Prime Minister, please pick me up

Chapter 148
Performing Qinggong all the way to the west, it takes about two quarters of an hour.

The dark clouds gradually dissipated, and the bright and clear moon hung in the sky, embellishing the dark and boundless sky.

Feng Qingchi saw Qingjun's slender figure standing on a boulder protruding from the mountainside, and through the radiant moonlight, he could vaguely distinguish that the other party was wearing a dark blue robe, holding a palm-sized xun on his lips On the side, the sound of fabric hissing came slowly.

As if aware of the approaching person, the sound of the xun paused slightly, and the person blowing the xun was obviously stunned for a moment, and looked slightly sideways, as if looking at Feng Qingchi's direction.

The eyes of the two met in the night sky, because they were too far apart, they still couldn't see the face on the other side clearly.

However, Feng Qingchi felt that the other person's figure was so familiar, so he approached slowly, and when he saw clearly who the other person was, even Feng Qingchi was still surprised, that person was actually Yin Zixi!Yin San, Yin Zixi, known as the genius of the Yin family!

"It's you?" Yin Zixi raised his eyebrows and said slowly.There was surprise in his eyes, but he regained his composure in an instant.Although he didn't know the person in front of him, and he didn't know his name, but when he returned to Dijing that day, he saw him beside his second brother.

Feng Qingchi was also not curious that Yin Zixi recognized her, after all, she had stood with Yin Zichen that day, but she just glanced at him faintly, "Young Master Yin is really in a good mood!" No mockery.In the middle of the night, Gushan plays, isn't it just a good mood?
Yin Zixi nodded, looked at the wooden xun in his hand with clear eyes, and said slowly, "Singing xiao and playing the piano in the middle of the night is really a pleasure!"

Feng Qingchi narrowed his eyes, "Third Young Master, are you sure you can be called Yinxiao and playing the piano just now?" It was even more terrifying than crying ghosts and howling wolves.

Yin Zichen gave a faint "huh", "Singing Xiao and playing the piano? This is only for people and not for things."

Feng Qing was speechless for a while, was he talking about her around the corner?But it shouldn't be, even though her rhythm is really bad, she won't be known by someone who just met her once and didn't even make eye contact!

"At this time, people follow the sound, one is interested in the player, and the other is interested in the sound of the piano, and your Excellency is obviously the second type." Yin Zixi's eyes were still calm, and his eyes were calm.

"Oh!" Feng Qingchi deliberately prolonged the ending, a little charming, a little bewitching, "It's hard to be convincing if there is no basis for guessing."

"If you are interested in the person playing the melody, then your Excellency should come here when the flute first sounded. At your speed, you should have arrived here a quarter of an hour ago, but you came here only after hearing the sound of the zither. If I didn't Guess wrong, you should also play the piano, right?" Glancing at Feng Qingchi, he added, "The sound of the piano is either very good or very bad, but in my opinion it should be the second type!"

Yin Zixi's tone was so sure that Feng Qingchi was a little surprised, because what he said was true.

"What do you think?" Yin Zixi looked at the other party with fixed eyebrows, and spoke slowly.

Feng Qingchi naturally knew what he was asking, and instantly looked at the other party with disgust, "It couldn't be more ugly!" He said truthfully.The song she heard tonight was definitely the worst she had ever heard.

"Hehe..." Yin Zixi smiled lowly, his voice was very clear, "I think so too." Then she looked at the other party with a light smile, "Since you're here, why don't you listen to a few more songs, I never play easily played."

When speaking, he threw the xun in his hand back and forth, "Hua'er, come here."

Then, a big white tiger came out from under a dense tree on the other side, half a person's height, without a trace of pure white hair shining brightly under the moonlight, looking majestic.

Feng Qingchi was completely stunned, not because of the sudden appearance of the big white tiger, but because he couldn't accept that such a mighty and domineering tiger was called Hua'er by Yin Zixi. Tender inside and outside coke!
Seeing Feng Qingchi's expression, Yin Zixi smiled, and looked at her a little complacently, "Isn't it nice? I took it." Especially the three words I chose were extremely narrow.

The corners of Feng Qingzhi's lips froze for a moment, but he didn't speak.

Then I saw Yin Zixi put his hand holding the xun into the cloth bag beside Hua'er, and when he came out, the xun had been replaced by a rather delicate-looking jade flute, looking at Feng Qingchi and asking, "What do you want? "

Feng Qingchi could tell from his expression that he was asking her what she wanted, so he raised his eyebrows curiously, and looked suspiciously at the big cloth bag, what could be in it?

"Give me a piano!" Feng Qingchi touched his chin and smiled with some meaning.At least in terms of temperament, this "confidant" should always be allowed to experience his own abilities.

Yin Zixi took out a piano from inside, threw it forward, and landed lightly and steadily on the rock in front of him.

Feng Qingchi was not at all restrained, he sat on the cold boulder with a straightened robe, and Yin Zichen sat beside her.

The two each tried a sound.

Then...

"&(*.@%!.(MISSING)"

All kinds of demons dancing wildly, ghosts crying and wolves howling!

Hua'er's copper-bell-sized eyes looked at the two of them expressionlessly for a long while, and thought: This is all right, the master has found a partner for treachery!Slightly contemptuous, then turned his head, and continued to return to the shadow of the tree with a haughty expression.

End of a song.

"It couldn't be more ugly!" Yin Zixi sent these words to Feng Qingchi without change.

Feng Qingchi didn't mind either, and raised his eyebrows. "I feel the same way." Not to mention the qin, instruments like flute, xiao, and zither will destroy everything in her hands. Every time the emperor squeezes his nose to persuade her not to be so overwhelmed.

Thinking of this incident, Feng Qingzhi couldn't hold back for a while, and burst out laughing with a "puchi".

"What are you laughing at?" Yin Zixi looked sideways at her.

(End of this chapter)