Since what Wu Zheng wrote was a tune that sent [Zhonglu Palace, Shanpo Goat], there was a ready-made score. I saw that the drunken Xi Shi Jin'er girl finished reciting, and after a little deep groaning, she held the yaoqin in her hand, and sang lightly with her red lips.

Accompanied by the melodious sound of the piano, Miss Jin'er's beautiful singing voice suddenly made everyone fascinated again. And his beautiful eyes are blurred, but he has always been patrolling Wu Zheng and Miss Yue'er.

Wu Zheng didn't turn his head sideways to look at Miss Yue'er, and was already deeply attracted by the expression on Jin'er's face at this time. It seems that there is some resentment because Wu Zheng's praise in the song is not her. The charm between the eyebrows is irresistible to anyone.

Over and over again, like crying and complaining, Miss Jin'er sang the song written by Wu Zheng three times. After that, he closed his eyes slightly and sat on the brocade pier without a word. I don't know if it's because I'm tired from singing or if I'm not happy, Miss Jin'er's chest under her goose yellow skirt clearly rises and falls slightly.

Especially the jade face that can be broken by blowing the bullet, at this time, there is a faint flush. If you look closely, you can find that the tip of his nose between his eyebrows is already leached with a layer of shiny and fine fragrant sweat.

No one applauded, no one turned to look at Wu Zheng, but in this silence where the needles could be heard, Wu Zheng clearly felt that he was surrounded by deep jealousy.

Finally, Miss Jin'er opened her eyes. His eyes swept over the people in the hall, but finally fixed on Wu Zheng. At the same time, he got up slowly, lifted the delicate purple clay pot in the vermilion tray next to the Yaoqin on the low table with his own hands, and after filling the only teacup, he held it with both hands, moved the lotus step lightly, and walked to Wu Zheng's side step by step between the swings of the skirt.

At this time, everyone's eyes were naturally focused on Wu Zheng. At this time, Wu Zheng's feeling was no longer jealousy, but undisguised hatred.

I was shocked in my heart, and suddenly thought of the tragedy of Zhao Linchen being wiped out.

If you extrapolate from the current mood of everyone. Not to mention one hundred and thirteen, even in the face of thousands of troops, they will definitely dare to jump into battle.

"Wu Gongzi, Jin'er has no respect. Let's take this cup of tea. ”

As he spoke, the jade hand sent it forward, and directly delivered the tea cup, and Wu Zheng, who was still sitting on the chair, was on his lips.

refused, Wu Zheng raised it and wanted to take the hand of the teacup. Jin'er was already raising her wrist slightly, the teacup in her hand was slightly tilted, and Wu Zheng could only open her mouth and drink it with Jin'er's slender hand.

Fragrant, refreshing tea fragrance.

Wu Zheng couldn't help but say, "Good tea." ”

"Does Wu Gongzi still like it?"

"Like, very much. ”

Wu Zheng was originally praising the tea he had just drunk, but unexpectedly, Miss Jin'er flew up in response to the sound and her face was full of blush, and after giving a deep bow shyly, she turned around and lowered her head, holding her skirt a little anxiously. Under the gaze of countless hot eyes in the hall, when the Xiangzhu curtain at the staircase on the second floor was lifted by the maid, Nana's figure suddenly froze, and when she turned her head, she gave Wu Zheng a smile that was enough to make her heart skip a few beats, and then disappeared into the darkness of the staircase.

What was left for everyone was a few faint rings and tinkling sounds. and the lingering faint fragrance on the tip of the nose.

At this time, there was only one sentence left in Wu Zheng's mind, ten words: Laugh at the city and then laugh at the country.

"Congratulations to Gongzi Wu. ”

Until the voice of the Yue'er girl came from behind him. Wu Zheng sobered up from the aftertaste.

"Miss Yue'er, what do you mean by this, where does the next joy come from?"

"Sister Jin'er's teacup has never been used by anyone, let alone a man. ”

There was obviously a strange taste in Yue'er's tone.

"Wu Gongzi is the first person. Do you still remember what the slave family said at the beginning? If Wu Gongzi can win the first place in meeting friends with poetry tonight, Sister Jin'er will definitely agree to accompany Gongzi for one night. Oh, this is Sister Jin'er's heart. ”

As she spoke, Yue'er stretched out her finger and pointed at Jin'er after the tea, but she didn't take it away. Instead, it was a small teacup casually placed on the round table in front of Wu Zheng.

Subconsciously smacking the lingering tea fragrance in his mouth, Wu Zheng had to quickly shake the folding fan in his hand to hide the entanglement and embarrassment in his heart at this time.

Especially when everyone in the hall walked past him with angry eyes, and even that Feng Gongzi snorted angrily with a thick nasal cavity.

"Humph!"

Soon, only Wu Zheng and Miss Yue'er were left in the hall. and the two girls who always stood at the top of the stairs.

To be honest, Wu Zheng prefers the Yue'er girl in front of him.

If you simply compare her appearance, the beautiful and unstained Yue'er girl is slightly better than the Jin'er girl. Especially now, the smile is shallow and sweet. The eyes are faint, and there is no lack of faint resentment.

"I don't know if I have the honor to sit with Miss Yue'er and drink wine and talk at night?"

I could hear that Wu Zheng's words were full of sincerity, which seemed to be completely unexpected by Miss Yue'er. For a while, her pretty face was slightly red, her eyes were half-open, her lips were slightly open, and she wanted to speak and stopped, which made Wu Zheng feel excited.

"Wu Gongzi, this, how can this be? Sister Jin'er is waiting for Gongzi. ”

As he spoke, he slowly lowered his head, reached out and took Wu Zheng's arm, and walked towards the staircase together.

Wu Zheng didn't understand what Yue'er's "how can it" mean, but he still obediently followed Yue'er up the stairs. When I came to the second floor, I turned left, walked down the corridor to a half-hidden door at the end, and called softly.

"Sister Jin'er, Wu Gongzi is here. ”

After that, he reached out and pushed the door open, gently pushed Wu Zheng's waist, but he stood outside the door and closed the door from the outside.

"Childe, Jin'er is polite. ”

To Wu Zheng's surprise, Jin'er had already changed out of the goose-yellow pleated long skirt at this time, and only wore a close-fitting light blue, thin nightdress as thin as a cicada's wings at the calf. It turned out that the light blue corner of his bandeau in the hall on the first floor turned out to be the upper edge of his nightdress.

The goose-yellow brocade ribbon and the turquoise hairpin have long been untied, and the hair is scattered and can hang down to the slender waist.

The concave and convex, delicate and graceful figure, in the dense candlelight in the room, has long lost the color of wind and dust that was revealed in the hall just now, but looks dignified and beautiful, and is a beautiful Yue'er girl standing in front of her.

The student returned the favor. Being able to get Miss Jin'er's blue eyes tonight is really embarrassing for the students. ”

While inviting Wu Zheng to sit on an embroidered couch close to the north wall in the room, he poured tea for Wu Zheng with his own hands.

"It's not a secret, since Jin'er came to your place, all she has seen is the rich young master who is splendid, and the handsome man like Wu Gongzi is so good-looking, Jin'er is really the first time to meet it. ”

As he spoke, he picked up the full teacup, fed Wu Zheng with his own hands again, and looked at Wu Zheng with a pair of beautiful eyes for a moment and said:

Jin'er knew that she couldn't be as good as Sister Yue'er's in case, but Sister Yue'er's body was inconvenient these days, so Jin'er had no choice but to recommend herself cheekily, and hoped that her son would bow down, so that Jin'er admired her. ”

Before she finished speaking, the drunken Shi Jin'er was already looking like she was tearful, pitiful, and I looked pitiful. (To be continued.) )