At this time, Young Master Le entered the box holding the piano. This box is the best room in Changqing Building, where he has received some distinguished guests. But that seems to be a long time ago. It was the first time in these years that I stepped into this box again.
The decoration style of the box is very elegant, and it is completely impossible to see that this is a romantic place. On the left side of the box is a quaint bookshelf, which is full of various books, even single copies. Paintings by famous artists hang on the walls. There are fine ink and rice paper on the desk, so that guests can scold Fang Qiu when they are interested. A beautifully carved screen separates this from the middle.
There are a few short tables in the middle, and various foods, drinks, fruits, etc. are placed on the short tables. The huge soft carpet on the ground makes it extremely comfortable to step on.
At this moment, a man in silver and white clothes was standing behind the short few, with his back facing Young Master Le who was standing at the door, as if he was looking at the scenery outside the window.
"Meet your lord." Young Master Le took two steps forward and saluted. Although I don't know who this noble person is, but to make Manager Liu be so cautious, his status must not be low.
The man in silver and white clothes heard the voice, turned around slowly, looked at Young Master Le, and smiled.
"Sit down." The man's voice was very nice, and there seemed to be a calming power in the clearness.
Le Gongzi looked up and was stunned.
Why would such a handsome person come to a place like Changqinglou
Is there such a beautiful person in this world? ! Those beautiful eyebrows, high nose bridge, jade-like skin, and well-defined lip corners are simply flawless. Such a delicate and unparalleled person, what are you doing in Changqinglou? The most beautiful Mr. Mei in Changqing Building is known as the most beautiful man in the capital, but Mr. Le feels that Mr. Mei is not as good as the person in front of him.
But why do you always feel that this person feels a little familiar to him? But Young Master Le can be sure that he has never seen such a handsome man, never before.
"You don't have to call me lord, my name is Tianmiao, but you can call me... oh, let's call Wang Ye." Tianmiao sat down with a smile and motioned Young Master Le to sit down again. After thinking about her current identity, Tian Miao decided to follow the customs of the countryside, and everyone else should honor her as the prince. She now looks like a man, or a noble prince.
Lord? !
Young Master Le sat down, but his heart was extremely shocked.
Lord? The current emperor is the only son and has no brothers, so there is no prince. And the emperor has children, but none of those princes have been canonized as princes. Who is this prince in front of me? Why he didn't know at all.
Also, is there no title? Just the prince
Young Master Le was full of doubts, but he didn't ask. Instead, a gentle smile appeared on his face and asked, "My lord, do you want to listen to the piano, play chess, or something else?"
"Let's touch a song of high mountains and flowing water first." Tian Miao put one hand on the short table, and went to pick the food on the short table with the other hand. The food prepared by Changqinglou is really worth the money. These pastries can only be bought by the long-established shops in Beijing. The fruits are the freshest, and they are also washed, peeled and sliced. The fine wine is also an aged wine, and once poured out, it is mellow and fragrant.
Young Master Le began to play the qin according to his words, touching his famous song, high mountains and flowing water.
One plays the piano seriously, and the other listens carefully.
After the song was over, Young Master Le looked up at Tian Miao, who was eating a small piece of Sydney lazily, squinting without speaking. Young Master Le didn't speak either, just sat there silently.
(End of this chapter)