Unexpectedly, he didn't attract Ye Qingming, but instead let Ye Qingming beat Xiang Feimo.

Xiang Feimo shook his head, stood with his teeth gritted, his eyes glowing with determination.

Although, this was originally a strategy, but he still didn't want to bow down to the lustful emperor.

Yan Huan looked at his expression, a trace of entanglement flashed in his eyes, and finally turned and left.

In the depths of Hundred Flowers, there was just a rhythmic pop...

And Xiang Feimo's silent muffled voice deliberately.

Ye Qingming came to Zhuohua's palace. By coincidence, Zhuohua had just moved the piano under the pear blossom tree.

Under the original pear tree, there was only one stone, round and smooth.

Normally, when Zhuo Hua was alone, he sat on the stone mountain and quietly played the piano.

Ever since Ye Qingming got used to listening to the piano, he set up a stone table under the pear blossom tree.

Ye Qingming sat down habitually.

"The minister thought that your majesty would not come!"

Zhuo Hua gave a slight hint, and the scorched guqin was resting on his knees.

"Why won't you come?"

Ye Qingming smiled and asked him back.

"After all, Xiang Feimo's piano art is obvious to all!"

Zhuohua's fingers gently moved on the strings twice.

"But... I don't think it's as good as you!"

After Ye Qingming finished speaking, he picked up a cup on the table.

This cup has no lid. The pear petals have fallen into the cup. She picked up the cup and took a sip.

It has the fragrance of tea and the fragrance of pear petals.

When Zhuohua heard these words from her, her heart trembled slightly, and the piano on her knees almost fell off.

He stretched out his fingers, held on to the piano, and began to play quietly.

The petals of the pear flew up, hovering around the two, with a beautiful artistic conception.

"Your Majesty... the Spirit King, please see you!"

At this moment, a servant walked up to her and spoke softly in his ear.

"not see!"

Ye Qingming didn't need to think about it, knowing that Ye Changge must have come for Xiang Feimo.

"His Royal Highness Spirit King..."

After the waiter's shout, Ye Changge knelt in front of Ye Qingming within a short while.

The sound of Zhuohua's piano also stopped abruptly.

"The minister is reckless! I hope your majesty will punish me, but I just hope that your majesty can forgive Xiang Feimo's life."

Ye Changge knelt on the ground, and said such an attack all at once.

"If you know recklessness, just retreat! If you make a mistake once, you won't be punished!"

Ye Qingming narrowed his eyes, and continued to hold up his teacup and drank.

"Your Majesty... Xiang Feimo... He..."

Ye Changge said intermittently, probably in a hurry, and didn't know how to use his words.

"Xiang Feimo... This dare, just playing the piano is acceptable, so he feels like he is superior? I have already planned to hand him over to Wei Changqing."

Ye Qingming's words were just finished, and Ye Changge's expression turned pale after just a brush.

"Your Majesty must not, although Wei Changqing is a brave and wise man, but in private, the man who treats him is cruel and cruel. If Xiang Feimo really gets into her hands, he will definitely be dead. If the emperor is true If you want to give Xiang Feimo to others, give it to the courtier sister! The courtier sister hasn't asked the emperor for a few years, and now she has such a small wish, and begged the emperor to fulfill it!"