It was the first month of the year, and there were not many shops to welcome customers, and it was almost impossible to have a business with musical instrument shops, and even fewer were opened.

And this listening to the string workshop seems to be different from the other family.

The windows are bright and clean, and the incense is curling.

Serving in the front hall was a man dressed in a navy blue satin robe and tied with crowned hair, with long fingers and picturesque eyebrows.

He is tuning a piano, sometimes frowning, sometimes smiling comfortably, as if this world has nothing to do with him, only silk and bamboo, can be with him to appreciate the world and the day.

"Is this the piano that Mr. lost to me?"

Stepping forward slowly, Zhu Yaoyuan smiled and stood still five steps away from the man, with a childish voice left, which made people feel that their hearts were scratched by cats.

Hearing Zhu Yaoyuan's question, the man froze slightly.

When I looked up and saw that it was her, I was a little embarrassed and turned her earlobes red, and stood up with a smile.

"I don't know if the princess is coming, I miss the welcome, and I hope to forgive my sins."

The man moved out from the piano case, took half a step back, and saluted Zhu Yaoyuan respectfully.

"Sir, you don't have to be formal."

Zhu Yaoyuan took a step forward, did not accept the man's courtesy, but the smile on his face was a little different than usual.

"Winning or losing is a common thing."

"Yao Yuan was able to win, and it was also because of seven points of luck and Mr.'s three points of lightness."

With that, Zhu Yaoyuan stepped forward slowly, bypassed the man's side, stretched out his right hand, and gently stroked the strings.

The sound is like a ball.

Clear as a hot spring.

Even compared with the one that his father gave her mother Concubine Li, it is not inferior.

"Does this piano have a name?"

Zhu Yaoyuan said as she attached her fingers to the body without a trace of carving.

It was very clean.

Or rather, pure.

Pure can't tolerate anything, things other than the strings, leaving traces on it, just like the legendary famous piano "Mochizuki".

"Listen to the strings."

The man's shoulders trembled slightly.

After a long time, I slowly squeezed out two words from my throat.

The name of the piano is the same as the name of the shop.

This means that this piano is the treasure of this store, and it will not be sold even if the store is closed.

"Piano lives up to its name."

Zhu Yaoyuan obviously knew about this convention.

She hesitated for a moment, withdrew her hand from her sleeve, turned around, and looked at the man's slightly thin back.

"Passing the prize."

There was already a slight chokering in the man's voice.

If it weren't for Zhu Yaoyuan's still existence, he would definitely be unable to hold back and shed tears.

His piano.

Since he was born, the piano that has accompanied him on his side is, because of his momentary confusion, it changes hands, he ......

"Sir, would you like to bet with Yaoyuan again to win or lose?"

Zhu Yaoyuan likes this piano very much.

But she liked to see this good-looking gentleman smile more than this piano.

So, she plans to cut love.

No, to be exact, it's going to give the smile back to this man whose name she doesn't even know.

"What is the bet?"

"How do you decide to win or lose?"

The man never turned around, and he couldn't see Zhu Yaoyuan's expression and demeanor.

He gently pursed his lower lip, forcibly endured his depression, and asked Zhu Yaoyuan.

Everyone should pay the price for their mistakes.

He is no exception.

Now, he is about to part with his piano, and he will not be able to see him again in this life...... If he could, he would like to hear it again......

Anyway, without it, he would have nothing, and even if he lost, what could he lose?

"Take Mr. Koto as a note."

"Win, this piano belongs to Mr., lose, Mr. Yaoyuan, how?"

One last glance at the piano on the shelf, Zhu Yaoyuan slowly stepped forward, followed the man with his back to her, and detailed the chips of the "gambling game".

"We bet on "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix"."

Zhu Yaoyuan is an observant person.

From the man's back, he already knew that his "proposal" had been approved.

"To listen to the strings."

"Sir comes first."

"How?"

After that, Zhu Yaoyuan walked slowly to the incense burner, opened the purse around his waist, took out a piece of fine cliff incense from it, and threw it in.

The man did not speak.

But his actions speak for themselves.

The piano sounded.

Cigarette wrapping.

At the end of the song, the cliff incense that Zhu Yaoyuan threw into the incense burner had just burned out, leaving only a handful of light ash.

"Sir has never loved anyone."

"I don't know how difficult it is to ask for a white head, and how tormenting it is to look back at someone."

"Yao Yuan's skills are rough, although he was fortunate enough to hear people play this song, but he can't imitate it."

Zhu Yaoyuan's mother, Li, is very good at music.

She has studied piano skills and skills with Li since she was a child, how can she be rude?

But she has no intention of winning, or rather, she can't bear it, "snatching love with a knife".

"In this game, Yao Yuan admits defeat."

"Jean, it's sir's."

After simply admitting defeat, Zhu Yaoyuan slowly walked to the other piano in the front hall, smiled lightly, and sat down on the piano bench.

She suddenly wanted to play the piano.

Playing this song, she has already memorized the piano score, but she can't always play the "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix", give this, to this man she doesn't even know the name of.

The sound of the piano is ethereal, like a phoenix bird falling on the sycamore.

Expect.

Quest.

Lonesome.

She never knew that she could play "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" so well, so close to her mother Li's skills.

However, she didn't after all, and played the song willfully.

Zheng –

The music played halfway through suddenly came to an abrupt halt with a cracking sound.

Zhu Yaoyuan stood up with a smile, picked up the piano on the piano stand in front of her, and then, from the purse on her waist, took out the silver ticket worth 1,000 taels that Ling Jun had just given her, and put it on the empty piano stand.

"Yao Yuan took this piano away."

"The extra silver, and keep it here, Mr., in the future, you need to add string pillars, and Mr. will deduct it from it."

The man did not stop Zhu Yaoyuan from leaving.

He pursed his lips and slowly got up from the piano bench.

Long.

Zhu Yaoyuan, who had been holding the piano for a long time, walked to the door of the store, and only then did he open his lips slightly and whispered to her.

"Wan Wei, the word respects the beginning."

Zhu Yaoyuan's raised right foot paused slightly in mid-air, and then, as if he hadn't heard anything, he walked out of the shop.

She heard it.

Respectfully.

But she couldn't answer, and she shouldn't.

The "enemy" who had been following her all the way came.

Just waiting for her to be alone, she wanted to come forward to talk to the "enemy" who took the news of the Three Princes' Mansion.

She can't drag this man who seems to have walked out of the painting and has no power to the abyss for the sake of a momentary hurry.

Her mother, Concubine Li, had warned her many times.

A woman born into the royal family has no "self".

Good looks.

Knowledge.

Manners.

Good name.

Everything they have had since they were born will become bargaining chips to help their father and brother stabilize the society in the future.

Even if you meet someone you like, you must not sue for it.

If the other party is not a person who can rely on the society, he should swing a knife and cut off contact with him as soon as possible.

Otherwise, at least it will tire the other party and become their own weakness and be coerced by others, or at worst, they will cause the other party to die without a place to be buried, and the clan will be destroyed.

The emperor will never spit on the useless people, nor will he allow the useless people to waste the chess pieces in their hands.

This has always been the case.

Falling in love with each other, in the end, forgetting each other in the rivers and lakes.

She didn't know what she was thinking about this Wan Wei.

But one thing is for sure, she doesn't want this man named Jingchu to be dragged down by herself, or die because of herself.

"Princess Ryan?"

"What a coincidence!"

The person who came was a young man of medium stature with poor acting skills, which made it clear at a glance that he came specially and "met" Zhu Yaoyuan.

Listen to the voice, and you will know who it is.

With her lips pursed, Zhu Yaoyuan instantly took half a step back into the play, as if she was startled by the young man who suddenly appeared in front of her.

Standing firmly, Zhu Yaoyuan was a little nervous, and looked down at the qin in his arms.

After carefully inspecting it, after "confirming" that her piano was not damaged, she raised her head with some displeasure and looked at Mu Defeng, the concubine of the Qianguo Mansion who was about three steps away from her and pretended to be the concubine of the Qianguo Mansion who had "encountered" with her.

"Young Master Mu, how is he so elusive!"

"If I break the piano that my brother bought for me, Young Master Mu may be blamed for Yaoyuan!"

Zhu Yaoyuan pretended to be angry and gave Mu Defeng a roll of the eyes, as if she was very tired of his recklessness.

"It's wrong to scare the princess, it's Defeng."

"It's just a piano, if the princess likes it, Defeng will help you buy this shop, okay?"

This morning, Mu Rui received an invitation sent by Ling Jun alone, which made the entire backyard of the Qianguo Mansion fall into endless whispering.

A few days ago, the guards of the Three Princes' Mansion went to the Qianguo Mansion to deliver a letter to Mu Rui, which had made some people feel a lot less attentive to his second son, and he spent a lot of money to restore his intimacy with those old guys.

I never thought that the gossip in the house had not subsided completely, and such a thing came again!

He couldn't wait any longer.

Or rather, I didn't dare to wait any longer.

Mu Rui is the eldest son, and he is already more convenient than him.

Over the years, if it weren't for his father's efforts to support him and suppress Mu Rui, how could he have compared with it!

Must befriend the Three Princes.

At least, it is better than Mu Rui to get the blue eyes of the third prince.

No matter the cost.

"Heh, Young Master Mu has such a big breath!"

Zhu Yaoyuan already knew that Ling Jun sent an invitation to Mu Rui alone, and at this time, when she was socializing with Mu Defeng, she naturally understood what attitude to be towards him.

"Young Master Mu, don't you think that my brother can't afford to buy a shop?"

Bowing his head and carefully touching the piano in his arms, Zhu Yaoyuan unceremoniously moved Ling Jun out of the town scene, "Or does Young Master Mu think that he is more expensive than my brother Jin, and the things he buys can be more pleasing to Yaoyuan?" ”

"No!"

"How so!"

"Princess Ryan has been wronged, wronged Defeng!"

Mu Defeng originally came to get close to Zhu Yaoyuan, and planned to use this to make friends with Ling Jun, how could he agree to such a thing as being talked about because of his inappropriate words?

hurriedly apologized, for fear that he would be slow to speak and cause Zhu Yaoyuan to misunderstand.

"Defeng thinks, thinks ......"

"The surname is Mu, stay away from my sister!"

On the corner of the street, there was a sudden roar of Zhu Ling's killing.

He is not as old as Mu Defeng.

But he is the prince, and he is also a well-known "Demon King of the Mixed World", so even if he talks to Mu Defeng unceremoniously, there is no one at all, and he will feel strange.

At least, Mu Defeng didn't dare.

Zhu Ling, whose martial arts have not yet achieved results, can't fly like Ling Jun.

Therefore, when he pinched his sword and ran to Zhu Yaoyuan's side with two small short legs, Mu Defeng had already "obediently" taken a few steps back and stood "far away" from Zhu Yaoyuan.

"Your Highness."

Mu Defeng held back a smile, and his eyes fell on Zhu Linglu's face, which was still stained with a few pieces of dim sum, and he saluted him respectfully.

"In the name of his father, Defeng inspected the industrial scene in Fuzhong and was fortunate to meet Princess Ryan."

"Then he came forward and said hello to the princess, and there was no intention of harassing him."

Mu Defeng originally thought that Zhu Linglu would stay on the next street for more time because of his playfulness, and give him enough time to talk to Zhu Yaoyuan.

Unexpectedly, he only bought a few packs of dim sum and came back with the guards, catching himself off guard.

However, the matter has come to this point, and the soldiers can only block it, and the water will cover it, and first wash away their "faux pas" suspicions, as for the ......

When it comes to befriending Ling Jun, I can only find another way!

"Men and women can't kiss!"

"Yuan'er is still a child, she is not sensible, you are an adult, don't you understand!"

Zhu Ling is just playful, not stupid, otherwise, he would not have "done a lot of evil" in the palace so far, and he has not been found "incriminating evidence" once.

Unceremoniously, giving Mu Defeng a roll of his eyes, Zhu Linglu turned his gaze to Zhu Yaoyuan, who was blocked by him.

"Did he bully you, Yuan'er?"

"How many times have I told you, waiting for me to come back in the shop, why are you so disobedient!"

"No, no."

"It's just that he suddenly made a noise, and I was so frightened that I dropped the piano that my brother bought for me."

Crying is the most basic skill for all children living in the harem.

Zhu Yaoyuan blinked, and before she could take a breath, her eyes turned red, and then tears filled her eyes.

She said that she had never been bullied by Mu Defeng, but her tears were far more "convincing" than words.

"The surname is Mu!"

Zhu Ling's voice was obviously annoyed.

The next moment, he pulled out his saber and unceremoniously pointed at Mu Defeng's chest.

"Dare to make my sister cry!"

"Look at me stabbing you in the heart!"

If this sword was in Ling Jun's hands, and he really wanted to take Mu Defeng's life, at this time, Mu Defeng must have been a dead man.

But Zhu Linglu, who is not skilled in learning and art, obviously has no ability.

After a chase and a few stabs, the tired Zhu Ling was panting, and Mu Defeng was also injured to the point of flesh.

It's just that things are inexplicable, and they have come to this point, but they have given Mu Defeng a headache.

He's here to show goodwill.

But this, how, how......

"Brother, brother, don't mess around."

"It's here, but on the street, if it hurts ordinary people and goes back to the palace, you should be punished by your mother."

Zhu Yaoyuan's persuasion seemed to be half a beat slower, and he had time to stop Zhu Ling's action in the future, but it was clear, appropriate and effective, and sounded when Zhu Lingzhu was tired and had no strength to continue chasing Mu Defeng.

"Let me see you within ten paces of my sister, beware of me breaking your legs!"

Zhu Linglu snorted coldly from the donkey, and threatened Mu Defeng again, so he gave up, pulled Zhu Yaoyuan's clothes, got into the carriage with her, and angrily "reprimanded" the guards of the three princes who were in charge of driving, "Go back to the palace!" ”...