Dugu Linqi walked alone on the avenue of the capital. After two days of comprehensive investigation, they were allowed to leave the inn and move freely, but they were forbidden to leave Beijing. He had no intention of leaving the inn, but the sudden nominal freedom induced the desire to travel, and today he took advantage of the morning light to walk out of the inn to see what kind of posture the capital has been away from for many years.

Even in the early morning, the capital has shown a prosperous atmosphere, coming and going, and the traffic makes Dugu Linqi stunned, and this sacred land of natural treasures has developed greatly in just a few years. Although there are always rumors about the princess causing trouble to the dynasty, the real economic progress of the capital cannot be ignored, no matter how people deny the usurpation of the throne of Princess Tilting Lian, under her governance, the Western Dynasty at least has no signs of fading.

Every other way, you can see the training soldiers who take care of each other, their serious expressions showing confusion, these guards who stand in the cold winter early in the morning may not know what they are guarding against, like a thoughtless stake. Dugu Linqi glanced at them with pity and continued to walk towards the sparsely populated area.

He still remembers that when he was a child, he liked to drill into crowded places, and he was a good hand at joining in the fun, after the collapse of the family, the past habits were completely subverted, and the former childhood Wuji broke off with him overnight, and he felt that he would have to live with sadness and hatred for the rest of his life, until he met Shen Shuoxia.

Why did her gaze make Dugu Linqi open his heart? Even he couldn't say why, he only felt that the two met in the dark.

Maybe I'll meet her on the road.

With this in mind, he walked towards the palace.

As the sun rises above the horizon, the earth becomes a white expanse, the light further outlines the ancient capital, the concave and convex city wall projection adds a mysterious atmosphere to the snow white, more and more sounds emerge from the streets and alleys, the capital is like a pile of grain ignited by fire, boiling in an instant.

People always wake up at the same time. Dugu Linqi couldn't help but stretch.

In these days at the Capital Inn, he could only carry out some simple cultivation, and he didn't dare to make a little noise. Today, when the sun shines like this, I suddenly feel that the bones that have not been moved for a long time are beginning to loosen. He sighed helplessly. The solemn atmosphere of the capital was really not suitable for him, but he enjoyed the time he spent here—this was the closest he was to Shen Shuoxia.

Thinking of this, he took a step more determined, and decided to impress her with his actions.

Suddenly, a heartfelt sensation came to my ears.

"Huangfu Qing?" Dugu Linqi turned to look around, and quickly locked on the position of the piano sound.

It was a fireworks alley, with a dazzling silk curtain hanging from the corners of the jagged blue-tiled buildings, and the closed windows indicated that it was not reception time. The sound of the piano may just be the afterglow of a certain woman's spindle plucking the strings, or it may be a program prepared by a famous prostitute for tonight, but in Dugu Linqi's ears, it can only be the sound of Huang Fuqing's piano.

After all, the sound of the piano is the mysterious power of Huang Fuqing......

He didn't know why Huang Fuqing was playing the guqin in the capital in a grand manner, but the sound of the qin seemed to be calling someone.

Is it me? Dugu Linqi unconsciously walked into the alley.

The sound of the piano continues, playing a small tune that is very popular in the capital, and famous prostitutes who know how to learn music can play nine times out of ten, but the music is elegant but does not lose the realm of enthusiasm, but few people can reach it, at the end of the song, the melodious ending has more of a woman's charm, as if being caressed by the fingers on the cheeks.

Dugu Linqi stopped.

Huang Fuqing is definitely not this style of playing!

Who the hell is it?

He tensed up, holding his breath and observing the situation of this alley, the left and right sides were light yarns fluttering in the wind, like a beautiful woman who had just come out of the bath to tempt the guests with all her posture, in broad daylight, behind these graceful light yarns were full of murderous intentions, and he could see the floating colors of Zeqi.

Piano...... There were two piano sounds just now, the first one was definitely from Huangfu Qing's hand, and the second one was a woman.

He subconsciously touched his waist, but remembered that his sword had been temporarily handed over to Jinyiwei for "safekeeping".

Is this a trap for inviting you into the urn?

His brain raced, analyzing the signs that had just begun. He didn't mean to go to the neighborhood, he wasn't guided by anyone, and if it was really a trap, he was a little freewheeling. There is only one person in the world who can subtly manipulate him, and that person is Huang Fuqing, if it is really Huang Fuqing who induces him to come here, then he has nothing to worry about.

But the two extremely similar but slightly different sounds made him unable to let go. He looked up and was surprised to find that the previously closed row of windows had been pushed open, and the sound of the piano leaked out of the room more clearly.

There was no one around, and no one would think of coming to such a place in broad daylight. Opening the window, no doubt inviting him upstairs.

Dugu Linqi calculated the danger of this trip, he is now in the capital, no matter how bold and reckless the other party is, he should not dare to do anything here, not to mention that he has never made enemies with anyone, although he has some connections with Killer City, but he never helps them...... He thought as he stepped up the stairs. The aging wood let out a wheez, and the building seemed to collapse at any moment.

The figure of a tall man appeared on the light and fluttering drapery, and the sunlight illuminated the jade folding fan in his hand shiny and clear.

"Huangfu Qing?" Dugu Linqi asked in a low voice.

"I'm still wondering how you've been hanging downstairs for so long and finally coming up. ”

If it was really Huangfu Qing, he breathed a sigh of relief, pushed open the curtain and wanted to ask what was going on with the two piano sounds just now, but the situation behind the curtain made him stop in place suddenly.

A petite woman is plucking the strings, she is wearing a very gorgeous pale red dress, the fluttering skirt is blown by the wind that pours into the room, the clavicle is faintly traced, and the fingers that have not experienced the baptism of wind and rain are attached to the hard strings, pressing out the full flesh and making people salivate. Her figure has no curvature, like a child whose body has not yet developed, but her eyes reveal a weathered maturity.

She is truly a geisha in the capital. Dugu Linqi thought to himself, even if his figure was not as good as his peers, his eyes alone were enough to make people drunk and dream.

He was a strong-willed man, and although his heart did feel quite shaken at first glance, he quickly calmed down.

"Who is this?" he asked.

"A new dew moon. Huang Fuqing smiled slightly, "The last Lu Yue is dead. He patted Lu Yue on the shoulder and introduced him to the famous prostitute, "This is Childish Cry, Xuan Yue." ”

"I have admired the name for a long time. ”

Hearing the voice of the famous prostitute, Dugu Linqi was stunned.

What kind of voice is this? Like a girl, and like a boy who has not changed his voice.

Huang Fuqing saw his doubts and said with a smile: "Lu Yue is **." ”

**...... A boy dressed as a woman for the dignitaries to play with. Dugu Lin shook his head, and he didn't know whether to praise his beauty.

Huang Fuqing leaned over to Lu Yue's ear and said something, Lu Yue nodded and began to play with the strings, and the song sounded leisurely from the guqin, covering the cold winter morning with a layer of warmth.

Under the cover of the sound of the piano, Huang Fuqing shook the folding fan and said:

"I'll get straight to the point, Zong Zhengqing has been in Cha Bodhi Village recently. ”