My bamboo horse is a broken sleeve

Oops!Uncle Han misunderstood!Is this okay?Don't make trouble!Mu Yuning was a little flustered, so he hurriedly went down to Han Yu, and explained with a low smile, "Oh, Han Yu, it's not what you think! I was joking! Upstairs is the Accord, and that girl Wan Jun is different from you. These rouge vulgar fans, don't think about it!"

Just when Han Yan hadn't made up his mind whether to believe Mu Yuning's cunning, he had already pushed him upstairs——

"Oh, let's go, let's make sure your eyes will shine when you see Miss Wanjun!"

When passing by Lu Bingwen, seeing his sad face, I don't know what he was struggling with, and he leaned weakly on the railing, probably going crazy from hunger.

It wasn't until Han Yan's figure disappeared at the corner of the corridor that Xue Yingfeng snorted angrily, and then she was willing to look away her angrily, straightened her clothes, and then went upstairs again.

……

"Miss Wanjun." As soon as he reached the door, Mu Yuning couldn't wait.

"Is Mr. Mu here?" A gentle voice came from behind the beaded curtain.

Several people went in together with Mu Yuning, only to see a young woman in Tsing Yi walking towards her with lotus steps. Eye-catching, a faint scent of incense lingers throughout the room.

Take a closer look at the girl Wanjun who Mu Yuning is full of praise for, her eyebrows are like a crescent moon, her nose is like a jade yao, and she has a pair of phoenix eyes and a sweet smile on her melon seed face.Three thousand blue silks are loosely tied up with hair bands, and a butterfly hairpin is inserted obliquely. Every gesture reveals a bit of dignity and elegance. It really looks like a lotus flower that emerges from the mud and is not stained. It can maintain a sense of elegance in this land of smoke and willows. So clean.It's just that her complexion is a little haggard, but compared to other rouge and vulgar fans, she is a little more noble.

Mu Yuning had always been alone when he came to look for her, but today he brought someone else with him. Seeing Han Yu and the others, Wan Jun showed a slight surprise, but it was fleeting, and then smiled sweetly and said: "Young masters. Please sit down, if you gentlemen don't dislike it, the little girl is willing to play a piece of music to cheer you up."

"Very good, very good. I haven't heard Miss Wanjun's wonderful piano sound for a long time. My ears, but I miss it very much!" Talking and laughing, Mu Yuning hurriedly pulled Lu Bingwen to sit down, and introduced him to him with great interest. Get up, "This is the famous drunkenness of Shihualou, as long as you take a sip, it feels as if you are drunk in a gentle town..." However, Lu Bingwen interrupted him boringly——

"I don't like drinking."

"Okay, okay, then you eat, you eat!" Mu Yuning said angrily, raised his hand and moved three or two plates to Lu Bingwen's side, "here, jujube cake, osmanthus cake, chestnut cake... eat slowly you!"

Lu Bingwen glanced at Mu Hongning bitterly, knowing that the world eats the most, so he didn't intend to make trouble with his stomach, and stopped bickering with him, just picked up a piece of chestnut cake and tasted it gracefully...

But at this moment, I suddenly heard the melodious sound of the piano, singing softly——

How much lotus root and silk are there?Lian Xin knows who is suffering.

The two flowers are tender and tender, they are just children of the old family.

God has promised!I don't even teach baldness, life and death.Sunset was speechless.

In the smoke of thanking guests, the Xiangfei River is not a heartbroken place.

The Xianglian dream is good, in the middle of the Ganoderma lucidum, looking forward to the present and the past.

The sea is dry and the rocks are rotten. Love is there, and I hate not to bury the loess.

The acacia tree, fleeting years, was mistaken by the west wind for no reason.Lanzhou stays short.

Afraid to come back again with wine, the red clothes are half off, lying in the wind and rain in a mess.

At the end of a song, the lingering sound lingers deeply, making it hard for the listener to wake up.It seems to have witnessed the tragic love tragedy of two lovers.

"Okay—" Mu Yuning raised his hand and was about to applaud, but was interrupted by Lu Bingwen...

"What a song "Ask the Lotus Root"."

Mu Hongning only knew that Wan Jun sang well, but how could she know what she was singing, and felt a little unhappy when Lu Bingwen robbed her of the words.

Wan Jun played and sang this song for countless times, but Lu Bingwen was the first person who could name the song she sang without thinking.

"Does the young master know this song?"

Before Lu Bingwen could open his mouth, Mu Yuning rushed to answer: "Hey~ he is a nerd, I guess there is nothing in the world that he doesn't know about." A bit sour, although it is not easy to be noticed.

Naturally, Lu Bingwen didn't want to pay attention to him, and his mind was deeply attracted by Wan Jun's sad and mournful voice... He was already sentimental, but when he heard Wan Jun sing this song, he couldn't help but think of her life experience...

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