The silly concubine said: close the door and let the prince go

Chapter 64 Taking the Prince to the Drunken House ([-])
In the Zuiyan building, a delicate hollow white flower lamp inlaid with crystal beads is suspended in the sky, and its petals are blooming like real ones.

Underneath it is wrapped with countless strips of colorful and gorgeous silk silk, rolling out in all directions, and the faint fragrance of flowers lingers around the entire building on the ground as the lanterns in the sky rotate slowly.

Shen Qiaoyan took Jun Zechen's hand and walked upstairs to a room with a delicate sign hanging beside the door.

She opened the door, and a burst of rich aroma different from the outside rushed towards her face. Shen Qiaoyan sniffed, let go of Jun Zechen's hand and ran straight into the room.

Jun Zechen stared at his hand that was suddenly let go, and his heart was inexplicably empty.

He raised his eyes and looked at the furnishings in the room. The most striking thing was the exquisite picture scroll of mountains and rivers hanging on the wall. The top-notch paintings delicately outlined the endless beauty of the green mountains and green waters.

On the other side opposite to the picture scroll is the screen of a hundred birds that contrasts with the landscape painting. The birds are so detailed that each feather is clearly visible and lifelike. An elegant sense of comfort.

Jun Zechen walked into the room slowly and sat on the wool mat on the ground with Shen Qiaoyan, while facing them was Qiao Jin, a beautiful boy in the painting dressed in white clothes like snow.

Shen Qiaoyan supported her idiot face with both hands, staring straight at Qiao Jin playing the piano with her head down, feeling extremely excited.

All of a sudden, a powerful string was played from Qiao Jin's slender fingers, and the sound of the piano suddenly poured out on the strings along with the movements of Qiao Jin's hands. It was mesmerizing to hear.

"Jin'er is great!" Shen Qiaoyan exclaimed, widening her golden pupils.

Qiao Jin smiled lightly and stopped the lingering sound that was still lingering on the strings.

He raised his eyes to Shen Qiaoyan, but noticed Jun Zechen who was sitting next to her, and the corner of his lips curled slightly: "Long time no see, there is a new color around the main palace."

Shen Qiaoyan glanced at Jun Zechen when he heard the words, and quickly explained: "He, my lord's palace rescued him on the way, so he brought it here because of his pity."

Jun Zechen nodded blankly and said: "My name is Huahua, it's the name my wife gave me."

When Qiao Jin heard this, she fixed her eyes on Jun Zechen's clean eyes and frowned slightly, "It seems that the rumors are all true."

Rumor has it that the Thirteenth Prince became a fool because of poisoning.

Shen Qiaoyan's eyes changed slightly, she lowered her head and coughed a few times, signaling Qiao Jin not to continue.

Jun Zechen smiled and picked up the porcelain cup filled with green tea on the desk in front of him, took a sip, and said, "Did Mr. Cai just shoot 'Qing Que'?"

Qiao Jin froze and nodded, unexpectedly, someone would know that he played this unnamed little song.

He asked: "Is Playboy a person who knows the sound of the piano?"

Jun Zechen shook his head and said with a smile, "Huahua is just a little contact with him when he was a child."

Shen Qiaoyan raised her eyebrows and stared at someone's silly face.

What else did this guy come into contact with when he was a child?

"Oh?" Qiao Jin said with great interest, "Can I ask the playboy to play a song?"

After finishing speaking, someone nodded and stood up, "I'm sorry."

Seeing someone walking forward, Shen Qiaoyan sneered.

This guy really has guts. Her Qiao Jin is the number one violinist in the Kaiyuan Kingdom, and anyone who dares to compete with him in violin art will not dare to try it without more than ten years of skill.

A certain person dares to go up there just because he has been exposed to it as a child, he is really beyond his control.

(End of this chapter)