Zijin: ......

He wanted to say that it wouldn't be cold if he put on his coat, but he didn't think that Xinyou had any intention of leaving, otherwise how could she take back the lips that she had already put on the teacup.

But why did she do this, could it be that they knew each other? But why did he have no memory at all?

He soon confirmed that he didn't know her...... Maybe she just wants to find a soulmate.

He drank the tea and sighed lightly, "Lord Xinyou, let's rest here for the night." “

Xinyou covered her mouth and chuckled, "Although it sounds like an embarrassing feeling...... But since the gentleman has already said it, I have to bother. “

He shook his head slightly, and had to smile bitterly, at this moment she has some resemblance to Xin'er, just as playful, a little more cute.

After drinking the tea, he got up and was about to leave.

Xinyou shook his head, and his jade fingers slid on the strings at will, and the cold sound of the piano made Zijin stop.

Zijin's stop seemed to be within her expectation, and she walked up to him with her teacup.

"I suddenly wanted to know which of my piano skills and that of Mr. Zijin was stronger or weaker. “

Zijin was silent, which was stronger or weaker, or who was superior? He had never considered the question, and he would never consider it.

For him, there is no strong or weak music, he just puts more emotion and charm into it.

Xinyou chuckled, more like laughing at herself, "Why am I so stupid to ask such a question." ......“

He didn't speak, but there was indeed a lot of curiosity, why did Xinyou suddenly say such a question?

Both of them were silent for a long time. Snowflakes fell on them, dyeing their hair in a white bun.

Suddenly, his body trembled, and he suddenly realized that it was indeed a little cold.

Just now, he actually let a woman stand in the snow for half an hour...... Thinking of this, Zijin felt a strange feeling in his heart.

He turned around and hesitated, and then took her hand, the moment he touched Xinyou's hand, his body trembled slightly, her hand was so cold, I think it was because she had stood in the snow for too long.

"You...... What the hell are you looking for me?"

She looked at Zijin very calmly, did he relax his tone?

Zijin didn't look at her, went back to the hall and sat down, and then poured her a cup of hot tea unhurriedly.

After taking the hot tea, Xinyou blew and took a sip. Then he breathed a sigh of relief.

"I just want to know who is better at the piano between Mr. Zijin and me, it's really important. “

Zijin didn't want to answer her, but then she added a sentence [really important] to make him hesitate, if she really wanted to hear his answer, then answer her.

"I'll lose tomorrow's competition, so don't worry......"

Zijin regretted it a little when he said this, why did he say "I will lose"? I am afraid that this will be misunderstood in her ears.

He paused slightly, and immediately spoke again, "Your song is graceful, even if I use all my strength, I may not be able to win against you." “

Xinyu: ......

She put down her teacup and sighed, "I hope you can win tomorrow's friendship." “

This time it fell to Zijin who was puzzled, but he thought a lot in an instant, why did she say that? Why did His Majesty deliberately explain to let him lose before? The reason for this, Xinyou may be very clear.

"Why?"

Xinyu: ......

"When I saw His Majesty today, he admired me very much and wanted me to be by his side......"

Zijin was sluggish and silent for a long time, the king took a fancy to a woman This is that person's luck, and countless people can't ask for the opportunity, but this woman doesn't have a sense of happiness.

And that was not the most important thing, the king had taken a fancy to her, why did she tell him, and why did he have a hollow feeling, as if he had lost something.

In fact, there is no need to think about it so much, isn't the answer obvious? He is not a stupid person, and he quickly calmed down.

"Your Majesty told me to lose tomorrow because he promised you something. “

Xinyou nodded, looking at him who was at a loss at the moment, and a smile appeared on her face again.

"I am already a member of the Qin State, and Your Majesty is eager to be a Ming monarch, so if he wants to get me, he will naturally treat him with courtesy...... He is a king, so naturally I can't veto him, and it just so happened that I remembered Lord Zijin at that time, so I made a condition with him. “

Zijin nodded, he had already guessed almost.

That's when she remembered him, so she bet everything on him.

He didn't know what to say, and smiled slightly.

Xinyou only felt a chill coming from her body, and she poured another cup of tea and drank it.

"I heard that Lord Zijin's piano skills are the best in the world, I have long wanted to compete with you, thinking about the opportunity to go tomorrow, I am afraid that there will be many dignitaries, if I win there, wouldn't it be the best? “

"If I win, my piano skills will be the best in the world......

Xinyou didn't say anything anymore, and it took a long time for him to come back to his senses, and he didn't say a word, what exactly should he say?

Xinyou came to his mansion so late, stood in the snow for half an hour, and told him this, what was it for?

It may be easy for her to lose tomorrow, but Your Majesty will not be able to see it! Even if Your Majesty really does not kill her, I am afraid that she will not be able to escape death after returning to Qin, and the King of Qin will definitely not leave her.

Case...... Then he'll be defeated tomorrow. (In fact, he seems to have forgotten that his piano skills are not necessarily as good as his heart.)

Xinyou shuddered again, he got up and poured her a cup of hot tea, and said, "I'm sorry...... I am a minister, and as a courtier, I naturally cannot disobey His Majesty's orders. So I have to lose tomorrow. “

Zijin's voice was a little choked, and he seemed to have made a lot of determination to say these words.

At the same time, he really couldn't understand why you gambled with Your Majesty that you would lose? If you bet on yourself to win, he might not be able to defeat you if he went all out!

(Xinyou's thoughts at the time: If I win, I will be the number one pianist in the world, so Zijin is not as I have heard, it is better to follow His Majesty's side; if I lose.) When you go back to the Qin Kingdom and be executed, wouldn't it be better for you to follow Mr. Zijin by your side?...... It's a pity that she didn't think of anything else, she didn't think that he was the king of a country, and Zijin was just an ordinary person, if he wanted Zijin to lose, Zijin wouldn't win. ）

"A courtier...... Must lose ......"

Xinyou whispered, and a feeling of confusion suddenly appeared in her heart, Mr. Zijin's words are that His Majesty let him lose......? It's ridiculous that she didn't even think of this! Could it be that she just sent herself out like this? She was really a little unwilling.

Holding on to the last glimmer of hope, she said, "Mr. Zijin said that you are a minister, but I know very well that you don't like this endless city wall. Case...... It's better to be a minister like this, but it's better to be at ease. “

Zijin was silent, what did she mean by this? If he betrays His Majesty, he will definitely die.

Seriously, he's afraid of death.

Xinyou got up, walked over to him, sat down, and took his hand, "Let's get out of here while it's night...... If I don't return to Qin, I don't have to explain anything to King Qin, isn't it good that you will also be free?"

Is he silent and leaving his homeland? He really can't do it, leaving his homeland and going to other countries, which means that he will never be able to return to the land of the wind......

"Hehe......" Xinyou sneered, she already knew Zijin's answer, it was really colder than this ice and snow!

A moment later she got up and left directly, the sound of the teacup falling to the ground was heard far away, and the coat fell from her shoulders, lying quietly on the snow-white ground, and then covered in snow.