"Brother, you must help Yun'er think of a way, Yun'er doesn't want to marry into the palace, Yun'er doesn't want to marry." After Murong Qiuyun got the news, she went directly to Murong Qiufeng's small courtyard, and at this moment, she only dared to say this to Murong Qiufeng, and she could only tell him.

If her father knew her thoughts, he would definitely be furious, and then persecute her with both hard and soft methods, cutting off all her back roads.

Murong Qiufeng is filling in a sheet of music at the moment, which was sent to him by the doorman yesterday, on this piece of paper, it is a piece of music that has not been written, Murong Qiufeng's original doubts were stupid when he saw this song, so that from yesterday to now, he has been locked in the room to study, and from time to time he debugs the piano on the table.

The door was suddenly pushed open vigorously, and then a burst of aroma hit, and then his arm tightened, and his ears were filled with his sister's pitiful words, all his original thoughts were interrupted, and Murong Qiufeng's face suddenly sank a little, and his eyebrows couldn't help frowning. Hurriedly put down the pen and put away the score, for fear that she would accidentally break it.

"Yun'er, don't be willful, what's wrong with marrying into the palace, my brother believes that the prince will treat you well." Murong Qiufeng said with some displeasure.

"Brother, how do you know that King Ye will definitely be, I am your own sister, why do you seem to be helping King Ye all the time, does my brother also fancy his rights and want to slap him, does my brother also have to sacrifice the happiness of his own sister to get a position of power." Hearing Murong Qiufeng always say this, Murong Qiuyun was so eager that he was a little open-mouthed.

Murong Qiufeng's face suddenly turned gloomy, and the anger in his heart surged, Murong Qiuyun's words pierced his heart like a sword, his most precious sister was this sister, but she misunderstood him so much.

Murong Qiufeng only felt that his heart was very depressed, but he couldn't say anything, and he didn't want to say anything.

Murong Qiuyun also knew that he was about to say the wrong thing, so he could only look at Murong Qiufeng with a gloomy face timidly, looking at the pain in his eyes that were as clear as autumn water, and his heart suddenly felt extremely guilty, and he just wanted to explain, but Murong Qiufeng just turned his head coldly, pulled her hand away, and then turned around to go out.

Murong Qiuyun's face turned pale, and he hurriedly wanted to explain, "Brother, I was just in a hurry just now, I didn't mean that." ”

"There is no wind and no waves, what I say unconsciously, is the truest portrayal of my heart, I didn't expect that Yun'er actually looked at me like this, it seems that my brother, has failed too much." Murong Qiufeng tugged at the corners of his mouth, but found that the corners of his mouth were a little stiff.

Murong Qiuyun's little face turned white, her eyes were slightly red, her brother had never treated her so indifferently, she knew that she had hurt her brother's heart just now, "Brother, no, no, I ......"

"Childe, the master asked the younger one to inform the son, tonight the emperor will hold a banquet for King Ye to wash the dust palace, let the prince prepare earlier, and enter the palace later." A low voice suddenly sounded outside, speaking respectfully.

Murong Qiufeng was standing at the door, and just happened to see that there were a few more people in the courtyard, that is, the attendant and a few maids holding trays.

Looking at the complicated service on the tray, Murong Qiufeng frowned again, how could he not understand what his father meant, I think he wanted to take this opportunity to let him have a good relationship in it first.

sighed softly, he was really in a bad mood at the moment, and he didn't bother to pay attention to anything, just waved his hand, "Go and wait first, I'll be there later." ”

"Yes." The attendant answered, and led a few maids to Murong Qiufeng's independent bathhouse.

Murong Qiufeng tilted his head slightly to look at Murong Qiuyun, seeing that she was distracted, her little face was pale, and her eyes were red, she couldn't help but soften, and her voice softened a little, but she was still a little indifferent, "Yun'er, you must also attend tonight's banquet, people should already be waiting in your courtyard, go back quickly, don't alarm your mother." With that, he turned and walked out of the room.

Looking at the empty door, Murong Qiuyun couldn't help but take a step back, leaned on the table, and bit her pink lip gently, it seems that today, my brother will not work here, can she really only marry into the palace, can she only accept her fate.

Thinking of this, her eyes were red again, and tears couldn't help but fall, until Xiu'er came to find her, and she was helped back in a trance, and turned her head and couldn't help but look in the direction of the bathhouse.

She thinks more than Murong Qiufeng, tonight I am afraid that not only to ask her brother to build a good relationship first, but also to choose a future wife, will my brother agree, heh, my brother will definitely agree, since he arrived since he was a child, his brother has never disobeyed what anyone in the family wants him to do, just like her, as long as he asks his brother to help, he will never refuse.

I remember that when I was a child, my brother was obviously weak and sickly, but he still climbed a tree because she was clamoring to eat pears, but he almost couldn't be saved when he fell.

My heart couldn't help but be sour, my brother rejected her, and my brother also changed, all changed.

She suddenly felt that she was so noisy, it was very meaningless, maybe she should think about the good side, maybe it was really as her brother said, the prince would treat her well......

But......

Tears still couldn't help falling.

In the bathhouse, Murong Qiufeng had finished bathing, and was being dressed by the maid, his face was a little indifferent, but the pain in his eyes had not been reduced by half, the more he cared, the easier it was to be injured.

The two maids gently helped him wipe his body, his eyes were full of spring, his pretty face was red, and he looked at Murong Qiufeng's body in addition to some shyness, but also a little obsessed.

Murong Qiufeng has always been sickly pale because he has been weak since he was a child, and later he was cured, but his complexion seems to be stereotyped, becoming more and more fair, plus Yun Feiyang always puts some good things on him intentionally or unintentionally, and now his skin can be said to be like clotted fat, more delicate and more beautiful than a woman's skin, and because he is a martial arts practitioner, his body is slender and his muscles are strong, but it will not be the kind of weak and windy, but his figure is perfect, and he can see the spring heart of the two little girls.

It wasn't until Murong Qiufeng was waiting for him to put on his exquisite clothes that the two little girls couldn't help but be stunned when they saw Murong Qiufeng who had changed into a person.