"I will go back to Kyoto with my mother in a few days, and I don't think I will come to Yangzhou again in the future." Wan Jinlan said with a sigh.

Steward Wang was about to remind his prince that he couldn't hang Miss Wan like this, so he listened to Miss Wan speak by herself.

Xiao Feng moved his gaze to her, Wan Jinlan deliberately met his gaze, and said with a smile: "I heard a news about the prince in the city these days. ”

Xiao Feng asked, "What?" ”

Wan Jinlan said playfully: "Everyone in Yangzhou City is spreading that the prince and Lord Zhou are jealous of each other for a stunning talent, and Lord Zhou died under the sword of the prince because of this. ”

"That stunning beauty is the one who played the piano and sang that day?"

Wan Jinlan's eyes were filled with sincere questions.

Xiao Feng put down the teacup and said with a gloomy expression: "This king only remembers that there was a funeral song that day. ”

Wan Jinlan: "......"

She wanted to tease him, but she didn't expect to hear such an answer.

I couldn't help it, and I laughed out loud.

Without the dignified restraint of being outside on weekdays, Wan Jinlan simply wanted to laugh.

"I thought that the prince liked to listen to that kind of tune, otherwise others wouldn't be able to sing a good tune like that to your liking."

Wan Jinlan's shoulders shrugged with a smile.

Xiao Feng rarely experienced the feeling of embarrassment, and at this time, seeing her smile happily, her face was inexplicably feverish.

Wan Jinlan smiled too happily sideways, covering her mouth with a handkerchief, for fear that her current appearance would make people look at her.

"Hiccup~"

Wan Jinlan was stunned.

Who was the one who made the sound just now?

Is it her?

Her face turned red in an instant.

Stiffened and didn't dare to turn his head sideways.

She was crying in her heart.

Obviously he was going to leave Yangzhou, why did he lose someone when he was about to leave.

Ahhh

Who's going to take her away.

Steward Wang couldn't hold back, sneered and laughed, and when he saw Wan Jinlan staring at him, he simply squatted down and laughed, with a face like a chrysanthemum.

Wan Jinlan's face turned red, and his eyes wandered to Xiao Feng.

I saw a faint smile on the corner of Xiao Feng's mouth, and his handsome eyebrows showed an almost soft luster in the sunlight.

Chun Tao couldn't help laughing, but she didn't dare to laugh at her own lady in a bright way.

Steward Wang stood up with a smile, "The old slave really couldn't hold back, Miss Wan don't take the old slave to heart." ”

Wan Jinlan stiffened his face and said, "This is nature. ”

Xiao Feng coughed lightly and said, "Fetch the piano." ”

Steward Wang slipped away.

Wan Jinlan looked at him suspiciously, "The prince wants to play the piano?" "You can't just bring the piano and let her play.

Xiao Feng let out a soft "um".

He rarely plays the piano, but that doesn't mean he doesn't.

Wan Jinlan's face was burning, and he held his cheeks and looked at the man in a green shirt sitting there stroking the strings.

He looked up and asked, "What do you want to hear?" ”

Wan Jinlan thought for a while, "I'm not very good at playing the head, just "Spring Dawn Yin". ”

Xiao Feng bowed slightly.

The sound of the piano sounded, and Wan Jinlan was successfully brought into the world where winter went to spring at a very appropriate time.

Listen carefully, the spring raindrops like oil fall in front of the window, there is the sound of delicate buds blooming, and there is also a warm spring breeze blowing in your face.

She was in a trance.

The man in front of him, with black hair like ink, eyebrows like ink drawings, is calm and calm when he plays the piano, just like his piano sound, elegant and noble, long and quiet. One at a time, infiltrating people's hearts, away from impetuousness and hustle.

At the end of the song, he asked, "Do you want me to teach you?" ”

Wan Jinlan: "? ”

She looked at him suspiciously.

Why, today is playing the piano for her again, and you still want to teach her?

The four big words "Qin Se and Ming" suddenly appeared in her mind.

But playing the piano together is such an intimate thing, which doesn't seem to be suitable for the current relationship between the two of them.

Xiao Feng saw that she was silent for a long time, and he also felt that he was Meng Lang.

He lowered his eyelashes slightly, tapping his fingers to the corners of his eyes.

Teaching her to play the piano was only a whim, and he wanted to know how tolerant he was of her.

At this time, Xiao Feng didn't realize why he wanted to test to see how high his tolerance for Wan Jinlan was.

Wan Jinlan snickered in her heart when she realized something, and then got up, her smile was like a flower: "I learned the piano very quickly." ”

Steward Wang always felt that his prince was an iron tree that had bloomed, and he smiled very vividly and put the futon beside Xiao Feng.

Wan Jinlan sat beside him as calmly as possible.

The cold fragrance on his body lingered on the tip of his nose, and his every breath and breath could be clearly smelled.

The distance between the two was very close, and Xiao Feng's arms were outstretched, almost playing the piano in a posture of encircling her in his arms.

Steward Wang was smiling, but when he saw that beads of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead, his face turned pale, the back of his hands also bulged with green tendons, his body trembled slightly, and his heart twitched again.

He didn't want to see the scene where the prince couldn't help but push Miss Wan out.

Fortunately, although the prince looked unbearable, he didn't make any out-of-control moves.

Xiao Feng took Wan Jinlan and asked after playing it again: "Can you remember?" ”

Wan Jinlan shook her head embarrassedly.

She had never been so close to a man, and the posture of the two of them made it impossible for her to concentrate on her studies.

She looked sideways and looked back, and suddenly noticed that there were a lot of small beads of sweat on his forehead, and his face was a little pale.

She asked curiously, "It's not hot this weather, how can you sweat so much." ”

She took out a clean handkerchief embroidered with magnolia branches and handed it to him.

Xiao Feng got up after taking it, "You practice first, I'll go back when I go." ”

Wan Jinlan casually plucked the strings a few times, looked at the back of Steward Wang and his departure, and frowned slightly, "It's weird." ”

When Xiao Feng returned to the unmanned room, he let out a long breath.

His underwear was already wet with sweat, and it was cold all the way back.

"Lord Wang, if you are really uncomfortable, you might as well forget it."

Steward Wang's brows were furrowed into caterpillars.

Xiao Feng went into the inner room to look for underwear, and Steward Wang followed.

"I'm fine."

Today, the situation is much better than he expected.

Once upon a time, when a woman approached him, he would be subconsciously guarded against it in his body and mind, but before, he was able to suppress the instinctive reaction of his body.

Steward Wang waited for his prince to change his clothes, and seeing that his complexion returned to normal, Steward Wang said seriously: "Lord, the old slave heard Chun Tao say that the old lady of the Wan family is showing Miss Wan, and when she goes back this time, it is estimated that she will be married." ”

Steward Wang felt that the prince was so close to Miss Wan today, and it didn't seem to be a righteous gentleman to do it.

Xiao Feng straightened his sleeves, "Before Mrs. Wan Jia leaves, you go and send it with a gift." ”

If the attitude is out, Wanjia will not set another family for her.

"Tomorrow I will write a letter to my mother, asking her to give her a marriage."

It's a pity that Yangzhou's affairs will take some time, and he can't go back for the time being.

Steward Wang didn't expect his prince to be so straightforward, and the movements in his hands stopped.

"Why is the prince so sudden, suddenly...?"

Steward Wang stammered.

Xiao Feng straightened his cuffs and said lightly: "If you don't marry her, this king won't marry someone else." ”

Steward Wang looked incredulous: The prince is so affectionate to the girl of the Wanjia family?

Xiao Feng knew what he was thinking when he saw the appearance of Steward Wang.

He didn't explain.

What he just said was literal.

He doesn't want Wan Jinlan to marry someone else, and he has no interest in other women, if he has to get married, then marry Wan Jinlan.