This king wants to be the leader of the martial arts alliance

Yan Dingnan didn't understand at first, and was stunned for a moment.

He even felt a little inexplicably relieved that the image of the prince in his heart was finally preserved a little bit.

But after that moment passed, he only felt that Ning Yanzhi's image had completely collapsed.

What is "don't hurt it"?

Yan Dingnan, who didn't know what expression to put on, subconsciously turned his head to look at Ning Yanzhi.

The other party raised his hand a little guilty, as if he wanted to do something, but he still put it down.

Yan Dingnan was a little nervous for no reason, and the belated nervousness made his palms sweat.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

After putting on her makeup, Hua Yang opened her mouth.

She didn't deliberately lower her voice, and immediately grabbed everyone's attention in a quiet room.

"Sister Luyi, bring me my pipa."

Yan Dingnan breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously, and didn't want to see what Hua Yang looked like anymore, so he sat upright and stared at the potted plants in the corner.

To be honest, since Hua Yang is a talented singer and a good singer, her voice must also be very nice.

Then, there was a thin sound of rings and rings clanging and clothes rubbing against each other from behind the screen, it seemed that Hua Yang stood up.

She walked around the screen and bowed to the two of them. She wore a light blue dress with a blue belt, tassels around her waist, and a hairpin on her head, which made people's eyes shine.

But what is even more amazing is that face, which does not lose any color without applying makeup.

No matter how thick the makeup of the imperial concubine is, it can only add color to the face, and no matter how beautiful the makeup of Hua Yang is, it can't cover up the beauty of the person herself.

"Young master, if the slave wants to perform, would you like to go with the slave?"

Ning Yanzhi glanced roughly, then turned to look at Yan Dingnan, and asked, "Ma'am, are you going?"

Yan Dingnan didn't realize for a moment that "madam" was calling him.

After a few breaths of silence, he nodded and said, "Let's go."

Hua Yang hadn't seen anyone who wasn't interested in her face for a long time, so she couldn't help but look at her more, feeling a little envious in her heart.

Everyone in the world seems to think that if a man puts down his dignity to be a wife, he will be inferior to others from then on.

What's wrong with love itself?

Anyone who is willing to be a wife for a person must be sincerely moved.

Seeing that he was willing to talk to him, Ning Yanzhi's eyes showed a bit of joy, he moved closer and took his hand as usual, and told him, "Don't lose track."

Hua Yang couldn't help but take another look.

The details are the most moving.

No matter how smart she is, she is only a girl in her twenties or eight years.

"Young master, come with the slave."

Hua Yang led the way, Ning Yanzhi and Yan Dingnan followed, and Lu Yi followed with her pipa in her arms.

After going out, Huayang turned a corner, and it was indeed the opposite way from the way he came.

She saluted again with a little apology, and said: "There are so many people at this time, guests are not allowed to come up on the second floor, so I can only wrong the two young masters and go down from now on."

Ning Yanzhi looked to the right, it was an unlit staircase, very narrow.

Hua Yang beckoned, and Lu Yi handed over a candle, and she lit it on the lamp beside her and handed it over.

Ning Yanzhi took it over and said, "I'm sorry."

Hua Yang nodded slightly, and said, "Young Master, you are welcome."

The two were about to go down the small stairs, when Ning Yanzhi suddenly turned around and said, "Tomorrow the Chen family will invite you, and I hope the girl can come. My grandmother loved the piano when she was young, but it's hard to play the piano when she gets older, and I hope the girl can come." Complete."

After hearing various reasons, Huayang smiled slightly and nodded.

Ning Yanzhi glanced at it, a bit confused about what kind of feeling it was.

It's like a flower in the epiphyllum, and it's like a new moon.

It's a bit like Empress Hui, but not very much.

Then he thanked: "Thank you, girl."

After entering the stairs, come out to a very inconspicuous place on the first floor.

Huayang boarded the largest and most exquisite painting boat, the silver moon was round and bright, shining hazy and cold on people.

Qinhuai lights are endless, stretching away, reflecting softly and warmly on people.

The sound of pulp and water, the shadow of lights and the moon, the sound of piano and human music.

This is a beauty you can't see anywhere else.

Ning Yanzhi bent his lips and smiled.

Yan Dingnan was a little hesitant, he asked in a low voice: "My lord... really let Hua Yang enter the palace... Isn't that just pushing people into the fire pit?"

In two years now, he will become the first emperor.

"Don't worry." Ning Yanzhi said in a low voice, "This king has left her a way out."

"But, she doesn't know anything." Yan Dingnan said, "Isn't it good for us to do this?"

"Otherwise, why do you think I invited her to the Chen family in the name of my grandmother?" Ning Yanzhi asked with a smile.

Yan Dingnan was taken aback, he squeezed Ning Yanzhi's hand tightly, and asked, "My lord has already thought about it?"

"of course."

For a moment, he didn't know what to say, Yan Dingnan felt that the image of the prince who had collapsed had gradually stood up again.

That... a little innocuous little hobby, seems to be nothing...

So he whispered: "That book... the prince can keep it if he wants to."

Hua Yang on the boat is still singing, babbling and melodious.

There were cheers, applause, and admiration all around.

Ning Yanzhi felt a little dazed as the noise and noise merged into his ears, and he couldn't help asking: "Really?"

Yan Dingnan turned his head to look at Huafang intently, and refused to answer his questions.

But Ning Yanzhi felt that this attitude was acquiescing. He took a deep breath and still felt a little untrue, so he asked again: "Dingnan, are you telling me the truth? I just want a one-word answer." Just fine."

Yan Dingnan asked with some annoyance: "In the eyes of the lord, am I the one who cares about every detail? Would it be difficult to get through the same book?"

Anyway, it's your business to see it or not, and it's my business to do it or not.

Yan Dingnan figured this out, so he didn't care what he saw.

But Ning Yanzhi felt that he was very happy, he couldn't see anything around him, only Yan Dingnan could be seen.

He was sweating a little while holding Yan Dingnan's hand, and his eyes were bright.

Ning Yanzhi just felt that something was about to move in his heart.

He wanted to tell himself that it was because Yan Dingnan was his wife, his princess.But another voice immediately retorted from the bottom of my heart: No, this is liking.

oh.Ning Yanzhi thought: I like him.

Not because he is my princess, but because he is Yan Dingnan.

Yan Dingnan who thinks of himself wholeheartedly.

When he was in a trance, Yan Dingnan turned his head.

The houses in the south of the Yangtze River are generally relatively low, and the moonlight is very bright tonight, and two dark shadows can be vaguely seen on the roof.

Following his gaze, the two black shadows seemed to be fighting with swords.

"My cousin." Yan Dingnan said, "There is also Liu Qianfan."

Ning Yanzhi narrowed his eyes, looked towards the roof, and asked, "What are they doing?"

Yan Dingnan also stopped asking this question, he hesitated and replied: "Competition, comparison of swords?"

In front of the beauty, it is also quite artistic to compete with friends on the roof in the middle of the night.

Ning Yanzhi forced himself to accept this, and asked again: "Do you want to go and have a look?"

"Let's go?" Yan Dingnan clenched his hand with Ning Yanzhi, walked around, and jumped onto the roof.

The two couldn't hold it back for a while and didn't want to take it back. Tao Wuya's sword was very fast, and each move was aimed at the key point.Liu Qianfan looked for his weak spot and disrupted his attack.

"The Tao family's sword moves are fast, but they are not as good as the Liu family, not as stable as the Zhou family, and not as ruthless as the Qin family." Yan Dingnan first praised the three families, and then explained to Ning Yanzhi: "But the world's martial arts can only be fast, and Tao The strength of the family is long, which is unmatched by other families.”

"The Liu family's swordsmanship is good at finding flaws in people, but if the speed can't keep up, it will be useless if you find the flaws." Even in front of Liu Qianfan, Yan Dingnan spoke bluntly.

Liu Qianfan and Tao Wuya suddenly withdrew their momentum, and Tao Wuya also withdrew his sword in a very tacit understanding.

Liu Qianfan smiled wryly and said: "Brother Yan is really an open-minded gentleman, but this inference is only in the situation of the disparity between the enemy and ourselves."

"If the strength is the same, the winning rate is still [-]-[-]. This has nothing to do with the skills and swordsmanship."

Yan Dingnan nodded obediently.

Tao Wuya smiled happily, "But you just can't beat me."

When he said this, Yan Dingnan became curious and asked, "What are you fighting for?"

Tao Wuya said innocently: "I haven't competed for a long time, my hands are itchy, I want to fight with him."

"He said that the oiran has good temperament and talent, but I said that the oiran is good-looking and has a good voice." Seeing that he didn't believe him, Tao Wuya explained: "I came here because I heard that the oiran is good-looking, and he insisted on arguing with me again. What poems and songs? I was impatient, so I decided to compete with swords, and whoever loses should shut up."

"Both talent and talent." Ning Yanzhi commented seemingly calmly, but he was thinking in his heart: Can this also cause a quarrel?

"That's right." Yan Dingnan stood by Ning Yanzhi's side without hesitation, and said, "It's all about complimenting her, what's the fuss about?"

Ning Yanzhi sighed silently: She deserves to be my princess, but she has a good heart.

Tao Wuya didn't pick up this one, so he probably didn't realize it, so he asked, "This is?"

One of Ning Yan cupped his hands and said, "I'm Ning Yanzhi."

He followed the rules of Jianghu people, Tao Wuya and Ning Yanzhi didn't react, they also cupped their hands and said: "Brother Ning."

"Cousin, Brother Liu."

As soon as he called his cousin, Tao Wuya came to his senses and asked, "Ding Nan, isn't this your prince?"

In fact, there was another question in his heart that he wanted to ask, but he didn't say it anyway.

Why did you bring him along when you visited the brothel?