Yan Hua was helpless and was about to speak, but Liao Beixiong spoke first. He only heard his order, "Steward, please remove all the guzhengs."
"Yes, sir."
The butler was about to wave for his servants, but Yan Hua stopped him loudly and said with a smile, "Wait a minute."
Liao Bei's ambition was startled, and his face showed a bit of confusion. He suppressed a smile and said, "Master Yan, why is this?"
Yan Hua leaned over and glanced at the countless eyes in the audience who were looking for answers. He gently tapped the guzheng beside him with his fingertips and said: "The hero Liao fell in love by mistake, and Yan deserves it. Since he is so
For the zheng competition, the hero Liao will give this guzheng to Yan. As for Miss Liao, there are many talented young men in the audience, how about you choose another son-in-law?"
Upon hearing such merciless rejection of marriage, Miss Liao's face turned pale. She ignored her father-like look of astonishment and asked softly, "Does Mr. Yan think that this little girl is not worthy of him?"
It made the beauty cry. It was not difficult for Yan Hua to see the blame in everyone's eyes. His purpose was not this, so he was too lazy to waste his words. He picked up the guzheng he was playing and said: "I believe that Liao Da
You can't be so stingy, can you? As for Miss Liao, there are many people in the audience who want to protect flowers, so don't worry about the next person."
Liao Bei's ambition was shocked. What he was holding was the Soul-Qing Zheng. Did this man do this unintentionally? Or was it deliberate? But no matter what, he couldn't be allowed to take the Soul-Qing Zheng, let alone let everyone at the scene know about it.
It is the Qinghun Zheng, otherwise my destiny and wisdom will be ruined. "Master Yan, if you have something to say, Mr. Liao has something to say first. His daughter came out of the palace to accompany the Qinghun Zheng. The kite in your hand is not the Qinghun Zheng. Could it be that you
Do we have to lose our true Soul-Qing Zheng for this?"
As expected, he knew that holding the soul kite was the purpose of everyone's trip. Yan Hua showed a hint of sarcasm, "Master Liao, I'm really sorry. I'm only interested in the kite in my hand, so you'd better choose another son-in-law."
Since it is not a Qinghun Zheng, it doesn’t matter if the Great Hero Liao gives it to me. Could it be that the famous Great Hero Liao can’t bear to part with a small guzheng?”
"Why? Don't you dare to marry my daughter?" Liao Beixiong's heart was clenching nervously. It seemed that he knew clearly that it was Qinghunzheng, so he couldn't be allowed to leave at will.
Yan Hua opened his mouth slightly, but heard another quiet and sweet voice coming from the sky, "It's not that he doesn't dare to marry, it's that he can't marry."
Everyone left looking for the sound, and their eyes finally fell on the Su Ran woman. They saw her walking slowly, and wherever she passed, everyone gave way. Her leisurely steps were just like her elegant figure at this time.
, calm and graceful, making people want to get close to each other. The purple gauze hid the expression on her face, and only a slight smile could be seen from the quiet but moist eyes. However,
That smile got a little deeper as it got closer and closer to the ring. It was so full that people couldn't guess and couldn't see through it. At first glance, they still felt fearful and creepy, and their legs and feet couldn't help but retreat.
The woman kept some distance away, as if her presence was a dangerous presence.
He Shuwen stared blankly at the woman who was far away from him, as if there was an unreachable distance between him and her. He wanted to catch up with her, but he couldn't help being immersed in the seemingly elegant but really proud back.