"Yin Luzhu, how do you need me to help you?"
The conversation changed and Ji Yanchen suddenly asked.
Yin Luzhu was slightly stunned. She raised her eyes and slowly looked at the man. His words seemed to be lingering in her mind: Yin Luzhu, how do you need me to help you?
"Let Gu Tingyue fall in love with me and be devoted to me."
"..." Hearing this, Ji Yanchen's face turned a little ugly. He sarcastically said: "You are not polite. What do you think I am? Let him love you and he will love you!"
"Then don't you have any medicine that can make him completely devoted to me and not hesitate to turn against the King of Southern Xinjiang?"
"No." Ji Yanchen said with a cold face, stood up and walked out.
Looking at his temper that was worse than that of a dog, Yin Luzhu gritted his teeth, he was really difficult to get along with.
Yin Luzhu came to the bed and lay down, having a good night's sleep.
The next day, just after dawn, she got up from the bed.
Yin Luzhu came to the bronze mirror and dressed himself up again.
After a long time, she looked at herself in the mirror, nodded with satisfaction, and then climbed out of the wall with Qingluo.
I heard that today Gu Tingyue will go to the Buddhist temple on the mountain to fast for three days. This is what he has insisted on every year for these years.
Underneath the Buddhist temple is a huge lake, facing the Buddhist temple on the top of the mountain across the water. In the lake, there are nine-curved bridges, painted boats, green water and red carp around the hook rails, and a lotus leaf with dew horns is growing vigorously, spreading to the other side. Go up to the willow embankment on the shore.
The thin water flows low and the gurgling rhyme lingers, and the beauty of southern Xinjiang can be fully explained in an instant.
Gu Tingyue was sitting on the boat when she suddenly heard a burst of melodious music.
He was a little surprised, "Who is playing?"
Duan Feng looked around the water and shook his head, "I didn't see anyone. This waterway is the only way to go to the Buddhist temple. Whoever played such a melodious sound should be punished with blasphemy."
Gu Tingyue listened to the music for a moment, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his lips. He said, "Let's dock the boat first."
After getting off the boat, he searched for the sound all the way. Deep in the forest, he saw a woman in plain clothes sitting on a blue stone, playing the harp to the lake.
The carved paulownia wood guqin was placed on her lap, her white jade fingers were flying up and down between the strings, her red lips were slightly open, and a few unknown petals were falling down, reaching the skirt of her skirt, making her look like a celestial being.
The sound of the piano is even more intoxicating.
Even in Yindu City, I have never heard such an intoxicating sound.
He quietly looked at the person with his back turned to him, only to feel that that figure was inexplicably familiar.
Just when Gu Tingyue was thinking that she had seen it somewhere, the sound of the piano suddenly stopped.
The man picked up Qin, turned around leisurely, and in an instant, their eyes met.
Gu Tingyue's pupils narrowed, "Miss Yin Wan?"
Yin Luzhu seemed to be frightened and hurriedly wanted to cover his face, but felt that he was just deceiving himself and others, so he simply gave up.
She walked up with Qin in her arms and bowed slightly to Gu Tingyue, "Greetings to the Crown Prince."
Gu Tingyue looked at her, and saw that her skin was better than snow, and her eyes were like a pool of clear water. As she looked at her, she had an elegant and noble temperament that made people attracted by her, feeling ashamed and not daring to blaspheme.
But the cold and proud movement is quite charming and captivating, and it makes people unable to help but be haunted.
Involuntarily, Gu Tingyue was stunned.
As if he was afraid that his son would lose his etiquette, Duan Feng coughed lightly, and then he came back to his senses.
"Miss Yin, why are you here?"
