Everyone calmed down and looked at the direction of the sound. Mo Yunling's eyebrows and corners of his mouth were slightly raised. He was here too. He was very leisurely.
When they saw the person coming, those who originally wanted to curry favor with the Prime Minister were like deflated rubber balls, shrinking and looking at the person with somewhat embarrassed expressions.
"Miss Shuiyue's big day was disturbed like this. It's really disappointing." Feng Lang looked at the ministers, and then his eyes fell on Mo Yunling.
Mo Yunling met Feng Lang's probing eyes and looked calmly at her. Her disguise technique was extraordinary, so she didn't believe he could recognize it.
"He beat me like this? I must make him look good." Zhao Qingyuan stood up and shouted loudly. The adults next to him couldn't help but become anxious when they saw Zhao Qingyuan like this. Why is this prime minister so ignorant?
This is King Lang.
"You want to arrest me and take me to the official? Let's see if you have the ability." Mo Yunling looked at Zhao Qingyuan and smiled coldly.
Feng Lang looked at Mo Yunling with a smile. This man was not afraid of danger, and he couldn't help but admire him. Then his eyes turned cold, Zhao Qingyuan's behavior had always been lawless, and his father was not a good person. He always opposed them.
"Zhao Qingyuan, get out of here right away."
Zhao Qingyuan wanted to distinguish something, but looking at Feng Lang, he could only swallow all his resentment. He couldn't afford to offend Prince Lang, but this man, he glared at Mo Yunling fiercely, he couldn't
Forget it, he left in dejection with the servant behind him.
After he left, a burst of warm applause erupted in the Red Sleeve Building. They had been angry with Zhao Qingyuan on weekdays, and today they took it out on him. The Red Sleeve Building has resumed its liveliness.
Feng Lang took a few steps forward, looked at Mo Yunling, and couldn't help but smile and said, "Young Master is so skilled just now."
"Thank you, you just spoke upright, not afraid of the authority of the officialdom, and your style is very impressive." Mo Yunling smiled lightly, waved his folding fan, handsome and handsome, with a charming face, even if he put on men's clothes, he was still handsome and elegant, and his style was the same.
This sound directly brought Feng Lang back from his wandering thoughts. Looking at Mo Yunling, Feng Lang came back to his senses with an embarrassed look on his face, wondering what happened to him just now.
Mo Yunling didn't even notice Feng Lang's expression just now, and Bi Qing didn't even dare to look at Feng Lang for fear of being recognized.
After looking at the scene around him, Mo Yunling couldn't help but say: "I'm ashamed to say that I ruined the liveliness of this Red Sleeve Building, so I'll take my leave first." After that, Mo Yunling glanced at Bi Qing, even if he stayed,
She also couldn't stand with Feng Lang, Bi Qing understood, and the two were ready to leave.
As soon as he heard that she was leaving, Feng Lang became anxious and stretched out his hand to grab Mo Yunling's arm. Mo Yunling turned around and looked at Feng Lang in surprise with his cold eyes. Feng Lang was about to say something, but suddenly there was a sound of piano music,
The sound of the piano is faint and faint, like lotuses dancing in the wind, clear and refined, like the bright moon in the night sky, bright and slightly cool. When the heart is relaxed and happy, it is like a gust of breeze.
Mo Yunling suddenly looked towards the second floor of Hongxiu Building. The corners of her mouth were slightly opened, and her clear eyes were rippled with excitement.
The melodious music of the piano made everyone intoxicated. Mo Yunling shook her head slightly. It turned out that when she heard this familiar melody, she still couldn't help but feel her heart agitate.
Feeling that his arm was being grabbed, Mo Yunling looked back at Feng Lang. Feng Lang was originally attracted by the sound of the piano, but when Mo Yunling looked at him, he came to his senses and realized what he had just done.
He quickly let go of his hand, feeling embarrassed again.
"How does the piano sound?" Feng Lang immediately changed the subject.
"Quiet and refined, a masterpiece in the music." A deep voice sounded from behind, distracting Mo Yunling's thoughts. Mo Yunling's pupils opened slightly, he is here too?
