That night, at Xinyue's invitation, Jiu Yao lived in her garden.

In the next few days, Jiu Yao and Feng Long's brothers and sisters often came to Yang Jiao's Muxiyuan to gather.

On this day, Xinyue pulled Jiu Yao to her boudoir, and while the two girls chatted about some secret words in the boudoir, Xinyue quietly inquired about Xuanxuan's preferences.

In this regard, Jiu Yao did not hide anything, and said all kinds of preferences about Xuan Xuan.

While chatting, Xinyue said on a whim that she was too plain and elegant on weekdays, and how her daughter's family should dress up.

"That's it, how's it going, is it pretty?"

Jiu Yao looked at the nails on her white and tender feet, which were smeared with gorgeous rouge by Xinyue, although she nodded with a smile, she still said incomprehensibly:

"It's good-looking, but after putting on shoes and socks, you can't see anything, what's the point of spending so much effort?"

Xinyue pursed her lips and smiled, stepped forward, and lowered her voice:

"You really don't understand anything, let me tell you, men prefer women's feet to hands."

When Jiu Yao heard this, she immediately burst out laughing.

Xinyue is not happy:

"What's so funny about a woman who pleases herself."

Jiu Yao said again and again:

"It's not funny, it's not funny at all."

Xinyue raised her thin eyebrows slightly and pointed to her chest:

"You've been with Brother Jing for so long, do you find that he likes you more than feet?"

After hearing this, Jiu Yao seemed to be thinking of something in her mind, her ears were red, and she quickly changed the topic:

"Do you want to know about Xuanxuan's other preferences?"

Xinyue immediately softened:

"Okay, okay, I won't talk about it, you can do it."

Immediately, Jiu Yao said that she and Xuan Xuan liked to listen to and sing songs when they were children, and then under Xinyue's expectant gaze, they began to teach them how to sing.

It didn't take long for her to see that Xinyue had mastered the singing of the ballad, so she asked with some doubts:

"Your piano skills, in my opinion, are already very good, why do you still respect Jing so much, not only you, even Ah Nian at the beginning also had such an attitude, is he really so good at playing?"

Xinyue sincerely spoke:

"Brother Jing's piano skills don't know how much higher than me, and I don't know how many people have been dumped by the sound of Qingqiu's piano music back then, and my piano skills can't be used at all in front of Brother Jing."

Her voice changed:

"It's a pity that after being injured by Tu Shanhou, not only did his personality change greatly, he treated people a lot more indifferently, and he also claimed that he had a secret disease in his hand, and he could no longer pick up the previous piano sound."

Xinyue said this, looking at Jiu Yao with a smile:

"Actually, my brother and I both know that Brother Jing has a secret disease in his hands, but he just has a heart and doesn't want to play the piano to us irrelevant people."

"By the way, you and Brother Jing have been together for so long, haven't you heard him play the piano?"

Jiu Yao shook her head:

"It's really not, I didn't find out that Jing is the famous Qingqiu prince in Qingshui Town, after going to Qingqiu with him, I didn't stay for a few days, I went to Haoling, and after the celebration in Wushen Mountain, I went back to Xiyan and came to Chenrong Mountain again."

"For more than a year, we can be said to have gathered less and left more, where do we have time to listen to him play the piano."

Xinyue smiled:

"Isn't it just free now, as long as you tell Brother Jing that you want to see him play the piano, he will definitely not refuse, so that we can feast our ears on the whole Chenrong Mansion."

Jiu Yao's eyes are clear:

"If it sounds so good, then I'll go find him now."

Xinyue saw her start to put on shoes and socks, and looked expectant:

"Later, you will understand when you listen to Brother Jing's piano, and I will immediately ask someone to prepare a piano for you to take to Muxiyuan."

After a while, Jiu Yao didn't let the maid follow, she stepped on the moonlight, held a guqin alone, and came to Muxiyuan.

As soon as he entered the garden, he saw Yang Jiao sitting upright in a pavilion, so he walked over without hurry, and said with a smile:

"I heard that Qingqiu Gongzi's piano skills are unparalleled in the world, I don't know if I can play a song tonight."

Yang Jiao saw Jiu Yao directly put the guqin in front of him, and smiled dumbly:

"The reason why my piano skills are praised by the world is because of the blessing of my bloodline divine power, which leads to the illusion of the five senses in the piano sound."

"It can not only arouse the thoughts that linger in the listener's heart, so that he can't help but immerse himself in the dream that seems to be real and illusory, but also has the effect of cleansing the mind and nourishing the divine consciousness."

As he spoke, his finger-boned, slender hands gently stroked the strings, stroking up layers of rippling music.

The beautiful and agile sound of the piano flowed out from the fingers, like a thin thread flowing through the hearts of everyone in the Chenrong Mansion.

Everyone involuntarily stood still, revealing a tactful and tranquil, soft and comfortable color.

When the aftermath lingered, everyone in Chenrong Mansion invariably felt a sense of loss, but they also felt that they were full of energy and energy, as if they had eaten some elixir.

Jiu Yao was a little intoxicated when she heard this, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she looked at Yang Jiao in a plain white robe, with green silk scattered and falling, and a smile on the corner of her mouth, like a celestial, unstained with dust, and couldn't help but sigh:

"It's no wonder that the arrogant Ah Nian and Xinyue, as well as the Great Wilderness, don't know how many people respect Qingqiu Gongzi, and this is really not without reason."

Yang Jiao didn't care, his sleeve robe waved lightly, the guqin on the table disappeared, and several pots of peach blossoms appeared:

"This time I brought a lot of peach blossom drunk with me, I will definitely make you drink to your heart's content, can you have a drink tonight?"

When Jiu Yao heard this, he sat beside Yang Jiao with a radiant spirit, and when he poured wine for himself, he couldn't help but look at his sweetheart's face like condensed fat, his eyes like paint, and his demeanor like a god, and sighed secretly:

"It's really a stranger like jade, the son is unparalleled in the world, no wonder in Qingshui Town, Xinyue said that Jing is the most white jade flawless, and none of the children of the six clans of the fourth family can stand out."

While she was thinking, she saw that Yang Jiao had poured herself full of wine, and when she was about to pick up the wine glass, she only felt that the world was spinning and fell into someone's arms.

Jiu Yao was surprised and said with a warm face:

"You're not drinking, what are you doing?"

Yang Jiao rubbed the corners of her mouth and smiled:

"I'll play a song for you, should you give you some compensation?"

Jiu Yao lowered her eyes and said:

"I've brought a piano with me tonight, so I can give you any reward."

Yang Jiao smiled lightly and whispered:

"How could it be, for example, you can invite me to eat rouge."

The words fell, and before Jiu Yao could speak, her lips felt a burst of softness and heat.

After lingering for a while, Jiu Yao was sitting and staring at Yang Jiao, with a fierce look in his eyes:

"Just like to bully me, let's not get drunk tonight, see if I don't pour you down, so that you can't get up tomorrow."

As she spoke, she picked up a pot of wine and handed it to Yang Jiao with a majestic attitude.

Yang Jiao took the wine jug, and his eyebrows were full of smiles:

"Be careful that you're already drunk before you get me drunk."

Jiu Yao's face was full of disdain:

"Che, as far as realm cultivation is concerned, you really don't know how much higher you are, but in terms of the amount of alcohol, so far, I haven't met an opponent."

"Come, drink!"

(End of chapter)