Chapter 40
Feng Ruoxue slowly spread out her hands in front of her, and with her movements, a little white light flickered in front of her.Then, where the white light passed, a guqin slowly appeared.

Exquisite guqin, the whole body is silver-white.On the guqin, there is a water-like texture, which not only ensures that the sound will not be damaged, but also adds a bit of beauty.

"Na Jie? I didn't expect him to have another Na Jie?"

The way Feng Ruoxue took out the guqin surprised everyone.

There are two types of people in this world, one is a fighter and the other is an ordinary person.

Although the cultivation system in this world has been multiplied for countless years, the cultivation system of practicing Dou Qi has been multiplied to its peak.Even vindictiveness is closely related to people's lives.

However, people's constitutions are different, and there are still many people who are not suitable for cultivation.In this world, ordinary people account for 90.00%, but only one percent can become fighters.

Although Anyang City is an extremely prosperous city, there are several academies for martial arts.

But in this world, there are very few who can truly complete the stage of fighting power, and reach the fighters.

Cultivation is a very time-consuming and money-consuming thing.

For ordinary families, the income can only meet the needs of the family, food, housing, and transportation. If they want to buy what they need for cultivation, they are a little powerless.

Many people can only give up halfway in the stage of fighting power.They need to work to earn money or life will drive them crazy.And with working people, there is no time for cultivation.

Therefore, only those aristocratic families can have the opportunity to practice Dou Qi.With their family as their backing, they don't have to be forced by life.

Feng Ruoxue has not yet completed the stage of fighting power, so she cannot be called a fighter.

Dou Zhe is the first level to cultivate Dou Qi, and it is also a general term for cultivators.

A ring is something only fighters are qualified to use, and ordinary people can only look forward to it.

The lowest level of a ring would cost tens of thousands of gold coins.

Based on an average family's annual income of 500 gold coins, it would take them at least [-] years to buy a single ring.

And for a lowest-level fighter, it only takes 30 years to save the money for a ring.

Most of the people in the tea house were surprised that Feng Ruoxue had a ring. Some people even showed greed and stared at the exquisite ring on Feng Ruoxue's finger.

Han Jingya looked at the guqin that appeared out of thin air, but her mind was not on the guqin, but on Feng Ruoxue.

"He is good-looking, and he has a ring, and his family is also very good. Isn't such an outstanding person the Ruyi Langjun I have been waiting for for 20 years?"

Feng Ruoxue couldn't guess Han Jingya's thoughts, she had something hidden in her heart, sitting in front of the guqin, she had already started to play.

Feng Ruoxue's slender fingers stroked the guqin and slowly plucked the strings.One after another beautiful syllables linger in people's ears.

When the piano sounded, the noisy voice in the tea house dissipated, leaving only a soft and gentle song.

There are very few people in the tea house who can really understand the sound of the piano.But in the sound of the piano, these people who didn't understand the meaning of the song were still infected by a strange magic, and they all burst into tears involuntarily.

But Han Jingya, who really understood the meaning of the song, felt the loneliness in the sound of the piano.

It is a kind of loneliness arranged by fate, but unable to oppose fate, and can only accept loneliness.

"You" Han Jingya's tears ruined her makeup, and she looked at Feng Ruoxue with tearful eyes.

She wanted to heal the pain in Feng Ruoxue's heart, but there were thousands of words in her heart, but she couldn't say them.

Feng Ruoxue doesn't need an audience, her piano has never been for performance.

The pain in Feng Ruoxue's heart cannot be expressed in words.But through this lyrical song, it seems to vent all the unpleasant things in my heart, and I suddenly feel that the whole person is relaxed.

"Miao, second, sir, this song is really a masterpiece in the world. Can you tell me what is the name of this song?"

In the tea house, a man in a scholar's uniform and a square hat applauded.

Feng Ruoxue recalled the scene that flowed through her mind, and after a while, she said, "I'll call her Linjiang Fu."

Feng Ruoxue's piano sound is very beautiful, but how many people really come here to listen to the piano? It's nothing more than seeing Han Jingya's beauty, so they come here to pretend to be elegant.If a man plays, they won't join in.

Whether it is Feng Ruoxue or Han Jingya's piano sound, in the ears of these people, there is no difference.

Feng Ruoxue took the guqin back into the ring. She originally planned to come out and relax, but she did not expect to make herself so sad.

"Hongluan, we should go." Feng Ruoxue said to Hongluan.

However, Hong Luan, who has always been obedient, did not give an immediate answer.Feng Ruoxue looked at Hongluan suspiciously.However, he found that Hong Luan was looking at one place strangely.

"Hongluan?" Feng Ruoxue called.

"Ah?" Hong Luan was awakened by Feng Ruoxue's voice and recovered.

"What are you looking at?" Feng Ruoxue followed where Hongluan was looking, but she didn't find anything particularly noteworthy.

"Princess, look." Hongluan pointed to one place, and Feng Ruoxue followed the direction of Hongluan's finger. Only at this moment did he realize that there were three more people in the place beside him.

"Look at that person, doesn't he look like the young head of the Chen family?" Hong Luan's voice was so small that only Feng Xue could hear it.

Hongluan only met Chen Cheng once, but did not remember Chen Cheng's appearance.But Chen Cheng didn't have long hair yet, which was quite characteristic.

Feng Ruoxue had eaten with Chen Cheng, and Feng Ruoxue was very careful about the appearance of her destined husband.

"That's Chen Cheng, it's over, it's over, why did he come here? We won't be discovered by him, right?" Feng Ruoxue asked anxiously with a panicked expression.

"Probably not?" Hong Luan asked uncertainly.

"Our disguise is very good. The second prince didn't even notice your disguise last time. He just met you. He shouldn't recognize you, right?" Hong Luan said.

"I don't know, just sit down first, don't let him notice us." Feng Ruoxue said in a low voice, then sat back in the seat with her back to Chen Cheng's direction.It's like stealing fun and fearing that her husband will find out.

Chen Cheng's seat was near the door, and Yan Lingji and Chi Lian accompanied him.

"Master, if you like listening to the piano, then hire the piano master back. In your capacity, he will definitely not refuse you." Chi Lian said.

"No need, she will come to you. I didn't expect that she has such talent." Chen Cheng said with a smile on his lips, slightly playful.

"Ah? What?" Chi Lian didn't understand Chen Cheng's words.

She didn't know Feng Ruoxue, so she felt that Chen Cheng's words were a little inexplicable.

After Chen Cheng left Chen's house, he just walked around the street casually. When he arrived at the tea house, he was attracted by the sound of the piano and walked into the tea house.

Feng Ruoxue's disguise was really good, but Chen Cheng really didn't realize that she was disguised as a man, and she didn't know how to deal with her chest, and she didn't have any feminine features at all.

It's no wonder that in TV dramas, women disguised as men are so hard to recognize.I have to say that dressing up is really an art.

If Chen Cheng had not had a system to detect Feng Ruoxue's real name, she would have been deceived by her.

Chen Cheng didn't expose Feng Ruoxue's plan, he just blocked the position by the gate, drinking tea comfortably.

After a while, ten black armored guards broke in, and the first one shouted loudly:

"Who made trouble here just now?"

The black armor guard's voice was very loud, and his voice alone covered up the noise in the tea house, and everyone's eyes were looking towards this side.

There are still several traces of swords left on the dark armor.A surging fierce aura stunned those present.

(End of this chapter)

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