Suddenly, the crowd surged, and He Lianyi suddenly looked back. If he hadn't realized that this woman was Mo Yan, he would have seen her almost as a lily. It was just Lily's eyes, not as bright and clear as hers.

The crowd watched Mo Yi slowly walk to the ornamental pavilion on the first floor and sit down. Snow-white gauze was hanging around the gazebo, and a vermilion bead curtain hung on it.

A gust of wind passed through the window sill, the blowing gauze fluttered, and the bead curtain collided, making a crunchy sound.

Mo Yan's blue silk draped on his back fluttered in the wind, and even the veil was lifted slightly, and the fascinating face was looming. In front of her was a long-lost phoenix harp, her eyes narrowed slightly, her curled eyelashes covering her eyes, and she glanced at the harp in front of her.

"What a beautiful piano!" Mo Yan thought.

Her slender fingers fell on the strings involuntarily, gently hooked, and then dropped gently, graceful and charming, and melodious and comfortable.

This is a piece of music they have never heard before, and it is evoked by the sound of the piano, as if it were a magical creature. There are even hundreds of people in the restaurant, but even the sound of falling needles can be heard.

He Lianyi listened to Mo Yitan's tune, his deep eyes grew dim, and a strange feeling spread in his heart. At this moment, he regrets using this woman to assassinate Xiao Yan!

Mo Yan didn't pay attention to the expressions of these people. Although she was a killer in this life, she has a strong interest in rhythm and art of war.

Fiddled with the strings carefully, Shen invaded in the sound of the piano, recalling her favorite song "Chrysanthemum Terrace".

The steward who was blocked in the crowd took the crowd out of the crowd, and looked curiously towards Mo Yan, frowning tightly, and said, "What does this girl Lily mean? I sent the girl to send a message." Speaking of it, now I am in front of everyone again. Is it because I want to play a show of sedition? But it is not necessary! Forget it, as long as people come! Otherwise, the old man is really not easy to explain ! "

Seeing this, he said loudly: "Everyone, since Lily Girl is here, then please follow the rules of previous years. We still use the hour to calculate. Lily Girl has only one hour ..."

The words didn't end, and a guest familiar with the process suddenly shouted, "I'm half a million!"

Mo Yan heard 500,000 pounds back suddenly, Qin Yin suddenly stopped. The audience thought that Lily was dissatisfied with the offer, and one of them suddenly stood up and shouted, "Sixty-two thousand!"

Mo Yan was pulled back to his thoughts by "six hundred thousand two hundred", and continued to hold the piano, listening to their bargain! But her heart couldn't calm down at the moment.

These men, just to stay with a woman for an hour, still can't see her face, only by their own imagination, that this lily is a beauty of all the country, and even gave her the name of a fairy.

If it is in this age of looking at the world! It's going to go uphill! Hundreds of thousands of Internet celebrities live streamed down! Unexpectedly, in ancient times, making money was so easy! It is just a hundred silver flowers.

Someone soon shouted, "700,000!"

"Eight hundred thousand two!"

Listening to the higher number in the past month, Mo Yan really cast the five bodies admired by Lily to the ground.

Until someone shouted, "My son is 10 million yuan!"

There was a sigh of sigh in the audience. Ten million two, this is placed in the homes of ordinary people, enough to eat them in a lifetime! Mo Yan was also curious. She was looking back, but received the cold look of Helien Wing, and her heart tightened:

"Is it the son of this population, or is it Xiao Xiao that Wuyi told me just now? The man I want to assassinate is him?"

Looking back, Mo Yan still calmly stroking the piano, Wu Yan nodded to her, Mo Yan's mouth drew, his voice sounded like a silver bell, especially pleasant,

Your tears, wounds in weakness,

The pale moon crooks, catching the past

The night is too long to condense into frost

Who is the cold despair in the attic

...

The chrysanthemum hurts your smile yellowishly

Whispering and intestinal lie quietly

Beifeng Chaoye Weiyang your shadow is constantly cutting

Leave me alone in the lake ...

There was a song, someone in the audience covered his face and wiped his tears, and some were full of sadness. He Lianyi and Xiao Zhai fixed their eyes on Mo Yan's gloomy eyes, which were completely different from hers.

Mo Yan is also very curious, why after she sings this song, her body is somewhat out of her control ...

Suddenly her eyes widened, and Cheng Liang was in her eyes. Is she not dead yet?

This terrible idea suddenly came to mind, and Mo was startled.

She sat up sharply, raised her skirt, and ran towards the third floor, Helian Wing. If this nine lady is not dead, her soul is likely to be squeezed out by her original body! If that's the case, then where will she find another good-looking corpse to return to her soul?

When the man asking for 10 million saw this, a wink blocked Mo's way,

"Lily, my son is waiting for you upstairs."

"Let's go!" Mo Yan said angrily.

"Girl Lily, we've already given out the money. In this hour, your freedom is not up to you! Please!"

Mo Yan Yuguang glanced at Helian Wing upstairs, seeing that he was still watching here without movement, thinking of Wu Yan, their purpose today had to stop, followed the man to the third floor, and entered "凛"The word Yajian.

Xiao Zhai watched the door close slowly and asked Helien Wing by her side,

"Ms. Mo, is she okay?"

Helianyi glanced at Xiao Zhai with a cold eye: "What do you say?" After asking, he looked at Wu Di behind him, "Have you accounted for her?"

Wudi returned, "Yes, Lord. But ..."

"Say!"

"Miss Nine, she robbed while on fire, and asked her subordinate for something in exchange."

"What?"

"Token of King Jingfu!"

After hearing Wu Yan's words, Helian Yi clenched his fists, he knew that this woman would not have agreed to his request so easily! Want King Wang's Token? Want to slip out?

If she knew that the person who had assassinated them yesterday was sent by the third aunt of General Jiang's Mansion, would she not remember the token of King Jing's Mansion! Thinking of slipping out of Jingwang Mansion!

Taking a deep breath, turned back to Yajian, sat opposite Xiao Zhai, listening to the movement in the next room.

The guests standing in the lobby on the first floor looked at the third floor with regret, and couldn't help sighing.

After finally waiting for Lily, he was invited to the third floor elegant room in a blink of an eye. If they change to someone else, maybe they will find a shopkeeper to discuss it, but Lily is on the third floor. People who can afford the third floor are either the wealthy or the royal family, and they can only dumb to eat Coptis chinensis.

Mo Yan stood alone in the “凛” word room, and the door suddenly moved. She turned sharply and looked towards the door, only to see a tall figure blocking her vision.

Looking up, the man was dressed in silk, the robe was covered with gold hem, and the dragon was flying. He had a good piece of white jade, sheep fat, and jade pendant on his waist, and he had a emerald green folding fan in his slender hands.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and under a pair of sword eyebrows, a pair of dark eyes made people look, a chill on his back.

Mo Yan looked at his handsome face with a smile, and said, "This is what Xiao Yan said without a word, right?"

Seeing this, she hurriedly bowed down and saluted: "My son."

Xiao Yan stepped forward and closed the folding fan, pointing at Mo Yan's jaw, forcing Mo Yan to look up at him.

"My son, you hurt me." Mo Yan's tender voice came.

Xiao Xuan took a moment, took back the folding fan in his hand, and smiled at Mo Xun: "Girl Lily, I haven't seen it for a year, will I forget it next?"

"How did Lily forget her son?"

Xiao Yan glanced at Mo Yan, and laughed evilly, motioning her to sit with him. Mo Yan noticed, took the jug on the table, poured a glass of wine, and fell in front of Xiao Yuan. "My son, it was Lily's negligence, so he should pay the son's sin, and Lily should do it first."

Mo Yan raised his head and drank it, then added a cup for Xiao Yan and handed it to him. Seeing Xiao He staring at the glass hesitated, Mo Yan scolded Xiao Xiao in his heart, and picked up the wine for Xiao Yue, pouring it into his mouth.

Before he was next to the wine glass, Xiao Yan's folding fan stopped Mo Yan's hand, and his eyes looked at her: "You are not a lily!"

Mo hesitated for a moment, and chuckled, "Hehe, the son will really laugh, if I am not Lily, how dare you enter the son's room?"

Xiao Yan took the wine from Mo Yan's hands and squinted at her fingers. Lily's fingers he had seen. Her little finger was burnt because of a fire, so she kept hiding behind a string of beads. That scald, and although this woman is very similar to Lily's appearance, her eyes are smarter, clearer and simpler than Lily's.