piano room.
Wei Ying was very rare. She didn't kneel on the piano platform, but her eyes were full of thoughts, and she kept measuring the floor with those long legs.
On the contrary, Xia Jingui sat in front of the piano table with great interest, playing with the seven-stringed guqin that had just been replaced.
"The original Youfeng Laiyi was already considered top-grade in terms of tone. I never thought that such a good thing was still hidden in my sister's house."
As he spoke, a few fingers that looked like light and white were fiddling slowly on the strings, and the delicate and moving sound of the piano was raised little by little until it filled the entire piano room.
Although Wei Ying was in a state of irritability, she could not help but stop when she listened to Xia Jingui's evaluation of the guqin, and shook her head: "Among the many collections in my house, in terms of the delicate tone, this qin is the most important, but In terms of the breadth of the vocal range, it is still the one with Feng Laiyi that suits my mind the most."
Although Xia Jingui was also somewhat familiar with the piano skills, he couldn't bear to kneel in front of the piano for a long time. Taking advantage of the trend, he tilted his body, which had become more plump recently, and stretched out his legs like compasses under the skirt, and beat him gently again and again.
At the same time, her eyes twitched, and she suddenly remembered something, and immediately burst out laughing: "Sister really likes to be more bold, and I don't look down on such pretentiousness."
"That's since..."
Wei Ying nodded subconsciously, and immediately saw her playful appearance, she suddenly reacted, and suddenly said annoyed: "What nonsense are you talking about! When did the lord become pretentious?!"
"Sister, don't blame me. When did I mention the prince? Isn't this talking about the sound of the piano?"
Xia Jingui hurriedly shouted Qu, seeing Wei Ying's still sullen face, she climbed up from the piano platform, leaned over to hold Wei Ying's arm, and acted like a spoiled child.
Just now, he made a slip of the tongue, and actually blurted out the comparison that was pressing in his heart.
In addition to being embarrassed, Wei Ying also faintly regretted that she should not have brought this Xia Jingui to accompany her—but apart from Xia Jingui, how could she dare to show anxiety in front of others
Especially not long before, that Sun Shaozong will come to visit, and without Xia Jingui's help, how can he be assured of a private meeting with him
Therefore, although she was very dissatisfied with her deliberate 'provocation' just now, Wei Ying could only restrain her temper, and it was not easy to attack on the spot.
Who knows that Xia Jingui said 'Hu Lai' a few words, and suddenly the cat cocked its nose like a cat, and went straight to Wei Ying, almost burying his face in the twin peaks.
"doing what!"
Wei Ying shoved her away in embarrassment and was about to scold her for a few words. She never thought that Xia Jingui seemed to have discovered a new world, and said with burning eyes, "Sister, did you even take a shower this morning?"
"Don't talk nonsense!"
Wei Ying's cheeks flushed red, and she stomped her tight long legs to the ground: "I was with the lord yesterday, so naturally I have to wash up in the morning!"
After explaining, she felt wrong again. She was so anxious to distinguish, wouldn't she appear guilty instead
"I see."
Sure enough, Xia Jingui nodded perfunctorily, but the word 'unbelief' was written all over his face.
Seeing this, Wei Ying became more and more anonymous. She took a half step forward and asked condescendingly, "Xia Jingui, what do you mean? This palace called you here, not to make you sarcastically ridicule me!"
As soon as she became hard, Xia Jingui immediately appeared weak, with her arms folded, her shoulders shrunk, her red lips pursed, and she said aggrieved: "Sister has wronged me, we are on the same boat now, sarcastically for what elder sister has to me. What's the benefit?"
Wei Ying stared at her for a long time, but in the end she didn't turn her face with her, she just sneered: "Hmph, who knows what you think in your heart!"
She is at a time when she is at a loss. Xia Jingui, who has the same experience and knows the inside story, can be said to be the only straw she can grasp. Even if it cannot be used to save her life, there is absolutely no reason to discard it at will.
And Xia Jingui saw Wei Ying's momentum a little discouraged, but now he restrained his emotions and put on a serious face: "Sister, in fact, what I said just now was just to let you get used to it first - the one surnamed Sun will meet you alone. At times, it may not necessarily be like I do not reveal it.”
This was what she said. The thief surnamed Sun likes to say some shameful crazy words, and he forced himself on the boat that day...
Recalling those unspeakable pictures, Wei Ying's face turned blue and red, and the two strong and strong legs seemed to be bitten and eaten by something.
"elder sister."
At this time, Xia Jingui came up again at the right time, pulled her soft weed and whispered: "At this point, don't be confused, don't talk about molesting, he is a man, you must be more concerned. some, just get through this…”
"He dares!"
But Wei Ying pushed her away again, turned around and stepped a few steps to the root of the south wall, took off the sword hanging on it, pulled the sword out of its sheath with a clang, and said coldly, "If the thief dares to be in the palace If there is chaos, Ben Gong will fight him to the death!"
Xia Jingui was first bluffed, and then stomped his feet anxiously: "What do you say, no matter how big the bargain is, I will give it up, right now..."
Halfway through the conversation, I heard chaotic footsteps outside.
Xia Jingui hurriedly closed his mouth, turned his head to look out the door, and saw two figures, one black and one white, striding in.
The one dressed in moon satin white and wearing a silver-grey cloak was the handsome Beijing Wang Shuishun.
And that black robe is naturally none other than Wei Ruolan.
The two entered the door, and when they saw Wei Ying holding a long sword with a stern brow, they couldn't help but be stunned.
"Concubine Ai, this is you?"
Shui Rong looked at his wife, and then looked at Xia Jingui, who was embarrassed and smiling, and became more and more puzzled—Xia Jingui has been walking around quite a lot recently. Do you have to use the murder weapon all of a sudden
Did Wei Ying ever expect that the two of them would suddenly break in
He was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to react.
Fortunately, Xia Jingui was a little quick-witted, and immediately covered Cherry's small mouth, smiling and trembling.
This smile naturally attracted Shuishun's attention, and his eyes first saluted at the trembling place, while feeling that this girl from the Xia family has really grown up, she couldn't help but wonder, "Why is my cousin smiling?"
Xia Jingui noticed his gaze that lingered for a short time, and winked back at Qiu Bo, then smiled again: "Just now, our sisters just talked about the means of taming, and I didn't expect the prince to come... giggling. "
Having said that, she couldn't help but snicker.
The means of a trainer
Shui Rong looked at the long sword in Wang Fei's hand, and then looked at her stiff and embarrassed expression. He suddenly realized that he couldn't help laughing.
While smiling, he stepped forward and embraced Wei Ying's slender waist, and said tenderly, "The princess wants to surrender to this king, so why use these three-foot green peaks? With just a few words, the little king will obey."
Seeing his loving attitude, Wei Ying felt more and more ashamed in her heart, but she was relieved because of this, so she put the sword in its sheath, and then followed Xia Jingui's words and added a few more words.
Unexpectedly, Shui Rong's face suddenly became solemn, and he said sternly: "Today, I originally wanted to invite eldest brother to come to resolve the grievances between Wei and Sun, but eldest brother..."
Shaking his head helplessly, he let go of Wei Ying's slender willow waist, and cupped his hands again: "Brother Lang is white after all, so it's hard to represent the Wei family, and I can only count on Concubine Ai later—be sure to put your gestures aside between words. Lower, so that Sun Shaozong can get rid of his grievances and come back happily."
He was afraid that his arrogant wife would not be able to let go of her air, so he would make a good apology, but he never thought that these words were quite similar to Xia Jingui's words just now.
At the moment, Wei Ying's heart was in turmoil, and most of the anger that he had managed to build up in the past few days was quietly dissipated.