Although Shangguan listened to Han's reasoning, Zhongli Bojun still did not dispel the idea of wooing Qingzijin.

"How do you know if you don't try?"

"Your Highness......" Shangguan listened to Han's bitter admonition: "The people of the Delusion Sect are called delusions, although they are all strong in martial arts, they never participate in political struggles, this is their door rule. They only take money to do things, and they never kill innocents indiscriminately, and they are hard to find! ”

"Aren't they still paid to do things?" Zhongli Bojun heard the point.

"Your Highness, why do you insist on going your own way?"

"That's my last chance to win, as you said, Qian'er and I lost our mother at an early age, and the court has no backing. If I don't become stronger, Qian'er and I will one day become victims of other princes competing for the throne, otherwise why should I be in this palace step by step? Zhongli Bojun's furrowed brows showed his determination, no matter what Shangguan said to Han, he didn't intend to change his mind.

"That's it!" Shangguan listened to Han helplessly: "My subordinates will accompany His Highness to provoke this young master of the delusional sect, Qing Zijin!" ”

The corners of Zhongli Bojun's mouth hooked up a shallow smile, his crooked eyes were bottomless, his eyes were flowing, and his complex emotions were hidden in his eyes.

"Your Highness have a good rest, and my subordinates will go and inquire." Shangguan bowed when he heard Han, and then withdrew from Zhongli Bojun's dormitory.

……

The sky was clear, the streets leaving the city were full of people, the street vendors were shouting vigorously, Zhongli Boqian carried the lyre on his back and walked in the direction of Mingyue Tower.

Sima Wanqin, dressed in white and purple brocade, sat on the Mingyue Tower, holding the famous porcelain teacup of Jinghuanfang with slender fingers, slightly bending the corners of his mouth, looking down at the scenery downstairs through the mahogany railing of Mingyue Tower.

A black figure appeared in front of his eyes, the man pursed his small lips, his eyebrows were like fine willows, his eyes were like fine black jade, his black clothes were purple, he was combed with a high tail bun, and his three thousand black hair fluttered in the wind, although he always had a cold face, it did not hinder the tenderness of her own little daughter's family and the heroism of a chivalrous man.

In this world, no one can escape the eyes of his Sima Yuqin.

Because the people downstairs were too conspicuous, he ignored the little attendant next to the girl and the ...... who walked with his head hanging on the other side Zhongli Boqian.

Mingyue downstairs.

"Less ......"

The girl looked sideways slightly, and her black jade eyes looked down at the maid Black Moon, who was also dressed as a man next to her, and she stared at the Black Moon who almost said the wrong thing in front of her, and the warning in her eyes was mixed with danger.

Heiyue looked at her eyes, and suddenly felt a chill on her spine, the master of her family was the arrogant, indifferent and powerful young master of the Delusional Sect Qing Zijin, her eyes were like being able to transform snakes and insects, and she would palpitate for a long time when she glanced at her, and she was sweating. If she hadn't stayed by her side for a long time, Black Moon would have fallen to the ground in fright.

"Childe." Black Moon changed its name.

The coldness in Qing Zijin's eyes eased a little, his face was still cold, and he didn't say a word, looking straight ahead and not knowing what to think.

"Childe, the lord asked you to come out more than just investigate the matter in the door." Although Heiyue was afraid of Qingzijin at this time, she didn't dare to forget what the master of the door had explained before leaving.

"What else?" A beautiful voice came out of Qingzijin's mouth, which did not match her cold appearance, this voice was like a sweet spring, fresh and sweet.

"The master said that you must go shopping more and make some interesting things for her."

"Just come up with an idea."

"Childe, the master means that you don't like to go out, and you have to change your habits." After Heiyue said this, she buried her head deeper, for fear that seeing her young master could delay her physical and mental gaze.

"She really has a heart." When Qing Zijin heard this, the expression on his face was no longer so sharp.

As soon as the words fell, he hit a shoulder that was not very strong, and with the sound of "bang", something fell to the ground.

Seeing this, Heiyue looked up at the two people who collided shoulders, his young master was still standing in place, but the other party was sitting on the ground, Heiyue was so surprised that he almost dropped his jaw, what should I do now?

I hope that this young man will rest peaceful, if he angers the young master, the possibility of immortality is almost non-existent.

Qing Zijin didn't look at the young man on the ground, and he didn't care what his expression or thoughts were.

"Black Moon." She just faintly called the name of her maid, and walked forward.

Heiyue immediately understood, and hurriedly took out a bulging bag of silver, squatted beside the young man and stuffed it into his arms: "This son, I'm really sorry, I apologize to you on behalf of my son-in-law, you don't remember the villain." ”

Zhongli Boqian looked at the man in front of him aggrievedly, and then looked at the departing man, his bright drooping eyes were flowing with jagged waves, with his stubbornness, he naturally would not let go of the arrogant man easily.

"Hey." Zhongli Boqian threw the bag of silver to the man in front of him, and shouted at the back of the culprit who caused him to fall: "Manly man, don't you have any responsibility for this?" ”

When Qing Zijin heard this, he didn't leave, so he simply turned around and looked at him.

"Also, you dropped my precious lyre." Zhongli Boqian patted his buttocks, picked up the lyre and stood up.

"Childe, just let my master go!" For your safety: "Don't dwell on it anymore, you can ask for as much silver as you want." ”

"Is this son like a man who lacks silver?" Zhongli Boqian ignored it, turned his gaze to the culprit, and stared at him categorically: "Apologize." ”

"Huh." Qing Zijin hooked his lips and smiled, surrounded by an evil aura.

"Oops." Heiyue secretly said that it was not good, when her master showed such an expression, he must have some bad calculation in his heart. Thinking of this, Heiyue could only try again to persuade the young man in front of him to calm down: "Childe, we also apologize, let's talk ...... again"

"Shut up." Zhongli Boqian interrupted him impatiently: "I just want your son-in-law's apology." ”

There were already a few spectators standing on the side of the street.

Qing Zijin walked up to him and attached it to his ear, his red lips lightly opened: "The surface is stubborn, and the city is extremely deep." With that, he tilted his head and took the lyre in Zhongli Boqian's hand.

Zhongli Boqian's ears quickly turned red, and his heart was stunned, and he was shocked by her words and took a few steps back. I don't know if the other party was too close to him or why, the burning sensation on his face became clearer. What's even more unexpected is that he hides it so well, but he can be easily seen through by the people in front of him, where is he sacred?

Qing Zijin saw him take a few steps back, dragged the body of the lyre with one hand, and threw the body into the air with a little effort, she jumped, her body turned, and a roundabout kick kicked the lyre in the air in half.

The poor lyre fell to the ground with a "click", shaking the dust on the ground, and Qingzijin also landed steadily.

"This is an apology to Childe, are you satisfied?" As she spoke, her face faded with a wicked smile and was covered with frost.

"Ugh." Heiyue closed her eyes regretfully, took out the silver in her pocket and gave it to the dumbfounded young man standing there, and patted him on the shoulder: "I tried hard to persuade him, but the son didn't listen, and stealing chickens this time won't be a handful of rice." ”