"Miss Mu, when no one is around in private, you can call me Yi Xiangming, or Brother Yi."
With a tremor in her heart, Muyin clenched her fists. He was still so considerate. She took a deep breath and smiled: "Okay, Brother Yi."
Yi Xiangming was very satisfied, with a smile on his face, and chatted with Muyin for a while, but it was not good for a man and a woman to be together for too long, so the two walked out of the house.
When she came out, she met Shen Ning sitting at the door lazily basking in the sun. As soon as she saw Muyin coming out, she didn't even realize that her tone had a sour taste: "Hey, it's out."
Shen Ning couldn't figure out what he was thinking when he clearly created opportunities for them, so why couldn't he let them go?
But after getting along with each other for the past few days, Shen Ning felt more and more that Muyin was similar to her, but there was something unique and different that made her yearn for it. She couldn't tell what it was.
Somehow, Muyin would occasionally show off her masculine attitude and aura unintentionally. First of all, let me make it clear that she is not Lily.
She felt that it was like your favorite best friend getting together with someone else, this kind of inexplicable jealousy.
Although Muyin doesn't regard her as a caring person.
Yi Xiangming smiled and said: "The weather is so good today, I am so temperamental that I couldn't help but give the sound of flutes to the princess and Miss Mu. I hope the princess and Miss Mu will not dislike it."
"No, no, no." Muyin nodded quickly and signaled Yi Xiangming to blow faster.
Shen Ning rolled her eyes at Muyin and cursed, so eager to let Yi Xiangming... play the flute...
A picture of a blushing face and a heartbeat flashed through her mind. Shen Ning patted her chest and secretly thought that she was overthinking.
The sound of the flute is like the sound of silk and bamboo, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.
Muyin closed his eyes and listened, and realized that he was in front of a thousand-foot waterfall. The water flowed down three thousand feet with majestic force.
Immediately afterwards, the momentum gradually slowed down, as if in the season of colorful fallen leaves, with a light posture, like a fairy dancing on the spot.
The sound of the flute seems fast or slow, strong or weak, and it tightens the heartstrings.
At the end of the song, there was applause.
Even Shen Ning, who couldn't understand the sound of the flute, couldn't help but applaud: "Good! Good! General Yi really plays the flute very well!"
Muyin nodded approvingly. She thought it sounded good before, but now after hearing Shen Ning's praise, she felt even prouder than Yi Xiangming.
Just as Shen Ning finished clapping her hands, another round of applause rang out.
Muyin followed the sound and looked over, his eyes darkening a bit. Why are they Yuan Hongxi and Yuan Hongnuo?
"The sound of General Yi's flute is really the sound of nature." Yuan Hongxi was full of praise, with a vague look in his eyes.
"Yi Xiangming has met the prince." Yi Xiangming bowed humbly to Yuan Hongxi, and then smiled again, "It's just a little song, it won't make it to the stage."
He is truly a humble gentleman. Yuan Hongxi sneered in his heart, and became angry when he saw Muyin's eyes darting over Yi Xiangming.
How could it be so difficult to deal with Zhan Shaoan, but another wolf showed up?
Yuan Hongxi knocked on her white fan: "I heard that General Yi's martial arts are also very good. How about a few fights with me?"
"Your Majesty Miao Zan, my martial arts skills are not as good as yours, don't make a joke."
Humph, pretending to be quite real.
Yuan Hongxi was out of control, and with great speed, he shot out a white fan and struck Yi and Ming.
Yi Xiangming anticipated this, used his palm to gently open it, and then used his fist to force Yuan Hongxi towards him.
There was no warning in this fight.
Muyin, Shen Ning and Yuan Hongnuo all stood aside in shock.
