"Just passing by," Mu Ling answered casually.

"I won't go to the Three Treasures Hall without any trouble."

"This is a sensible person." Yue Yunyang replied as if he was a full-time slap in the face.

"I'm here to evaluate the young lady's sword move." Mu Ling smiled awkwardly, moved two steps and walked to Qing Ning to raise his hand to block her waist, leaned against her ear and said softly: "It's really a soul-stirring."

The warm breath sprayed on Qing Ning's ears, and the warmth from his palm came from his waist, which made the woman tremble slightly, and her ears were also coated with a slight red color.

Seeing this strange change, Mu Ling lowered her eyes and smiled, and thought to herself, it turns out that she is not a god! Then she retreated and said:

"For the sake of Miss Yan's ears being red, I'll take you to a place."

What does your ears mean? Although Qingning couldn't exasperate his teasing words, he still asked, "Where?"

"There are many interesting things deep in the city, and the place of smoke and willows, which is more interesting than this Shangshu Ling Mansion. Are you going?"

Yes, there are naturally many strange people in the market, which may be conducive to her planning.

"Okay, thank you so much for your invitation." Qing Ning responded, walked into the house and put on his hair bun, put on his men's clothing that he usually practiced martial arts. He wore a red dress and a handsome and ostentatious young man.

When he walked out, Mu Ling smiled: "What, Miss Yan wants others to misunderstand that I am a broken sleeve?"

"As long as your highness controls the distance, you are brothers." Qing Ning said and walked out, leaving only Mu Ling, who was smiling faintly, sighing in his heart: "Is this here to treat me?"

Mu Ling took Qingning all the way to Mingyuefang, which is the best singing and dancing workshop all day long, and its luxury is beyond the reach of other places.

The colorful lanterns were endless, and the people were shoulder to shoulder. When they walked in, a round platform was the most eye-catching. It looked mysterious and charming under the red yarn.

They found a table slightly behind the middle and sat down, drinking tea.

At this time, a group of women in orange clothes were dancing gracefully on the stage, dancing with music, and the dance was graceful, which made the men below watch and even drool. So Yue Yunyang secretly leaned into Mu Ling's ear and whispered: "Your Highness, look at their figures are pretty good!"

"Haha, is that?" Mu Ling smiled faintly, and his deep eyes turned to Qing Ning who was sitting next to him, and said with malicious smile: "I don't think I can compare with Miss Yan."

This was a bit of teasing. Qing Ning's heart aroused a fire of namelessness. Fortunately, she sat next to him. Since she couldn't take action openly, she would punish her secretly. Thinking of this, Qing Ning pointed her hand hidden under the table at someone's abdomen and prepared to punch him.

But the man suddenly clenched his fist and wrapped her hand in it with a big hand, unable to move. Damn, you can find it in this way.

Qing Ning was dissatisfied, and he stroked the Mo Yuli on his waist with his other hand, and then took it into his hand after fumbled for a few seconds.

But the man smiled evilly as if he was being teased: "Where are you touching?"

Qing Ning showed pride in stealing at this time, and gently shook the black jade flute in his hand.

Suddenly, all the lights in the entire hall went out and were pitch black. At this time, someone skipped her lips like a dragonfly under the name of snatching the flute.

A kiss caught off guard? Being teased? Well, Qingning was teased.

The lanterns around the round platform are lit one by one, and the surroundings are illuminated brighter, but there is a more hazy feeling.

And a shameless guy seemed to have nothing happened, and he took the flute and focused on the round platform ahead.

Qing Ning was about to take revenge, but at this moment the melodious sound of the piano sounded, and the scene was silent in an instant. I have to say that the sound of the piano was really only available in the sky, and there were no news on the earth.

Qingning even forgot about "revenge". She couldn't help but wonder what kind of person could play such a piano sound.

The woman had a simple blue hairpin on her head and was dressed in ice-blue clothes, like a fairy who had transformed into a worldly world. Her eyes showed endless wisdom, but she also felt endless sadness.

Everyone was immersed in the sound of the fluttering piano, and suddenly someone shouted, "What are you playing? Miss Bingyi's piano is getting more and more simple, change one, change another."

I saw a young man in yellow, about fourteen or fifteen years old, with a pretty face and a childish aura, standing in front of him unreasonably and shouting at the stage.

Although everyone was shocked, they did not dare to speak out. The man was extremely arrogant and continued to yell: "Let your master come out, I have an objection."

"Will the young master be so rude, will it ruin everyone's elegance?" Qing Ning couldn't stand it and stepped forward to stop it.

"Who are you? I dare to take care of my affairs?" The man said unreasonably.

"Who are you? You actually made everyone cater to your interests." Qing Ning also replied.

Then he fought hard, how could that man resist Qingning's martial arts? After two moves, she was pressed on the table and could not move.

Many low-key comments gradually emerged around him. Specifically, Qing Ning couldn't hear clearly.

But when the guard beside the man shouted: "Bold, the young master of the Prime Minister's family dared to move, and he ignored the Prime Minister's face."

"This young man is rude in front of everyone, so he loses the face of the prime minister," Qing Ning retorted.

But I was thinking in my heart that this was another major force in Moling, the Lou family.

"Okay, let go." The young master suddenly said this, with a hint of impatientness and a slight anger in his voice.

But that anger was for the guard, not for her. Why? There were so many weirdos in Moling.

Seeing this, Qing Ning let go, the man sat back on his original position, quieted down, and turned around and glared at the guard who had just spoken.

At the end of the song, the master of the stage appeared and said, "There is a change in the rules of Mingyuefang this year. A woman will play the piano for her beloved man. Who has the best piano skills? Who will be the first colored white jade this year? Which woman will come first?"

In this era, most Han women were restrained and hesitant.

"I'll do it"

Everyone looked at the sound and saw a young man in red standing up on the table in the middle.

Even the owner of the shop was surprised and said, "Young Master, we are women playing the piano."

But who knew that the man in red said, "Aren't you asking a woman to play the piano for the man? I'll play it for the man too, what's wrong?" She said with confidence, and even the owner was speechless.

"Which young master is this?" said a human.

"The broken sleeves are so charming." Another person said.

"Beauty, I like it." There was actually another man who commented like this.

Qing Ning walked onto the stage in this discussion, a song of the Yangtze River, expressing his lovesickness.

Ayu, I don’t have a single thing from you, so I will win this beautiful jade for you.

The young man in yellow just now looked at the "man" on the stage and was stunned.

He couldn't help but sigh: "This man is pretty pretty." Then he found something wrong, so he quickly shook his head and regained his mind. He was not a broken sleeve.

Qing Ning finished his song and stood up to leave.

Afterwards, a few women went up, but they were not as good as Qing Ning's piano skills. Her piano skills were taught by Ayu, so they naturally learned them very seriously.

Although everyone did not agree with this broken sleeve, Miss Bingyi's character has always been accurate and she stopped talking.

The moment Qing Ning got the jade, he accidentally glanced at the audience and saw a white figure appearing, and his back looked very much like Luo Yu.

But, it was only a moment because she missed him so much that she had hallucinations?

The event tonight ended, and when they came out, the young man in yellow walked up to Qingning.

He cursed with contempt and said, "She has broken her sleeves, but she has broken her sleeves." Finally, he hummed and left without looking back.

Qingning stood there, looking puzzled and wronged, turned to Mu Ling and said, "I messed with him? Is my nostalgic sleeve related to him?" Mu Ling and Mu Yi both smiled.

Mu Ling walked up to her and said, "That is the youngest son of Prime Minister Lou's family, Lou Yao and Lou Jingxuan. He is young and very domineering. He should be less accused in the future!"

Qing Ning nodded and raised his eyes, he actually saw the white figure again. This time, it was not an illusion.

When her heart moved, she immediately chased after her desperately. Even if she was just a back, even if she had only a little hope, she would try her best to seize it.

Finally, I chased the door of a high-ranking house, and the three words "General's Mansion" were written on the black plaque.

What will be here?
Chapter completed!