The genius beast-controlling concubine: demon wife, you have lost your integrity

"I... I can't write very well now, and my hands hurt, so I don't want to write!" Xi Yao smiled embarrassedly.

She also doesn't want to speak by dictation, but although this body has the memory of the original owner, she still rejects the writing brush. Whenever she uses a writing brush, she feels weird, and the written words are also swaying, like loach. crawl on paper.

Today, she has lost her face in front of Fei Seyong once, and she doesn't want to lose her face again.

"So that's how it is. Let the servants do the work for you. Miss, the servants are going to get you food now."

Xing'er got up to get things, Xi Yao dried the papers one by one, organized them into a small booklet, and put it beside the bed.

The master and the servant stayed in the house privately, closed all the doors and windows, and ate alone inside.

Suddenly there was a clear flute sound outside the window.

The sound of the flute is clear and pleasant, high-pitched and passionate. After thousands of turns, it echoes continuously, lingering around the scenery outside the window, and rising into the starry sky and moonlit night.

The night was cold, but the sound of the flute moved the heart of the night.

The night sky at the end of spring was disturbed by the sound of the flute.

"Strange, why haven't I heard such a nice flute sound before?" Xing'er asked strangely, and immediately got up and went to open the window.

As soon as the screen window was opened, the majestic wind blew in, bringing a scent of jasmine, and the sound of the flute became more and more passionate, hitting Xi Yao's ears.

She looked along the place where the sound of the flute came from, and there was a star twinkling in the sky, she said to Xing'er: "The sound seems to come from outside our courtyard wall, I'll go and have a look, you stay here."

"The servant understands."

Xi Yao picked up a coat and wrapped it around her body, turned around and left the yard.

Under the moonlight, a figure stood by the tree at the base of the wall, half of his cheek was still glowing faintly against the moonlight, and his red lips were gently blowing on the bamboo flute, as if the bamboo flute was his lover.

He saw Xi Yao coming out of the house, and the sound of the flute became softer and more gentle.He strolled up to her, put down the flute slowly with a smile on his face, and said with a smile, "Does this flute sound good?"

"The sound of the flute is very good, but if His Royal Highness King Jing wants to show off the flute, is there no need to play the flute at my door at night?"

What an incomprehensible woman!

Xi Yao's reaction was not what he expected at all, Tian Fancen said with a little embarrassment: "I chatted with your father all afternoon today, and just after dinner, your father gave me this flute.

Ben Wang just wanted to give it a try, and came here before he knew it. "

"Oh, it turns out that the prince regards me as an experiment object. Then your experiment is good, and the sound of this flute is quite attractive."

Is that all?It's just that Dizi was praised, but he still only got disgusted eyes?

Tian Fancen really felt very unwilling.

"Xi Yao..."

"My lord!" He was just about to speak, but Xi Yao abruptly interrupted him and said, "It's getting late, my lord standing at my door will inevitably cause people to misunderstand, please don't make me hard to be a man!"

His care and love made it difficult for her to be a human being, Tian Fancen's face was as cold as ice.

His usual cold face finally had a little gentle color, and after being slammed by her for a while, he became very uncomfortable again.But seeing Xi Yao's face, no matter whether her attitude was cold or warm, Tian Fancen couldn't get angry in his heart.After suffering, I still like it very much.