The two of them only looked at each other for a second before Nangong Baiye narrowed his eyes with a smile and reached out to take down the guqin.
Nangong Rui'er, do you know the consequences of pushing someone too hard?
"You can tell Mrs. Su later that Bai Ye thanked her for sending her the guqin."
She said the word "guqin" very seriously, with a smile that saw everything on her lips.
Nangong Ruier showed her beautiful white teeth: "Third sister, there is no need to be polite. As long as you can make good use of this piano and help Nangong Yuan shine with your talents tomorrow, mother will naturally be happy."
Nangong Baiye smiled mockingly, and did not say anything. Instead, he stood up, put one hand in his pocket, and looked down at Nangong Rui'er, looking indescribably handsome Ling Ran...
At this time, the emperor had left, and Eunuch Sun loudly announced that the banquet was over!
Nangong Baiye had something on his mind and did not immediately go back to his place of residence. Instead, he stayed in the imperial garden where the banquet had already ended and walked around.
The appearance of "boys and girls" made her somewhat resistant.
Nangong Xiaomiao was not with her. Her small figure was mixed in with the guard team of the young master of the Hei family, and she was also standing guard.
Hei Si had been speechless to him for a long time, and was afraid of freezing the little man, so he could only order someone to give him his fur coat.
Those little guards who came out of the Hei family had never seen their young master being so kind to someone, and all of them opened their eyes wide.
Hei Si stood there with an expressionless expression on his face and let the little man tie the rope around him.
Nangong Baiye felt relieved when he saw that his son was playing happily and that the young master of the Hei family was taking care of him.
He held the compass in his palm, trying to find some clues.
However, when she walked around the ancient corridor, a tall and majestic figure blocked her way.
Nangong Baiye raised his head, his eyes as cold as ice, bright and clear.
Murong Changfeng just looked down at her. After a moment, he slowly walked towards her, his steps were steady and the snow squeaked under his feet: "Why did you come to choose a concubine?"
"This has nothing to do with you." Nangong Baiye slightly curled his thin lips, feeling that his question was really funny.
Seeing her nonchalant attitude, Murong Changfeng's anger grew even stronger: "You may not understand that a person who can become a prince or princess must have a clean family background. You...you already have a son, so don't
If you are thinking about changing anything, it is best to give up your talent tomorrow. You and I both know that you don’t know how to play the guqin at all."
"Oh, General Murong, you stopped me at night to talk to me about this?" Nangong Baiye crossed his arms and said, "Whether or not you know how to play the guqin is my business!"
Such a birthright made Murong Changfeng clenched his fists. He was doing it for her own good, but she didn't know what was good for her!
Nangong Baiye didn't care what he thought. A man didn't even have the most basic responsibility. He stood by and said nothing when she was in trouble every time. When others laughed and ridiculed her, he would even do it for his own sake.
go along.
Perhaps he was as handsome as a god and had a distinguished enough status that even this exit was for her sake.
To be fair, Murong Shaofeng is not a bad person, but as early as the beginning, he chose power and beauty. This is a common problem that any man in the world will make.
But I will never forget this body and the cruelty of his kick.
But the real Bai Ye disdains men like him. He feels confident when he is favored, challenges the bottom line of love again and again, and finally betrays her completely. Will he regret it when he realizes how good she is?
Ah……
It's a pity that she is not a puppet who just waits in place.
Nangong Baiye laughed, turned around and left.
When they passed each other, Murong Shaofeng grabbed her arm: "We...is it really impossible?"
When he spoke, he seemed to have difficulty speaking, and his voice was a little hoarse.
Nangong Baiye took his hand away with a calm expression and said the word "yes" neatly.
Murong Shaofeng stood there motionless, his long sleeves rustling in the wind. He lowered his head, as if he was saying a curse, and said word by word: "You can't win, Rui'er..."
"
Nangong Baiye left without any pause, just curling his thin lips mockingly. I'm so sorry, I, Baiye, like to do impossible things the most!
"white night……"
There seemed to be a man whispering softly behind him.
Nangong Baiye did not look back, but kept walking forward. When he reached the plum blossoms, he saw Beiming Liancheng, who was dressed in ancient black robes, leaning on the tree trunk, and patted his hands twice with black gloves: "
Yes, junior sister has achieved a lot this time."
He just leaned lazily on his tall and straight figure. Under the slanting reflection of the moonlight, he looked even more slender. A faint light shone on his side, like a god descending to earth.
However, the next moment, his eyes suddenly turned cold.
Then he pressed her against the tree trunk and ran his fingers across the water droplets on her face: "What is this?"
"Uh..." Nangong Baiye was speechless. No wonder her heart hurt a little bit and her face felt a little cold. It turned out that she was crying, huh.
Beiming Liancheng laughed, but there was no warmth in the smile: "I just said that you have a lot of potential, but you are good, and you shed tears."
Nangong Baiye:......
It's not her fault. How can I stop the physiological reaction?
"Why don't you speak?" The man lifted her entire waist, not allowing her to flinch even a moment. His breath sprayed on her face, and his fingers with black gloves opened her outer shirt in a familiar way.
His whole body trembled.
Nangong Baiye reached out and pressed his fingertips, and said a very meaningless sentence: "I heard that senior brother wants to choose a concubine?"
"Yes." Dissatisfied with her struggle, the man simply raised her arms high and pressed her against the white wall, his handsome face approaching...
"Oh?" Beiming Liancheng seemed to be very interested in this. He stopped, glanced at her from top to bottom, and asked, "Are you confident?"
Nangong Baiye didn't understand a little: "What confidence?"
"Confidence in being chosen." Beiming Liancheng said lukewarmly.
Nangong Baiye:......
She thought this conversation was a bit strange. Wasn't it him who had the final say on whether to choose or not?
Moreover, her main purpose is not to choose a concubine.
"Well, let nature take its course." Nangong Baiye rolled his eyes with a smile and chose an ambiguous answer.
Beiming Liancheng glanced at her again, his eyes a little cold: "Idiot."
What did he mean when he called her stupid?
What does it mean when he turns around and leaves after scolding her?
Is this person a bit too arrogant?
Nangong Baiye decided that next time she saw him, she would turn around and leave!
"How long do you have to stand there stupidly? It's because you think you're not stupid enough and you want to freeze your brain." The man looked back with a cold look on his face, and his whole body was filled with cold air.
Nangong Baiye stared, senior brother, are you showing off your poisonous tongue to cause trouble?
However, we still have to go, as His Highness said, it's too cold here.
The two of them walked together for a while, and Beiming Liancheng was invited away by Eunuch Sun, who begged him sincerely: "Your Majesty, Seventh Highness, you must show up tomorrow, otherwise this concubine will not be able to choose. The emperor has hidden this from me today.
, but if you do this again tomorrow, those ministers will definitely ask..."
"Okay." Beiming Liancheng interrupted him with an evil smile.
"Ah?" Eunuch Sun was dumbfounded!
He had prepared a lot of rhetoric and mentally predicted rejection.
After all, many years ago, the ministers handed the papers to the emperor, saying that they wanted to send their daughters to the palace to keep His Highness the Seventh Prince company.
But what did the master say at that time?
"I will kill anyone who mentions getting married again!"
His Seventh Prince is not like other masters. He never leaves the palace all the year round. His temperament is cold, but he always has a smile on his lips.
It is both noble and inaccessible.
He doesn't lose his temper, but everyone knows that he kills people without blinking an eye.
What the emperor likes is his deep ruthlessness!
He wanted to pass the throne to him.
What is helpless is that His Highness the Seventh Prince has no intention of power, and no one can figure out his thoughts.
But now he actually agreed to choose a concubine?!
Eunuch Sun's first reaction was that he heard wrongly and asked: "Seventh, Your Highness, what did you just say?"
"I said, okay." Beiming Liancheng tilted his face, and slowly dusted the non-existent dust on his robe with his black-gloved fingers.
Eunuch Sun let out a stunned sound, looking at the man's noble back, he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
Until the little eunuch next to him tugged on his sleeve
Only then did Eunuch Sun scream: "Quick, go and tell the Holy One that His Highness the Seventh Prince has agreed, and he will definitely go watch the talents of the show girls tomorrow!"
"Yes!" The little eunuch was still young and didn't understand why Eunuch Sun was so excited... He just followed his instructions and ran towards the main hall!
When the emperor heard about this, he was very happy and called his nanny to tell the beautiful ladies to prepare well.
At that time, Nangong Baiye was staring at the guqin in the room in a daze, scratching it with his fingertips.
Nangong Xiaomiao immediately covered her little ears...
After another stroke, Nangong Xiaomiao almost rushed out of the door!
The young master of the Hei family couldn't help but comment: "If you use such piano skills to choose a concubine, you will be laughed at." The implication is that Nangong Baiye's playing is too unpleasant.
"Yes, indeed." Nangong Baiye held his chin with his index finger, lazily sitting on the wooden chair, and touched his stomach: "Let's eat something first, I'm hungry."
Nangong Xiaomiao obediently handed her the sweet-scented osmanthus cake: "Mom, don't be afraid, Hei Xiaosi said you can go through the back door."
"Which back door should I take?" Nangong Baiye's eyes lit up.
Hei Si's face was expressionless: "His Seventh Prince's back door."
"He..." Nangong Baiye thought for a while, that man would definitely let her trade his soul: "I can't afford the back door, so I'd better find other ways."
However, there are only six hours until dawn.
In just six short hours, it seemed that it was too late to do anything...