Chapter 28 Wind, rise. Blow a pool of spring water

Mu Yin's body was slightly stiff, and his eyes stopped on her for a few seconds, restraining the shock in his eyes and smiling.

Seeing that he was not going to speak, he stopped talking and walked to the kitchen.

I believe you, but that's not what you can bear now! Mu Yin looked at the distant figure with deep eyes.

One day I will make you understand, Mu Yin. The East is calm and determined in the heart.

The wind rises. Blow a pool of spring water.

It's disturbing people's hearts!

After the meal. The front yard of the Oriental Mansion.

In the flower hall, Dongxigui sat in the middle seat and looked angry and arrogant. When facing the royal family, they are completely different.

Looking at Murong Ling and others standing below, sipping a cup of hot tea and convering their eyebrows to think about the possibility in their words.

When did the child become so fangs?

Maybe at the time of paddock selection, or maybe when I don't know...

"Auncle, you are talking." Murong Ling stamped her feet like a coquettishness.

"Linger, don't mess around!" On the right hand below, sat a middle-aged man with a calm face and gorgeous clothes, drinking Murong Ling in a low voice.

After listening, Murong Ling looked at him aggrievedly and really stopped talking.

Yes, he is the father of Murong Xi and Murong Ling, and the brother-in-law of Dongfang Xigui.

Murong Xiao!

The gentle woman sitting beside Murong Xiao looked at her with a doting face and shook her head silently.

Oriental Pearl, the fourth daughter of the Oriental family.

"That is, the owner has his own thoughts, and Linger still has no need to have a sex." The middle-aged man sitting under Murong Xiao opened his mouth. He looked at Murong Xiao with a smile.

It is the brother-in-law of Dongfang Xigui, Jiang Kui's father, Jiang Huai.

Sitting beside him is his wife, the fourth daughter of the Oriental family, Dongfang Mingxu.

A quiet woman, as long as he doesn't speak, anyone can ignore her existence.

Murong Ling pouted his red lips and reluctantly walked behind the woman and stood there. Even my mother didn't help me, hum! What about my family? Maybe it's just a coincidence. I'm still an idiot. I can only play with my mouth.

Murong Xi, standing behind Murong Xiao, naturally knew about his sister's thoughts. When he saw that she knew how to be measured, he left it to her.

Maybe it's not just A Ling who doesn't like it?

Murong Xi looked around the flower hall without a trace, with different expressions on his face. A person who had been silent for several years suddenly seemed to be a different person. It's really elusive.

And there is another one who is the second brother of the Oriental family, Dongfang Zhenbei.

A volume of sage books is in hand all year round, just like now, and it is carefully tasted as if no one else is around.

There are only Dongfang Cen and Dongfang Ci behind him. Don't see his wife.

"Wei Yuan." Dongfang Xigui, who had been silent, looked up and shouted outside the door.

"Master." A man with a beard at about 40 came in with his robe and bowed to the person sitting on the seat, waiting for the order in a faint voice.

And the people below focus on the people in the upper seat.

"Go to Longyan Garden and let the fourth young master and the sixth lady come to the flower hall." Put down the opening of the teacup.

"Uh..." Wei Yuan, the steward, hesitated slightly, looked up at him and stopped talking.

Dongfang Xigui understood his hesitation and thought for a moment:

"Uncle and uncle are all here. As the young master and lady of the family, how can they be so rude?' Dongfang Xigui waved his sleeves and found an excuse casually.

When the people present heard this excuse, they were stunned for a moment. They all coughed and drank tea to hide their gaffes.

"Yes..." The steward wiped the sweat from his forehead, withdrew from the hall, raised his hand and waved two servants, and walked to the back mountain together.

As soon as Amber heard that she went to the back mountain, she was about to open her mouth and go with her, but she didn't want to sit in front of him. When she found his movement, she turned her head first and warned him to calm down.

When Amber saw her father find his little move, her index finger scratched her cheek and withdrew her raised step with a smile.

Dongfang Wanqing ignores his brother's embarrassment. Or directly ignoring everyone.

Amber's father, Dongfang Yingnan. Ranked third.

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"Whose family courtyard is half hidden in Zhumen? I rode a white horse to pass by the door.

I only heard that a pipa was broken, and the sun was shining.

Who is the lady in the girl? The sound of the piano is melodiously to my heart.

Looking forward to seeing you, riri put paper kites in front of her door.

But the vast sea of people, accidental encounter.

Who knows (breaking all the iron shoes), only in an instant.

It is destined to fall between your eyebrows.

Became teenager, the entanglement planted in the previous life.

The red line of marriage invites you to join the world."

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When Wei Yuan walked halfway up the mountain, he and the two servants heard such a new and beautiful song from afar, and couldn't help but look up and stop to listen carefully.

It seems to come from the mountain. Who will it be?

The three people looked at each other with inexplicability. They never thought of Dongfang's body and agreed that it was impossible.

The singing stopped, and the mountains returned to the quiet Qingming Festival. In April, the birds and flowers were fragrant and refreshing.

Continue to go to the mountains...

"Bunwan, what kind of song is this? It's really good!" Dongfang Yin looked at Dongfang with a novel face and asked.

Mu Yin's face is also unbelievable, sweat, what expression is that?

"[Youth Tour]!" Dongfang leaned under the tree, stretched out and opened his mouth lightly.

A song after dinner, a pleasant afternoon! He~~~~

PS: Wei Chen's [Youth Tour], not bad.

"How did you do that? I don't remember you ever sang a song?" The idiot continued to ask questions.

"If you haven't sung, it doesn't mean you can't sing." Dongfang glanced at him.

By the way, this oriental voice is really good, natural and pollution-free. Hehe.

"Who taught you?" Mu Yin asked her curiously for the first time.

Dongfang looked at him with a funny smile and said, "Buddha, you can't say it."

Mu laughed and stopped asking.

Wei Yuan, the steward who just rushed to the outside of the garden, heard this dialogue with a "huh".

"Come out." Mu Yin listened to the sound and looked at the door of Yuan fade out.

Dong Tzuo also heard it, but he didn't say anything. The nerd inexplicably looked out of the empty door. Oh, there was someone.

I saw an old man and two dressed servants walking towards them.

The East passed them without a trace. The good people did not come, but it was not hurtful. Thinking of this, she relaxed and waited for him to speak.

"Wei Yuan, the steward, was ordered by the master to let the young master go down the mountain to meet in the flower hall of the main courtyard." With one hand in front of him and one hand behind him, the stewistrate unpreparedly said his intention.

but he was also looking at them, wondering who made him feel like he was in danger just now.

Dongfang looked at him with polite words. Raise your eyebrows.

It's really worthy of being the person who belongs to the East and the West, and he is so cautious about an unpopular person.