Chapter 72: Rolling with jealousy
Lan Yue didn't know what the third brother's behavior was, but there must be something wrong, so she nodded to her father and brother.
Fang Qingxuan was responsible for intercepting Han Mufeng outside the wall of Badayuan. Yang Yi sent Lan Yue's father away. If he walked down, he would definitely be able to meet him. Fang Qingxuan had to take the emperor elsewhere first.
"Master, you are here."
Fang Qingxuan stretched out his red nails and picked up an orchid finger. The man stood in the middle of the road, making Han Mufeng lose his skin all over the floor.
"If you have something to say, you have nothing to get out of it." The emperor was anxious to see Lan Yue, and he didn't have time to waste time with you, Boy Fang.
"Xiao Yueyue is not in the garden, come with me."
"roll"
Everyone could see Fang Qingxuan being lies. Han Mufeng got out of the way, and Li Li had already stepped forward and pushed Fang Qingxuan away, not blocking the emperor's way.
"If you don't believe me, Xiao Yueyue loses her temper later, don't blame me for being a brother."
After carrying Xiao Yueyue out, Han Mufeng heard it and gave a wink to Boy Fang, "Lead the way."
As soon as Han Mufeng and his friends turned to the corner, Yang Yi and Lan Shuqing got off the intersection. It was so dangerous!
He took Han Mufeng for half a circle and walked around the door on the other side into Badayuan. There was a large open tea room on this section of the road, and there were two tables of people drinking tea and chatting.
"Let's tell me if you can meet Miss Yue, the owner of the villa tonight?"
"I find it difficult."
"The only one who can let Miss Yue greet her in person today is Zhou Yiling."
"No, if you want to talk about honor and talent, I'm afraid that only one of you can see Miss Yue."
"I heard that there are lamp fans on the boat tonight. If you guess, you can draw a lottery. You may draw a bet with Miss Yue."
"Good bet, have you heard of it? This lady from the owner of the manor never lost the dice."
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Listening to these comments, Fang Qingxuan put on his forehead and wanted to help Xiao Yueyue. Now, what would happen to the emperor when he heard this rumor?
"Master, you go to Yueyuan by yourself, and I suddenly remembered that there was something wrong." Fang Qingxuan slipped faster than a rabbit. Since the emperor did not reveal his identity here, he did not pay attention to the way of the monarch and the ministers.
When he heard other people's comments, especially when Lan Yue was so special to Zhou Yiling, Han Mufeng said that he had no idea, then he was not the emperor. He immediately felt dispelled by jealousy when he saw his lover's enthusiasm. Now he was ruthless to bring up the people who were talking nonsense and Zhou Yiling for execution.
Where is the figure of chrysanthemums sent from the palace in Yueyuan?
Han Mufeng didn't have to say anything, and he glanced at Xiao Zhu and Li Li in a cold manner, and they immediately knelt down.
"Master, I ordered people to place all the flowers in the yard, and they were arranged well, why didn't they go away?"
"Master, I was there at that time, really."
The flowers given by kindness are not grateful to the people, and the discussions I heard outside just now are so different to Zhou Yiling. And that day, Lan Yue loved the flowers given by Zhou so much, and she was jealous.
Lan Yue was listening to Aunt Wan and Jin Yezi report on the situation in the village garden, and the door was suddenly pushed open.
Han Mufeng thought he would see something when the door opened, but he was afraid of seeing something. It turned out that the girl was just discussing things with Aunt Wan.
Lan Yue glanced at the person with a slanted face. This person is always like a ghost, and his whole body is dark at a young age. Then he changed his mind, let's just be dark, what's the matter with me?
After Aunt Wan left the hall at the right time, Han Mufeng walked in, and his face was stinking and he didn't say a word.
Cold face against cold face.
Lan Yue's dress today is combined with her indifference to him, and she is simply a fusion of ice and fire, cold and gorgeous.
When she thought of her dress so brightly and charmingly, she cared so much about Zhou Yiling, but she moved all the flowers he sent without leaving any pots. Han Mufeng's pupils quickly surged with red anger, his teeth clattered, and his fists were clenched. He wanted to burst out and vent his anger! He was going to lock her in his arms. Within the range he could control, she could not be moved by any man except him. Even if he gave someone a little more eyes, he would not want to!
On one side, he was furious and the only remaining reason was telling him that he should not be impulsive, he should penetrate slowly and proceed step by step...
Han Mufeng took a deep breath to suppress the fire in his heart.
Whoever is moved will lose, so it is the Dog Emperor who breaks the silence.
"Yue, am I wrong?"
Lan Yue raised her eyes and thought to herself, you are wrong everywhere! But she just raised her eyes, and didn't want to say much, nor did she want to live in the same room with him, so she went out.
An ordinary person is almost a martial arts person. Han Mufeng knew that he would vomit when he touched her. He couldn't reach out to pull her, so he could only close the door quickly.
“Get out of here!”
"No!"
His expression of not speaking, and his expression of being ruthless with a ruthless look on his face, Lan Yue was scared. No matter what, she should not offend this person tonight, and let her pass it over, otherwise her own father will be there.
"If you have something, tell me." Turning around to the window, Lan Yue didn't look at the hatred face.
"Don't the flowers like it?"
"dislike."
"what do you like?"
"It has nothing to do with you, don't have any expectations of me."
Han Mufeng approached step by step, and Lan Yue had to retreat, always keeping more than three steps away from him. His hand was raised in the air and never fell to her.
"Miss, Miss..." Liuying shouted outside the door, she was stopped by small steps and could not come in.
Lan Yue went to open the door and knew that something was wrong, but Han Mufeng didn't stop him this time.
"Miss, there is a guest turntable in the gambling room that turns to the gear that lets you play the piano."
This is the lucky turntable made by Lan Yue. She nodded to Liuying, then went out to go to the tea lounge on the second floor through the zigzag wooden staircase.
She would not show up without showing up. The terrain of Yueyuan is relatively high, and you can hear it on the second floor, swaying the Qin and playing the Qin in the entire villa.
Han Mufeng followed and naturally sat in front of her.
Lan Yue endured that for the sake of the villa's business, she did not care about the person in front of her. After trying the audition, she gave a song of laughter. As long as she was willing to play it, as long as it was not a song in this dynasty, it would be very fresh and beautiful. Moreover, this song is a free and casual song that can stand the test.
When the melodious and heroic piano sounded in every corner of the villa, the mundane things in everyone's heart instantly drifted out of the sky and disappeared...
Every time Han Mufeng saw Lan Yue, he had a different feeling. She was a treasure for him, and no matter how much she dug it out, the girl playing the piano was cold, noble, focused, and even the wind-moving hair was so charming. He looked at her intently, only her in his eyes and only the piano sound in his ears, and he didn't realize everything around him.
With the time of the music, the songs were over, but the people who listened to the music in the villa were unsatisfied. They always thought of another song, but after waiting and waiting, the piano still did not play again.
Chapter completed!