Quick wear: cannon fodder is a bit strong

Today, as soon as Xuanyuan Yao entered the "Jun Yue Lai" teahouse, he felt that someone was watching him.

He was startled in his heart, but his face remained calm.

He still exudes the gentle temperament of a wealthy young man with a cheerful face.

This has been Xuanyuan Yao's protective color for so many years.

In fact, ever since his mother passed away and his maternal family suffered misfortune, Xuanyuan Yao has never been carefree again.

The open and covert attacks in the palace and the constant teachings of the Grand Tutor over the years had long made him realize that he could act mediocre and cowardly and thus be scolded by his father and squeezed out by his brothers.

But if he performs well and is motivated, he might even lose his life.

So, for all these years, if the emperor didn't allow him to attend court, he wouldn't attend court, and if he didn't allow him to do anything, he wouldn't do anything. Quan acted like a rich young man and walked around the capital.

Wherever there is delicious food or fun things to do in Beijing, he is the first to arrive.

This "Jun Yue Lai" teahouse is a good place he recently discovered. He has been here for a few days, and he doesn't know which brother has set his sights on him?

Will he come up with another excuse tomorrow to get his father to scold him? Xuanyuan Yao thought about it, and sneered inwardly. But he strode up to the third floor.

The layout of "Junyuelai" is that the first floor is the lobby, which has the lowest consumption; the second floor has private rooms, which are semi-isolated by tall green plants; the third floor has private rooms, each with a name and unique characteristics.

Xuanyuan Yao recently booked the "Listening Pavilion" on the third floor.

There is indeed a woman who plays the guzheng and is very valuable here, but the function is contrary to its name. This room has the best sound insulation.

No matter what kind of sound is going on inside, no sound can be heard outside.

Xuanyuan Yao really liked the woman's guzheng, and he particularly liked its intimate design, which gave him an inexplicable sense of security. Besides, the tea here was indeed delicious, with a refreshing sweetness that he couldn't find anywhere else.

Nan Xi said, how could the taste not be special?

She had blessed all the tea leaves on the third floor with her wood-type powers. Not only did they taste delicious, but they were also incredibly refreshing.

Xuanyuan Yao drank tea while listening to the woman playing the guzheng behind a curtain.

But he could tell after just a few notes.

The woman today is a different person.

Although they both wore veils and had slim figures, their music styles were completely different.

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One is gentle and graceful, the other is strong and unyielding, they cannot be compared.

Apparently, the woman playing the piano had no intention of concealing this fact. It wasn't until the end of the passionate piece "Ambush from All Sides" that Xuanyuan Yao clapped his hands.

"Miss Ah Zhu's song today was truly astonishing. I wonder if I could have the honor of speaking with you today?"

His voice was contemptuous, and he made no secret of his identity during his conversation.

Nan Xi couldn't help but feel a little more emotional: After all, he is the prince who has been trained as the crown prince for many years, so his mind and courage are still quite good.

Xuanyuan Yao thought that since the other party knew his whereabouts, they naturally knew his identity. And since he could replace Miss Ah Zhu, his identity and background were naturally not to be underestimated.

Moreover, he had just heard murderousness and tragedy in the music of the piano, but these murderousness and tragedy were not directed at him. It seemed that they had their own deeper meanings, so instead of trying hard to cover them up, it would be better to be honest with him.

However, when he saw Nan Xi taking off her veil and walking slowly towards her, he was still stunned.

This, this woman is so beautiful.

His black hair was like clouds, his eyes were like stars, and his temperament was noble. He was a prince, yet he gave off the illusion that he couldn't be looked at directly. But his appearance seemed somewhat familiar.

"General Nan's granddaughter Nan Xi greets His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Nan Xi bowed to the Crown Prince and smiled at him.

Xuanyuan Yao suddenly realized: "You, you are Xier?

He said he felt familiar. The Crown Prince had seen Nan Xi before, especially when he was a child. Grand Tutor Zhou had taken him on tours and hosted banquets at various mansions while he was still young and inconspicuous.

Of course, I have also seen the cute, smart and active little Nan Xi.

The Crown Prince was a few years older than Nan Xi, and knowing that both Nan Xi's parents had passed away, he couldn't help but feel a sense of sympathy. After all, since his mother's death, it was almost the same whether he had a father or not.

So the little prince at that time treated Nan Xi as his little sister. Whenever he saw her, he would hug her and play with her.

But as the situation got worse, the prince was afraid that he would bring trouble to the Nan family, so he tried to avoid suspicion when they met, and they gradually became estranged.

It was unbelievable that a girl would change so much when she grew up. The little girl from the past had now grown into a stunning beauty. When he heard that Xier was already married, a trace of sadness flashed across Xuanyuan Yao's eyes.

The original owner had actually long forgotten the prince brother who had taken her out to play. However, Nan Xi pulled it out of her memory and immediately said with a smile:

"Isn't it me? It's hard for the prince to still remember Xier."

"Xier, is there something wrong with you to see your brother?" Although the prince's expression was a little relaxed, he also knew that Nan Xi was not meeting him this time to reminisce with him.

Since we are old friends, there is no need to beat around the bush.