The code name of this palace is 007: Wangye, if you have a kind, you will be singled out

Chapter 187 Murderous Intent [6]

Glancing at Mo Yuxuan who was smirking but not speaking, Lan Yu said firmly: "Before the third prince understands and clarifies the two questions just now with me, don't say those affectionate words again!"

Looking at Mo Yuxuan's resentful face in an instant with satisfaction, wanting to say, but hesitating to speak, Lan Yu smiled even more!

She didn't expect this guy to tell her the truth, she just wanted to keep her ears clean in the future!

To this evildoer, sometimes I really can't soften my heart!
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night, cool as water

A stream of clear spring oozes out, quietly flowing down the mountain along the stream in the valley.

The silver cold moonlight sprinkled faintly over the entire valley, and also illuminated the silent stream like a silver ribbon in the jungle.

At this time, early summer is approaching, and under the reflection of such a cold moonlight, there is still an indescribably chilly feeling!

In the valley, the sound of insects came up and down one after another, accompanied by the sound of the piano, ethereal in the valley!
The one who picked the violin was of course Yueniang who was by Xue Luo's side. The sound of the violin still touched people's hearts, but the violin in her hand was changed!
Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
"Yue Niang's piano sound is really beautiful!"

On the side, Mo Yuxuan once again interrupted the beautiful melody in the valley in confusion, and the sparse applause made people frown even worse!

The Yueniang who was interrupted by him had no expression on her face, she glanced seductively at Mo Yuxuan who was sitting cross-legged against the stone with a charming smile, and said coquettishly, "Thanks to the third prince for giving me the Guqin!"

After finishing speaking, he stared angrily at the tent where Lan Yu was resting, still brooding over her splitting the piano!

"If Yueniang really wants to thank the prince, why not play a song as a thank you gift!" Mo Yuxuan lazily stretched his waist and said with a playful smile.

Hearing the sound, Yueniang immediately looked away from the tightly closed tent, her brows were full of spring, and she smiled at Mo Yuxuan's beautiful handsome face: "I don't know what song the third prince wants to listen to? Is it Gaoshan Liushui or "

"Eighteen touches!"

Before she could finish her laughing question, Mo Yuxuan had already uttered a firm answer.

This sentence immediately froze Yueniang's brilliant smiling face, she stared at Mo Yuxuan dumbfounded for a long time, and then she said, "Eighteen touches?!"

(End of this chapter)