Mu Boyang's flute stopped abruptly.

Huo Changan was slightly stunned, but the dance did not stop, and the rhythm was not bound by the sound of the flute, but it was even more weird.

White streamers flutter in the plum garden, bringing plum blossoms like snow.

But the rhythm is weird and cold, obviously it is an extremely soft action, but it makes people feel it-

"Killing intent? Third brother, don't scare me! Princess Chengxin shuddered.

Mu Boshi nodded: "It's killing intent." ”

He came out of the battlefield, and he was very familiar with this kind of thing.

Maybe it's not that this dance reveals murderous intent, because Mu Boshi doesn't know how to appreciate it, and naturally he can't see the quality of the dance, what the dance is expressing.

Maybe it's Huo Changan's own killing intent.

Like that bronze crossbow, and like the moment she broke out when she dragged the horse to save people at Niushou Mountain Horse Farm.

is still so beautiful and bright, but it is so explosive that people can't ignore it, and they can't stop it, and they definitely seem to never look back.

Or maybe it's this kind of determination that makes people feel the most daunted.

While I was thinking about it, a whistle sound from an unknown musical instrument came from the southeast attic.

Huo Changan was stunned again.

Mu Boyang: Is this a different musical instrument?

But this kind of timbre and tune, even she couldn't hear what an instrument it was for a while.

[I'll go, the scum four has found a way to crack it]

[The timbre and tone of this instrument are very strange, and the rhythm is even stranger]

[But it actually cooperated with the ghost dance of the young lady]

The whistling sound is sometimes sharp, sometimes low, and it sounds like Fang Cai's Traceless Song, more like the so-called ghost song.

And Huo Changan's dance, pitching and flying more and more confusing in the rotation, seemed to want to disturb the rhythm of this ghost song.

And the ghost song is desperately suppressing the ghost dance, as if trying to restrain the ghost dance.

Dance and music are almost competing with each other to reach the peak.

Then it suddenly fell silent.

The white silk fell lightly, and the plum blossoms fell into the red dust and fell in the dust of Fangfei.

In the center of the stage, the black hair is like a waterfall, and the stars are a few points white, which is particularly conspicuous.

It's snowing.

In the twentieth year of Pingzhang, the first snow in the capital fell.

fell on Huo Changan's black hair and white clothes, and fell on a quiet plum garden.

Everyone looked at Huo Changan intently and looked at the southeast attic.

A dance I've never seen before, a song I've never heard before.

Although the coordination seems to be seamless, it feels as weird as its own rhythm.

Others may not understand, but Huo Changan knows in his heart that the weirdness does not come from the dance and music itself.

The dance music is cooperative, and the original emphasis is on the connection of hearts.

And how can she and Mu Boyang be connected......

She's been fighting.

The Duchess of Dingguo, Jiang Shi, was the first to wake up, she was the host of the snow and plum banquet, and she should comment at this time.

However, Jiang didn't know where to start.

This dance feels too weird for perhaps only the parties concerned can understand.

Sure enough, in the southeast attic, after a few breaths of silence, Mu Boyang spoke: "With Fang Fei as the dance, I don't know what Fang Fei means." ”

Huo Changan gasped lightly, put away the white silk, and waited until his breath gradually smoothed out before he replied: "Fangfei is not a flower, Fangfei is withering." ”

After this sentence was explained, everyone understood.

The eldest princess murmured in a low voice: "In this way, it makes sense, Fang Fei, we see plum blossoms dancing as beautiful, but for plum blossoms, isn't floating zero death......"

Listening to Huo Changan's answer, Mu Boyang stared.

There is no way to refute it?

Oh, that's weird.

Mu Boyang pondered for a moment: "Interpreting Fang Fei with the meaning of death, although there is no mistake, it is unlucky after all——"

"Your Excellency only gave Fang Fei the question, and did not say that it must be auspicious and pleased," Huo Changan retorted unceremoniously, "What's more, once it can be curiosity, three times and twice to embarrass the student, I don't know what Your Excellency means, and where did the student offend Your Excellency." ”

After saying this, Huo Changan walked away, ignoring the reaction of the southeast attic.

The comment area was applauded.

[The scum is deflated]

【Dancing beautifully】

[It's better to slap the scumbag in the face, why can he be a prince and bully others]

The system sounded, and Huo Changan glanced at it.

Yes, the "Hatred" quest is completed.

What hatred?

Naturally, it is against the hatred of the fourth prince Mu Boyang.

[I'm a little worried that the scum will find the little sister for revenge]

[Little sister, be careful]

Huo Changan replied: [Thank you, dear friends, I will be careful]

Of course she will be careful, as long as it is related to Mu Boshi, she will hide far away, so she now hopes that the snow and plum banquet will end quickly.

Dingguo Duchess Jiang must speak: "Today's dance music has opened our eyes, I don't know what the instrument is later?" ”

"Piccolo." The southeast attic replied.

When Huo Changan heard the piccolo, he instantly understood, no wonder the later music was so sharp.

However, this piccolo is not a musical instrument at all, and it is not generally used to train war horses and falcons......

Huo Changan couldn't help but complain in the comment area: [Sure enough, he didn't treat me as a person, when I was his prey to tease me...]

【Heheda】

[It's too...]

Jiang Shi nodded and made a summary, wanting to end this snow-treading plum banquet, so as not to regenerate the fourth prince Mu Boyang: "Piccolo is indeed more suitable than Xiao Sheng." Today's snow and plum banquet really opened everyone's eyes, and we must continue to work diligently in the future. ”

Jiang Shi instructed again.

And the southwest attic over there.

"Fourth brother, why are you here?" Princess Chengxin stopped in front of Mu Boyang with a weak heart.

Behind her is the third brother Mu Boshi.

The fourth brother Mu Boyang suddenly ran to the southwest attic, there must be no good thing.

When the fourth brother was embarrassed by Huo Changan just now, the third brother came out to meddle.

This time the matter is over, the fourth brother is here to settle accounts after the autumn.

Therefore, Princess Chengxin must stop her, how can she let the fourth brother bully her third brother!

Mu Boyang looked at his sister Princess Chengxin in front of him, and then looked at Mu Boshi behind her: "I didn't expect that the third brother would only hide behind a woman's skirt as before!" ”

Knowing that this was a radical method, Mu Boshi still had to stand up.

This is a matter between him and Mu Boyang, and there is no need or way to involve Chengxin.

"What the fourth brother wants to say, just say it." Mu Boshi stood in front of Princess Chengxin and waved his sister away, meaning not to meddle in things.

No matter how favored Chengxin is by his father, he is not as good as Mu Boyang, who is the candidate for the prince.

Chengxin didn't need to offend Mu Boyang for him.

Princess Chengxin was in a hurry, but was pulled back by Yu Siyu.

Then I heard Mu Boyang sneering: "The third brother came to step on the snow to find a plum banquet, but he actually wants to stand out?" Or is it, as before, fond of meddling? Or is it deliberately trying to do something against me? ”