There were so many customers in the flower building that they almost lost their place to gain a foothold. Whether it was merchants or civilians, or even some of the public, they were crowded in the flower building. No wonder, there was a rumor that there were rumors half a month ago that Miss Qin Jiyue in Mo County would appear in the flower building in Jinling City today. The owner of the flower building knew that Miss Yue was a new beauty in Mo County and was quite famous, but he did not know that she was so popular when she came to Jinling City.

Of course, there are only two types of people coming, some to see the beauty, while others to indulge in the sound of the piano.

Qin Yue'er looked downstairs through the crack in the window, and there were all kinds of things coming and going. Perhaps Mr. Mo Ming would come today.

Qin Yue'er was still thinking about something, and Ying Ruge walked out of the darkness and hugged Qin Yue'er from behind. Qin Yue'er didn't struggle, touched his chin with his backhand, and his beard appeared a little, and he was pricked, so he should make up for it.

"Ruge, when are you going to let Mr. Mo Ming know?"

Ying Ruge pondered for a while, took a deep breath, as if the decision was quite difficult. He blinked and then said softly: "A few days ago, Yue'er, how can Zhu Yinuo's temperament make him restrain him?"

Qin Yue'er was a little surprised and frowned again. Is that little prince? His temperament is indeed too aggressive and too arrogant, and he is too easy to suffer losses. He blinked his glass-like eyes and said, "You are really a good brother, but Ruge, the day after tomorrow is the night of the moon, when will you go back to Muhan Tower?"

He had indeed forgotten the time when he came to Jinling. It was so fast that it was another monthless night. He thought about it and replied: "Then let's go back tomorrow."

Qin Yue'er was quite satisfied with this answer and continued to think about the question just now. Suddenly, she saw a person through the crack in the window. This person was not Mo Ming, but the little prince of Jinling, Zhu Yinuo, who was worried about the two.

How could he come alone today? Where has Mo Ming gone?

Zhu Yinuo was dressed brightly and gorgeously without wearing the double dragon sword. As soon as he entered the flower building, he looked up, as if he was either here to join in the fun or to find someone.

The madam recognized the noble guest from the crowd at a glance, and played the silk handkerchief bought for several taels of silver to greet him, and flattered him: "The little prince is here right today, and he is not careful. He didn't go to the mansion to deliver a message. He was wrong."

Zhu Yinuo was not prepared to pay attention to the madam, and threw an invitation made of gold at the madam, coughing, the madam stopped talking, looked down at the invitation in her hand and expressed joy in her heart. When she opened it, she immediately changed her expression and asked, "Little Prince, this is the rule of this moon girl..."

"Is it possible that the rules of a woman who is a woman who is even older than the King of Jinling?"

Zhu Yinuo glanced at the madam quite disdainfully, turned around and left, and said: "Tomorrow, the four dragon horses and red phoenixes of the royal palace will come to greet you. Miss Yue will not be seen at that time, for fear that the fire will be delayed by the time of my son."

After saying that, he snorted coldly and left.

The madam kept complaining and screaming from behind, and Zhu Yinuo didn't look back until the man left completely. The madam closed her acting skills and looked up at Qin Yue'er's room. She walked in a hurry and didn't care too much, so she came upstairs.

With a soft knock on the door, Qin Yue'er said "Please come in". The madam gently pushed open the door, entered and turned around and closed the door. She walked to Qin Yue'er in a row, lowered her head, and saw Ying Ruge here, immediately knelt down and said softly: "I don't know that the Venerable is here today, I am rude."

Ying Ruge stretched out his hand, and the madam respectfully handed the invitation.

Open the two lines of small characters, "I want to embrace the stars and hear the sound of the sky, and Ziqi warms the wine and waits for the old friend." He smiles like a song. This is obviously not written by King Jinling, nor is it written by Zhu Yinuo, the two fools.

Qin Yue'er gave a few instructions, and the madam retreated.

The madam retreated, Ying Ruge took off her armor and hugged Qin Yue'er again. Qin Yue'er laughed and said, "Ruge, it seems that your brother is really obsessed with Qinyin."

Ying Ruge smiled, waved his hand, and said, "How could you know if he is his brother or younger brother? You can't just tell that he is his brother by just one word from the master. I'm afraid that what he is obsessed with is not the piano sound, but the master of the jade hands that can pick stars and play the sky sound."

Qin Yue'er pretended to be angry and twisted Ying Ruge's hand that was holding her, and she didn't let it go until the other party begged for mercy. Ying Ruge squatted in front of Qin Yue'er like a heartless smile. She raised her chin with her fingers, frowned slightly, and joked: "Yue'er, have you gained a little weight recently...?"

Qin Yue'er was not happy as soon as he said this. Her slender jade hands were like the deadly bone claws attacking Yingru Song. Yingru Song jumped up and down and was like the stubborn monkey in the forest. Seeing that she couldn't catch this

As if he was singing, Qin Yue'er became more and more angry. He took out the zither box and opened it. There was the phoenix zither inside.

Looking at the beauty again, her eyebrows were frowning, her face was angry, and her face was serious. Ying Ruge was still laughing, but she slowly stretched out her hand, grabbed her face armor, flew over, opened the window and jumped down.

Qin Yue'er was shocked and hurriedly leaned out of the window. The crowd was still bustling, but her lover in red could not see her. She smiled and scolded her a few times and then closed the window, sat back in front of the mirror, and continued to dress up.

He heard the sound of a gentle knock on the door again, and then a gentle and polite man came from the voice of a man, asking, "Miss Yue, can you be there? Xiaosheng Mo Xuantu."

Qin Yue'er couldn't help but curl her lips and smiled. The two brothers were really interesting. The younger brother left before his feet, and the older brother came. When he opened the door, he saw Mo Ming wearing light green clothes embroidered with green bamboo, and a fan was pinched in the palm of his hand. Seeing that the door opened, he seemed to be a little unexpected. He took a few steps back, which was quite rude.

"Miss Yue, I just heard that Yinuo had delivered the letter, and I felt that he was rude and came to apologize, and I would like to accept it with a smile." Mo Ming took off the Qin box she was carrying and handed it to Qin Yue'er. Qin Yue'er was so strange. Could Mo Ming deliberately came to give gifts to apologize today, not to listen to the song? The Qin box was still in Mo Ming's hand. She opened the Qin box and couldn't help but pull her hand back.

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Mo Ming did not allow any entrustion and insisted on giving Qin Yue'er the piano.

Looking at this "phoenix come back", Qin Yue'er's thoughts seemed to return to the "Xiangman Tower" in Mo County, and the scene of the two meeting for the first time.

It's interesting to say that when I first saw Mo Ming, Qin Yue'er's fair and flawless face turned red. The madam smiled and praised Mo Ming's piano. Zhu Yinuo's flute was an amazing combination that was invincible in Mo County and even Lincheng.

She was quite curious, so she slightly tugged the pipa in her arms and said, "squirting" and "squirting" a few times. The ink tea was indeed attracted. His eyelids twitched slightly, and he noticed that the sound was like a golden sword and an iron horse, and the sound was not without loss. Looking up, he looked up and sat quietly under the golden plaque "Fragrant Building" under the golden plaque.

That day, Mo Ming was moved by the sound of the piano. Then, she looked at the girl who caressed the pipa. Her fingers were slender and slender, her skin was as white as pearls. Her eyes were black and white, and her eyebrows were like autumn water. The shape of the leaves was just right. She combed a thin and delicate Liu Hai, and she had countless beautiful people in the world. It was not an exaggeration to win the laugh of beautiful women.

"Feng Niang, who is this girl?"

"This girl? The new zither prostitute, her pseudonym Yue'er."

"Get my piano." Baoqin took her seat and Feng Niang wiped it with anger. Feng Niang was not stingy with her silk handkerchief that she had spent two taels of silver to exchange for.

Mo Ming lifted his skirt on the ground, playing the piano with one hand on the seven strings, and the other hand on the thirteen piano competitions on the panel, playing the piano with ten fingers, and a song "Quiet Clouds and Water".

"The sound is about to come out but narrow, and it cannot be left, but there is a lingering charm." The young woman in white has a sweeter bell voice, and she exclaimed again, "I heard that I have seen it today, and I can't help but exclaim."

The three-foot and six-inch "Phoenix Comes" played this song more proud and cut, fast and warm. Mo Ming stopped ten fingers, and then his right hand patted the seven strings, "The Yaoqin is burning at the end of the north of the sky, and the beautiful pipa accused Hua Chen? Miss Yue, people say that they still hold the pipa and half-cover the face, and can also reflect the big and small strings. Mo was not talented, and just tried a song, and asked Miss Yue to listen to the song in the sky for me to ordinary people."

Qin Yue'er's lips were slightly raised and covered by white gauze, so she couldn't see it.

"Young Master smiled. My family's hands are clumsy and I can't play the hazy and beautiful fairy song of heaven. Your son's piano is a treasure in the world, and it is not comparable to the guest in my family's hands that I spent three or five taels of money to give to you."

"Four phases and ten grades, why isn't it a good piano?" Mo Ming stood up and opened the fan and waved it gently. "The wrist is soft and the head is light, and the Protestantism is slightly formed. Four strings are spoken thousands of times, and a song is ten thousand emotions. The Dharma is to the master and can be born from the mind. Don't deceive the outsiders of the river, except for the family. The strings are different. Hu Ti's words are two exquisite. Who can cut off the Yue Nu's hand? Insert it into the sleeve of the heavy lotus."

Qin Yue'er also got up, and the wind passed by, her white clothes were graceful, just like a fairy. But when he heard Mo Ming's words, he really thought he was also a wandering disciple who was used to being in the wind and flowers.

"How dare I defeat everyone's happiness if my young master looks down on me? Although I don't have the beard to speak and hate the moon and the clouds, I also hope that my young master will not be stingy and play a song with my slave."

The mom tea plucks the strings and starts to tune, and Qin Yue'er plays the piano and makes a sound.

Which girl doesn’t like such a handsome young man with outstanding piano skills?

The girl in the building mistakenly thought that Qin Yueer had also been interested in Mo Ming and pretended to be kind to persuade him. Don’t look at the gentleman Mo Ming, dressed gracefully and had a good piano hand. Don’t be moved by him, so as to avoid any day of falling in love and losing his jade-skin.

Qin Yue'er responded that Mr. Mo's zither sounded melodiously and Ying Wan was gentle. How could he be a playboy?

The woman in Fengchen was still unwilling to give in and continued, how many men who came to the brothel to have fun were dedicated? Although he was only in his twenties, he was already a thief who had stolen his daughter's heart.

Qin Yue'er pursed her lips and defended her, isn't it worth it for such a man to cry for him?

Seeing that Qin Yue'er was determined and could not change, the man could only sigh and respond, "My sister has advised you, and it will be your own business afterwards."

If Fusang is the same as the root of wood, the white water of the fusanthemum should be of the same origin.

And how could a woman know the family and the world know? The moon girl looked at herself in the mirror, with her face as smooth as Shui Wulan porcelain, curled her lips and smiled. Because another face was reflected in the mirror.

Today, when Ying Ruge came to Qin Yue's childhood, she laughed at this. She laughed like a bell, saying that no matter how degraded those girls were, they were all girls who were born with spring hearts, so how could they be buried in that little thought?

When it comes to Mo Ming, he praises his bright and talented appearance, his hair is as disheveled as a monster, and his spirit is not lacking. His sword's eyebrows gather together with wind and clouds, and his vast eyes are bright and bright.

He is talented, elegant and romantic. He is good at speaking and eloquent, proficient in music, and is good at verse and essays and can be outstanding.

He asked Yingruge, don’t you think he is excellent?

Thoughts drifted away, and Qin Yue'er came to her senses with the sounds of "Miss Yue" and "Miss Yue" in the moist tea.

The slender jade hand was raised, and the fingertips slowly stroked the strings of the piano. A few slight notes seemed to feel the infinite vitality of the piano. How charming it was.

Qin Yue'er no longer refused, but the piano was indeed unable to be taken away, so she could only whisper with a smile: "It's better to take the piano back to the royal palace like this. I will be lucky. I will play the piano and play music tomorrow to help the feast. At that time, I can ask my elder brother to borrow this treasure to me."

Seeing that Mo Ming had already done this, he couldn't say anything more.

After sending Mo Ming a few words, he closed the door. Qin Yue'er couldn't help but sigh. Just as she was about to go back to the dressing mirror, she felt her eyes dizzy.

After about three or four hours of touching, when I woke up, I was intact and lay on my own bed.

Ying Ruge was already asleep while sitting on the ground. Have all those who came to listen to the music dispersed? Is there a commotion in the Flower Building?

Hearing the sound, Ying Ruge opened her eyes with a solemn expression, preventing Qin Yue'er from getting up.

His voice was a little angry, but it was difficult to hide his concern, so he listened to him: "Yue'er, have you played "Tears of Concubine Zhu" again recently?"

Qin Yue'er shook her head. Ying Ruge was slightly dissatisfied and didn't want to blame her anymore. She covered her with a quilt and her voice became gentle: "Then in this way, I will find Qu'er tomorrow and let it stay by your side. You must never activate your internal force."

Qin Yue'er smiled and nodded and blinked. She was unexpectedly playful and cute. Seeing Ying Ruge's anger instantly dissipated. If she got angry again, she would be his petty aura.

"Oh, I never gave up without saying anything, but I could only give up in front of you."

Qin Yue'er was dissatisfied and asked: "What's wrong? You seem to be quite dissatisfied?"

"How dare you? There is no need to worry about the matter of the zither of the royal family after dawn. I have asked someone to send a message to Mo Ming. You are ill and can only be rude. This silly boy is particularly worried about coming to the house in person, so he has already let the madam be dismissed."

Qin Yue'er frowned slightly and said jokingly: "If Mo Ming knew that I was her brother and sister, wouldn't it be like a bolt from the blue?"

Ying Ruge's eyes rolled, and after thinking about it, she laughed out loud as if she had succeeded in a prank. He heard him laugh and say, "You put me behind you one by one, how could Yan Xiao be sure of me? Who is my brother or Mo Ming?"

After the joke, I wanted to take a closer look at Yue'er's face, but I seemed to think of something and suddenly asked: "By the way, why haven't I seen Honghong around you this month?"

Qin Yue'er shook her head, frowned slightly, as if thinking, and said softly: "I guess he is going to find clues about his brother."

Ying Ruge frowned and looked at Qin Yue'er. Qin Yue'er naturally understood that he was not complaining about Hua Shaohong's departure. On the contrary, he cared more about the young man. Qin Yue'er stroked his lover's face with his hand, smiled like a flower, and said softly: "What are you worried about? Honghong is not an ignorant child. Shanqin Thirteen made his ability to activate a few of them today, so how could he not know the limits."
Chapter completed!