Chapter 8 Piano Sound

My legs were stiff in the air and did not fall to the ground for a long time, and my eyes stared at the embroidered pattern of the golden mandala flower on Shangguan Jin's cuffs.

Manjuluo, a poisonous flower unique to the world. From its rhizomes and leaves to its fragrance, it is highly poisonous. However, this is not what shocks me. What shocks me is that I have seen this embroidery pattern before!

At the beginning, the "uncle" who injured the old man was forced to leave the deep mountains, and there was a Manjuro on his sleeve that was exactly the same as this one. Is this Shangguan Jin the disciple of the mentally ill old man? I narrowed my eyes: Shangguan Jin, if you have something to do with that old man, I will never end with you!

My head is full of that mentally abnormal old man. What should I do? I shook my head hard to get rid of those unpleasant things.

"What's wrong with the girl?" Shangguan Jin still looks gentle, but now I just want to step on his beautiful face.

"I'll take care of Xiaomo. Let's go in." The little white face seemed to feel that I was wrong and came over and grabbed my waist. Strange, when did I get so close to him? This guy is so abominable. He is so tight that he can't even earn it.

"Be quiet." Xiao Bai's face shouted in a low voice, short and majestic. For a moment, I actually came down obediently.

"What the hell do you want to do?" My back is straight. Since his hand covered my waist, my whole body has become stiff. Xiaomo, Xiaomo, it's not that I haven't seen a man. I'm just a little handsome. Don't be so promising. After mediting on the meditation spell several times in my heart, I gradually relaxed.

"You are very nervous. Don't you like me?" The lips of the little white face were itching in my ear, and the words made my face turn red in an instant.

"Hahaha!" Xiao Bai smiled and said, "Do you really like me?"

molested me? I looked at him depressedly, but my heart beat wildly. In fact... This little white face is quite good except for the annoying mouth.

"Actually..." My voice became as gentle as water, and I got goosebumps: "Actually, it's really..." I broke it out of his hand, and then put my hands around his neck, looking at Shangguan Yiran affectionately, and then I closed my eyes slightly and muttered in front of Shangguan Yiran. "I like it very much... kick you!"

"Wow!" Shangguan Yiran howled and threw away the folding fan in his hand. He squatted down with a painful face and covered his calf. It seemed that the foot was powerful just now!

"Look at you and play with me again! Humph!" I turned around and stepped into the gate.

The moment I stepped in, I regretted not coming in with Shangguan Yiran. What kind of party is this? A group of women were looking at me with a hostile face, and their eyes were sharper than swords.

Even if they are veiled this time, I know that most people here are the people who were intimidated by me last time. Hey hey..." I laughed dryly and then retreated step by step. Little white face, you killed me this time. Why didn't you say earlier that you came to be a shield for you? Let's talk about it when I overturn them with a lot of eclipse!

Without a few steps, he bumped into a hard thing behind him. The door is not closed, is it? Touch it... It's a little soft. Touch it again... It feels like cloth? Looking at those women sweeping over with stunned eyes, I have an ominous feeling.

Slowly turn your head... I'm crying! Shangguan Yiran stood behind me with a pale face and stared at me angrily. I'm dead this time! I closed my eyes sadly.

"Come with me." Shangguan Yiran couldn't hear a trace of emotion in his words. He put his arms around my shoulder and took me into his arms. Remember not to talk for a while without my permission.

Shangguan Yiran paused for a moment and asked inexplicably, "Can you play the piano?"

Does this banquet still have an examination of piano art? I'm puzzled. Before I could answer Shangguan Yiran's words, he interrupted himself: "Forget it, how can a woman in the mountains play the piano?" Just listen to me later."

"Why is the royal brother still here? Please come in quickly. Miss Qinyin has been waiting for a long time.

When Shangguan Jin suddenly mentioned the piano sound, I felt that Shangguan Yiran's hand around my shoulder was inexplicably tightened...

"What's the matter?" I looked at the expressionless Shangguan Yiran, and his heart seemed to be very uneasy!

"It's okay. Follow me later. Don't run around. Don't talk nonsense." After saying that, I hugged me and walked to the hall.

This guy... As for stressing with me so many times along the way? Is it possible that I am a mother-in-law in his heart?

I was thinking nonsense, and a piano sound like a clear spring recalled my thoughts. Shangguan Yiran's hand grasped me tighter, and my shoulder even began to feel pain, but he didn't realize it.

What kind of woman can make him lose his temper like this? I squeezed my lips and suddenly felt very wronged. Why? Did I come to the banquet to prove that Shangguan Yiran no longer likes this woman named Qinyin? I'm just a Xibei product in his heart, right? I looked up at Shangguan Yiran, who was one head taller than me. He still frowned at such a beautiful piano sound. Did he think of the previous unhappiness?

"Good! OK! The girl Qinyin deserves the reputation of 'Qinxian', and her piano skills are really extraordinary. After a praise that sounded unusually majestic, a series of compliments kept ringing.

"A bunch of flatterers!" After walking to the living room, I curled my lips disdainfully. Although the sound of the woman's piano in front of her is indeed very good, doesn't she feel ashamed of the name of Qinxian? Ancient times is ancient. Even if it is not the original earth, it still can't match the 5,000-year history of China.

"Father, the second brother is here." Shangguan Jin said after saluteing a middle-aged man in a purple robe on the main seat.

Ah? Shangguan Jin's father? Isn't that... Oh, my God, this majestic man is actually the emperor? I actually saw the ancient emperor! Although he is not the emperor of ancient China, he is at least the king of a country, isn't he?

"What kind of style is it? Don't let it go." The emperor didn't seem to like the little white face very much. The moment he saw him, his face turned black.

Shangguan Yiran is still the face of Gujing, but because I was too close, I clearly saw a small but self-deprecating arc at the corners of his mouth. The little white face should be very uncomfortable now, right? Thinking of this, my heart suddenly hurts a little: Why should I treat my son so differently?