Murong Qiufeng clenched his fists tightly, and suddenly his hands were surrounded by warmth. He was slightly startled, and turned his head, only to see Shangguan Ye had walked out from inside and was looking at him with a kind of look in his eyes.
The gentleness that calmed his impetuous mood.
The touch in his hand gave him a very strange feeling, it was warm and dry, and it was a little rough due to the martial arts practice, but it made his mood suddenly calm down, and he felt safer than ever before.
Shangguan Ye gently patted his shoulder with his other hand, and then turned to look at Yueyin. The original gentleness had completely disappeared the moment he turned away. What appeared instead was something as sharp and frightening as thunder and lightning.
The cold light is as cold as ice, seeming to pierce into the heart and destroy the soul, with a kind of bloodthirsty indifference and cruelty. "Music is an elegant thing, how can it be treated as crudely as a gambling game in the market? With such an attitude, you have lost your connection with
He is qualified to compete."
The originally high-spirited music disappeared without a trace after seeing Shangguan Ye's appearance. His livid face instantly turned pale, with a hint of disbelief and panic in his eyes, especially when he came into contact with Shangguan Ye.
He couldn't help but tremble when he saw the familiar gaze as cold as lightning.
Leyin is indeed excellent, very smart and understands people's psychology, and has a deep scheming mind. In front of Shangguan Ye, he is like a little sheep, and sometimes like a proud peacock, but he has never been as wanton as he is today, because he just wants to take everything
The good side was shown in front of Shangguan Ye, and it was obvious that he succeeded. Shangguan Ye was indeed different from him. At least compared to other young masters, he was closer to Shangguan Ye and knew his secrets and his duality.
identity.
This time he appeared in Lucheng, and he was also looking for Shangguan Ye. He originally wanted to give him a surprise.
But at this moment, everything unexpectedly changed.
What shocked him was not Shangguan Ye's coldness, because during the time he spent with him, Shangguan Ye's character was so cold and ruthless. What he cared about was Shangguan Ye's unfamiliar comfort and invisible tenderness towards that man.
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His eyes fell firmly on the hands held by the two of them, the color on his face faded, and he took a step back unconsciously.
But he quickly regained his composure, twitched his lips stiffly, and tried to make his voice softer, "Haha, Leyin was just joking with this young master just now, but he didn't want to really anger him, so why don't I stay with you for now?
, Please don’t be surprised, Master. If you can get Qinglian, Master is naturally proficient in music. It is my honor to be able to discuss and communicate with Master."
"It turns out it was a joke. That means I went too far." But he did not apologize. Whether it was true or not, he was no longer in the mood to guess. The original good mood was like a river flowing eastwards, and it would never come back. "I feel a little unwell today.
I won't bother you anymore, please." After saying that, he turned to look at Shangguan Ye, just about to tell him that he wanted to leave first.
Shangguan Ye seemed to know what he was thinking and said first, "It's too messy here. Why don't you accompany me back to the palace? It's still early and you haven't eaten yet, so the time is right."
Shangguan Ye's voice was low and soft, coupled with his insights on music just now, which made Murong Qiufeng's favorable impression of him rise a lot, and he felt more and more worthy of his close friendship. Thinking that he would only be scolded by his father when he went back now, he
Nodding, "Then I'll excuse you."
Shangguan Ye smiled slightly. He didn't know whether he had really forgotten or what. He held his hand and never let go. Just like this, he naturally pulled him downstairs. Murong Qiufeng's mood was still lost.
, without paying attention, the ambiguity appeared between the two of them accidentally or deliberately.
Shangguan Ye's mood reached its peak again, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up, and his eyes flashed with pure joy. It turned out that sometimes, joy can appear so simply.
The two of them left as if there was no one around, and the others didn't dare to speak. They were really shocked by the look in Shangguan Ye's eyes just now.
Leyin, who was ignored and neglected, was still pale, but at this time he was a little more gloomy. Looking at the two people's disappearing figures, the shock was slowly replaced by jealousy and suspicion, and his eyes were full of unwillingness and resentment, and his heart was like
It's like being cut with a knife.
Sometimes jealousy is more terrifying for men than for women, especially those with dark hearts.
The palace is not very far from here. Shangguan Ye and Murong Qiufeng walked side by side, as if to adjust his mood, looking for topics to distract him.
Murong Qiufeng's mood finally slowly improved due to his eloquence. Thinking of what Shangguan Ye said at that time, his eyes lit up, "My lord, are you also familiar with music theory?"
Seeing the pure expectation and joy in those eyes, Shangguan Ye's heart suddenly softened beyond description. He was so angry just now, but now he seemed to be able to leave all negative emotions behind. It was so simple, pure, and heartless.
Miscellaneous thoughts, how can such a pure person not be tempted?
At this moment, he just wanted to hold him in his arms and care for him, and didn't want this purity to be stained with a trace of dirt.
He nodded with a smile, "I once met a friend who also liked music theory. Over time, I also learned from him. When I felt bored in the military, I would find a piece of music to change my mood."
When Murong Qiufeng heard this, his eyes suddenly became filled with emotion and concern, "Is life in the military camp very boring?" Yes, there is no other pastime except marching and fighting. Being in the army every day, the environment is not good and life is hard.
He is obviously a prince who is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people, but he has been living in such a desolate place since he was a child.
Seeing the clear care and distress in Murong Qiufeng's eyes, Shangguan Ye's heart suddenly softened, and the warmth he had never felt before filled his entire heart.
Resisting the urge not to hug him, she shook her head gently, "I'm used to it."