Cute girl Shura

Chapter 91 His Book Boy ([-]) Fine Commentary and More

"Qiu Sheng." He called out.

The man didn't respond.

He frowned and raised his voice, "Qiu Sheng!"

An Yao froze, did she call her?
"My lord, are you calling me?"

Presumably he was a little deaf, he had to be so loud to hear.

Mu Zishen couldn't help finding excuses for his slowness, and then asked, "What skills do you have?"

It's really against the sky, Weiyang Zishen, who usually doesn't bother to take a look at her, actually took the initiative to ask her, an inconspicuous servant, to question her today.

If she didn't feel it personally, if she heard it from the sidelines, she would definitely think it was a big joke.

"My lord, a villain is not talented. Apart from playing some little tunes, he has no other skills." She quickly bent down on the spot and replied.

"You can play music?" Mu Zishen's eyes were fixed, and the sight that fell on An Yao was surprisingly surprised.

An Yao was not in a hurry to raise her head, her knees kneeling on the ground gradually began to feel numb, seeing him walking towards her, she had no choice but to nod slightly.

"Tell me, what tunes do you play?"

"I……"

"Zi Shen, why don't you go to my room when you come back?"

Dressed in purple clothes and green veils, she appeared obliquely, with all kinds of soft and artificial sounds, and the fragrance instantly permeated the entire study.

"Zi Ling? Why are you here?"

An Yao lowered her head and knelt on the ground, she couldn't see their expressions, but she could hear the doting in Weiyang Zishen's tone.

"I heard from Steward Feng that you took in a book boy just after you returned to the mansion. Just now when I came, I saw Miscanthus leaving the house in a hurry with a sad look on her face. What must have happened?" Zi Ling squinted The clothed clothes on the ground were full of disdain.

"Are you talking about the bee steward, or the miscanthus? Why are you so interested in the private affairs of the king's subordinates recently?"

Unexpectedly, Mu Zishen would insinuate that she was nosy.

Zi Ling's expression was dull for a moment, and then he laughed in a low voice, "My lord is so cute when he's jealous, ha ha."

"As long as you're happy." He sat back on the chair with no expression on his face, flipping through the memorial that An Yao had folded earlier.

An Yao, who was leaning on the ground, lowered her eyelashes, and the corners of her lips curled up in a small arc inadvertently.

"Your little book boy looks quite handsome, what's your name?" Seeing some silence, Zi Ling turned the conversation to An Yao who was on the ground.

"..."

"Why, my princess didn't reply when I asked you?"

An Yao's eyes lit up, the emperor proclaimed himself a concubine before the emperor made a decree, she really has no shame.Even though he thought so in his heart, his mouth was still as if honey had been smeared and he said: "Little Mo Qiusheng, I don't know that the princess is asking the little one, please forgive me."

"Qiusheng?" Zi Ling circled around her, "I see that you are quite dexterous, and you must take good care of this study in the future, so as not to worry the prince."

"My concubine taught me that, the villain thanked you for your advice." An Yao replied in a low voice.

"Zi Ling, I'm really busy these days. I'll go to your room after a while. You should take care of your health. In a few days, I will play Emperor Father and give you an official title. What do you want?" What's next?" Mu Zishen stood up and put his arms around Zi Ling's shoulders, his words were full of tenderness.

Sometimes, An Yao only felt that he was being perfunctory to Zi Ling, but sometimes, she felt that he was really being nice to Zi Ling.

In any case, she already had confidence in such a scene, and she would not see it for long.

"I'll listen to you." Zi Ling smiled delicately, moistened her lips to meet his cheek, and left marks like a dragonfly on water, "The concubine will leave first."

"kindness."

After sending Zi Ling away, she heard his undiminished voice above her head, "Get up."

She bent her knees and stood up, but she knelt for too long, her center of gravity was unstable, and she turned to one side.With quick eyes and quick hands, Mu Zishen pulled her towards him with one hand.

"Uh..." An Yao groaned and slammed into his chest, the familiar sandalwood scented his nostrils, and his well-proportioned and powerful heartbeat resounded in his ears.

"What, by addiction?"

Above his head, his voice sounded suddenly.

She quickly jumped out of his arms, jumped three feet away, and said with a trembling throat: "Many... Thank you, my lord, it's the little... I'm sorry."

"Just now you said you could play music, how about a song to apologize?" Mu Zishen looked at her amusedly.

This Mo Qiusheng is really as timid as a mouse, but he is meticulous in doing things, and his actions just now are very normal, and he also finds it quite interesting to help such a weak book boy.

"promise."

She walked to the piano table next to the chopping board, and recognized at a glance that it was the guqin she had stolen from the emperor's old man in the palace. She did not expect that after she left the palace, this vile man would take it for himself.

That being the case, let's play "The Concubine" for him, and make fun of him.

Mu Zishen closed his eyes and listened to the sound of the piano played by her.

Delicate and seamless, tactfully lingering.

It seems to be lamenting, it seems to be indignant.

Like the sound of fine rain in spring, it turns to fall into the low tide of the ice valley.

Those who play such a tune, if they have never seen her before, will definitely think that it is a beautiful woman with a heart.

Mu Zishen opened his eyes and looked at An Yao who was playing the piano. Except for that face, no matter how he behaved or how he played the strings, he was very familiar.

He had never looked at a person so seriously before, but when his eyes turned to that strange face, he was startled and suddenly came to his senses.

At the end of the song, An Yao got up and bent down to signal.

"Okay...Okay!" He clapped his palms repeatedly, and approached her, "This king is right, Qiu Sheng, your music is better than the luthier in my palace."

"My lord has won the prize."

An Yao said modestly, but her heart was cold.

Can't he hear the charm in her piano sound?It seems that he really doesn't care about the two heroines in this mansion.

"I'm afraid you will be wronged in this king's study, this king thinks..."

"Not wronged! Qiu Sheng is not wronged at all! It would be an honor for Qiu Sheng to serve the prince personally!" She interrupted before he could finish speaking.

She is very satisfied with this kind of position now.

If she is dispatched at will by him, she still doesn't know if the plan can be carried out on time.

"Oh? Don't you listen to what this king has to say first? Don't you want to support your family? This king introduced you to the palace music workshop, there must be better treatment and..."

"My lord, I don't go anywhere, I just serve you at my lord's house!" She interrupted him again.

"Why?" Mu Zishen looked shocked. These days, anyone who wants to make money to support their family almost enters the palace to make a living through connections, but this Qiu Sheng actually rejected his kindness?
"Because... because I feel that the lord... the lord is kind and easy to get along with." God testifies, this is the sentence she said most unwillingly, "Besides, it is rumored that there are many villains in the palace who are only interested in profit. Yes, the little one is afraid to go and can’t get used to it.”

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