A voice sounded in He Shuwen's ears, which brought him back from his wandering thoughts. He moved his eyes to Mei Qiniang and said awkwardly: "I just want to join in the fun, and I have no intention of being interested in Miss Liao's family."
As soon as He Shuwen finished speaking, Feng Ning couldn't help teasing him, "Looking at the young master's outstanding appearance and outstanding literary talent, if you miss out on your good match, wouldn't it be a great regret for you and Miss Liao in your life?"
Mei Qiniang seemed to understand what Feng Ning meant, but her understanding added a bit of doubt, so she had to remain silent and listened to He Shuwen say: "Miss Lin doesn't know something. The question asked by Miss Liao to recruit a bride is really weird."
, she does not compete in martial arts or literature, but in piano skills."
Walking her fingertips along the edge of the cup, Feng Ning aroused a little interest and said: "Competing with piano skills? Is Miss Liao going to compete with many men?"
Mei Qiniang's eyes also filled with doubts. She turned to look at He Shuwen and shook her head and said, "I don't know this. She just said that she wanted to compete on the piano, but she didn't say how she wanted to compete. Mr. Liao family
Liao Beixiong has set up a stage in Nanxing City West Street, and the marriage recruitment competition will begin tomorrow. If I am not disabled, there may be a glimmer of hope, so I can only join in the fun."
He Shuwen lowered his eyebrows, and there was a gloomy look in his eyes, which made Feng Ning feel a trace of sympathy in his heart. But if that person hadn't acted too lightly, I'm afraid that the handsome man with a beautiful face wouldn't even be able to do the gloomy thing he wished for.
, after such calculation, he still made a profit. He stroked the edge of the table with his silk sleeves, smiled faintly, retracted the eyes that were fixed on him, and couldn't help but look out the window at the sunset sky, because he just thought of someone. At this time
There is actually a warm and sour feeling in my heart, that should be called missing.
"Lin Yun, do you believe that there is a connection between hearts?" Zi Yuqi suddenly put down the jade stick and red pen on the imperial desk, looked sideways at Lin Yun, who was waiting respectfully at the side, and an intoxicating smile appeared on his lips.
When Lin Yun heard this, he was stunned. He didn't expect the cold-hearted emperor to ask such a question suddenly. For a moment, he didn't know how to answer, so he had to bend his body slightly and wait for His Majesty's holy instructions.
Zi Yuqi stood up and left the throne, and his slender and tall figure left towards the window lattice. The sunset on the horizon had long since fallen, and the sunset driven by the night reflected the residual red of the entire court. His Ning'er, had he ever thought of himself?
Lin Yun tilted his body slightly and looked at the long shadow on the ground, with a hint of desolation. Although this emperor was young, judging from the years of following him, he was definitely not a kind person. Although His Majesty's face did not show anything at this time, but that
The twinkling eyes turned a little softer. I didn't expect that such a cold-hearted and heartless person would be so sad for a hero. The silence at this time was a little unbearable. Lin Yun said softly: "Your Majesty, according to the report from the hidden guard, the empress is here."
We have arrived at Nanxing City."
"Is there someone to protect you all the way?"
"Your Majesty, we have arranged for someone." Lin Yun remained as respectful as before, looking at the black figure in front of the window lattice, not daring to show any slights.
The head of the Nanxing Liao family, Liao Beixiong, appears to be chivalrous and righteous, but in reality he is a villain, a man who only seeks fame and reputation. This time, he held a wedding ceremony and actually gave his daughter the dowry of Qinghunzheng, which had not appeared in the world for a long time.
, he expected that there must be a conspiracy in this. He would not believe that this Liao Bei Xiong would really marry a girl to accompany Qing Hun Zheng, but he couldn't figure out what he wanted for the moment. Maybe Ning'er would give him a satisfactory answer.
, and then thought that the Soul-Qing Zheng was actually a property of Yuwei Mountain Mansion. It seemed that Ning'er's trip would not only give him an answer, but also gain something.