had heard it wrong.

"It's okay, it's okay, you and I have to eat. Bye-bye, gone, never again! While walking around them, Feng Qingyan waved his hand, looking swaggering, leaving Qin Huai with a stunned face.

After Feng Qingyan left, Shangguan Jin slowly approached him, "Brother Qin Huai, are you still looking for your little fairy?" ”

"No, no, no!" Qin Huai waved his hand, a little impatient, but after sighing, he was a little frustrated, "It's just a dream, it can't be true." ”

He walked forward full of loss, Rao always felt that it was not a dream, but he had been looking for so long and had not found it, and at this moment he had to believe that it was really a dream.

It's just a dream, just forget it.

Shangguan Jin looked at his back, faintly felt that something was wrong, and couldn't help touching his chin and thinking, could he just give up?

Sighing, he shook his head helplessly, he really couldn't understand the thoughts of these young people.

——

In the evening, Xue He sent a letter, Su Moxian opened it and looked at it, his face changed instantly, and he hurriedly said, "Come and find Mr. Chu." ”

Chu Xu read the content of the letter, saying that Feng Qingyan would leave with Feng Qingyue.

Fold the letter paper and put it on the table, Chu Xu raised his eyes: "Your Highness, we can intercept and kill on the road." ”

Su Moxian: "Sir, since she is leaving, it is far away from the imperial city, it should not be able to hinder us, so we can't help but let her go." ”

"Your Highness, by no means!" Chu Xu retorted, which made Su Moxian stunned for a moment.

With a chuckle, Su Moxian's slender fingertips slid across the stationery on the table, "Mr. seems to be too obsessed with killing her." ”

Raising his eyes, his gaze fell on Chu Xu, who seemed to have doubts about this matter.

"Sharing worries for His Highness is a matter within the grass people's share. The wind is clear and can't be left, since he is a person who is destined to restrain each other, then he can't be resolved unless he dies. I'm afraid that I will miss it this time, and if she returns next time, His Highness will be difficult to deal with. ”

Chu Xu still looked respectful, and seemed to be doing everything for his good.

"Knowing that Mr. is attentive, this palace is very pleased." Su Moxian gently patted the back of his hand.

He also said: "She left quietly this time, not many people know, if she doesn't want to be discovered, then she will definitely hide the route on the day she leaves, Feng Qingyue is quite high, our people may not be able to follow them, I don't know what tricks this Mr. has?" ”

Chu Xu: "Your Highness, not everyone has the cultivation of Feng Qingyue. ”

Su Moxian: "What do you mean, sir?" ”

"There's a guy who's a good fit." As he spoke, Chu Xu suddenly smiled, and there was something strange in his smile.

——

Xian Wang's Mansion.

The sound of the piano is loud, flowing in the late autumn night, like the sound of the world, plucking the strings, wiping lightly, repeating and picking, and the flexible fingers quickly fly on the strings.

In the distance, someone heard the sound of the piano, and the housekeeper in the palace was still a little strange, "This sound of the piano seems to come from the direction of the prince's bedroom, but isn't the prince in the study now?" So who's playing the piano? ”

He turned around with doubt, and immediately saw the person standing in front of him, and couldn't help but salute: "Lord Wang." ”

Ye Yunshen looked at the direction of the dormitory, and the sound of the piano revealed a passionate tune, one string and one song touched people's hearts, and people's mood couldn't help but rise and fall with the sound of the piano.

It's like a battle from the battlefield.

"Lord, the sound of the piano ......"

The palace housekeeper originally wanted to say something more, but Ye Yunshen raised his hand to stop him and said lightly: "Go and put out the light in the study." ”

Walking down the steps, his clothes fluttering, his red clothes were dimming in the night, and he walked towards the dormitory.

The secret guards near the bedroom were all broken by Feng Qingyan, and she was the only one in the courtyard, playing this song non-stop, as if tireless.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano stopped, and a slender jade hand with distinct knots pressed on the strings, and as soon as Feng Qingyan looked up, he saw Ye Yunshen who was looking at her.

"I always knew that Yan'er could play the piano, but I didn't know that she could play so well." He walked over to her and sat down, stretched out his hand to take her into his arms, "It's just that you should rest, otherwise your hands will hurt after a long time, and the night is cold, Yan'er won't stay in the yard." ”

He leaned his face closer to her and smiled and said, "I'll take you back." ”

"Nope."

He was about to pick her up when he was stopped by her outstretched hand, only to hear her say: "It's still early, let's stay for a while, and I brought wine today, it is a three-year drunk pear flower carving, and it won't be cold if you drink some wine." ”

She carried a jar of wine at her feet to the table, and when she heard her words, Yeyun Shen didn't know what to say, and vaguely felt that something was not right.

However, he could only persuade her, "You are not in good health, and the amount of alcohol is still poor, this wine is strong, drink less." ”

She opened the jar of wine, took out the two wine glasses she had prepared in advance, filled each of them, and then picked up one of them and handed it to him, "Yours." ”

"It's better for Yan'er, feed me this cup." The hand that held her never let go, and he said a teasing word, and looked at her with a smile.

"Okay." The glass in her hand was placed to her lips, and the wine in the glass was poured into her mouth, and she turned her head to kiss him, raising her hand to hook his neck.

With himself as a cup, feed him this glass of wine, and what he tasted was not only the mellow pear blossom wine, but also the sweetness that belonged to her, which penetrated into the bone marrow little by little.

After letting go of him, she lifted another wine glass, poured all the wine into her throat, wiped the wine from the corner of her lips with her sleeve, and said with a smile: "I want to dance for you, and only for you to see." Do you know how to play the piano? Can you play the piano for me? ”

"To tell you the truth, your husband and I have a lot of things, Mrs. wants to dance, the person who strokes the piano should be your husband and me, life after life, life and world will not change."

His hand caressed the hair on the back of her head, and the smile on his lips was full of charm in his peach blossom eyes.

The sound of the piano, as the evening breeze spreads, melodious and beautiful, the tune is tactful, and the tiptoes step out step by step in the sound of the piano, and then rotate, and the dress flies.

The waist twisted, the sleeves covered his face, and there was a faint smile on his face, but the smile looked back, his eyes seemed to be hooking, the long sleeves flicked, and a beautiful arc was raised in mid-air, the long legs stepped out, fell straight down, the back waist bowed, the soft jade hand was wound up from the chin, and the fingertips slid a little bit over the cheeks.

A drunken dance is an indescribable style.

When she got up, she walked towards him, raised her hind feet, leaned over and flicked her long sleeves, and landed in front of him, wanting to take them back, but in an instant, the piano stopped, and the hand that should have stroked the piano grabbed the long sleeves.

With a smile in his eyes, he took advantage of the situation, pulled her towards him, and then reached out to take her into his arms, and a jar of wine on the table was swept to the ground, and it broke with a "bang", and all the wine flowed to the ground.

The little man in his arms was as soft as a boneless, and there was a touch of red on his cheeks, which was even more delicate and lovely, and had already hooked his heart firmly.

She was already drunk, lying in his arms, a pair of restless hands fell on his chest, slowly sliding up through his clothes, and everywhere she passed, it was hot.

"Yun Shen, let me be your woman."