Chapter 1113: The love and hatred of Nangongxuan outside Fanwai 17
This piano sound was originally deliberately arranged by him. Nangong Xuan had long seen that in Xue Wu's heart, there was three years of grief and too much pain. Without proper relief, he would probably die in depression.
He had originally planned to use the music of the piano to help Xuewu express the sadness he was holding in his heart tonight, so he deliberately sat in this courtyard and waited for her.
Looking at Xue Wu, who had vented his inner sorrow because of his piano music, and was brought out of the previous girlish state of mind by the joyful piano music, and her expression became much more naughty and joyful, Nangong Xuan unknowingly also
Be happy with it
Xue Wu didn't notice it at all. With a smile, she reached out and took the teacup handed over by Nangong Xuan, smiling sweetly: "Thank you, Prince Nangong."
Nangong Xuan smiled lightly, glanced at a corner of the dark place, and returned his gaze to Xue Wu's face as if nothing had happened: "Miss Xue Wu, why should you be so polite? It's just a piece of music and a cup of tea."
In the dark, Qin Hua watched every move of Nangong Xuan and Xue Wu with deep hatred in his eyes. The look Nangong Xuan looked at him just now made him understand that Nangong Xuan had noticed his existence, and he felt awe-inspiring in his heart.
At the same time, a heavier hatred arose
He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and waved his hands silently, signaling the two maids to carry him back to the room.
Just as he walked to the door of the room, Murong Yanran's cold voice came from his room: "What did I tell you before, why are you so uncontrollable?"
Murong Yanran, who was supposed to have gone to find Ling Wu, was still in this garden.
Qin Hua's expression did not change, but the expressions of the two maids who were carrying him suddenly turned extremely pale. They looked at each other, gritted their teeth, and carried Qin Hua into the room to settle down, then knelt on the ground at the same time.
Murong Yanran didn't even look at them, she picked up the tea on the table and blew gently, looking down at the ripples in the tea, she said leisurely, "You also know that you are wrong?"
"My slave knows that I was wrong."
The two maids hurriedly kowtowed to the ground, shivered and said: "I shouldn't have brought the young master there."
Murong Yanran frowned slightly, stood up and walked out: "Hua'er, they are your people, you have to decide what to do."