Agent Leng Fei: Playing with the Heartless Emperor

Chapter 42
Su Wanzhi got up and walked to the calligraphy and painting:

The sky is covered with snow, the sun and the moon are bright and clear, and the white snow is piled up, and there are still snow silk entangled in the face, but there is not a single snowflake, the white is white and compelling, and the empty is empty.

Wanzhi was in a trance, as if she was being tested by others, but she was very sure that she had been tested like this before, just like those familiar feelings.

Like his paintings, like his qin, this person should be world-weary, Wanzhi thought for a while, "I don't know poetry and painting, but since you let me see it, let me give you a name for this painting: prosperous-hua- Fall - all!"

Suddenly a zither sound trembled, and several lingering sounds continued to flow out. It turned out that it was the trembling of Mr. Xue's fingertips that touched An Ran's strings.

When Wanzhi looked back, he just saw Mr. Tingxue in white clothes like jade walking out from behind the painting screen. He was so affectionate, and was moved by the demeanor of the person in front of him. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is peerless, but it is a pity that such a person has a kind of sadness lingering between his brows and eyes, that kind of lingering faintness. His melancholy is a bright melancholy in such a pure elegance.

At this moment, his eyes fell on Wanzhi's face softly, with scrutiny in the softness, the person in front of him had messy hair, messy clothes, and wounds on his arms, but the waves in his eyes were flowing, as agile as water, like The woman's autumn waves are full.

Wanzhi was stunned by his look, but she was not afraid of him, so she just stared at Mr. Tingxue, and the two of them faced each other like this.

Ting Xue was stared at by her and smiled, "Since you are so transparent and intelligent, if you are willing to play the piano one more time, I can consider lending you the medicine."

Wanzhi stretched out her hand to cover the wound, she looked like a gentle gentleman, so ruthless, but she seemed to be similar to herself in her temperament, soft on the outside, herself?Which self?His eyes flickered, and he lowered his eyes and said, "Young master, don't make things difficult for me. I can listen to the piano, but I can't play it."

Listening to Xue Wen's words, eyebrows raised slightly, "There is no such reason in the world."

Wanzhi's mind became more and more exhausted, and after a little agility in the depths of her eyes, she bit her lips and said, "Okay, although I can't play the piano for you today, but if you have a chance in the future, I will give you a piece of "Bihai Chaosheng"."

"Bi, sea, tide, life..." Ting Xue chewed the meaning quietly, "You are indeed very smart, and you came to make a pair for prosperity and prosperity, but this pair is really good, it's a pity... ..." Listening to Mr. Xue's picturesque brows stained with moonlight like silk, he was full of sadness: "It's a pity that the ending of Bihai Chaosheng is nothing more than nothing."

Smiling as if mocking herself, she looked up at Wanzhi's pale face, her lips were bloodless, and after she turned around and entered the screen, Wanzhi's brows and eyes relaxed slightly, it was really difficult, this person had such a pessimistic temperament.

When Tingxue came out again, she held the wound medicine in her hand and handed it to Wanzhi, "We met each other on different roads, so it's fate, what's your name?"

Wanzhi lowered her eyebrows and took the medicine, "Ah..." Her brows tightened, she really needed the medicine, but did she pull up her sleeves to take the medicine?Didn't that tell him that he was a woman, "I'm Jun Wanzhi, that's Brother She..." Wanzhi, who didn't know what to say, pointed her finger at Jun Linfeng who was in a daze.

Hearing Mr. Xue looked at Wanzhi's tossing eyes and snorted disdainfully, Su Wanzhi thought, what's wrong!It's really harder to deal with than Jun Liyang, Jun Liyang...

(End of this chapter)