The goddess of fast wear is super burning

Chapter 220 Luthier (12)

"Oh." Wei Xi smiled again: "I just asked, I didn't intend to think about it."

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Towards evening, the rain gradually stopped.

Wei Xi asked someone to prepare a carriage and set off for Zuihualou.

Because of the delay on the road, it was completely dark when we arrived at Zuihualou, and the wet and cold wind blew across our face, leaving a chill.

Maybe tomorrow is the Queen's birthday, and there are not many people in Zuihualou tonight.

After Wei Xi entered, he glanced at the cubicle at the back of the stage that was covered by light gauze. The gauze curtain reflected the delicate and graceful figure of a young man, and the melodious and melodious piano sound came from behind the curtain, but that person was not Rong Chen.

After the bustard greeted the guests, she came down from the second floor, and when she saw the noble girl coming in at the door, she hurriedly greeted her: "Your Highness is looking for Mr. Rong Xiaolang?"

Wei Xi's eyes fell on the procuress who came, and he asked gently, "Where are the others?"

"Mr. Rong Xiaolang injured his hand today. After the Third Highness came to visit in the morning, Mr. Rong Xiaolang has not been out of the room." As he spoke, the old bustard turned around and said, "However, Mr. Rong Xiaolang once said that if His Highness Come, let me take His Highness up."

When Wei Xi heard the word "injured", a faint light flashed in Wei Xi's gentle and calm eyes, but there was still a slight smile on his face, and he said softly, "Lead the way."

"Your Highness, please follow me."

Even the two princesses cared deeply about Rong Chen, the old bustard only felt that he had picked up a treasure, so he became more careful about Rong Chen, and even the room he lived in was much bigger than before.

The madam took Wei Xi out of the room and left. Before leaving, she raised her hand and knocked on the door.

The door in front of Wei Xi opened, and the young man's ink-like hair fell down. His cold and beautiful face silently looked at the girl at the door for a moment, then he lowered his long eyelashes and turned his body slightly: "Your Highness, please come in."

"I heard you were injured?" Wei Xi raised his foot and stepped into the room, his gaze swept over the boy's bandaged hand.

The palm of his hand was wrapped several times with bandages, exposing his fair and slender fingers, but he couldn't see the wound.

The boy stood quietly by the door without answering.

The atmosphere became inexplicably quiet, and there was a sweet fragrance in the air, the aroma was so strong that it was a bit intoxicating.
Wei Xi raised his eyes to look at him, and suddenly smelled the fragrance at the tip of his nose, his eyes paused, and was about to leave the room when the young man who had been silent all this time stepped forward and stopped Wei Xi with his back against the door , the white forehead faintly oozes fine sweat, but the face is always as plain as water.

"Please sit down, Your Highness."

Wei Xi's voice was tinged with coldness: "What are you doing?"

Rong Chen lowered his eyes and slowly unwrapped the bandage on his palm. There was no wound on the back and palm of his white and delicate hand.

He moved his palm, and said in a calm voice, "If it weren't for the Third Highness today, Rong Chen's hand might never be able to touch the piano again."

Wei Xi glanced at the burnt incense, but fortunately, the amount was not too much, and it was not uncontrollable.

She suppressed the abnormality in her body, and said in a calm tone: "What do you want to say, Mr. Rong Xiaolang?"

"Your Highness rescued Rong Chen twice, but Rong Chen couldn't repay him, so..." The young man turned his face slightly, his beautiful face was stained a little crimson, he seemed to feel a little embarrassed, finally exhaled lightly, and said: " Rong Chen would like to make a promise to His Highness."

"No need..." Wei Xi refused without thinking.

Hearing this, Rong Chen's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and his face seemed a little mocking: "Your Highness despises Rong Chen's low status, isn't he even worthy of dedication?"

(End of this chapter)