The princess who mistakenly provoked the prince asked to divorce her husband

Chapter 11 Suo Xuelou, Su Xianyou (2)
The qin master said with displeasure: "You want to run away when you disturb someone?"

Mountains and rains are about to come, and Mo Ziyuan never likes to act passively. Since he is worried day and night that Mr. Taxue will sell himself into a brothel at any time, why not take the initiative and seize the initiative before he proposes, maybe you can change your future. !
Thinking of this, she suppressed the disgust in her heart, and forced herself to say with a pleasant face: "So it's Mr. Snow Treading! Sorry to bother you! The sound of your zither is like the sound of nine heavenly rings, and the lingering lingering sound will make people linger for three days!"

Mo Ziyuan said all the good words and sentences in her mind, but Mr. Taxue didn't seem to care, and said coldly: "I didn't expect you to know the piano?"

"If you have learned a little, it's hard to get into the elegant hall!" Mo Ziyuan always maintained a modest and guarded smile on her face. She always believed in the principle of not hitting a smiling person with her hand. She carried her smile to the end and successfully played the role of a smiling tiger. She has been thinking of ways to deal with Mr. Snowwalker since this month.

"This host has always been obsessed with rhythm, Ms. Mo might as well play a piece!" Mr. Snow Walker gave up his seat with a smile, and made a gesture of invitation by the way. If he didn't know that he was the boss of the killer organization, he would really have thought it was someone An elegant gentleman.

The arrow that left the string had to be fired, Mo Ziyuan sat down with the situation, raised her bare hands lightly, the sound of the piano was distant, and came at her fingertips, like flowing clouds in the boundless sky, ethereal and hard to find, and it was ever-changing, the woman exhaled like orchids , the singing sounds like the sound of nature, the sound is as beautiful as the juanjuan spring water, refreshing, as if there is a sweet and cool wind passing through the heart.

"Every time, I am strong in wandering and lonely. Every time, even if I am very hurt, I don't shed tears. I know that I have always had a pair of invisible wings, which take me to fly, and fly through despair..."

After finishing the song, Mo Ziyuan's forehead was sweating slightly. She has learned guzheng since she was a child, and the original owner's voice is like a yellow warbler. I believe this performance will impress him. I didn't expect these skills to become her negotiating magic weapon.

After a long while, the applause of Mr. Snow Walker resounded, and his pitch-black eyes were as deep as the dark night, and a gleam of splendor bloomed, "Good tune, good singing voice! It's wonderful!"

Mo Ziyuan smiled awkwardly, "I wonder if Ziyuan can negotiate a condition with the host?"

Young Master Snow Rolled his eyes, and said with a sneer: "No one has ever dared to negotiate terms with this host!"

Mo Ziyuan shook hands in her sleeves, pursed her lips slightly, and said firmly with her clear eyes: "Okay, then let's talk about money. This Xuejing Building is not for money, can it do anything?"

Mr. Snow Walker looked at her like a winter plum in the snow, cold and proud, clear and beautiful, with complicated eyes, but said indifferently: "You seem to be even less qualified to talk about money."

Mo Ziyuan brushed the loose strands of her hair, and said with a smile: "Master, Ziyuan can go to the brothel to make money, but only if you set me free!"

Hearing this, Mr. Snow Walker was astonished for a moment, but immediately looked at her calmly.

Mo Ziyuan saw that Young Master Treading Xue seemed to be shaken, and continued: "Lord, the song just now is just one of them. I have hundreds of songs like this, all of which you have never heard or seen! I don't know, there are Are you not qualified to negotiate terms with the landlord?"

There was a smile of interest in the eyes of Mr. Snow Stepper, but his voice was as cold as a millennium ice, "Okay! This host promises you!"

"It's a deal!" After she finished speaking, she spread her legs and ran back into the room out of breath. The bead curtains swung down, and the emerald jade tinkled, knocking out a dense mind.

Thinking about her predicament, she couldn't help lamenting: In order to protect herself, she actually took the initiative to apply to sell and sing in a brothel. She is probably the saddest woman in all the time travels, not one of them.

(End of this chapter)