The Third Thousand Two Hundred and Seventy-First Chapters of the Gods in the Heart: The Princess's Sick Piano Teacher (Twenty-Two)
If you let others know that the young master of their Jin family is not in the Jin family, but instead falls into a dream, then their Jin family will be shameless!
If others find out, they will lose face.
"Jin Yao." Jin Ningfu lowered her head, looked at the pear pattern on the guqin, and sneered: "You are very arrogant, aren't you?"
"I heard that you have had something to do with Princess Xizhao recently." There were only two of them in the room, and Jin Ningfu didn't shy away from it. There was a sweet smile on the girl's face, but she didn't show any signs of it. Innocent, but unspeakable disobedience and arrogance, "I'm really lucky to be able to hook up with someone like His Royal Highness."
The young man was still playing the qin, with his white fingertips running over the strings, and the sound of the guqin flowing out became more and more treacherous, his expression was indifferent and unmoved.
Jin Ningfu put her hands on the table and stared at Jin Yao: "Don't think that His Highness can protect you, what is her status, and what is your status. How long can she be interested in you?"
"Did you know?" Jin Ningfu thought of the good news she heard recently, raised her lips, and said with a smile, "The Empress has recently summoned the eldest son of the Xiao family, it seems that she intends to..."
Before she could finish speaking, all of her words were stuck in her throat, and she couldn't utter a word. The originally brilliant and sarcastic smile stiffened on her face, and her whole body froze there.
A chess piece with a pure black and cold texture was wrapped in the strong wind, which tore the air and wiped her cheeks, cutting off a strand of her black hair, and then slammed into the cabinet behind Shang Jin Ningfu, penetrating the wood for three points.
The subtle, cold touch on the cheeks, the fine and dense pain, and the feedback came back afterward, and the pain was scorching hot.
Jin Ningfu couldn't believe it for a while, Jin Yao and Jin Yao did something to her? ! !
"Ah!" A sharp scream resounded in the room.
Anger and fear are intertwined.
Jin Ningfu usually attaches the most importance to this face. She is the one who wants to become the crown princess, and will be the future empress. Of course, if she is the most beautiful person in the world, how can she be disfigured!
Jin Yao didn't know when to stop playing the piano, that delicate face was cold and indifferent, the sun set off the dark eyes, like a dark sky with a storm to come. "Take her? Are you worthy?"
"Jin Yao, you wait for me!!" Jin Ningfu threw out such a ruthless remark, daring not to be careless, and ran out directly with her face covered.
The wind blows,
The room was eerily silent for a while.
It seems that the tranquility before the storm is about to stir up a cold storm at any time.
…
In April, pear blossoms are prosperous, and the city is full of pear blossoms.
As always, Kyoto is prosperous and splendid, and it seems to write a prosperous era.
Ranbai received an invitation.
Look at the stamp above, it belongs to the Prime Minister's Mansion.
"Host, you have nothing to do with the Prime Minister's Mansion. They beat that Jin Shuotian to death a few days ago. They definitely have bad intentions for sending you an invitation now!" Feng Luo analyzed seriously and finally came to a conclusion. : "This is definitely the Hongmen Banquet!"
Ranbai sneered in a low voice, her peach blossom eyes were uplifted and affectionate, she lazily opened the invitation, glanced at the content on it, and her voice was very light: "If the Jin family has a brain, they will know that they can't move. means."
"Jin Ningfu's invitation." Ranbai curled the corners of his lips, a little bit of interest, a little bit of mockery: "But for a feast of poetry and painting, most of the young ladies in this capital will go."
"Then Jin Ningfu must be uneasy and kind when she invites you to the host." Feng Luo hummed.