"See Prince Murong and meet His Royal Highness King Chen!" In the hall of the building, those who stood or sat had to bow their eyebrows to the two people who crossed the door, including Dong Yuanqi, who was talking loudly and arrogant before.

The beauties dancing upstairs have long since disappeared, leaving the fragrant jasmine flowers alone to 'proud' the stage.

To say how these ordinary people of the Eastern Jin Dynasty knew that the person in the ink-colored brocade robe was the Prince Murong of the Southern Qi Dynasty, of course, thanks to Bai Xiaosheng of the rivers and lakes, he announced the portraits of the top ten handsome men and beauties to the public, and the jade-faced son who was third on the list can be said to be known to everyone, and his fame and popularity are not as low as Jun Yichen, who is like an immortal.

also faintly overshadowed the red-clothed and cold Dugu City.

Murong Jin just nodded slightly, without even blinking his eyelids, his eyes were like spring water without waves.

Jun Yichen glanced at the people in the hall who lowered their heads, and lightly hooked his lips: "Get up." ”

After seeing that everyone returned to their original positions, the swift who was leading the way in front turned slightly sideways, showed a suitable smile on her beautiful face, stretched out her right hand forward, and said respectfully: "Prince Murong, His Royal Highness King Chen, please come here." ”

When the three of them walked to the aisle in the middle of the hall, Jun Yichen's footsteps paused slightly, his phoenix eyes glanced at Dong Yuanqi's table, the corners of his mouth slowly hooked a good-looking arc, and his smile was quite meaningful.

Out of the corner of his eye, he felt that the white figure paused, and the three people at the table by the window suddenly lifted their hearts, and when they felt the cold glow on their backs like a sharp sword, they immediately felt cold all over their bodies, as if the air was frozen, and even breathing was very difficult.

However, the evil phoenix eyes were just looking out the window through them, but they could invisibly make the three of them feel a burst of coercion, trembling and fidgeting with their wine glasses.

"Simple and elegant, the fragrance of flowers is pervasive, without a trace of wine and meat, this Yuexiang Building really deserves its name." Murong Jin looked sideways at Jun Yichen, smelling the familiar fragrance of flowers, and the plain and fresh face flashed in his mind.

"It's really good, and the king is very satisfied." Jun Yichen slowly retracted his gaze and looked at the well-cultivated jasmine bonsai in the hall and upstairs with satisfaction.

After speaking, he also glanced at the swift playfully, and then walked upstairs, dressed in white and dusty, the clothes fluttered and windless, the corners of the mouth were slightly hooked with evil charm, and the phoenix eyes glanced at the soul, fascinating the young girls and young women present with red eyes and blushing and shy.

A wave has not settled, and another wave has risen.

Murong Jin also followed him upstairs, dressed in dark ink clothes, full of nobility, his gestures were eye-catching, his face was impermanent, but his eyes were particularly indifferent and detached, and his handsome eyes turned slightly like rippling blue waves, refreshing people's hearts.

Because the impact of the beautiful man is too strong, the dry mouth looks like those wanderers who have just crawled out of the desert.

The picture seems to freeze at this moment, and no one wants to disturb it.

However, things in the world often backfire -

"Bang!" The sound of a character falling to the ground.

In an inconspicuous corner, a woman in a long orange dress fell to the ground, her face flushed, her body trembled, her hands clutched tightly to her chest, and her eyes seemed to be white because she was breathless.

"Qinqing, what's wrong with you? Is it a recurrence? ”

Sitting at the same table with the woman was a middle-aged man, dressed very ordinarily, but there was a faint extravagance on his body that was difficult to ignore.

He had a resolute complexion, a steady body, not old but full of white hair, seeing the woman suddenly fall to the ground, he quickly walked to the woman's side, quickly helped her to sit up, and gently patted the face of the woman who was about to fall into a coma, with a worried face and an eager look.

The woman opened her heavy eyelids, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito: "Dad, I'm good, so uncomfortable... It's uncomfortable..."

"Who is that woman? It's okay just now, how can you say it's down? ”

"Relapse? Could it be that she has been sick for a long time? ”

"Hey, did you think she did it on purpose? Sooner rather than later, it's just that..."

"I think what you said is reasonable, the current people, hum, all means can be used."

"People have a good look, and they also cleverly play a weak card, with a look of pity when I see it, anyone who sees it can't help but feel distressed, right?"

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These do-gooders think that they can sit back and talk to their companions in private without turning their heads, without blinking their eyes, with their lips slightly open, and turning their voices to the lowest level.

However, no matter how low their voices were, the two beautiful men who had just stepped on the corner of the stairs could still hear them clearly.

The middle-aged man's right ear moved slightly, listening attentively, only in an instant, his face was half dark, and a trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes, he raised his eyes and glared angrily at a few noble girls who had just discussed in private and made something out of nothing, gritted his teeth and calmed down for a long time before returning to his state just now.

Just now, because he was concerned about his daughter's condition, but forgot that there were still two people who could not be provoked, he hurriedly looked at the two people who stopped at the corner of the stairs, bowed his head respectfully and said: "Please forgive His Royal Highness King Chen and Prince Murong, the little girl has suffered from a disease since she was born, and the time of recurrence is uncertain. ”

"It doesn't matter."

Jun Yichen put his hands behind his back, raised his eyes as if he had inadvertently glanced at a certain room on the third floor, his voice was indifferent, and there was no trace of unhappiness after being disturbed.

The phoenix eyes turned around, and when he saw that Murong Jin had already crossed him into the room called Qiong Xiangyuan, there was a hint of amusement in his eyes, and the smile on his face became deeper and deeper.

His inexplicable smile made the swift who was standing aside and waiting unconsciously take a step back silently, this smile was too weird, with her understanding of the prince, this time, someone must want to...

Just as she was pondering, an evil deep voice came into her mind, "Swift, I'm afraid the one on the third floor can't hold it back, you go down and make arrangements, this king will let her know how to write dead characters today." ”

"Lord Wang, do you need your subordinates to bring the Dragon Sword?" Swift lowered her head slightly, but there was excitement in her beautiful eyes.

Jun Yichen walked forward, his eyes as deep as a pool, "This king thinks that the Soul Snatcher Piano is very easy to use, why do you need to use the Dragon Sword?" ”

“······” Swift was speechless, it seemed that except for going to the battlefield, the prince almost didn't use the Qinglong Sword, and now, the repairers borrowed other people's weapons.

Jun Yichen glanced at her and stepped into the door, but Yuyan's brain sounded a painless sentence, "After a year, the sound of the piano has reached its peak, and it's time to find someone to practice it." ”

This stimulated her to feel a dull pain in the bones of her body, and this time, the one upstairs may be the worst one after the falling cherry blossoms.