His Highness, he wants to repay with marriage

Chapter 109 She Contradicts Herself

"Okay, please go ahead." Cen Yuwei hooked the corners of her mouth and revealed a slight smile.

The sound of the pipa was fast and slow, and pleasant to the ear. It not only responded to what Mengge said to himself, but also confirmed the praise of the madam.

That's all, Cen Yuwei gave a reward very readily.

But before Mengge could thank her, she added another sentence with emotion: "I like this style of music, I knew that Miss Qing Huan was going this way, so I had to come to see her sooner or later.

"It's a pity that she has something to do now, so I can't see her..."

Hearing this, Mengge's face stiffened for a moment.

She twitched at the corner of her mouth and explained in a low voice: "My lord misunderstood, this song was written by my family and has nothing to do with Sister Qing Huan."

"Oh? But the madam said just now that you are Qing Huan's apprentice." Cen Yuwei raised her eyebrows, "Since you are an apprentice, don't you inherit her style?"

"Sister Qing Huan has given advice to the Nu family, but the style of music is different from the Nu family."

After a short pause, she lowered her eyes and added: "Besides, we only had a simple mentoring relationship, which is far from being a master and apprentice."

"Not master and apprentice?" Hearing this, Yun Mohan couldn't help frowning, "You mean, the madam played tricks on us and told me carelessly?"

"Forgive me, my lord." Mengge hurriedly got up and blessed Yun Mohan, "I think my mother was worried that the guests would come back disappointed if they didn't see Sister Qinghuan, so she made such an excuse.

"If the guests are dissatisfied, the slave family will leave now, please don't blame me."

With that said, she really wanted to back down.

It was Cen Yuwei who smoothed things over at this moment and eased the tense atmosphere: "I just like this style of music, if Miss Qing Huan's style is not like this, then it's just that there is no fate.

"I don't know what other songs have been written by Mengge girl, let's play it and listen to it?"

"Yes." Mengge sat down again and started playing again.

Then she played a few more pieces, all in a similar style to the first piece.

At first, Cen Yuwei listened with great interest.

But after a long time, she also got tired.

Seeing that she was tired, Yun Mohan sent Mengge away and took her out of Hualou.

"Are you sleepy? Do you want me to take you back to rest?" Yun Mohan asked softly.

"No need." Cen Yuwei raised her eyelids again in the cool breeze, and shook her head slightly: "Let's walk along the street, wait for Gu Fan and the others to come out, and then talk about the rest of the matter."

They entered Yuyin Xiaozhu separately from Gufan and Huajiao.

Accompanied by two or two, it is not as eye-catching as four people swarming in.

At the same time, it happens to be divided into two groups to inquire about the whole thing from different angles.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Yun Mohan was very willing to pamper her.

She said she didn't want to go back, so he started talking to her about the business: "I think there is nothing wrong with Yu Yin Xiaozhu and the madam, what do you think?"

"The bustard and Hualou are indeed fine, but the one called Mengge makes me feel unpredictable."

"Why?"

"Because she's contradicting herself." Cen Yuwei casually leaned against the wall, and raised her jaw at the flower building opposite, "Hey, look, what are the girls in the brothel doing for themselves?"

Yun Mohan followed her gaze, saw the woman opposite who was shaking with laughter because of accepting the benefactor's money, and immediately came to a realization: "Is it for money?"

"That's right, no matter how they behave, whether it's graceful or enthusiastic, they will eventually come down to the word 'money'.

"But I didn't see this characteristic in Mengge."

(End of this chapter)