Peerless luthier

From summer to autumn, Shuo Hui still takes Zhong Yi with him.

The place where Zhong Yi lived was moved from that hut to an elegant courtyard.

The morning light poured on the casement, Zhong Yi slightly opened his eyes.

After washing up, someone knocked on the door: "Young Master Zhong, the prince is calling you over."

Zhong Yi went to the front hall.

Shuo Hui was talking with Wei Er and Wei Shi, when he saw him, he nodded, Zhong Yi found a place to sit down, and waited quietly.

At first, he couldn't understand the Northern Jin language and was stared at to learn it, but now he can understand it, but he can't speak it very smoothly.

"Zhong Yi, let's go."

Shuo Hui looked back at him and went out first.

Zhong Yi stood up, Wei Er looked at him, and stopped him: "Wait."

Wei Er said: "The prince is going out today, do you want to change clothes?"

Zhong Yi bowed his head. He was wearing a plain white robe with only light patterns embroidered on it.

Wei Er said meaningfully: "It's not good to wear too light every day."

Zhong Yi: "..."

Wei Shi laughed and said, "Leave it on my brother!"

Wei Er glanced at him: "Hey! Brat, are you still a brother?"

Wei Shi blushed, and said, "I'm older than Mr. Zhong!" He looked at Zhong Yi, and said, "Looking at your age, you may not be older than me. I'm 21, how about you?"

Zhong Yi said indifferently: "It's 22."

Wei Shi: "..."

Wei Er teased, "Brother——"

Wei Shi glared at Wei Er, blushed, and dragged Zhong Yi into the room: "The prince is still tidying up things, hurry up!"

Shuo Hui sat on the carriage and looked out the window lazily: "Why haven't you come out yet?"

Wei Er said: "...Maybe it was delayed."

Shuo Hui lowered the curtain.

Seeing that there was no one around, Wei Er couldn't suppress his doubts in his heart, and asked boldly, "Prince, why did you bring a captive from Chu with you?"

no answer.

Wei Er continued: "I'm afraid others will misunderstand you when I serve you so deliciously and deliciously."

Shuo Hui was noncommittal, and said indifferently: "What is the misunderstanding?"

Wei Er squeezed the horsewhip in his hand, sighed: "... nothing, just... you are not afraid that he will have second thoughts? What if..."

Shuo Hui sneered lightly: "With him alone, he can make a name for himself."

Wei Er was silent for a while, and said, "Prince, this is not like your style."

Shuo Hui didn't speak again.

When the master and servant were silent, Wei Shi dragged Zhong Yi out of the door in an almost hugging gesture.

"Come here! Come here!"

"I don't! You made me like this! How can I see people!"

"Hey! You still have some strength." In the end, Wei Shi pulled Zhong Yi to the side of the carriage with his strong arms.

Shuo Hui raised his eyes, slightly startled.

Zhong Yi was wearing a bright red dress, just like the red hibiscus unique to the Northern Jin Dynasty, which further complemented her fair skin and slender neck.

The clothes are embroidered with complex Jinxia patterns, the body is like a jade tree, and the soft fabric outlining the curves wraps around the waist, making people want to touch it.

Wei Shi forced Zhong Yi into the carriage.

Shuo Hui stretched out his hand to wrap Zhong Yi around him, and Zhong Yi sat on his lap.

Wei Shi smiled gloatingly outside, but said, "Finally, the task is completed, Mr. Zhong, change your clothes, and if you don't wear this or that, you'll be tossing around like a girl."

Wei Er laughed loudly: "You don't even look at what clothes you choose, they will be happy."

Wei Er whipped his horsewhip, the two of them talked, and the carriage drove smoothly.

In the carriage, an indescribably ambiguous atmosphere pervaded, Zhong Yi was not used to being so close to people, being embraced in such a frivolous manner, his face flushed red: "Let go!"

Shuo Hui was obviously in a good mood, with the corners of his mouth curled up all the time, ignoring Zhong Yi's words, but said, "You look good in this dress."

Zhong Yi struggled a few times and stared at him: "I'm dressed so colorfully, how can I look good, like a rooster!"

Shuo Hui raised his head and laughed loudly: "There is no big red cock, right?" Shuo Hui still pressed his arm tightly.

Zhong Yi said: "My arm hurts from you scratching!"

Shuo Hui nodded, deliberately let go suddenly.

Zhong Yi's body was uncontrollable, and she fell directly into his arms, her head was buried between his necks, and the familiar long-lost fragrance lingered on the tip of her nose.

Zhong Yi froze.

Shuo Hui's big hand gently stroked his waist, and said in a low voice, "Are you seducing me, huh?"

Zhong Yi's face was completely darkened.

He opened his mouth, biting Shuohui's earlobe firmly.

Shuo Hui remained silent.

Zhong Yi was a little puzzled, and subconsciously loosened her teeth, wanting to see his expression.As a result, just as he let go, his jaw was pinched.

In front of him was Shuo Hui's magnified handsome face, with deep purple eyes, looking at Zhong Yi with a gloomy look, like a sense of crisis about to come, making Zhong Yi's hair stand on end involuntarily.

The carriage jolted, Wei Er and Wei Shi looked at each other, looked at the carriage in unison, then turned their heads consciously.

In the carriage, Zhong Yi was pressed under Shuo Hui's body in embarrassment, and her lips were kissed fiercely, as if being bitten, densely packed with pain and trembling.

Zhong Yi only felt that there was darkness in front of her eyes, her teeth were pushed open, and she was rushing forward with a domineering and powerful aura. Just a kiss made people surrender.

Shuo Hui let him go, but his eyes were still looking down at Zhong Yi, who was panting heavily and had bright red lips.

Zhong Yi's clothes were scattered, revealing a piece of snow-white skin. Although her clothes were disheveled, she had a natural and clean aura, but at this moment, in Shuo Hui's eyes, it was completely a faint temptation.

Zhong Yi looked at the face close at hand, and those dark purple pupils looked at him, the eyes were a little complicated, deep and scary, Zhong Yi still didn't understand, it was lust.

The carriage stopped slowly.

"...Prince, we are here." Wei Er said with some hesitation.

Shuo responded, looked at him for a while, and kissed his forehead: "On the carriage, don't get off."

Wei Shi's murmured voice sounded outside the carriage: "Really, leave me to watch the carriage—you obviously dress well, but you won't let people get off..."

When the car was empty, Zhong Yi closed his eyes with some difficulty, feeling bitter in his heart, he was obviously not alone, why did he look so similar.

Similar movements, similar expressions, similar voices, similar smells, similar kisses...they are clearly not the same person.

Shuohui was the king of Jinbo in the Northern Jin Dynasty and the enemy of Southern Chu. So many people died at his hands, but...why didn't I reject him so much?What an incomprehensible ambivalence.

Zhong Yi pulled the front of her clothes, sat upright, lowered her eyes, and thought sadly: Ah Li, where are you?

Shuo Hui entered the palace, Shuo Yu and Fan Wenzi were waiting for him in the study, Shuo Hui had a faint smile on his face.

Shuoyu saw it right away: "Brother Wang, why are you in such a good mood?"

Shuo Hui shook his head: "Nothing."

Fan Wenzi and Shuo Yu looked at each other, neither of them believed Shuo Hui's answer.

The three of them sat around the table and started to get down to business. When it came to the issue of territory, they had another discussion.

Before they knew it, they had lunch casually, and Shuo replied, "Please tell me, the king will only return to the mansion at night, let them go back to eat first."

The attendant withdrew.

Then after a short rest, the three of them sat around and worked together again. They worked together very well together. Shuoyu had a great vision and was good at employing people; Things got a lot easier.

In the evening, Shuo Yu stayed with the two of them for dinner.

Shuo Hui shook his head: "This king has gone back."

Shuo Yu looked at Fan Wenzi.

Fan Wenzi smiled: "Could it be that the golden house hides the beauty and is accompanied by beauties?"

Shuo Hui smiled slightly: "The two of you are slow to use, I don't want to accompany you anymore, let me take my leave."

Shuoyu said: "I heard that Brother Wang brought back a young and handsome captive from Chu State, and he took good care of him. Everyone in the palace called him 'Young Master'."

Fan Wenzi looked thoughtful and said, "Could it be..."

Shuoyu obviously thought of something with him: "I can't see that Brother Wang is not close to women, but it's because he has a habit of breaking his sleeves?"

Both of them looked at Shuo Hui with probing eyes.

Shuohui said expressionlessly, "I don't like sharing peaches, I just appreciate them."

Shuoyu looked suspicious, while Fan Wenzi still looked him up and down.

Shuohui was expressionless: "This king has never been to a man..." He paused, and suddenly remembered the fierce kiss on the carriage.

Seeing Shuo Hui's slightly changed face, Shuo Yu patted him on the shoulder, and said in the tone of someone who has experienced it: "Understood, understood!"

Shuo Hui glanced at him and left.

Shuoyu and Fan Wenzi were left with endless aftertaste on his slightly changed expression just now.

After getting out of the carriage, the lamps were lit along the way, the servant walked past with his head bowed, and Shuo Hui raised his head, striding towards the hall, his shadow cast long by the lights.

The hall was also brightly lit, and Zhong Yi was sitting at the table without moving his chopsticks.

Shuo Hui pushed open the door, Zhong Yi looked up.

It's a pity that although the plain clothes are said to match the temperament of Zhong Yi, they are far from astonishing as wearing the bright red clothes.

There was nothing extra to say, and the two ate dinner quietly.

Zhong Yi said goodbye.

Walking on the stone path covered with fallen leaves, he stopped, frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable in his abdomen, and broke out in a cold sweat.

After returning to the courtyard, things got better.

Because I stayed in prison for a period of time, I had some physical problems, and occasionally I had stomach pains after eating unsuitable food.

With a pale face, after bathing, he rested.

When he was about to fall asleep, someone knocked on the door: "Young Master Zhong, the prince is calling you over."

Zhong Yi opened his eyes helplessly.

On the way, he didn't feel abdominal pain, so he wondered why he was called to go there so late.

While walking, Zhong Yi asked, "Where is this going?"

The attendant said nothing.

Zhong Yi had no choice but to continue walking.

After passing through many corridors, to the depths of the mansion, the spacious courtyard, grand layout, Zhong Yi asked: "Prince, are you in the bedroom?"

The attendant nodded and took away the lantern in Zhong Yi's hand.

Looking at the lit bedroom, Zhong Yi: "..."

He did not forget Shuo Hui's rude treatment of him in the carriage.

So I wanted to turn around and leave.

Unexpectedly, when he turned around, Shuo Hui blocked behind him expressionlessly.

"..."

"where to?"

Zhong Yi braced herself, looked at the rockery behind Shuohui, and said, "It's late at night, I'm a little tired, I want to go back to rest... Is the prince busy? Can tomorrow—"

"Go in."

Zhong Yi raised his head, while Shuo Hui lowered his head, looking at him: "Go in."

Some threatening tone.

Zhong Yi gritted her teeth, looked at the guards around who deliberately showed their blades, and walked into the door of the bedroom.

Shuo Hui waved his hand lazily, and the guard retreated.

He smiled and walked in.