Destiny Phoenix

Chapter 322 There Are Wolves in the House, Beware
"Don't feel uncomfortable, since the king let you live here, you can look at the things inside as you like." Mo Zhanhua said.Looking away from the book she was holding, a flash of pain flashed in her deep eyes, which disappeared quickly.

This strange color did not escape Feng Qingyao's eyes.

"This book is not for teaching music theory. If you are interested, I can find a musician from the palace to teach you." He stepped forward, pretending to be relaxed, took the book from her hand, and took a bag of clothes Handed it to her, "Try it, if it doesn't fit, I will order someone to make it for you again."

Feng Qingyao wisely didn't ask about the book, but she was also a little surprised.

When he went out, he went to buy clothes for himself.

"What are you doing in a daze, standing in front of me with disheveled clothes, aren't you afraid that I won't be able to control you?" His voice was majestic and indifferent, as if her disheveled clothes had nothing to do with him.

Feng Qingyao didn't want to reason with him, so she picked up her clothes and left.

After turning around, she came back again.

She found that there was only this one room here, and there was no warm cabinet or inner room.She couldn't go outside to change clothes, so she had to come and ask the noble prince to move. "Minnv is afraid that the prince won't be able to hold it for a while, so I ask the prince to avoid it for a while, and come in after the minnv has finished changing her clothes."

But Prince Mo didn't seem to have any intention of leaving, he sat firmly in front of the desk, flipping through the book of music without haste.

Hearing her talk, he didn't raise his head, and with a faint smile in his dark eyes, he asked: "The girl is changing clothes over there, and the king is studying here, did you bother the girl?"

Disturbing is not disturbing, but there are wolves in the house, so be careful.

Seeing that Feng Qingyao didn't answer, he waved his hands, as if he thought she was noisy, and told her to go away——

Feng Qingyao was speechless.

She always felt that between herself and him, there seemed to be thousands of mountains and rivers, torrents and ravines, and it was impossible to communicate!
"Miss Feng still wants to talk to this king?" Mo Zhanhua lowered his head, his deep and magnetic voice was like a breeze blowing past his ears, Feng Qingyao was excited, and waved his hands, "Don't disturb the prince's elegant interest in studying ditties. "

As soon as you grit your teeth, change your heart, change as you please, it's better than wearing this underwear and shivering in the cold!
She went back to the bed and put down the four curtains. After all, the curtains were just a layer of gauze and couldn't cover anything.She had no choice but to hide behind the bedposts, using the cover of the bedposts and bead curtains, and then slowly undressed.

Mo Zhanhua smiled.

He raised his head, closed the book in his hand and put it back on the desk, and said slowly in a magnetic voice, "In more than ten days, Prime Minister Feng will arrive in Tanzhou. When he comes back, the king will send someone to your home to propose marriage." .”

Seeing the little figure in the curtain froze, he slowly got up and left in satisfaction.

This time, he closed the door smoothly.

When Feng Qingyao changed her clothes and got off the bed, Mo Zhanhua had already gone far away.There was no dressing table in the room, but there was a mirror. Standing in front of the mirror, she looked at the light blue dress with unique embroidery on the sleeves.

I don't know if this light blue color was chosen by him on purpose, or it was a coincidence that it suits her well.

He just said that when his father came back, he would send someone to Feng Mansion to propose a marriage, and it sounded a bit true in his tone.But what happened to that wind?Does it really have nothing to do with him?

Before moving to the desk, the book of music theory was still there, and out of curiosity, she picked it up again.

The handwriting in the book is beautiful and neat, as if it was written by a woman.

Before coming to this era, she has learned some knowledge of instrumental music. Although she can't compare with professionals, she can understand music scores.What is recorded in this book are more than a dozen tunes written by that woman.

From the tenderness and sweetness revealed in the first tune, to the resentment in the middle part, and finally, the unexpressed sadness and melancholy - this book seems to record the woman's not so smooth emotional journey.

Who is this woman?
The book is placed in Mo Zhanhua's room, so what is the relationship between them?
(End of this chapter)