The Evil King Xun Fei: Don't mess with the femme fatale

Looking at Yun Zheng, she raised her eyebrows and smiled: How could she have forgotten that Hua Ruoxi's flaws in the previous life were told by Yun Zheng to her, and in this life, he came to the scene in person, so naturally he knew Hua Ruoxi's tricks at a glance!

Yun Zheng subconsciously responded to her bright smile, and when the arc on his lips was slightly raised, he seemed to have thought of something, pulled it down again in a hurry, pursed his lips slightly, and continued to walk his arrogant and luxurious route.

Seeing him behind him, Silver Wing couldn't stop laughing secretly. Thinking of the male protagonist of a romance novel that was burned today, and looking at his prince's haughty face, he felt a mess in the wind: Master, are you planning to kill all the male protagonists? Play the main character all over again?

Lin Qingran stood up, walked to Ms. Hua calmly and stopped, with a sincere smile on her face: "Ms. Hua's pipa piece is very touching. I have also learned pipa for two years, and so far there is only one song "" House of Flying Daggers is still very pleasant to play, if Miss Hua is not giving up, can you listen to my song and give me some pointers?"

Originally, Yun Zheng's proposal was already confusing, but now hearing Lin Qingran talk like this, I don't even understand what the two of them are up to.

With Miss Hua's Divine Comedy in front of her, what kind of skill does Second Miss Lin need to not be ashamed of herself?

Before, everyone felt that Yun Zheng had a lot of affection for Lin Qingran, but now he felt that the two of them could not say that there was any enmity, otherwise, why would King Yun insist on pushing Second Miss Lin into a deep ditch?

Hua Ruoxi obviously didn't expect that under her "exquisite" skills, there would still be people going up against the wind, she lost her mind slightly, then smiled gently, and said modestly: "It's not enough to give advice, let's learn from each other!"

Lin Qingran was not polite any more, instead she pointed at the pipa in Hua Ruoxi's hand, and said with a smile: "I don't plan to play today, so I didn't bring the pipa with me, please Miss Hua cut her love and borrow the pipa!"

The people who were still whispering suddenly became quiet when they heard this. Looking at Lin Qingran's eyes, they were looking at some kind of monster, and they didn't know how the second Miss Lin's head grew.

First, she overestimated her ability to challenge Ms. Hua's Divine Comedy, but now she actually wants to borrow Ms. Hua's pipa. Does she dislike that her own death is not ugly enough?

You know, every skilled person who wants to use their skills to the limit must have their own exclusive musical instrument, Miss Lin is really too big.

Everyone was waiting for Lin Qingran to make a big fool of herself with Hua Ruoxi's pipa, and some jealous ladies covered their mouths and laughed first.

Who knows that Miss Hua, who is gentle and descriptive in everyone's mind, changed her expression slightly when she heard Lin Qingran borrowing the pipa, showing a bit of distress: "This pipa is my mother's favorite thing when she was alive. I have always cherished it. I can't bear to take it out and play..."

Speaking of this, her eyes were reddish, and she seemed to be emotionally unbearable: "Please forgive me, miss, I... I..." The intention of rejection was clearly revealed.

I don't want to lend my late mother's relics. Although I feel a little stingy, it is understandable.

Lin Qingran was not annoyed, she looked at Hua Ruoxi very sympathetically, and asked casually, "How long has Miss Hua's mother been gone?"

Seeing that she no longer asked about borrowing the pipa, Hua Ruoxi was overjoyed, and following her heart, she talked about the late Mrs. Hua: "My first mother passed away in winter five years ago."

Lin Qingran suddenly laughed: "Miss Hua, if you don't want to lend me the pipa, just say so, why bother to bring up the name of the late mother and disturb the peace of the ancestors for nothing." Pointing to Hua Ruoxi's hand The pipa, said: "Although I am not good at learning, I still have ordinary eyesight. The pipa in Miss Hua's hand is quite new, and it has only been made for three years. How can it become a relic of the ancestors?"