Leng Mingyue turned around and found that there was nothing behind her.

Pei Xianling and others lowered their heads to study the piano, and Shen Lichuan was also playing the piano, his movements were elegant and noble, and there was nothing unusual about him.

Leng Mingyue twisted her eyebrows slightly.

She thought that Shen Lichuan was going to do something, but she just played the piano and had no other ideas.

So, did he really come to "enjoy the elegance of the courtyard"?

When it was almost time to end the class, Leng Mingyue returned to her seat and motioned for the students to play a piece of music for the acceptance of the results.

Everyone played one by one according to the order of their seats, and when it was time for Shen Lichuan, everyone held their breath.

The man bowed his head slightly, and a song "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" poured out.

"This song is wonderful, it is a blessing to be able to listen to the holy bullet play a song!"

"But isn't this "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" a song that is only used in courtship?"

"Could it be that His Royal Highness the Holy Son fell in love with a certain woman in the music class, so he deliberately ...... it?"

"What do you want? Don't you allow the Holy Son to play casually? ”

Leng Mingyue looked at Shen Lichuan, who stood out among the students, and had no bottom in her heart.

She couldn't see what the man was trying to do.

On Qingyun Street, he was domineering and domineering, his eyes were like fire, his expression was demonic and ghostly, and he didn't see the cold and noble appearance of the past.

Now he has regained the coldness of irises, sacred and undefiled.

But the music on his fingertips is full of wind and dust, which makes people think about it.

Qu Bi, the man didn't say anything, and there was no difference between him and the obedient student.

Leng Mingyue returned to the room where the teacher worked in the courtyard with a puzzled mood.

"How is it, Miss Leng, is everything going well?" The teachers hurriedly asked.

Leng Mingyue nodded and smiled slightly.

To some extent, everything going well is the biggest thing that doesn't go well.

"It's the first time I've been so close to His Highness the Holy Son!" The female teacher, who was already married, held her cheeks and said with a smile:

"I heard that His Royal Highness the Holy Son is super clean and self-conscious, and there is not even a female believer around him who serves and lives, and he never messes with flowers and grass."

"That's incredible." The male teacher's expression was complicated: "There should be no shortage of women around him, right, why are there only two guards who come to Fu and Woe?" ”

"Busy cultivating, right?" Dean Zhang, who came to the rescue, lowered his voice: "The Holy Son is a person who wants to be in charge of the whole continent, and he cares about the common people, how can he be greedy for worldly feelings?" ”

Leng Mingyue suddenly realized that the problem was here.

Because she hasn't been in contact with women for too long, she can't control it when she meets a beautiful flower, after all, she is a man, and she can understand this impulse.

When the impulse passed, he would sober up and understand how to balance his interests.

Leng Mingyue, who had figured it out, was in a good mood.

Until the new students stopped her around the corner of the college.

"Miss Leng, I am the eldest son of Shang Shuyan of the Ministry of Works, the fifth order of the art sect." He was a student who Leng Mingyue had taught fingering, and his eyes were full of admiration:

"In the next fight, I am willing to carry the sedan chair to marry you as a wife, if you are willing, I will immediately go to the cold house to hire."

He is a young official with a bright future and an extraordinary background, and he decided to overcome all difficulties and marry a woman from the countryside who has no cultivation.

Not why, just for the like.

The student's sincere gaze made Leng Mingyue stunned for a moment, and after a while, she smiled politely:

"You're a good guy."

Regardless of the student's stunned face, she left the corner, and when she was helpless, she had an extra warm hand on her arm.

A jerk, powerful force pulled her into a cool and dark place that was not pitied by the light, and the whole person crashed into the wall of flesh and acquaintance.

"He's a nice guy too, huh?"

The man hugged her waist, his movements were possessive, and a message of danger appeared in his eyes.