Chapter 17

Unexpectedly, Fengyue thought this would let her prime minister father know. Unexpectedly, she waited for a day but didn't see anyone coming again. She couldn't help but secretly admire Xie's mind. As expected, she was a great success. Her mind was calm and careful. With such forbearance, it's no wonder Fengyue's mother was not her opponent.

Unfortunately, however, she met her. No matter how capable she was, she had to eat it obediently.

In the house for a few days, every month was idle and a little flustered. Suddenly, no one came to trouble, and some were not used to it. It really made her wonder whether she had been abused.

Bored, she came to the place where her mother's relics were kept. Although the old piano fell a lot of dust, the luster was excellent. She couldn't help but dial it for a while, and the clear tone floated out. She couldn't help but brighten her heart. Good piano!

I didn't expect that this seemingly insignificant broken piano had such a good timbre. I picked up the dusty piano and was about to turn around. I thought of those music scores and took them by the way.

"Angelica dahurica, go outside and ask the master to mend the broken place of the piano. Hurry."

Every month she handed Qin to Angelica dahurica, who was still making needlework. Angelica dahurica looked at her strangely and didn't move for a long time.

"What? Is there something on my face?"

Angelica dahurica was stunned and said, "no, that is, miss, you don't want to play the piano?"

It's strange to change to every month this time. She just wants to play the piano. What's the matter? I just wanted to say something, but I thought it must be the previous month!

"Miss, I'm interested now. I just want to practice. Go quickly."

Without giving her a chance to question, he put the piano into her arms and turned to the recliner under the tree to enjoy the cool. Angelica dahurica looked away with Qin. The shade of the tree left mottled spots on her face. The upturned corners of her mouth made her feel a little trance. It seemed that her young lady was becoming more and more beautiful.

Holding the piano, she didn't delay any longer. She turned and walked towards the courtyard door and disappeared in the sight of every month. Under the tree, she was leisurely raising her legs and closing her eyes to refresh herself.

A slight and normal wind woke her up and opened her eyes. Sure enough, the figure on the tree curled up one leg while the other hung down and shook leisurely.

The corners of the mouth are bent, and the eyes in the mask are full of laughter. Somehow, they look a little flat.

"Come down and have a cup of herbal tea!"

Then a cup hit his mask accurately, but stopped an inch ago. The masked man fell lightly with the cup and sat impolitely on the edge of her recliner.

Every month smiled, picked up the teapot, turned his hand and poured a cup for him. He also watched quietly until he finished drinking. Then he said, "thanks to your leisure, you can be so comfortable living in such a place where birds don't shit. Why don't you go out today?" he played with the cup and glanced at her, looking at her slightly dozing eyes and a shadow under her eyelashes, People want to see the eyes more and more.

"Even if Miss Ben is beautiful, don't look at me like that?"

She opened her eyes. As expected, it was as psychedelic and hazy as he imagined, as if people couldn't guess.

He smiled. "You're not modest at all!" he said, putting the cup on rocky rock and picking up the teapot to add another cup to himself.

Every month, she raised her eyebrows and said, "modesty? What's that? How have you heard it!" as she said, she thought, as if she really didn't understand. Unexpectedly, someone who was pouring tea trembled because of her words, quietly wiped out the overflow water stain, and he took a sip and drank it.

He sighed and said, "I don't know that the prince today doesn't marry a woman as interesting as you, but marries the vase. It's really puzzling."

"Do you think anyone can marry me? Even if he wants to marry, Miss Ben won't marry!"

It's no surprise that he knows so much about himself every month. After all, it's no secret. She said contemptuously. As soon as she mentioned the prince, she remembered the insult that day. She would wash away her shame with his blood one day.

The killing intention in his eyes did not escape the sight of the masked man. He was a little curious. The woman in front of him was like a mystery, which made him want to explore, remove the veil and see what was inside.

Because he really can't think of why a young lady raised in her boudoir, even if she can't be spoiled, knows those strange killing moves, and takes action more like going through countless drills, easy and familiar, cruel and cold-blooded.

"I think you didn't come here today just for a few cups of tea? Tell me if you have anything." she closed her eyes again and was quiet. Only a slight hot wind blew past, scattered a wisp of broken hair in front of her forehead and rippled to her ears..

He suddenly wanted to trim that strand of hair for her. Until he stretched out his hand, he suddenly felt what he was doing again and calmed down. He said unnaturally, "this is for you. It's very good to apply it to your scars." then he passed by like a gust of wind without waiting for the monthly reaction.

Before leaving, he shot a small stone in one direction and finally disappeared.

Every month she took the blue porcelain vase inlaid with gold on Shiji. She still knows the words on it. It's called Shengji ointment. Looking at the gorgeous package, I think the things inside should be valuable! When did this guy become so generous? Is it difficult to compensate for swallowing so much money and having a bad conscience? She thought strangely.

She guessed quite well. It's worth thousands of Liang and can't be bought anywhere. The masked man didn't know why he gave it to her. However, he saw that the white body was full of scars accumulated over the years last time. He just felt that the woman shouldn't have those on her. Therefore, he gave it to her this time, By the way, find out her details.

It would never happen to him to compensate her for the discovery of conscience, because he is a famous rich man who can make money.

In the evening, I washed my body every month and sat in front of the mirror and put on the muscle cream in the daytime. A cool feeling came. It was much better in this hot night. It's really a good thing. It blows better than the air conditioner.

In the Imperial Palace and Chenxing hall, imperial concubine Ye quietly listened to the report from the visitor and waved back the visitor. She frowned and thought, but there was no result for a moment.

"Who could it be?" she thought. She was restrained without even seeing her face, which surprised him. Although the person she sent was not a first-class expert, but she was also a good one. How could she be controlled without any resistance? Who the hell is it!

Night, swallowed up the whole earth, leaving only the wind in the air, still non-stop..