After a while, Jun Yichen's heart slowly stabilized, he raised his head and drank the wine in the cup, a drop of liquid slowly slipped down the corner of his hooked mouth, with the glass light of his shallow phoenix eyes, which made people look both evil and sexy.

Luo Yingxue, who was sitting on the side, saw Jun Yichen exuding a seductive aura at the moment, which made her swallow her saliva unconsciously, and suddenly felt a little dry mouth.

Her heart began to beat again at a frequency of thumping, and her eyes stared straight at Jun Yichen's handsome side face without obeying the call.

"Is it pretty?" His voice was dark and low.

"Okay." Looking at his bewitching smile, Luo Yingxue's soul was hooked.

"What about the two of them?" Jun Yichen pointed at Murong Jin and Dugu City, and his voice was soft.

"Okay." Luo Yingxue has not yet returned to her soul.

Hearing this, Dugucheng raised his eyes and swept towards Luo Yingxue's obsessive beauty, his black pupils flashed slightly, and then glanced at Jun Yichen, who seemed to be smiling, and then lowered his head and ate mutton unhurriedly, and did not interject.

And Murong Jin's gaze stayed on Luo Yingxue's face for a long time, and he also caught a glimpse of Jun Yichen's senseless look at this woman, at this moment, if he hadn't seen a clue, then his title of Prince of Nanqi would really be in vain.

It seems that the water in the Eastern Jin Kingdom is also quite deep, and it is really comparable to the Southern Qi Dynasty.

When everyone had eaten about the same, Jun Yichen looked at the two handsome men sitting on his right: "This king is in a 'very good mood' today, I don't know if I can play a song with Prince Murong and Dugu Sect Master?" ”

He was particularly slow to say the word 'very good'.

These two words successfully brought Luo Yingxue's still fantasizing thoughts back to reality.

She was shocked that she had just lost her temper, so she hurriedly lowered her head to drink tea, and then pretended to eat the mutton in the bowl with a small bite and a small bite.

Murong Jin smiled lightly: "It is an honor for this palace to be able to play with King Chen. ”

Dugucheng didn't postpone either, only to see him wave his sleeves, and a jasper flute was thrown above his head, and then fell straight down, impartially on the palm of his hand.

"Master." Han Ziquan stood behind Murong Jin with a guqin.

"Lord Wang." Feng Xuan didn't know when he was also standing behind Jun Yichen, and he was also holding a white jade flute in his hand.

Jun Yichen hooked his lips evilly: "Prince Murong, how about this king exchange musical instruments with you?" ”

Murong Jin smiled in his eyes: "Very good." ”

"Ling'er, dance for us again, okay?" Jun Yichen lowered his head and looked at the woman in white beside him gently.

"Okay." Luo Yingxue nodded happily, she could finally behave well.

At this moment, she was deeply confused by Jun Yichen's gentleness, and completely forgot the things that warned her before that she couldn't be in the limelight.

After being happy, her heart began to worry again, thinking of the alternative dance that Xiao Ling danced on the flagpole before, she didn't know how to dance, and said tentatively, "Lord Wang, can I decide for myself what dance to dance?" ”

"Yes."

Looking at her smug expression when she lowered her head, Jun Yichen's eyes flashed with cold light, but the corners of his mouth hooked up a playful arc, people who knew him must know what he was calculating again.

For example, His Royal Highness Jun Yuyang, the prince of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, who has a tendency to be abused.

Another example, the sanctimonious Prime Minister of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, Lin Chengfeng.

At this time, Luo Yingxue, who had completely relaxed her vigilance, walked gracefully and calmly to the open space a foot away from the fire and stood slim.

From a distance, the woman's slender figure, white clothes are better than snow, like a bright moon fairy, the moonlight is sprinkled on her hair without hesitation, and the gauze skirt adds a faint hazy circle of light to her, like a dream and a fantasy.

Her rosy lips curved slightly, and her beautiful eyes looked at the handsome man in white who was about to bow his head and stroke the piano.

When she still wanted to work hard to convey her eyebrows and secretly send Qiu Bo, a small and long piano sound suddenly sounded from this side of the world.

The sound of the piano is sometimes loose and distant, sometimes ethereal and changeable, sometimes like the sound of heaven soaring into the sky, and sometimes like the mood of the human heart, which makes people have a sense of coldness and immortality.

Luo Yingxue slowly twisted her soft body to the sound of the piano, and the difficult dance moves such as height jumping, reverse flipping, and one-foot toe rotation were all vividly played, the smile on her face was well controlled, the corners of her mouth were not high or low, and the soft light in her eyes seemed to melt everything.

When she twisted effortlessly, a flute suddenly joined, the sound of the flute was quiet and elegant, mellow and soft, so that people could instantly relax their tense nerves after listening to it, and unconsciously revel in it.

Everyone listened fascinated, but Luo Yingxue, who was dancing, was already a little sluggish in her movements, and she was faintly unable to keep up with the rhythm, so anxious that she had begun to sweat on her forehead.

She secretly cheered herself up in her heart, she must not be in a situation, absolutely not.

While thinking about it, I accelerated my movements, and followed the sound of the piano and the sound of the flute into one.

She is still a little confident, after all, after studying for so many years, she still has dancing skills, plus she can use a little martial arts unknowingly, and the movements are not repeated as much as possible.

Before she could breathe a sigh of relief, a flute sound joined without warning, and the crisp, bright timbre came straight into her ears, so startling that she almost twisted her foot.

I don't know if Dugucheng did it on purpose, his flute tone is either fast or slow, and he can't keep up with the tunes of the two instruments for half a day.

Now she began to regret it a little, secretly scolding herself for agreeing so happily just now, now she is dealing with three people by herself, a drop of sweat slowly sliding from her forehead to her cheeks, but she can't care about it so much.

Because, the sound of the piano and the flute suddenly raised another tone, and she had to cooperate more energetically and energetically, but the damn flute was two keys slower.

She was so anxious that her back was already wet, and in a whirlwind, she glanced at the man in red who looked leisurely and out of tune, and gritted her teeth in her heart and said, "Damn demon, I, Luo Yingxue, remember you."

Seeing that the calm and calm demeanor of the woman in white in the distance had long since ceased to exist, Jun Yichen nodded with satisfaction towards Dugu City.

It turns out that this guy is quite good at it.

When Luo Yingxue was about to go crazy, the flute finally kept up with the pace of the tune as she wished, but before she could rejoice, the three instruments suddenly raised two more pitches, forcing her to be unable to distract herself from thinking about other things.

The higher the difficulty, the more martial arts she revealed.

Jun Yichen plucked the strings while looking at the woman in white who was dancing in the moonlight, the tenderness in his eyes had long faded, and gradually replaced with coldness and bloodthirstiness.

Pretending to be someone who shouldn't be pretending, he can't tolerate it...

His light and thin red lips opened slightly, and he said word by word: "This king lets you experience the taste of broken piano sounds." ”