118: Outstanding piano skills

"Miss wants to learn the piano, can His Highness the Seventh help her pick a good lyre?" Bai Yang paused: "It would be best if I could teach her the piano skills in person." ”

"Oh?" Zhongli Boqian tilted his head: "Extremely happy." As he spoke, he jumped onto the wall.

"Didn't the lower parts of the Seventh Hall blame me for not going through the gate?"

"Is there one? The current state of mind is different from Fang Cai, and His Highness is willing to make you a friend. ”

"Yes!" Bai Yang jumped onto the wall, and the two went to the market together.

Walking to the lively place, Zhongli Boqian became the dashing boy who had no head and no brains and only knew how to eat, drink and have fun on weekdays. Bai Yang shook his head helplessly, this Seven Highnesses is really a peculiar person.

After searching the market for a long time, the two of them were tired and tired.

"Oops!" Zhongli Boqian exclaimed in surprise, and sat down on the stone steps in front of the shop, not leaving.

"Your Highness the Seventh, what's wrong with you?"

"My back hurts, my legs hurt, my arms hurt." Zhongli Boqian thumped his arms, rubbed his thighs, and frowned.

"That'...... I'll go find it myself, and the Seventh Highness will go back and rest first! ”

"There it is!" Zhongli Boqian stood up suddenly: "I'll go to Sima to visit the qin, and the lyre he promised me hasn't been given to me yet!" ”

"Then there is His Highness Lao Qi!" Bai Yang bowed and watched Zhong leave Boqian.

Zhongli Boqian walked to Sima Mansion with great interest, and Sima Wanqin, who did not know the whereabouts of the Seventh Highness, had already been taken away by Jun Yanyu, and the two went to the Xianwang Mansion together, and asked the Seventh Highness to discuss music theory.

If it weren't for Sima Wanqin's mention before, Bai Yang was in the Xianwang Mansion, which would have been convenient for Jun Yanyu to visit, and Sima Wanqin would not have been carried away by Jun Yanyu today. With someone in his heart, Jun Yanyu began to think about the sad days of not seeing you every day, and she had to think of a way to do it!

Jun Yanyu, the only son of the Jun family who has not yet married a wife, is two years older than His Royal Highness Zhongli Boqian, and in two years, he will reach the age of a weak crown. Jun Shangshu and Mrs. Jun worry about his family affairs every day, but although this child is a weak person, he is a strong bone. Let him study to gain fame, he said he was not in a hurry. Let him start a family, and he said that he was not in a hurry.

Helplessly, Mrs. Jun asked people to inquire about him, and he refused the people mentioned by Mrs. Jun without even seeing him. Finally one day, he met Bai Yang, I can't say what is good, but I am tempted.

Bai Yang's appearance in his heart is always cold, with few words. She doesn't smile much on weekdays, and she even looks a little fierce, but she is different in front of Wei Ziyu, rigid, indifferent, and stunned, these expressions do not exist. She looked at Wei Ziyu's eyes softly, she always looked at Wei Ziyu quietly with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and paid for her silently. Jun Yanyu thought that it would be great for Bai Yang to be like this.

Jun Yanyu and Sima Wanqin came to the Xianwang Mansion, but the person who received them was Zhongli Bojun.

In the front hall, Zhongli Bojun ordered someone to serve tea.

"Lord Wang, His Royal Highness the Seventh has always been excellent at the piano, and we are here today to discuss music theory with His Royal Highness the Seventh." Jun Yanyu looked around and couldn't find Zhongli Boqian's figure.

"Jun Gongzi." Zhongli Bojun's eyebrows and eyes were crooked, the corners of his mouth were smiling, his face was covered with peach blossoms, and his slender fingers were holding Jing Huanfang's famous porcelain teacup, elegantly tasting the fragrance in the cup.

"The prince also believes in the jokes in the streets?" Sima Wanqin watched his movements, and looked around, most of the porcelain on this mansion came from Jinghuanfang.

"What's a joke?"

"It is rumored that Jinghuanfang porcelain is a famous product of my Daqi, it is not only a vassal and elegant thing, but also a thing that reflects identity."

"Really?" Zhongli Bojun glanced down at the famous porcelain teacup in his hand: "But it's really beautiful, isn't it?" ”

"This Jinghuanfang porcelain has always been finely made, so beautiful that it is difficult to find, mainly because it is difficult to find a thousand gold, and only the powerful people or the largest restaurant in Lidu can afford it." Sima Wanqin smiled lightly.

"Hehe......" Zhongli Bojun echoed and smiled, pretending to look at the two of them inadvertently: "I don't know what kind of magical place that Jinghuanfang is, and I don't know what kind of people are who make these porcelain, this king is very curious." ”

“…… Ahaha. Jun Yanyu smiled helplessly, originally came to find His Royal Highness the Seventh, and by the way, he took the opportunity to meet Bai Yang. It's okay now, Bai Yang hasn't seen it, and he has to chat with King Xian.

Sima Wanqin glanced at Zhongli Bojun without a trace, this person is really a hidden person, obviously the person closest to Jing Huanfang was brought back to the palace by him, and he actually said such a thing today. What others don't know, they really think how gentle and kind he is. Thinking about it this way, the position of the Seventh Highness Zhongli Boqian in his heart is much more upright.

Sima Wanqin was thinking about it, and suddenly a servant hurriedly ran to the front of the hall, and when he saw Zhongli Bojun, he knelt down in front of him: "Oh no, Miss Ziyu personally cleaned up the paper boat in the pond and accidentally fell into the water." ”

"What? Are you all waste? So many people don't look down on a weak woman, and even ask her to clean up the pool herself, what is the point of staying in the palace? Zhong Li Bojun took the case, saw Jun Yanyu and Sima Yuqin with a blank face, and apologized: "Today, this king has an urgent matter, so I will not accompany the two." Qian'er went out early in the morning and hasn't come back yet! ”

"I just heard that Miss Ziyu fell into the water, and she is also our friend. Since we are in your house, we should also go and see it. Sima Wanqin hurriedly stopped Zhongli Bojun, who was about to leave.

Jun Yanyu winked at Sima Wanqin and then got up.

Zhongli Bojun's expression was complicated, and seeing that they insisted on following, it was difficult to say anything. He hurried to the edge of the pool, and there were many maids and servants standing by the pool, and they were anxiously looking at the lake that was so calm that there were no autumn waves.

Zhongli Bojun glared at them and said angrily, "Why didn't you save her? ”

"Lord ......"

Without waiting for an answer, he jumped into the pool and dived down to find it.

The crowd exclaimed.

Sima Wanqin and Jun Yanyu stood on the other side of the pool and watched, not knowing why.

Zhongli Bojun emerged from the surface of the lake and looked around anxiously. The originally delicate black hair was also wet with the pool water, and the clothes were clinging to the body. Everyone looked at the prince who was looking for Yu Ziyu like crazy, and they all lowered their heads and were silent. Compared with the gentle prince, they are more afraid of the prince's favored Wei Ziyu, not to mention that there is a martial arts Bai Yang by her side.

"Ziyu, where are you?" As he spoke, he dived into the water again.

Zhongli Bojun searched around in the pool, but no one helped him. He forgot to lose his temper and was unwilling to give up despite exhausting all his strength.

"Ziyu, you ......" When he surfaced again, he saw Wei Ziyu with red eyes in the distance.

She was fluttering, her black hair fluttering in the autumn wind, and she stretched out her hands to him with a pouted mouth, like a three-year-old child.