Chapter 1303： Phoenix asks for a phoenix?

Chapter 1303 Feng Qiuhuang?

Hearing that there was no more noise coming from the rockery, the head **** glanced over there subconsciously, and saw that Xue Wuhu, like a monkey again, jumped over very excitedly, and carried a big flag on his shoulders, let him Couldn't stop sweating. This energy is real...

"Smelly girl! Smelly girl!" Xue Wuhu shouted before he jumped over.

Fuying felt a headache as soon as she heard the sound, so she helped her forehead.

A big palace maid hurried forward and gently rubbed Fuying's temples.

Fuying leaned there, which made it a lot better.

"Stinky girl, let me tell you, Xiao Zhengzi and the others are too useless. I haven't even played for a while, and they are tired and lying down." As soon as Xue Wuhu jumped into the pavilion, he didn't care whether he was out or not. Sweaty, he also sat on the couch, crossed his legs, and threw the big flag on his shoulders.

He was super excited.

Fuying didn't want to say a word to the person in front of her. While being pressed on her temple, she continued to drink and listen to the piano.

Xue Wuhu didn't care whether she heard it or not, and said directly, "I'm thirsty."

Without Fuying's orders, a palace maid had already poured the tea and put her hands in front of him.

He also got used to it these days. He took it with one hand and he was dry. After drinking two glasses in a row, he didn't feel thirsty anymore and stopped drinking.

Except when she went to bed at night, the stinky girl insisted that he share a bed with her, otherwise she would stun him, let him still share a bed with her, and let him be Ni Dingyuan and not let him go, other times, she actually helped her. Ying was kind to him.

Knowing that he likes to carry big flags, he even let people make flags and let the little **** play with him.

Although he actually understands that this stinky girl dislikes him for being noisy, she also dislikes him for being too energetic and never stops... Anyway, she still dislikes him for being noisy.

I was no longer thirsty, but I felt a little hungry. Sitting cross-legged with a banner on his shoulders, Xue Wuhu stretched his hand towards the dim sum on the table.

"Hand." Fuying glanced at it and said one word.

Xue Wuhu quickly wiped his hands on his body.

The corners of Fuying's mouth twitched, and before the maid could bring water to him to clean his hands, he quickly took the dessert in his hand and ate it.

Fuying simply closed her eyes and listened to the qin.

"What is this playing?" Xue Wuhu didn't understand this at all. It just sounds weird. The music teacher is also strangely good, and he is still a man.

Fuying did not answer.

Xue Wuhu looked at the musician.

The musician played the qin, wondering if he should answer.

Or the head **** looked at Fuying's face and replied, ""Feng Qiuhuang"."

"This, I've heard of it!" Xue Wuhu said immediately. Immediately, he asked the musician, "Then can you play "House of Flying Daggers"? It's a pipa, a very large one."

The musician wanted to concentrate on playing the piano, but Xue Wuhu made a mistake in his hand. He got up and walked out from behind the piano table, knelt on the ground and pleaded guilty: "Your Majesty forgive your sin, Your Majesty forgive your sin."

Before Fuying could speak, Xue Wuhu waved his hand and said, "It has nothing to do with you, it is I who disturbed you. By the way, you haven't said whether you will play "House of Flying Daggers" with the pipa?"

The musician knelt down on the ground and peeked at Fuying, who was lying there with his eyes closed. He hesitated for a while, but still replied, "I also know some pipa."

"That's great!" Xue Wuhu immediately jumped off the couch carrying the banner, not happy. "Then turn around, when I bring someone to wave the flag, you play that next to me! I like this song the most!"