The enchanting prince and the sweet concubine

"I won't learn anymore, my hands hurt from playing, it's more difficult than learning the piano!" Lan Duoduo stopped suddenly, puffing her face.What kind of guzheng, like playing the iron wire, the hands are numb, and it is much more difficult than the modern piano.

"Don't worry! You have to take your time learning Guzheng!" Ao Shuang put her shoulders on her shoulders and comforted her softly.

"If she had the patience to learn, she wouldn't run away so many teachers in anger!" Du Zirui interrupted deliberately, raising his eyebrows.

"That's right! The next one to be run away by me will definitely be Sister Aoshuang!" She didn't have the patience to learn, but she was afraid that Sister Aoshuang would teach her for a few more days and she would lose her patience.What's more, she has always been a fast learner, but this Du Zirui didn't have a good word, and hit her as soon as she came, why did she run away so many teachers, those teachers turned to worship her as a teacher, she is very educated It's on!

"Xiaoduo is so smart, is she afraid that she won't be able to learn it!" Ao Shuang pointed out her arrogance and unrestraint, she could only nod her head, her eyes were clear, revealing a trace of firmness and determination.

In the elegant room, the smooth and crisp sound of the piano echoed the entire Zuicianlou.It's like drizzle hitting plantains, it's silent when you hear it from a distance, but it's still in your ears when you listen quietly.The two women smiled brightly, one is a flower in the water, the other is the moon in the sky, both of them have the same state of mind, and they are both amazed that there are such spiritual people in the world. All come to be proud.

And in front of the rosewood table, sat a man in a purple robe and jade robe, with a face more seductive than a woman's, with a smile that turned all sentient beings upside down, a strand of black hair inadvertently fell on his shoulders, looking handsome and handsome, his eyes could not blink Blinkingly staring at the woman in yellow who was playing the piano, as if she was the only one in the world, she caught his eyes.

The setting sun shines on the guzheng through the skylight, covering the small face of the woman in yellow on one side with golden light, she stops holding Qin Xuan's hand, and turns her face sideways, "Sister Aoshuang, the sun is going to set, I have to go back house."

"Okay! Come to me when you have time and I'll teach you how to play the zither!" She didn't hesitate at all, it was indeed the afterglow of the setting sun, and night was approaching.

"Definitely, we are friends, I hope Sister Aoshuang will not dislike her!"

Aoshuang smiled happily, unexpectedly, she and Lan Duoduo became friends!Friend, what a precious word. It was not until later that she understood that this friendship is called immortality. Even her life was changed because of this friend.

Yes, friend, a cold and arrogant woman like Ao Shuang will not open her heart easily, she smiled, which proved that she regarded her as a friend.

The setting sun has already set, leaving only the lone cloud to reflect the night, the evening breeze is blowing, the flowers and plants are dancing, and the lanterns have been lit under many eaves. A lonely figure is walking towards the direction of Prince Yi's mansion. She walks very slowly and looks up from time to time. look at the sky.

"Aifei, why did you come back now? It's getting dark, have you had dinner yet?" As soon as she entered the compound, Lan Duoduo saw a tall figure approaching her.

Lan Duoduo's heart trembled, she was brought by meteors to this ancient times where the good and evil were bullied and feared. Although she had always lived happily, because of this man, she almost lost her life a few times.

"Back to the lord, Xiaoduo has used it, but it's boring, go out and walk!" Lan Duoduo replied in a very flat tone, and slightly blessed her body. Since this man is so dangerous, she can't fight him hard , Just know how to be polite and don't mess with him.

Seeing her being so taboo, Xiao Yi frowned handsomely, feeling extremely depressed in his heart. Is she keeping boundaries with him?Why?

"Since the lord is fine, then Xiaoduo will leave!" Seeing that he was silent, Lan Duoduo hurriedly saluted and fled to the Tinghua Pavilion, her heart was cold, not because of fear, but because of an indescribable emotion .

The light in Xiao Yi's eyes changed, and he became disappointed, staring straight at her back.I didn't expect that she hated him so much, even if she spoke a few more words with him, her tone would be so alienated.

The curved crescent moon hangs high in the dark night sky.The fragrance of magnolia flowers in the garden rushes in, inhales into the heart from the nose, and then spreads throughout the body.

Yulan Yuxuan, a man in a dark blue jade robe, kept waving a soft sword that looked like a piece of bamboo in his hand. The surrounding white petals, following his sword energy, flew up into the sky when the wind blew. , the petals scattered in an instant, flying non-stop with the man's natural posture.

Wuchen and Wufeng stood in the distance, their brows furrowed tighter as they watched.Tonight is the day when the master gets sick, every three months, the poison in the master's body will break out once!Another hour is Zishi, the master has never been afraid of that moment, but tonight the master is agitated, if they go up to stop them, maybe even they will suffer, if they strongly resist, it will have a counterproductive effect, causing the master to go off the rails Bewitched, because the master has practiced shadowless swordsmanship.

It has been practiced for more than an hour, but the venting person still hasn't stopped.The dark blue figure is like a ghost tasting blood in the night, with eyes as dark as a ghost, scarier than the night.

With a whistling sound, a white figure faced Xiao Yi, so fast that he couldn't see clearly, only heard the sound of Jian Fei falling to the ground, Wufeng Wuchen came to his senses, and saw Xiao Yi suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and knelt on one knee Under the magnolia tree.The surrounding petals slowly fell as if they had lost their strength, and landed on Xiao Yi's body.

"Master!" Wuchen Wufeng strode forward, one person and one palm pressed against Xiao Yi's back, slowly conveying true energy, could it be that the master has lost his temper?

"Back away!" The white silk ribbon opened Wuchen Wufeng's hand that was close to Xiao Yi's zhenqi, and Wuchen Wufeng was knocked to the ground by the sudden attack of internal force.Xiao Yi put one hand on the ground, his red lips like peony petals were dyed bright blood red at this moment!

"Yi'er, are you hurting yourself?" A white figure stood under a magnolia tree a few meters away, her back was facing them, her voice was stern, with an air of arrogance and majesty.

She doesn't allow it, her revenge has not been avenged, and she won't let him die.

"Yue Niang, I'm so tired!" Xiao Yi's voice sounded weakly, it's been 15 years, when will he not have to wait and torture like this, he's tired, really tired.

"Master, master..." Wuchen didn't understand why the master suddenly appeared and disrupted the master's sword technique. You must know that the power of the Wuying sword technique is extraordinary. It seems that the sect master's martial arts are unimaginably advanced, and he knocked down the master with one move.

"Yi'er, tonight is the day when you are sick. It is not appropriate to use your internal strength. You should take care of it yourself! And you two, forcibly infusing your true energy will only make your master fall ill faster!" The woman in white sighed and said whoosh Disappeared in the night.

"Master!" Wu Chen wanted to say, he shouldn't have messed up all his plans for so many years because of a woman.The master's heart has become overjoyed since the princess came. How could he not understand that the master's aloofness is all because she has changed, even tonight.

If this woman would hurt the master, then even he himself would not be able to imagine the final result.

"Pain, pain..." Xiao Yi opened his eyes wide, big drops of sweat fell from his forehead like crystal tears, his slender hands clenched tightly into fists, as if he wanted to use Suppress the pain in my heart like thousands of ants.