Quick Transmigration: The Villain's Whitewashing Strategy

"Hehe." Li Qian laughed out rarely, and said: "The agreement between you and me, Li Qian never dares to forget."

"That's good." The voice stopped, and the sound of the qin was flowing, and after a while, the man said: "You invited me, do you want me to be the qin master in this celebration?"

"How dare Li Qian, I just hope that you will play a piece or two when you are in the mood. The Emperor of Heaven will definitely be happy." Li Qian said.

"Well, one or two songs won't take much trouble, I promise you."

"Thank you, Changqin."

There was another burst of silence with only the sound of the piano remaining.

"Looking at this, are you emotional?" Ling Huang was secretly surprised by what the man said after a while.

His master will still be emotional?To whom?Ling Huang frowned, he never thought about who Li Qian would like, but now he heard it suddenly, and his heart twisted.

This twist caught Ling Huang by surprise, why would he react like this when Li Xian has someone he likes?

"I can't escape your eyes." Li Qian sighed, "Luo Hua has intentions."

"Do you intend to marry him?"

After this question, Li Qian paused before answering: "Yes."

???

Why does this friend of Master talk nonsense, not about Master's love, why is he talking about something else?

The sound of the piano stopped here, and the two people in the room fell silent again.

The person who was called Changqin said again: "Back then, Ling Huang, the God of God, went to Yaoshan Mountain three times to clear the miasma for you. At that time, you looked at him with clear eyes, and you didn't have any intention of admiring him."

Li Xian chuckled softly.

Changqin also smiled and said, "If you are suffering in your heart, you might as well tell me."

After waiting for a while, Li Jian said: "Suffering is useless, he has a deep-rooted love with Tanlang, and there is no room for others to intervene."

"You're just too unrevealing."

"It's not..."

Ling Huang's ears were buzzing, and he could no longer hear the conversation between the two of them clearly.

Feeling flustered, Ling Huang forgot for a moment that he was eavesdropping in secret, and accidentally touched the dragon gate carved with agarose jade.

With just such a light touch, a cloud of blue smoke rushed out from the room immediately to envelop Ling Huang, and was dragged into the room by the smoke in an instant, forcing him to stand in front of Li Qian.

Li Qian was sitting at the table with a teacup in his hand.

Opposite him was a man holding Qin in his arms, with a jade-like complexion and a dusty temperament. His long hair behind him dragged more than a foot on the ground.

"Master...Master..." Ling Huang was nervous and didn't know what to say, and lowered his head.

"When did you come? How much did you hear?" Li Qian asked with a stern tone.

"Just, just arrived, listen, heard about Master, Master has something sad... I was in a hurry, so... I touched the door." Ling Huang couldn't make it clear even if he made it up now.

Li Xi pursed his lips and remained silent, while the man opposite him had long and narrow phoenix eyes with the tails of his eyes slightly raised, his expression was not only shocked but also displeased.

Casting a cold look at Ling Huang, Li Qian said, "This is the descendant of the Vulcan God Zhu Rong, the Prince Changqin of the Supreme God."

Prince Changqin was still holding the qin in his hand, stood up gracefully, nodded slightly to Ling Huang and said, "Changqin has seen God Ling Huang."

The name is Prince Changqin, but he is not the prince. Ling Huang's database has played a role. This person is good at playing the piano, and the piano is not only his musical instrument, but also his magic weapon.

After reacting, Ling Huang clasped his fists together, "Ling Huang has seen Changqin God."

Changqin said lightly: "Ling Huang's God calls me Changqin just like His Highness."

This seniority relationship is unclear, Ling Huang said in a low voice: "I am a junior, it is good for God to call me by my name."

After Prince Changqin left, Ling Huang and Li Qian entered Tangchi again.

It takes peace of mind to be connected with spiritual consciousness, but Ling Huang listened to the voice of Li Xian in his head, but he couldn't stabilize the celestial power that circulated with Zhou Tian.

"Ling Huang!"

With a scolding in his consciousness, a force was suddenly pulled from Ling Huang's body.

Quickly opened his eyes, but saw a stream of blood overflowing from Li Xi's tightly pursed lips, dripping into the water and spreading, his face turned pale.