Spring and Autumn Confucian Heroes

Chapter 86
Time flows away unconsciously.

The movement of the man playing the piano is so elegant, and the expression is so focused; the dancing body of the woman is so soft and full of temptation.

He plays the piano, she dances.

This pair of gifted scholars and beautiful women was like a match made in heaven. Although they didn't communicate much, they both felt a little throbbing in their hearts.

"Ding!"

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

The woman who was dancing with emotion, also froze on the spot, looking at the man's beautiful eyes, full of doubts.

Huan Chang showed apology on his face, pointed to the outside of the courtyard, and his body immediately rose into the air and landed on the courtyard wall.

Miss Xiao was extremely intelligent, and she soon knew what had happened, a trace of panic flashed in her eyes, but there was also a trace of reluctance.

She looked at Huan Chang who was about to leave, and bit her red lips tightly with her white teeth.

Suddenly, she mustered up her courage, took out a clean white handkerchief from her bosom, and threw it at Huan Chang with all her might.

A cold wind blows.

The handkerchief twirled in the air, but fell powerlessly to the ground.

Seeing this, the woman immediately became anxious, with tears appearing in her eyes, she shook her hand vigorously at Huan Chang.

"call!"

A gust of wind rose out of nowhere.

Huan Chang floated down from the courtyard wall like a dancing butterfly, catching the handkerchief that was about to fall to the ground.

Huan Chang tapped the ground with his toes, flew to the courtyard wall again, smiled and nodded at Miss Xiao, and then jumped down.

When Miss Xiao saw this, she burst into laughter immediately, and a bright smile appeared on her face.

"Rhyme."

As soon as Huan Chang left, Miss Xiao heard a masculine male voice, and suddenly became flustered.

She hastily put away her teacup, then sat in front of the xylophone, pretending to be playing it.

"Crench!"

The backyard door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man in a blue shirt walked in slowly.

"father!"

Miss Xiao tried her best to calm her breathing, pretending to be nonchalant and shouting.

The person who came in was Xiao Qi, a senior official from the State of Lu, and Miss Xiao's father. Huan Chang had also listened to this person's lectures.

Xiao Qi looked around, seeing the broken bluestone on the ground, her eyes shrank slightly.

"Did someone come just now?"

Miss Xiao's face suddenly turned red, trying to cover up what happened just now, but she couldn't lie.

"I, I, I..."

She hesitated a few times, but her face flushed even more anxiously.

Xiao Qi's complexion changed, and she asked: "There is a flower picking thief in the city, didn't he come here just now?"

Hearing this, Xiao Yun was taken aback for a moment, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ah."

Xiao Yun nodded, then carefully glanced at her father.

Xiao Qi's face suddenly changed, and she said angrily: "What a bold lunatic, you dare to attack my daughter!"

After finishing his anger, he hurriedly asked: "Yun'er, did that prostitute do anything to you?"

As the saying goes: relationships are chaotic.

With Xiao Qi's wisdom, she must be able to guess that her daughter is fine.

But as a father, he was naturally a little confused when he encountered something about his daughter's innocence.

"My daughter is fine."

Xiao Yun lowered her head, looked at the teacup in front of her, and couldn't help but think of the man in white who saved her.

"Could it be that you were rescued?"

Hearing that her daughter was fine, Xiao Qi breathed a long sigh of relief, then narrowed her eyes slightly, and asked softly.

When she was outside just now, Xiao Qi felt that something was wrong with the sound of the piano.

He is familiar with his daughter, so he naturally knows Xiao Yun's style of playing the piano, and he can tell that the sound of the piano is not played by Xiao Yun.

At first, Xiao Qi didn't care.

In his opinion, a person who can play this kind of piano sound will definitely not be a bad person.

Moreover, my daughter also has a few best friends, and they usually visit each other. It is not surprising that there are other people playing the piano in the courtyard.

It's just that Xiao Qi was a little puzzled. She didn't know which woman could play the piano so masculinely.

But seeing those broken bluestones, Xiao Qi knew that things were not simple.

Xiao Yun recalled the man in white in her mind, nodded immediately and said: "I was rescued by a young hero, and the flower picker was also forced to retreat."

Feeling that something was wrong with her daughter, Xiao Qi immediately said with a smile that was not a smile: "Hero save the beauty, I don't know which young hero saved my precious daughter."

"Yun'er told Dad, Dad must thank this person properly!"

Hearing the words 'heroes save the beauty', and seeing her father's half-smile eyes, Xiao Yun couldn't help but blushed.

"The young man's name is Huan Chang. It is said that he has listened to father's lectures, so he puts his life and death on his hands to help."

"Huan Chang?"

In Xiao Qi's mind, a man in white clothes Shengxue suddenly appeared.

At this moment, Xiao Qi couldn't help but feel very surprised.

Regarding Zhuang Shisan's martial arts, Xiao Qi, as a doctor of the Lu State, couldn't possibly not know about it.

When Huan Chang went to visit at the beginning, Xiao Qi had a deep impression of Huan Chang, and felt that this person's achievements in the future would be limitless.

But Xiao Qi thought that Huan Chang was just a very intelligent scholar who had read a lot of poetry and books.

But he never thought that Huan Chang's martial arts were so powerful.

"Could it be a true disciple of Daishan Sect, Juye Gang, or Mengshan Sect?"

Thinking of this, Xiao Qi's heart suddenly sank, but she said calmly on the surface: "In this case, I will definitely thank him someday."

But Huan Chang felt that someone was approaching the courtyard, so he didn't dare to stay in the attic, so he immediately performed lightness kung fu and left.

But he was worried about Miss Xiao, so he didn't leave, but stayed outside the courtyard wall, knowing that it was Dr. Xiao, so he was relieved.

"Now that the officers and soldiers are searching everywhere, if I stay here all the time, it's hard to guarantee that I won't attract suspicion."

With this in mind, Huan Chang walked towards the ruined wine shop.

On the way, he took out a clean white handkerchief.

On the top of the handkerchief, there is a pair of lifelike mandarin ducks embroidered, and in the lower right corner of the handkerchief, there is also a small word "rhyme".

"It turns out Miss Xiao's name is Xiao Yun."

Smelling the woman's body fragrance on the handkerchief, Huan Chang couldn't help but feel a wave in his heart.

"Miss Xiao is willing to give me the handkerchief, she has already expressed her heart, but what should I do?"

In the mainland of Kyushu, although women pay attention to fame and integrity.

But women in this era are not bound by many ideas of feudal ethics.

They guard themselves like jade, but dare to love and hate. When they meet a man they like, they often dare to express their hearts.

It's just that women have thinner skins and generally don't speak out directly.

If they have a good impression of the man, they will hand out their handkerchiefs, and if the man accepts the handkerchief, it means that they are also interested in the woman.

In many romance novels, women behave in this way.

When Huan Chang saw the handkerchief flying towards him, his heart twitched a few times, and he caught the handkerchief without thinking.

Afterwards, Huan Chang became somewhat entangled.

It is undeniable that Huan Chang has a great affection for Xiao Yun, but he is a son and daughter of the world, destined to wander the world.

"If I accept Miss Xiao's kindness, can I really bring her happiness?"

Huan Chang was extremely entangled in his heart.

　I didn't write emotional scenes in the last book, so I'll try this book, sorry for the bad writing.

　　In my opinion, there should not only be swords and swords in the rivers and lakes, but also chivalry and tenderness. This is the martial arts in my mind.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)