Lu Xinyi returned to the banquet in despair, and was about to say goodbye to the master to leave, but saw a person walking in a hurry, and said goodbye to Wanqing and Tu Shansui first.

The man was wearing a veil, but he did not hide his romance, and just by looking at his face, he knew that this person was high-definition and elegant.

When he came to Tu Shansui, Tu Shansui said with a smile: "It's my brother who left just now, but it's a pity that you didn't see him when you came back." ”

Xin Yi smiled indifferently, then saluted and said goodbye to the two, walked in front of Ling again, sank his breath, and said:

"Your Royal Highness, please allow me to go back and pack my luggage before returning to the house."

Ling closed his eyes and nodded.

Since I said that I would pack my things, I didn't say whether I would go today or tomorrow. Lu Xinyi simply stayed in Huahua Xiaolou for another night, to be honest, she was tired and scared this day, and it didn't take long for her to fall asleep on the bed.

The early morning light was on the ground, and Li Si didn't even knock on the door, so he suddenly pushed open the door of Xin Yi's bedroom and shouted:

"Fire boss! It's on fire! ”

Seeing Lu Xinyi lying in the quilt in disheveled clothes, he hurriedly retreated to the door and stood respectfully, but the eyebrows under his eyes could not hide his joy.

Lu Xinyi opened the quilt with hazy sleepy eyes, sat up and rubbed his eyes:

"What's on fire? Which scene is not popular? What to do in a panic? ”

Li Si took a piece of paper and twisted in with his legs: "It's on fire, boss, it's not a drama that is popular this time, it's a song you wrote last night!" ”

"Song?!" Lu Xinyi was shocked and grabbed the paper, this is the old Jingcheng tabloid, and now it is the Yuecheng tabloid, which records a series of new things that have happened in Yuecheng recently.

Li Si handed over another sheet, which was the lyrics transcribed by the musician, and he said happily:

"Boss, now in the streets and alleys, whether it is a lingren, a wanderer, or a boatman, they are all singing your song "Night in Ulaanbaatar", especially there are a few sentences of Yue Chinese in it, putting Jing Chinese and Yue Chinese together, as if a stroke of God, now Yue Guo people, Jing Guo people, are singing!"

Lu Xinyi put down the paper in a daze, his eyes glazed, and muttered:

"It turns out that fire, by chance, is so simple."

She quickly asked Li Si to get a pen and paper, and just about to pick up the pen, she stopped in mid-air again, and said in her heart:

The protection of intellectual property rights in this ancient world is so backward, if I write it on paper, I am afraid that before the world knows about it, it will be stolen by people with bad intentions.

She immediately called Huazhu, and under the recommendation of Huazhu, she met a few musicians, humming by herself, and the musicians' brains remembered, and after a while, a song "Hong Yan" was taught.

Lu Xinyi said: "I taught you the tune, but you can only practice it secretly by yourself, and when I compose the lyrics, we will perform together." ”

"Yes." Humane.

After packing up her things, Lu Xinyi returned to the Guogong Mansion with apprehension, and Zijing recovered her male body and went back with her, this time she didn't have to live in the stable, she only lived in the courtyard of the prince, and the horses were also tied to the backyard.

Lu Xinyi asked them to be sent back to Huahua Xiaolou, and Ling agreed.

Not long after, Ling summoned her to sit in the front hall, changed her clothes, and went alone.

In the distance, a figure sat in a wheelchair, and when she approached it, she almost cried.

The one in the wheelchair was none other than her brother who relied on intimidation and deception in exchange for a glimmer of life!

Lu Xinyi almost fell to the spot, she looked up at Ling, Ling crossed her arms, and said coldly:

"When Ben Shizi woke up, this guy was here, I think that the person sent it to you while the night was blowing, if you want to accept it, Ben Shizi will not refuse."

"But he's ......"

"It's just a prince of the previous dynasty, even if the emperor says that he will die, who dares to pursue it?" He chuckled coldly.

Lu Xinyi bit his lip, put his hands together, his right hand covered his left hand, and respectfully saluted Ling.

Ling didn't even look at it, walked straight over, and when he passed by her, he whispered in her ear:

"If you really thank this son and settle him, you will immediately send blood. As long as the freshest blood is sucked out by himself, do you hear? ”

She narrowed her eyes and bowed her head in acquiescence.

As soon as Ling left, Lu Xinyi rushed over and pushed Zhuo Rui back to his yard.

She first checked Zhuo Rui's injuries and found that Zhuo Rui didn't look injured on the surface, but when he turned over his underwear, he found that his underwear was already dirty, and the innermost clothes were not taken off when he was repaired, and every stitch passed through his skin and was sewn on his body.

Lu Xinyi covered his mouth and fell to his knees, holding his clothes with one hand trembling, crying silently.

"Brother......" She bit her lip and raised her eyes to look at him, he was once handsome, but now he only has unrecognizable facial features, but if you look closely, his eyes are moist at some point.

Lu Xinyi tugged at his sleeve with some joy and straightened up: "Brother, do you understand what I said?" Brother, I'm curling, brother, you're not crazy, you're not stupid, are you? You're just pretending to show them, aren't you? Brother ......"

But what he was waiting for was only Zhuo Rui's speechlessness, his hands hung down weakly, his lips were dry, and his eyes, which were still red, had long since returned to their original state, and there was a moment of trance, which made her feel that she was just dazzled.

Lu Xinyi let go of his hand and laughed at himself: "Yes, such a change, it's better to be obsessed when you're awake." ”

She turned around to get the scissors, cut the threads that Zhuo Rui had sewn into the flesh bit by bit, tossed the rags aside, and brought a basin of warm water to wipe Zhuo Rui's body.

There were too many injuries on him, in addition to the injuries of the knife and stick, there were more flesh and skin that had been split by burns, and finally the flesh and skin that grew together were messed up.

When she encountered something she couldn't do, she called Zijing and asked him to help take care of her brother with her.

Zijing didn't refuse, and after a while, Zhuo Rui changed into clean clothes and lay quietly on the bed.

Looking at the sleeping Zhuo Rui, Lu Xinyi and Zijing came to the door, and she thanked her:

"Thanks to you, Zijing, otherwise my brother would be like this, I ......"

Zijing stretched out a finger and scratched his sideburns: "Okay, if it weren't for the fact that I have too much to do with your interests now, I would have known that you were such an identity, and I really didn't want to provoke you." ”

Xin Yi said angrily: "It's too late for you to cut your robe and break your righteousness now!" ”

Zijing smiled: "No, then how can I be willing!" ”

Seeing that Xin Yi was about to blush, he involuntarily raised his sword:

"I don't want to either, the main thing is that Boss Lu really gives too much! That's too much! ”