Long Chen lowered his head and drank tea as if he hadn't heard what he had just said, but his cheeks were slightly flushed.

Oh my God, he's so shy!

This man, who usually gives a gloomy and indifferent feeling, actually blushed and was shy because of Yu'er's joke.

It turns out that he is not a cold-blooded animal, but he has been pretending to be cold.

"Talky!" Chen Xuan turned to Yu'er and said half-angrily, but his eyes drifted to the dragon dust.

Does he also think we are a natural pair?

However, Longchen was still drinking tea with his head down, and he didn't mean to answer.

He was so anxious, didn't he feel that two pairs of eyes were focused on him?

Yu'er couldn't hold her breath more than Chen Xuan, and pretended to whisper to me, but asked me in a voice that anyone could hear, "Miss, such a handsome and golden noble son doesn't know if he is married?"

Chen Xuan didn't answer, but secretly swept over there out of the corner of his eye.

I saw that Long Chen's face suddenly turned pale, but the corners of his mouth hung a self-deprecating sneer, his dark eyes seemed to breathe fire, and he said angrily, "Bold!

Long Chen, who was still so shy just now, suddenly became gloomy and indifferent again, looking at Chen Xuan's eyes full of contempt and desolation.

"Childe is angry, Yu'er doesn't understand the rules, please don't be surprised. Chen Xuan gently stroked his hand and defended Yu'er softly.

But Long Chen shook off Chen Xuan's hand like an electric shock, and a sneer hung on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were so indifferent that people didn't dare to approach.

"They said that you came to me just for my money, in order to marry me, at first I didn't believe it, but now your maid's words reveal your thoughts!"

"Don't worry, I, Longchen, will never like a woman who only likes money, let alone marry such a woman. ”

With a contemptuous tone and a fleeting look of pain, Long Chen coldly spit out these words and strode away without looking back.

"Dragon dust, stop me!" Chen Xuan overturned the table, and the poor new table slammed into the ground after turning twice in the air, what the hell was really alive, what he used to regard as dung was actually used by him to humiliate himself again and again.

No wonder he was late tonight, and there was still sweat on his face, it turned out to be a cold sweat from hearing this ridiculous rumor.

Looking at the disappearing figure at the end of the dimly lit corridor, Chen Xuan knelt weakly on the luxurious mahogany floor, tears rolling out of his eyes.

But why did he prefer to believe the slander of others, but he did not stop to listen to my explanations.

But he would be so angry, he should have taken me to heart, and it was still a very important position, otherwise he would not have heard someone else's deceptive words and left so angrily and impatiently.

If that's the case then I'll rest assured that as long as he comes back tomorrow, I can explain it to him and we'll be fine.

That's right, it will be fine tomorrow......

Yu'er, who came out, helped Chen Xuan to get up slowly, her delicate face was full of remorse, "Miss......"

"It's okay, I don't blame you, help me back to my room. Chen Xuan gagged Yu'er's words of regret, she didn't want to rub salt on this bad mood.

Chen Xuan's movement on this side has long been heard clearly next door.

The woman who was smiling smugly and eerie was smiling triumphantly at this time.

"It's like a brocade, if all the good things in the world are picked up for you, wouldn't it be too cheap for you. ”

After speaking, Luo Yan took out a small handkerchief to wipe the corners of his mouth, and put on a kind and generous smile that could tolerate the world, and walked away with a thin waist with small steps.

Chen Xuan in the room dismissed Yu'er, who blamed himself, and immediately extinguished the candle, closed the door, jumped up the window to the roof like a night owl, and followed the dragon dust.

After some twists and turns, Chen Xuan finally came to the door of Longchen's house.

Chen Xuan raised his eyes and saw that the vertical plaque on the archway showed the noble status of the owner.

"......The Prince's Mansion? Even if it's not a prince, it's a prince-level person. Chen Xuan muttered to himself, and finally laughed at himself, "It's no wonder that he is so moody." ”

The three words of the Prince's Mansion were written on the plaque, but they were like a heavenly river that could not be crossed, in front of Chen Xuan.

"I knew that there was a shock, why should I be in love with the past? hehe...... Hahaha!" Chen Xuanlong walked in a particularly chic manner and smiled extraordinarily presumptuously.

The night is bright, and the liveliness of the drunken red mansion is as always.

"Yo! Yao Er Gongzi is here, Xiaohong quickly put on a pot of tea. Yi Shui Yan looked at her guest with a smile, a guest came in for a piece of silver, could she not be happy.

"Mom Yi, I came here today to look like brocade, you can't let me run for nothing like last night!"

"Mom, we are all here to look like brocade, if you don't let her out today, we won't come to your drunken red mansion in the future." ”

Several sons and brothers also came for the brocade, for last night's flutter, they are very sorry, and they want to see the beauty today.

"Don't be anxious, Mom, I will pull her out to meet you today, and I will never disappoint your son's infatuation. ”

After speaking, Yishui was going to Chen Xuan's bedroom to "lift" her.

Unexpectedly, Chen Xuan walked out by himself.

Her appearance quieted the restless audience.

This woman is so beautiful, she won everyone's attention as soon as she appeared.

But she seemed to be searching for something, looked at the audience expectantly, and finally lowered her head in disappointment.

"Rujin, you have to greet these guests, they are all specially here to support you. ”

"Bijin knows, my mother stopped this music, and I will play a song for your sons tonight. ”

When Yishui heard this, he waved his finger to stop the music that stretched like water in the building.

Then Yishui floated onto the stage, cleared his throat and announced, needless to say, in terms of making money, Yishui is dead.

As Chen Xuan came to the stage with the qin, the audience was already full, and there was no sound.

Chen Xuan sat down in the middle of the field and said, "This song is called an old dream, which was written by Yibo, a lyricist in the Xia Kingdom, but now it also responds to this heart. ”

The jade finger is on the string, and at that moment, the sound of the piano flowing out of the fingers is fascinating.

As the prelude settles, the lyrics and songs are about to come out:

There are always, a few paragraphs, the old love is epiphany, and a moment of fragrance.

Change a few people、Row、The center of the dream。

Every time I wave my hand, I always leave a touch of melancholy, and I fill up half a lifetime of imagination~

Disdain, who said, love is over, how desolate it is.

The madness of forgetting love~

One farewell and two widths, count the past, and you are still the same as you were in the dream~

I knew it was a shock.

Why bother with it.

Yesterday, people went to the empty building and their tears were slightly cold.

The Tao is not endless, and the fate is impermanent.

Love is like the wind flowing through the water.

Hongchen can't escape a few times, and people are thin and yellow~

Chen Xuan's lyrics and songs move with emotion, and they are deeply in love, hitting the hearts of all the sons in the field.

They couldn't help but think of the personable and pretentious negative man.

"There is a lover who is drunk in the song, and there is no one like her here......"

"Shut up for me, listen to that bullshit!"

“......”