Yu Qingjia and Murong Yan were in a stalemate for a while, and finally each took a step back. Murong Yan let go of the book, and Yu Qingjia also got up from the desk.

Once he got the things, Yu Qingjia immediately hugged the scroll tightly, for fear that Murong Yan would **** it back if he didn't believe what he said. He's totally up to it.

It can't be blamed for Yu Qingjia being on the verge of a big enemy. Murong Yan has a lot of criminal records. He never feels that as long as the promise is made, he will keep it. As long as the situation is favorable, he can unilaterally modify or even overturn the agreement at any time. In fact, although Murong Yan has a low moral bottom line, he is not too boring to read the girl's diary. If it were someone else, even if it was spread out in front of him, Murong Yan would not bother to glance at it. He just accidentally opened the book and saw the words written by Yu Qingjia on it, and then suddenly realized that he knew nothing about the original Yu Qingjia. Before he appeared, he didn't know who Yu Qingjia met or what he experienced.

Murong Yan didn't like this feeling very much. His desire to control is far more serious than he shows. If he likes something, he will possess it, and if he can't get it, he will destroy it. Even if destroyed, he will not let his belongings fall into the hands of others. Obviously, Yu Qingjia is now classified as "his" by Murong Yan.

Because of Murong Yan's beautiful appearance and clear voice, he is quite indistinguishable from male and female, so people have said that he has a beautiful voice and looks like a woman since he was a child. Murong Yan's martial arts and martial arts are excellent, and he has a ruthless personality, especially good at fighting, but this kind of voice is still repeated repeatedly. In fact, Murong Yan also knew that those people in Yecheng dared not say anything in front of him, but privately they felt that as a man, he was too beautiful.

One can imagine how violent Murong Yan must have been when he agreed to go to Qingzhou as a woman. When he first arrived in Guangling, he was still wearing neutral Hu clothes, and he refused to change into women's clothes, which was a kind of resistance. Yu Qingjia bumped into him at this stage, and someone brought him up to rub him, so of course Murong Yan would not be soft-hearted. Yu Qingjia was annoyed and cried several times, but next time she would take the initiative to provoke her, the more frustrated she became, the more courageous she became.

It's probably the same reason as a martyr's fear of her husband, gradually, Murong Yan also got used to Yu Qingjia's existence. Later, when they returned to Yanzhou, they were suddenly attacked. Murong Yan escaped in a narrow escape by using Yu Qingjia's cover-up, but at the same time, it was a wake-up call for him. Murong Yan clearly understands that he is still fleeing to the end of the world, and his uncle will hunt and kill him at any cost.

Winners and losers, the strong prey on the weak, Murong Yan thinks this is how the world should be. He could watch the old and weak children being squeezed out in the jungle, and when the same cold law of competition fell on him, Murong Yan was only surprised and accepted it smoothly. Either die or endure, this decision is not difficult to make.

At the Inn in Xisong Town, Murong Yan changed into a long skirt with wide sleeves and a knee-length curtain. In fact, the upper jacket and lower skirt are more suitable for concealing identity. Both men and women of the Han nationality respect the ancient ritual of upper jacket and lower skirt, and the sleeves and skirts are all wide. Putting on such loose clothes, the man's bones are well covered, and Murong Yan's face is indistinguishable, apart from the fact that he is much taller than ordinary women, nothing else can be seen.

Apart from some eccentric people who like to dress up strangely, the orthodox Chinese style dresses are very similar to men and women, but women's dresses are more fancy, and their skirts are often in intercolor skirts. Murong Yan was in the filial age, and he also sneered at these fancy things, so Murong Yan's clothes were mostly plain and white. Women who have not left the court should not have their hair tied up, and their hair should hang down naturally. Murong Yan only needs to tie up his hair, and he is still stepping on the edge of being suitable for men and women. As long as he is not approached by others and preconceived, few people will suspect in this direction.

Murong Yan covered herself tightly, and also did not expose a single strand of Yu Qingjia's hair. There are many hardships along the way from Qingzhou to Yanzhou, Murong Yan has to be careful of the pursuers behind him, and he has to take care of Yu Qingjia. When he arrived in Yanzhou, Murong Yan's patience with Yu Qingjia had been tempered to an unprecedented level. However, when Yu Qingjia casually talked about his marriage in Wuliang Temple, Murong Yan felt as if his territory had been violated, and his emotions almost lost control.

Being used to him and accepted by him is not a good thing. Murong Yan thought to himself, he gave her a chance. It was once that Shanlin met two assassins, once he fell ill in Wuliang Temple, and once he came back after killing Liao Zheng and took the initiative to expose his identity.

Among them, if Yu Qingjia escaped once, she would be able to escape. But Yu Qingjia didn't, so even if she didn't want to, she would have to endure his control for the rest of her life.

Yu Qingjia looked at Murong Yan out of the corner of his eyes, took the things away like a thief, and then fiddled in the inner room for a long time. Murong Yan dismissed it, and of course let her go. When Yu Qingjia came out, she looked at Murong Yan still full of vigilance.

What did Yu Qingjia think of, and asked: "Tomorrow I'm going to the Prince Yingchuan's mansion for a banquet. He sent a special post. All the sisters are going. I can't shirk it. Do you want to go?"

There are too many people around Murong Xu who know him well, Murong Yan's last night visit to Yingchuan Prince's Mansion was already an adventure, how could he ask for trouble this time. Murong Yan shook his head, and Yu Qingjia was not surprised by the result. Last time, Murong Yan attracted King Yingchuan to investigate personally, now that the news has finally passed, there is really no need for Murong Yan to take this risk.

After the two finished speaking, they both fell silent, and Murong Yan couldn't help thinking that this was probably the first time since April that Yu Qingjia had left him to act alone. She'd meet new people, talk to other people, but couldn't show up when she wanted him.

Murong Yan has always known what he has lost and what he will gain in the future, but his desire for revenge has never been as strong as it is now.

In fact, not only Murong Yan, but Yu Qingjia also felt a little uncomfortable when boarding the car alone the next day.

Murong Yan's temper is annoying, but he has a strong sense of presence. Now that there is suddenly nothing around him, Yu Qingjia herself feels awkward.

When the king of Yingchuan came, the governor of Gaoping County vacated the largest garden in the city for Murong Xu to stay temporarily. At this time, fighting for wealth is the norm, and the gardens that can be turned into palaces will not be shabby. Yu Qingjia and the others came all the way with exotic flowers and plants, competing for their beauty. It was obviously late autumn, and it was unknown where King Yingchuan found so many fresh flowers. People who came and went were all amazed.

There were already many people in the banquet hall. As soon as many young girls from the Yu family appeared on the stage, they immediately attracted a lot of attention. Unlike Yu Qingjia, the other girls in the Yu family have lived in Gaoping County for a long time and accumulated their social circle early on. However, Yu Qingjia lost her mother when she was ten years old. After two years of troubles at home, she had no time to go out to manage contacts. Later, she She went to Qingzhou with Yu Wenjun, and she just came back now, so she didn't know most of the faces present. As soon as the sisters of the Yu family entered the hall, acquaintances immediately came over to say hello, chatting and laughing in their ears, but Yu Qingjia stood where she was, which was unavoidably strange.

Among them, Yu Qingya is the most beautiful, she is blessed by the system, some time ago there were many new designs, every time there is a banquet, Yu Qingya's jewelry is the newest. Gradually, Yu Qingya's name spread among the ladies of the aristocratic family, and many girls knew her.

Along the way, people kept greeting Yu Qingya with smiles, so that Yu Qingya had to stop several times. After walking for a long time in a short distance, Yu Qingya gave the sisters an apologetic look, but in a blink of an eye, she went to talk to different girls in high spirits, exchanging pleasantries endlessly. Yu Qingjia raised her eyebrows amusedly, and the other Yu family girls couldn't help whispering to each other, rolling their eyes at Yu Qingya's pretentious gesture.

King Yingchuan hadn't appeared yet, so the atmosphere in the banquet hall was very free. Here, three bright halls have been opened, the place is extremely tall and spacious, the windows and doors on both sides have also been removed, and curtains of various colors have been replaced with bead curtains. Outside the banquet hall is a lake. There is a small island in the center of the lake. The surrounding pavilions are dotted on the water like birds, connected by winding corridors. The sun shines on the lake, and the sparkling breeze blows slowly. Many people feel the beauty of this garden, and they all go to the lake for an outing.

Those who remained in the banquet hall did not sit idle. Murong Xu deliberately created momentum this time, and his handwriting was great. In the room, there were all kinds of musical instruments such as playing chess, holding a lance, throwing pots, and even Qinse, pipa, etc. There was also a pen, ink and inkstone by the window. As long as you feel the beauty of the scenery, you can splash ink at any time.

Yu Qingjia was at a loss for what to do in such a lively environment. The easternmost house is close to the lake, where many people sat and chatted, wrote poems and odes, while on the other side there was a burst of applause, as if a group of aristocratic men were throwing pots. Sanniang, a member of the Yu family, thought that Yu Qingjia was restrained, so she dragged her to watch the pitching pot. There are many people around the throwing pot. The throwing pot can be traced back to the pre-Qin period, and it has elements of etiquette. It is regarded as the cultivation of a gentleman, so there are many people who are good at throwing the pot. Tossing the pot looks very simple, just throw the wooden arrow in your hand into the pot, but these aristocratic lords are born noble, pampered, they have been proficient in civil and martial arts since childhood, and their vision has been honed extremely high. What they pursue is not the shot, but the beauty of the shot.

This is what happened to the gentleman who was throwing the pot now. He threw the wooden arrow in his hand, and the wooden arrow bounced in the copper pot and jumped back into his hand. It seems that this has happened ten times. The man saw many people gathered around to watch, many of them were beautiful girls, he was proud of it, and he showed off his skills even more when he struck again.

This boy successfully received it again, and the applause from the surroundings was louder. Yu Sanniang, who came over from Yu Qingjia, also had bright eyes, and she turned her head excitedly and said to Yu Qingjia: "Zhao Lang's skill is really amazing!"

Yu Qingjia smiled and nodded, but when she looked back at Zhao Lang's actions, she still felt that it was nothing more than that.

Yu Qingjia suddenly thought inopportunely, if Murong Yan was here, he should dismiss these things. Yu Qingjia herself does not work hard, and she thinks she is very good at everything, but at her level, she can feel that Murong Yan should be very talented. The movements of Murong Yan's hands are very beautiful when he draws a knife and sets an arrow, and his fingers are also light and flexible when he plays the piano, as if he was born to belong to prosperity and wealth. Yu Qingjia is embarrassed to admit that when they rolled down in the forest, Murong Yan killed the assassin by himself. Those slender hands became more and more shockingly beautiful after being stained with blood. When Murong Yan looked down at the blood stains, his eyes were focused. Scared, but also has a fatal attraction.

Yu Qingjia has seen real talented players, but looking at other players, she always feels that there are only a few of them. She looked at it for a while, but it was really boring, but Yu Sanniang couldn't take her eyes off her, she didn't want to disturb him, so she left quietly.

After Yu Qingjia left, Zhao Lang, who had caught the five arrows, turned around and found that the beauty was gone. He gave up the arrow to someone else, walked into the crowd and asked his friend, "I was standing in the southwest corner just now, why did the beauty in red disappear?"

Knowing **** is Mu Shaoai, young girls like to chase good-looking and good at sports guys, and teenagers like to express themselves more and more because of this. There seems to be a unique communication channel between the gentlemen. As early as when Yu Qingjia entered the door, many men knew that an extremely beautiful beauty came today. She had never seen it before, and she seemed to be a newcomer. As a result, the people playing chess became more and more intense, and the cheers on the side of throwing the pot became louder. Later, the beauty came to Touhu, Zhao Lang and the others were very proud, and planned to show off in front of the beauty, and then it was logical to ask Yu Sanniang to introduce them. Who knew that when Zhao Lang turned around, the beauty was gone?

After being reminded by Zhao Lang, other noble youths turned their heads one after another, only to find that the mysterious beauty in red had disappeared. Zhao Lang felt lost, he couldn't care less about hearing others praise him for his skill in throwing pots, and hurriedly chased him outside. However, after coming out, the lake is shining brightly, frosty leaves are rustling, and the wind blowing from the lake brings the unique vastness and loftyness of autumn. Looking around, the crowds are chatting and having fun in twos and threes. Is there any trace of beauty?

In fact, Yu Qingjia didn't go far. Seeing that the scenery in the garden was really wonderful, she went around the lake to enjoy the scenery alone. Today she is wearing a black wide-sleeved cross-neck jacket, and a red long skirt underneath. The black auspicious cloud pattern belt binds up her slender waist and falls long to the corner of the skirt. The collision of red and black is already strong, and Yu Qingjia put on a gauze of the same color on the outside of the clothes. The lake breeze blows light gauze, and the wide skirt swings with the wind. The two belts flutter left and right with Yu Qingjia's walking, which is really shocking extremely strong.

Murong Xu is a veteran in the fun field, and his banquet will last from afternoon to night. Yu Qingjia walked half a circle around the lake in this way, and found that she had already started to pant without doing anything. She gave up and continued to exercise, and planned to turn back the same way and go back to the house to rest.

She had just walked halfway when she suddenly heard music coming from beside her. There are countless men and women in the aristocratic family, and it is very normal for someone to play music on such an occasion, but Yu Qingjia stopped immediately when he heard the music.

After Yu Qingya finished playing a piece, she put down her hand in self-possession, nodded and smiled at everyone: "Si Niang is not good at playing the piano, I made everyone laugh."

Those who dare to perform in front of others must be extremely confident in their own skills, let alone such a grand and luxurious occasion where celebrities gather. All the girls knew that Yu Qingya was self-effacing, so they pretended to be annoyed and glared at Yu Qingya, and said angrily: "Siniang will open her eyes and talk nonsense, if you are not good at playing the piano, then what should we do?"

"Yeah, this piece of music is so difficult in my life. What kind of piece is it? Why haven't I heard it before?"

At the same time, some women couldn't understand Yu Qingya's dominance, and frowned and questioned: "I've never heard that Yu Siniang is good at melody before. How come you are proficient in playing the piano all of a sudden?"

Yu Qingya was in the focus of everyone's attention, listening to everyone's envious or bitter words, she felt indescribably proud in her heart. The system must be a high-quality product. She took the medicine mixed with water this morning, and then tested the effect at home. As expected, the score that she didn't know before became fluent immediately, and she really followed it with her eyes. She practiced the Changhong Opera twice, and the effect was much better than what she played yesterday. The maids were all surprised when they saw it. Yu Qingya is very proud of herself along the way. Now her body is full of energy, as if no matter what she thinks of, she can achieve it. She has never experienced such a powerful feeling in her previous life. The effect of the "Music Prodigy" lasts for twelve hours. This period of time is enough to deal with any accidents at the banquet. Yu Qingya deliberately called many people over, and then led them to the waterside Qintai.

Yu Qingya is very satisfied with the current effect, she intends to be a little modest, and then casually say that this is the song she wrote. She was about to speak when she suddenly noticed that the two women on the outermost side of the water pavilion were looking out, and then more and more people followed her. Yu Qingya was suddenly distracted by this showy joint, and she felt quite Displeased. She also stood up and looked out, and found a woman in a black dress and red skirt, with fluttering skirts, slowly approaching in the rustling autumn light.

Now that Yin Ping has become a member of the eldest family, he is already very proud. Today, the fourth young lady went out to a banquet and ordered her to accompany her, and Yin Ping's chin almost went up to the sky. In fact, Yin Ping still has some knee pain when walking, but compared to today's scenery, these are not worth mentioning. Seeing that Miss Fourth was receiving attention, Yin Ping was also honored. Now that she suddenly looked up and saw the person coming, Yin Ping was taken aback for a moment: "Miss Six?"

When Yu Qingjia walked into the water pavilion, she just glanced at Yin Ping coldly, and then moved away indifferently. Yu Qingjia's appearance is really outstanding. After hearing Yin Ping's name, many girls became restless, and one of them tentatively asked: "This is..."

"This is my sixth sister. She stayed in Qingzhou with her father before, and she just came back now." After Yu Qingya introduced it to everyone with a smile, she looked at Yu Qingjia pointedly, "Sixth sister, why did you come here? The third sister and I couldn’t find you just now, and the third sister is very anxious.”

Both inside and outside of Yu Qingya's words implied that Yu Qingjia had just returned from a wild land, and now she was still running around at other people's banquets, very ignorant of the rules. Since Yu Qingya insisted on pretending to be a good sister, Yu Qingjia took advantage of the situation and "didn't understand the rules" and asked: "I can't find where the fourth sister and others are, and I don't know anyone, so I have to walk around the lake. I didn't expect to meet Fourth Sister here. Fourth Sister, why is this piece of music here with you?"

When the girls of the aristocratic family heard that Yu Qingjia had just returned from Qingzhou, they probably guessed which lady from the Yu family this was. The aristocratic families have been married for generations, and they all know each other's family background more or less. I heard that there are many stories between the first and second families of the Yu family. Now when I heard the little lady in the second bedroom of Yu's family smiling and unmoving, she took back Yu Qingya's words, implying that she didn't know anyone, but was left behind by her sisters and had no choice but to take a walk around the lake, The girls in the water pavilion exchanged glances with each other, and they all showed meaningful smiles.

The relationship between the first room of the Yu family and the second room is really exciting. This sixth lady has an outstanding appearance, and she looks young, so she has such a trick.

Only Mrs. Zhou who questioned Yu Qingya's piano skills just now heard something else: "Why did Yu Liuniang say that this piece of music is actually with Yu Siniang? Could there be some twists and turns in it that we don't know about? "

At this moment, Yu Qingya felt that Yu Qingjia's intentions were not good. She thought that Yu Qingjia was too shocked or angry when she heard the sound of the piano, so she came to cry and feel wronged. However, the loser's anger will only make the winner excited. Yu Qingya thought it was the same today, but she didn't expect Yu Qingjia to say such a thing.

Yu Qingya was a little surprised, but more inexplicable. Is Yu Qingjia crazy? Music scores are sometimes the same as poems. If they are published first, even if they are unwilling to get angry, how can they prove that they were originally written by themselves? What's more, Yu Qingya played the entire long piece in full view in front of everyone. Can the piano score be faked, and the familiarity of the fingers also be faked? If Yu Qingjia speaks out about the piano score without hesitation, not only will it make others laugh at the Yu family sisters' feud, but more importantly, Yu Qingjia will not get the support of others.

After all, Yu Qingya is so proficient in the music, if she didn't write it by herself, she would have spent at least a month practicing it. And Yu Qingjia's score came out only two days ago, so there was no time left for outsiders to secretly practice. If Yu Qingjia told the truth, her words would be contradictory, and she would not win the support of the audience at all.

In case Yu Qingjia lied that she had written the score a long time ago but accidentally lost it, the silver bottle would be there, and Yu Qingya would be able to let Yin Ping expose her lie on the spot. Yu Qingjia couldn't justify herself. Since she couldn't convince others, there was only one possibility left. This is Yu Qingya's own composition, which is why she is so familiar with it.

Yu Qingya wanted to understand that she was now invincible, her heart became more calm, and she was not afraid of Yu Qingjia telling the truth at all. She smiled, and hinted to Yu Qingjia triumphantly: "Sixth sister, there are so many girls here watching, it doesn't matter if you say something that offends me, if people read the jokes of our Yu family, I'm afraid it won't be beautiful."

Yu Qingjia also met Yu Qingya's gaze, and smiled calmly and sweetly: "If I don't say anything about the younger sister, this will only make the elders angry." As Yu Qingjia spoke, his eyes slowly moved to Yin Ping, as if there was something in it. Bing Lenghanshuang: "Yin Ping, since you have followed the fourth sister, then my old master also wishes you to get what you want, and serve you well with the fourth sister in the future. But the song I haven't finished will be taken by you no matter what. Passed?"

The surrounding ladies were in an uproar, what did they hear? There is so much information in one sentence? They looked at Yu Qingya, who was in the limelight recently, and Yu Qingjia, who had returned to beauty, and became more and more excited about the scene of sisters fighting in front of them.

Yu Qingya was flustered for a moment, she didn't expect Yu Qingjia to say it out in a desperate way, it was not good to do so, not only Yu Qingjia couldn't justify her reputation damage, but even Yu Qingya would be laughed at. Yu Qingya wanted the reputation of Changhongqu, and wanted to be famous all over the world like Yu Qingjia in her previous life. She couldn't let the controversy of plagiarism be attached to her famous song. Yu Qingya's face became gloomy, and she looked at Yu Qingjia threateningly: "Sixth sister, don't talk nonsense. This song is complicated and changing, but I can play it fluently. Isn't that enough to explain the problem?"

"Yeah, I'm also very surprised why the fourth sister suddenly made great progress in piano skills. Obviously, I just wrote the prototype the day before yesterday, and the fourth sister will play today." Yu Qingjia smiled and glanced at Yin Ping. Although she didn't say anything, but All the people present were the elites from the big family, and they knew it when they saw Yu Qingjia's eyes. I'm afraid, this is another slave who betrays the master and seeks glory.

Yu Qingya felt that the eyes of others watching a show were going to explode with anger. She had been in the limelight a while ago. If a girl was outstanding since she was young, no one would say anything about her. It is inevitable that many famous women will be dissatisfied with her. Now, although most of the people did not stand up and took a wait-and-see attitude, they were all very happy to see Yu Qingya's excitement.

Seeing more and more people, Yu Qingya, who always loves face, couldn't take it anymore, she completely sank her face, and said sharply: "Don't spit out blood! It was obviously me who popped it out, but you just want to say it's me with just one mouth. Your tune. What proof do you have?"

That's right, all the girls also cast their eyes on Yu Qingjia. They also have younger sisters. If their younger sisters hear her sister playing a nice song, and then say that it is composed by themselves, then It's disgusting. Since Yu Qingjia came forward to speak out, she had to produce strong enough evidence.

"Evidence." Yu Qingjia repeated this sentence, her tone was very light, as if a little girl had encountered something embarrassing. After a while, she turned her eyes to look at Yu Qingya, and suddenly tilted her head and smiled: "It's not good to tell the evidence, but since the fourth sister wants to hear it, then I will tell the truth at the risk of being disrespectful. The silver bottle leaked this song , the reason why I am so angry is because this song collides with the monarch."

Yu Qingya's mind went berserk. Yu Qingjia suddenly restrained her smile, ignored everyone's astonishment, and continued: "Since the fourth sister called it Changhongqu, then I will replace it with this name for the time being. One string belongs to the earth as the palace, and the sound is heavy and deep. Zun, so it is called the emperor, the second string is gold, it is the merchant, and it is the minister, and the first and second strings of the Changhong song have the same sound, this means that the minister disrespects the monarch and offends the monarch."

Yu Qingjia's words were earth-shattering. After her reminder, all the girls realized that it was so in retrospect. But this is not over yet, Yu Qingjia stared into Yu Qingya's eyes, and asked slowly: "Sis. Si can practice a piece of music in a day. I thought Si Si was also proficient in music theory. Did Si Si not notice this?"

The blood on Yu Qingya's face faded, of course she didn't notice, otherwise how dare she play this song at the prince's banquet, is she crazy? No king would tolerate his subjects offending the imperial power, and the royal family in Qi State was especially narrow-minded, suspicious and bloodthirsty. This is still on King Yingchuan's territory. Yu Qingya dared to play such a song that violated the king in front of King Yingchuan. If it was heard by King Yingchuan, what would he think?

Yu Qingya's lips moved, and just as she uttered the word "I", she saw commotion in the banquet hall. It seemed that the banquet hall also heard the commotion here. Many people came towards the lake, and the leader was Yingchuan King Murongxu.

The author has something to say: a string belonging to the earth is the palace, and the sound is heavy and respectful, so it is called the king. The two strings belong to gold and are merchants, so they are called kings. —From Baidu Encyclopedia