Chapter 58

Song Qingcheng put the small box into his arms with a smile. Every move was a natural flattery: "don't worry, young master. I will serve you well later."

There is an inner hall in this private room. There is a low hall in the inner hall, which is specially for the guests to have a rest when they are drunk or tired. On weekdays, the guests often play with the women on the low hall.

Song Qingcheng takes the Pearl and walks to guqin with a smile. Bai Ziyan also sits on the special seat in the inner hall. Just now, he and Bai Ziyan are all in the outer hall, and only the lavish guests are qualified to enter the inner hall.

The waiter waiting for orders at the door came in quickly and moved all the prepared fruits and wine into the inner hall. Song Qingcheng took off the veil on her head and revealed a small white waist in the middle. She bowed her head with a smile and looked forward to a bright future. Her delicate hands gently plucked the strings. A beautiful tune lingered in the inner hall.

After the song was finished, song Qingcheng said to Bai Ziyan with a smile: "I don't know what you like, what you like to listen to..."

Song Qingcheng this sentence is to ask him, white son words shallow pick eyebrow, light mouth: "play girl like music."

"The little girl made a fool of herself!" The young master looks only twelve or thirteen years old, but he has the mature charm of a beautiful man between his eyebrows and eyes. His cold eyes are as quiet as the lake water, which makes song Qingcheng secretly guess. What kind of things will make him move?

Song Qingcheng bowed her head, playing a tune and guessing the identities of the two CHILDES. If she was in Shunjing, she was not someone who had never seen the world, but she couldn't guess which childe she was?

Before I knew it, I played a piece of music, but I didn't know that in the Song Dynasty, Bai Yuting had brought the guards of King Jing's house to Chu Fang's house.

Hearing the change, Bai Ziyan waved to song Qingcheng. Song Qingcheng got up and walked towards ruandai.

Her light footstep hasn't arrived at the edge of the low collapse, and Bai Ziyan has got up and can't wait to pull song Qingcheng into her heart.

Song Qingcheng's body is already petite, and 13-year-old Bai Ziyan is half a head taller than her. Song Qingcheng, who falls into Bai Ziyan's arms, accidentally grabs Bai Ziyan's arm. Even those aristocratic CHILDES in Shunjing don't have such strong muscles, do they?

Song Qingcheng looks up and stares at her. She knows that she is only a 13-year-old, but her heart beats slowly.

Bai Ziyan takes off her cloak and belt, and tears open her upper Ru and middle garment. Her strong chest is reflected in Song Qingcheng's eyes. She blushes unconsciously: "childe..."

"Qing Cheng, you are so beautiful!" Before Bai Ziyan could get to song Qingcheng's face, the screen of the inner hall had been split in two. Yue QingHan stood up and looked at Bai Yuting with a sword in his hand. He didn't know whether it was right or wrong?

Bai Yuting received a secret report that Bai Ziyan was in the Chu Fang building. At first, he didn't believe it, but the voice he heard at the door was really Bai Ziyan!

He rushed into the inner hall and split the screen. He saw his 13-year-old son, Bai Ziyan, holding a naked woman in his arms.

Anger is about to dazzle his mind, the sword in his hand crazy cut to the white man.

Looking at Bai Yuting's furious father, Bai Ziyan's mouth is hooked. He quickly pushes song Qingcheng away and dodges Bai Yuting's attack.

Bai Ziyan had old wounds, and Bai Yuting had been dazed by anger for a long time. He used his strength to stab Bai Ziyan's sword move. The huge power gap made Bai Ziyan fall behind after a few rounds.

Bai Ziyan's wound split because of the violent collision. At the moment when he was weak, Bai Yuting's sword came face to face.

It's almost a sword through the chest. If Yue QingHan didn't grasp Bai Yuting's sword in time and ease some strength, that sword might really kill Bai Ziyan.

"Ah Yan!" The shrill cry from behind made Bai Yuting recover his mind.

He looked at the cold moon in front of him, and the blood on the sword fell to the ground. Bai Ziyan stepped back with great pain, and the sword left his body, and he staggered and half knelt on the ground.

Qi Jiao rushed to Bai Ziyan, but she was still late. She saw Bai Yuting's sword with her own eyes and almost pierced her son's chest. Her tears gushed out. She broke away from Chunmei and rushed to Bai Ziyan: "ah Yan, how are you?"

If it wasn't for Yue QingHan's plan, I'm afraid his father would have killed him. But if he didn't give up his life, how could he get rid of the marriage of Qian family?

"Cough!" Bai Ziyan coughed twice, and blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. Qi Jiao quickly got up and yelled at Bai Yuting: "Bai Yuting, you are crazy! He is our son

White jade court's face is a little pale. He looks at the sword in his hand. The blood drips down on the ground. It's his son's blood. He almost killed his own son just now.

"This unfilial son has really disgraced the face of King Jing's mansion!" White jade court Lengzheng said a, although the voice is small, but Qi Jiao but listen clearly.

The original and gentle Qi Jiao's eyes suddenly flashed a fierce anger, and the only half minute warmth in her tone disappeared: "Bai Yuting, I tell you, if my son has a weakness, I won't spare you!"

Qi Jiao then turns to help Bai Ziyan. Yue QingHan also comes forward to help. They help Bai Ziyan walk past the white jade court until three people walk out of the outer hall. Bai Yuting's sword clangs and falls to the ground.

He almost, almost killed his son! White jade court's heart suddenly drew for a while, to stand on both sides of the waiting guard coldly way: "today this matter son, if someone dares to spread out, I definitely want his life!"

"Yes The bodyguards answered in unison.

Just out of Chu Fang building, Bai Ziyan's strong breath had been exhausted, and he fainted in front of his eyes.

This can frighten Qi Jiao and Yue QingHan.

Until the white jade court with the bodyguards left, hiding in the corner shivering song Qingcheng still don't know what happened just now? When mother Feng came up, she whispered in her ear.

Song Qingcheng then knew that the 13-year-old young man was Bai Ziyan, the legitimate son of King Tangjing, and his mother was Princess hele of Ningling kingdom. She was very noble. If she had known the identity of the young master, even if she had given her a hundred such pearls, she would not have done such a life-threatening mistake!