Twelve-year-old Dongfang Sui held the King Huai Sword in one hand and a harp in the other, and hurried into the palace of Prince Yuling Sheng of the Chu Kingdom. Two master guards from the Shu Palace had to follow closely behind.

Dongfang Sui ran to Lin Ying's yard and saw Lin Ying concentrating on reading a military book. He deliberately shouted loudly: "Sister Yan is back!"

Lin Ying hurriedly looked up, but as usual she only saw Dongfang Sui, Qingyu, and Yifeng. So she sighed, glared at Dongfang Sui, lowered her head and continued reading.

Dongfang Sui returned the sword and handed it to Qingyu. He placed the lyre in front of Lin Ying's desk and said, "Brother Lin, I have practiced the music you taught me five days ago. Do you have time to listen to it?"

Once again, can you give me some guidance?"

Lin Ying did not raise her eyes to look at Dongfang Sui, but just shook her head and said: "Little Dongfang, you are a rotten wood that cannot be carved. No wonder your father is unwilling to teach you!"

Dongfang Sui fiddled with the strings twice and pouted: "It's not a rotten wood, it's a big tree with lush branches and leaves! Qin, I don't need to practice to the level of you, Brother Lin. I will be a master of King Zhao's handwriting in the future."

He is one of the best in the world. My ambition is to be the best at playing the piano among those who practice martial arts, and to be the most powerful in martial arts among those who can play the piano!"

Before Dongfang Sui finished speaking, he heard three hearty laughs outside the door, and a clear voice asked: "What do you want me to do?"

Dongfang Su and Lin Ying both raised their heads and looked out the door, only to see a tall man in gray clothes leading a petite woman in yellow clothes walk in with a smile.

Dongfang Sui made a face at Lin Ying and said, "I said a long time ago that Sister Yan is back, but you glared at me and refused to believe it."

Lin Ying didn't hear what Dongfang Zui said, she just stared blankly at the talented man and the beautiful woman holding hands with each other in front of her. Suddenly, her heart felt empty, and there was a chill in the summer for no reason. Sister Shu'er, I guessed it right.

Before Shu'er could speak, Dongfang Sui strode in front of Zhuge Rongrong, smiled and saluted: "Brother Rong, the young master of Prince Sheng's Mansion is putting on airs and refuses to give me advice. We haven't seen each other for several years, do you want to hear it?"

How has my piano skills improved?"

Shu'er smiled and nodded at Qingyu and Yifeng. When Qingyu and Yifeng traveled with Wuxie, the King of Shu, they had met Zhuge Rongrong as early as Yaowang Mountain in Xiling, and Lin Ying had met him as early as Fanjing in the Chen Kingdom.

They got acquainted, so the six people in the room actually knew each other.

Zhuge glanced at Lin Ying with a calm smile and recognized him as the young talented man who sold him a painting of ink and bamboo on the old city tower of Chen Guofan Jing a few years ago. He was not surprised that the young man selling the painting was now returning to Prince Sheng's Mansion

The young prince saluted and said: "I have long heard that the lord of Xiling brought Chen Guo's personal painting skills to make the old lady in the Song Palace very angry. Little prince, I haven't seen you for several years, so I feel domineering.

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Lin Ying stood up and returned the greeting: "Brother Rong, you are well."

Dongfang Sui looked at Zhuge Rongrong and then at Lin Ying, confused: "Do you know each other?"

Lin Ying nodded and smiled: "When I called him 'Brother Rong', you little Dongfang probably didn't know how to speak human words!"

Zhuge Congrong also nodded and smiled sheepishly at Dongfang: "Yes, when your brother Lin and I first met in Zhaohuang Palace, you had not yet been reincarnated as a human being!" Zhuge Congrong smiled gently at Lin Ying and said, "At that time

, the young master is about three or four years old? I am only seven or eight years old."

Lin Ying also smiled like a spring breeze. He always remembered that when he was a child, he was bullied by several cousins ​​in Zhaohuang Palace. A seven or eight-year-old boy came to help, but the little boy left without saying anything. Later, he

He learned from his father that the little boy was the young master of the Zhuge family in Chu State. Therefore, he always called him "brother Rong" respectfully. Later, when he was selling paintings on the old city building in Fanjing, he was killed by three evil boys from the Qin family.

Zhuge Rongrong also helped to bully him. At that time, he didn't know which king among the seven kings of the Chu Kingdom the Zhuge family supported, so for his own safety, he did not reveal his identity to Zhuge Rongrong. Now it seems that since Zhuge Rongrong and the counselor of King Sheng

The young master is so familiar with him, the Zhuge family must support Prince Sheng.

Lin Ying should have been happy for her father, and she should also be happy for herself. After all, the Zhuge family was as rich as any country. With their backing, King Sheng unified the Chu land and reopened Zhaohuang, which gave him another hope. However, he swept away

Seeing Zhuge Rongrong holding on to Shu'er's hand, I couldn't feel happy at all.

Lin Ying forced her face to smile and asked Dongfang Sui: "Xiao Dongfang, when did you meet our brother Rong?"

Dongfang Sui raised his chin to challenge the young Lord's authority and said, "I have known Brother Rong since I can remember, but I didn't wait until I was three or four years old!" Suddenly he looked at Shu'er suspiciously and asked, "Yan

Sister, when did you meet Brother Rong?"

Lin Ying couldn't help but wait eagerly for the answer. At this moment, he was even a little grateful to this noisy and annoying little Dongfang for asking him what he had always wanted to ask about Shu'er's thoughts.

As always, Shu'er avoided the question about Fengyue, so she laughed casually and said: "When did you get to know the most beautiful woman, do you still want to compete with each other? Well, sister, I probably knew your brother Rong when I was reincarnated!

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Although Lin Ying laughed with the other five people in the room, there was no smile in her peach blossom eyes. He always knew that what Shu'er didn't want to say was to pry open her mouth and dig out her heart.

He will never say it. And why is he not the same?

Although Dongfang Sui didn't understand Shu'er's answer, he didn't really care. He felt that Brother Rong was both civilized and martial, and Sister Yan was talented and beautiful. The most important thing was that she lent him the precious King Huai Sword and played with it a lot.

God, these two are really a match made in heaven! It’s not an exaggeration to think that people who are a match made in heaven have known each other in their previous lives.

Dongfang Xin continued to beg Zhuge Rongrong to appraise his piano skills, but Zhuge Rongrong laughed at him and said, "I just heard you brazenly say in front of the young master who is a pro at painting double skills that you want to be the best player on the list of masters.

, and I want to be the best in martial arts among the lyre masters. It's a pity that you met me at the wrong time. Your lofty ambitions will probably have to wait for me for a hundred years before you can realize your wish."

Dongfang sighed and said, "One of you is acting like a lord, and the other is acting like a young master, but you don't even want to teach me!" Then he turned to Shu'er and said, "Sister Yan, can you play the piano? How about you?

Can you give me some advice?"

Before Shu'er could speak, Zhuge Rongrong and Lin Ying said in unison: "She can't do it!"
Chapter completed!