Chapter 1409 Queen 12

Unexpectedly, instead of attracting Ye Qingyu, Ye Qingyu beat Xiang Feimo up instead.

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

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

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

In the depths of the flowers, there was just a rhythmic snap... sound.

And Xiang Feimo's muffled voice deliberately remained silent.

Ye Qingyu came to Zhuohua's palace, coincidentally, Zhuohua had just moved the piano under the pear tree.

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

Normally, when Zhuohua was alone, he would sit on that rocky mountain, playing the piano quietly.

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

Ye Qingyu sat down out of habit.

"I thought His Majesty would not come!"

Zhuohua made a slight move, and the scorched black guqin was resting on his lap.

"Why don't you come?"

Ye Qingyu smiled and asked him back.

"After all, Xiang Feimo's piano skills are obvious to all!"

Zhuohua's fingers lightly touched the strings twice.

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

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

The cup had no lid, and the pear petals had fallen into the cup. She picked up the teacup and took a shallow sip.

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

When Zhuo Hua heard her words, his heart trembled slightly, and the qin on his knee was about to fall off.

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

Pieces of pear blossoms were flying, hovering around the two of them, the artistic conception was beautiful.

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

At this time, a servant came to her side and whispered in his ear.

"not see!"

Ye Qingyu didn't need to think about it, he knew that Ye Changge must have come for Xiang Feimo.

"His Royal Highness..."

Following the servant's shout, Ye Changge knelt down in front of Ye Qingyu not long after.

Zhuohua's piano sound also stopped abruptly.

"My sister is reckless! I hope His Majesty will punish you. I just hope that Your Majesty can forgive Xiang Feimo's life."

Ye Changge knelt on the ground and said such words all at once.

"If you know it's reckless, just step back! If you make a mistake once, I won't punish you!"

Ye Qingyu narrowed his eyes, and continued to pick up his teacup and drink.

"Your Majesty... Xiang Feimo...he..."

Ye Changge spoke intermittently, probably because he came in a hurry and didn't know how to phrase it yet.

"Xiang Feimo... this scumbag, just can play the piano, so he thinks he is superior? I have already planned to hand him over to Wei Changqing."

As soon as Ye Qingyu finished saying these words, Ye Changge's face turned pale in a flash.

"Your Majesty must not do so. Although Wei Changqing is a brave and handsome man, he treats his men ruthlessly and cruelly in private. If Xiang Feimo really falls into her hands, he will surely die. If you want to give Xiang Feimo to someone else, give it to Sister Chen! Sister Chen has never asked Sister Huang for anything in the past few years, but now she has such a small wish, and she begs Sister Huang to make it come true!"