Zhao Yuru, who was eating wine at Taishi Xu's mansion, suddenly sneezed twice. Song Moqing on the side hurriedly handed her a handkerchief.

Zhao Yuru rubbed her nose, looked up at the scorching sun in the sky, and said with some wondering: "Strange, why do you suddenly feel cold?" ”

"Maybe I've eaten too much cold wine, drink some hot soup to warm up!" Song Moqing asked the attendant to bring a bowl of hot soup.

This caring look provoked Chen Yijia on the side to drop his chopsticks.

Zhao Yuru was very satisfied with Song Moqing's performance, stretched out his hand and scratched his chin and said, "That's good!" ”

Song Moqing shrank back, Zhao Yuru really seized the opportunity to do something to himself, he also wanted to cry without tears.

"I still remember the year before last, when the sister of the Liu family got married, you and the prince had a table at the same table, and when you were drunk, you grabbed the prince's jade spike and refused to let go, and in the blink of an eye, you stuck to the champion Lang. Don't be afraid of causing jokes again! Chen Yijia took a sip of wine and said angrily.

Zhao Yuru didn't know that there was this paragraph, but it was not surprising that for her before, if she didn't rely on Yan Linjun when she was drunk, when could she rely on him?

But now satirizing Zhao Yuru is tantamount to satirizing yourself! She hasn't suffered a loss since she can remember, even if she becomes a fat girl, don't want her to suffer a little loss!

She thought about her words, slapped her chopsticks on the table, and was about to speak, but found that the chopsticks were slapped in two by herself.

Seeing this, Chen Yijia sighed in his heart, and turned his head a little embarrassed and didn't dare to continue to be sarcastic.

"Forehead ······" Zhao Yuru was also a little embarrassed, and originally wanted to say something to fight back, but now it seems that there are some things that can frustrate people more than words.

A servant girl next to her hurriedly stepped forward to change the dishes and chopsticks, Zhao Yuru sighed softly, okay, it can be regarded as achieving the goal. She stared at her hand, what the hell was this made of?

Song Moqing watched from the sidelines, thinking that she had just slapped her hand.

"Miss Zhao, but your hand hurts?" He asked softly.

Zhao Yuru glanced at him, Song Moqing's eyes were timid, and her body kept a distance from her, as if she was afraid that she would suddenly come forward and tease her again. But the concern in his eyes can't be hidden. Looking at those fawn-like eyes, she would always think of the little girls in Qinyun Curie who had just been sold in. It's pitiful, but people can't help but want to play a trick.

"You care about me, huh?" Zhao Yuru asked with a smile.

"I ······" Song Moqing's face flushed, and she wanted to refute but didn't know what to say.

"I heard that Zhuang Yuanlang is very eloquent, and when he took the palace test, he talked with the saint in front of the emperor, why did he come to me and couldn't say a word?"

"Miss Zhao, you're joking!" Song Moqing sat back in his seat and straightened his clothes. Zhao Yuru glanced at Chen Yijia, who was jealous on the side, and deliberately said loudly: "Don't worry, it's just a pair of chopsticks." Even if I break someone's neck, my hands will be fine! ”

Chen Yijia knew that these words were for herself, she bit her lip, saw several musical instruments in front of her, and immediately thought of a way to rectify Zhao Yuru.

She stepped forward, took Xu Zhaoyi's hand and said: "The sisters here are all proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, why don't we borrow flowers to offer Buddha, and use these instruments to play a song for my sister to celebrate!" ”

When Xu Zhaoyi heard this, he said with a smile: "Sisters have a heart!" ”

Chen Yijia glanced at Song Moqing, deliberately stepped forward and squeezed Zhao Yuru away, sat next to Song Moqing and said a little shyly: "Song Gongzi, I have always heard Sister Xu say that your flute is played very well, today we will play a song "And Dilian" together to congratulate Sister Xu on her birthday!" ”

Song Moqing glanced at Xu Zhaoyi and congratulated her on her birthday, he naturally would not refuse. So he smiled and nodded.

When Chen Yijia heard this, a snickering smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he turned his head to look at Zhao Yuru again, and then deliberately said loudly: "I don't know if Mr. Zhao is the head of the sect, would you like to play a song with us?" ”

"Okay!" Unexpectedly, Zhao Yuru did not refuse.

Of course she won't refuse, and even thinks that Chen Yijia is a little ridiculous, playing the music she made in front of her, isn't this the class getting an axe, is it extremely ridiculous?

In fact, when Chen Yijia proposed the ensemble just now, Zhao Yuru knew that she would definitely embarrass herself. But Chen Yijia didn't expect that the Zhao Yuru in front of him was no longer the Zhao Yuru who could only pull other men's jade spikes and cry.

But she actually doesn't have a bottom in her own heart, after all, she has changed her body, looking at Zhao Yuru's ten thick fingers, don't think about the guqin pipa and the like, don't say that the fingers are not flexible, don't tear off other people's strings with all your strength.

Fortunately, when she was in Qinyunju before, her best skill was drum dancing, and she also studied with the drum master for a period of time. Besides, Zhao Yuru is holding two big copper hammers all day long, and it's a pity that this arm strength doesn't play drums.

"I didn't expect that we could still hear the music of Mr. Zhao!" Chen Yijia glanced at Zhao Yuru disdainfully, and then sat down with the other women one by one.

Zhao Yuru also stood in front of the big drum, but before she could pick up the drumstick, the familiar music sounded. Those young ladies tacitly played the tune first, and didn't wait for her at all. This made Zhao Yuru stand among them, like a clown jumping off the beam, and let the other guests see the joke.

This is clearly to show Zhao Yuru's face.

Looking at their fearless appearance, it must have been not once or twice before to do this kind of thing, Zhao Yuru crossed his hands, thinking that his body could endure it before? It's really good to be bullied, it's a shame that you are still the head of the camp in the suburbs of Beijing, and the big men in the front hall are all respectful to you, and these chattering women are hostile to you. In the past, she only thought that a beautiful woman would cause public anger, but she didn't expect that being ugly would make the crowd attack her.

"Woman, it's terrible!"

The men in the antechamber heard the music drifting from afar, and they all stopped talking to each other and listened carefully.

Suddenly, a loud and powerful drum beat disrupted the rhythm of the piece.

One and another.

Those who played the piano paused, and looked back.

I saw Zhao Yuru holding a drumstick, again and again, casually beating the big drum in front of him. Chen Yijia paused and wanted to play again, but after trying several times, he was still disrupted by the drumbeat.

She was a little anxious, the drums seemed to be out of order, but they were able to deviate their performance every time.

At this time, Zhao Yuru picked up the drumstick with both hands and gently knocked on the drum surface. The sound of the dense and powerful drum beats gradually increases.

Zhao Yuru waved her arms, usually she had to spend a lot of effort to make this drum sound like thunder, but at this time, she only needed to spend three points of her strength to beat the high-spirited drum beat.

In an instant, the drumming stopped abruptly, and then a sharp flute broke through the sky, like a sword roar. Everyone's eyes looked at Song Moqing again, and among the performers, he was the only one who kept up with Zhao Yuru's rhythm.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Yuru vigorously beat the drum surface, and the deafening "Breaking Array" rolled in under her drumsticks, with an overwhelming heroic momentum.

"It's ······ "Breaking the Array"! The penetrating sound of the drums naturally reached the ears of the people in the antechamber, and the men stood silently to the rousing drumming, and stood silently to each other.

Among them, there are many men who once cherished their family and country and wanted to fight on the battlefield to protect their families and defend the country, but this peaceful and prosperous world has passed for a long time, and people are also lacking and old. Those days of thinking about pointing out the country and scolding Fang Xuan have long since disappeared.

But hearing the sound of the drum again, many people are reminded of their dreams.

Good man, go all directions, for the country and the people, and be high-blooded.

The sound of the drums was mixed with the sound of a high flute, like a cry, like a whisper, like the cry of those heroic souls on the battlefield.

The sound of the drum weakened, the sound of the flute gradually melodious, and people seemed to have a boundless scene of "lonely smoke in the desert" in front of their eyes, a man and a thin horse, walking alone in the yellow sand.

Suddenly, the flute sounded, and the drums gradually became tense, as if the wolf smoke was billowing in front of them, and a huge enemy army appeared.

Everyone's breathing began to tense to the beat of the drum. Zhao Yuru hit faster and faster, and she didn't care about the sweat dripping from her forehead. Just when the drum beat was at its most urgent, it suddenly stopped.

She glanced at Song Moqing, and his forehead was also sweating profusely.

Song Moqing seemed to understand what she meant, the flute sounded loudly, and the atmosphere of slaughter suddenly spread. It was as if a man and a horse had rushed into the enemy's ranks.

Time seemed to stand still, and everyone present looked at the tacit duo of Zhao Yuru and Song Moqing, as well as the scene brought by their music.

Zhao Yuru took a deep breath, flipped the drumstick, and the high-spirited drum beat sounded again, this time more exciting and rough than the previous drum beat.

Everyone saw that it was not a man and a thin horse, but behind him were thousands of troops, stepping on the yellow sand, roaring, roaring and rushing into the enemy formation. Like a sharp sword, it tore a hole in the other party.

Break out.

In the end, everything returned to silence, only the sad sound of the flute was still whimpering and whispering, those who could not go back, the blood covered by the yellow sand.

At the end of the song, Xu Zhaoyi was already in tears.

Everyone didn't expect that Zhao Yuru would have this stunt! In terms of momentum alone, all of them together are less than her hand, and in terms of musicality, they can't match it. And the ensemble of Song Moqing and Zhao Yuru actually made them feel a sense of tacit understanding?

Are they dazzled?

Zhao Yuru put down the drumstick, wiped her sweat, walked in front of Xu Zhaoyi, and said bluntly: "Miss Xu, you are also going to another battlefield." I know what you're afraid of, so I'm sending you this song "Breaking the Array", hoping that no matter what happens to you in the future, you can break the formation like the wind. As long as you have courage, God will not treat you badly! ”

Xu Zhaoyi looked at the woman in front of him, and her chubby face made people feel extremely close. She had never been in contact with Zhao Yuru before, and she didn't want Zhao Yuru to see what she was thinking at a glance, and she used this method to appease her heart.

"Thank you, sister!" Xu Zhaoyi stood up and made a big salute to Zhao Yuru.

"My sister's words will be remembered in my heart."

Zhao Yuru looked at Xu Zhaoyi and was so moved that she was about to twitch, and hurriedly helped her up and said, "You are a birthday star, how can you worship me?" Besides, it's not my credit, Zhuangyuanlang is also very powerful! ”

Xu Zhaoyi wiped his tears, looked at Song Moqing, and said with a smile: "Brother Moqing, thank you!" ”

Zhao Yuru pursed his lips, if he doesn't shout "Brother Moqing" this time, he won't have a chance in the future!

Even though Song Moqing was reluctant in his eyes, he still took a step back and returned the salute.

If the two meet again in the future, it will be the difference between the monarch and the minister.

Song Moqing raised his head and subconsciously looked at Zhao Yuru on the side, this drum sound is a unique in the world, he thought that Zhao Yuru only knew how to dance knives and guns, but he didn't expect that she also had such a delicate side.

It seems that he was indeed one-sided before.

Zhao Yuru turned his head and saw Song Moqing staring at him, and immediately showed him a sweet smile, smiling so much that his eyes couldn't see.

Song Moqing blushed, and hurriedly lowered her head to look away.

"Idiot!" Zhao Yuru pursed her lips and smiled.

On the other end, Lin Yufu's heartbeat was no weaker than Zhao Yuru's drumbeat, and she looked at Yan Linjun who appeared in front of her, and her heart was about to jump out of her chest. was so nervous that she could only hear her own rapid breathing in her ears, and in the face of Yan Linjun's inquiry, she couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.

"Lord Wang! How did you get back? The county lord of Yulin stepped forward, hugged Yan Linjun's waist coquettishly and said, "Didn't the emperor's brother leave you to play chess today?" ”

Yan Linjun ignored the county lord of Yulin, still looked at Lin Yufu with cannibalistic eyes, and asked again.

"Miss Yufu, take it out!"

Lin Yufu's sanity came back a little, she looked at the piece of paper in her hand, trying to maintain her calm, and then looked at Yan Linjun with an innocent expression and said, "Is this thing?" ”

The county lord of Yulin on the side saw it and was also curious, so he stepped forward to take the paper. But this time, Yan Linjun didn't give her face, directly snatched the piece of paper, and said coldly to Xiao Liu: "Please go out!" ”

Xiao Liu nodded, and couldn't help but let the guards take the noisy Yulin County Lord out of the study.

The moment the door closed, Lin Yufu's heart was half cold.

Yan Linjun: Is this going to kill people? She is not afraid of death, but if she dies, no one will expose Yan Linjun's treason with the enemy! And this is someone else's body, if he dies, the real Lin Yufu can't be replaced!

The unprecedented strong desire to survive made Lin Yufu's brain spin rapidly, she immediately knelt in front of Yan Linjun, and said in fear: "The prince forgives me, I shouldn't instigate the county lord!" I won't dare next time! ”

Yan Linjun laughed angrily, he sat on the chair, looked at Lin Yufu, and said slowly: "Instigating the county lord? So come to my study? ”

She nodded, cried and said, "I originally wanted to provoke the relationship between the county lord and Bai Shuangshuang, but who would have thought that the county lord would be wrong, and he would have to come to the prince's study to make trouble." I can't stop it! ”

Yan Linjun looked at her, tears fell big and big, this time she had some real feelings.

In fact, Lin Yufu's tears were real, she was so scared for some reason, probably because she really felt the threat of death.

"Go on!" Yan Linjun was not moved by her pear blossom with rain, and asked her to continue.

"Of course, I also want to provoke the relationship between you and the county lord, I think that your study has been messed up by the county lord, you will definitely blame the county lord, in this way, I will take advantage of the fisherman, right?" She wiped her tears and tried her best to reduce the matter to a jealousy between several women, which was probably the fastest time in her life.

But how could Yan Linjun believe it?

He folded the letter lightly and whispered, "What do you see?" ”

"What?" Lin Yufu raised her head and looked at him puzzled.

Yan Linjun leaned down, picked up her chin and said, "No matter what you see, your beautiful eyes and eloquent tongue can't be retained!" ”

Lin Yufu was horrified in her heart, according to this meaning, Yan Linjun was going to gouge out his eyes and cut off his tongue!

Good guys, what a heart! It's better to kill yourself!

She was stunned and burst out laughing.

"Lord, that letter has an ulterior secret in it, right?"

Yan Linjun did not answer.

"Don't worry, I didn't see anything." Lin Yufu wiped her tears and said, "But I think you are not at ease." In this case, there is no need to humiliate me like this, I am also a generation of Oiran, gouging out my eyes and cutting out my ears, it is too cruel. If you still have that little pity for me, give me three feet of white silk and give me a whole corpse! ”

After speaking, she stood up, tears still stained on her face, and she felt quite cold.

Although he was fearless on the surface, Lin Yufu's heart was constantly beating, and now he could only find a chance to escape. What should be said still has to be said, and she can only try to make Yan Linjun feel affectionate and innocent.

Zhao Yuru also said that if you want Yan Linjun to fall in love with her, you must first make yourself look like you are in love with him.

Even if it's a fake show.

"I wanted to spare your life, but since you are bent on death, I will fulfill you." After speaking, he motioned for Xiao Liu to take Lin Yufu away.

Xiao Liu was a little surprised, did he really want to kill Lin Yufu?

Thinking about it a few days ago, didn't Yan Linjun still care about her very much? His own master is really ruthless!

Although he had doubts, Xiao Liu still took Lin Yufu down.

Soon, Lin Yufu was taken back to the attic in the middle of the lake, and Xincha was surprised how her master was escorted back?

"Can I say the last words to my maidservant?" Lin Yufu turned his head and asked.

Xiao Liu naturally did not refuse.

"Girl, what's wrong with you? Didn't you go to clean up the county lord? ”

Lin Yufu lowered her eyes, leaned into Xincha's ear and said, "I have already pleaded with the prince, and he will let you out of the house." Don't go back to Qinyunju, go to Sect Leader Zhao, she will protect you. If I can escape, I will go there to find you, if I can't······" She paused, and said a little helplessly: "Then please say sorry to Mr. Zhao, let her take my body away, she will be useful!" ”

As soon as he heard the word "corpse", Xincha's legs were about to weaken.

"Don't scare me, girl! What exactly did you do? Go and beg the prince, the prince is so good to you, how can he kill you? ”

"In the years you have been living in Qinyunju, have you heard the truth come out of the mouths of those men?" She smiled wryly. If it weren't for knowing that Yan Linjun had already understood everything, she really almost thought that Yan Linjun would fall in love with herself.

Although Xiao Liu couldn't bear it, he still stepped forward, took the prepared white silk, and whispered "offended".

She turned her head to look at the other two guards, Xiao Liu understood what she meant, after all, no one wanted her death to be seen by many people. So he withdrew those people, and then slowly wrapped the white silk in his hand around Lin Yufu's neck.

Lin Yufu closed her eyes, but secretly clenched her fists, she had never seen Xiao Liu make a move, but the one who had stayed by Yan Linjun's side must be the top master.

At this time, she had no chance of winning at all, but she could only fight.

"Stop!" At this critical moment, the county lord of Yulin walked in.

"County Lord, this is the prince's order, and I hope you don't interfere!" Xiao Liu didn't let go of his hand, and the county lord of Yulin said angrily: "The emperor's brother is here, and he wants to see Lin Yufu's drum dance by name!" Let her go! ”

Lin Yufu's clenched fist slowly loosened, the emperor is here?

She turned around, so she was saved temporarily?

The emperor is here, then she can tell him about it directly!

Thinking of this, Lin Yufu had a feeling of dying in a desperate situation, and almost cried with joy!

Seeing that it was the emperor's will, Xiao Liu didn't dare to delay, he put away the white silk and retreated to the side.

The county lord of Yulin looked at this posture, and muttered in his heart, isn't it because he went to the study to make a fuss? Why is the prince going to kill her?

And Yan Linjun sat in the living room, respectfully serving Yan Linyu a cup of tea. He took it with a smile, took a sip and praised: "Good tea, a little more fragrant than the black tea in Shuinan last year!" ”

"Brother Huang, you're laughing!" Yan Linjun is still cynical, and he doesn't take this arrogant to heart at all.

"If you like it, brother Huang, I'll bring you two packs when you leave!"

Yan Linyu put down the teacup with a smile and said, "Okay, but I'm not here this time to take away two bags of tea!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Lin Yufu stepped forward slowly under the leadership of the chamberlain.

Because she is a face saint, even if she has just walked around from the ghost gate, she still has to clean herself up and come to Yan Linyu beautifully.

Yan Linyu raised his head, even though there were three thousand beauties in the harem, but when he saw Lin Yufu's appearance, he was still slightly stunned. The women in the palace don't have such smart and charming eyes.

"The Nine Heavens Xuannu is nothing more than that!" Yan Linyu praised softly.

"Nine Heavens Xuannu?" Yan Linjun sneered and said, "The Nine Heavens Xuannu wouldn't walk like this!" ”

Yan Linyu glanced at his younger brother helplessly, and while he was talking, Lin Yufu had already come to them.

"The people's daughter sees the emperor!" She knelt down respectfully and made a big salute.

"You're Lin Yufu?" Yan Linyu said with satisfaction: "I have heard of the name for a long time, and when I saw it today, it really deserves its reputation." I heard that your drum dance is unparalleled in the world, so please ask the girl to dance a song at the dinner party to open my eyes! ”

After speaking, Lin Yufu's smile froze.

What drum dance? Where would she be?