Rebirth of the Dizi Wushuang

After saying this, the goatee's face was already distorted, the visitor was thin and pale, in fact, his hands were so strong and his body seemed to have some martial arts background, if he held it like that, the knife would have fallen to the ground a long time ago. Where to go, I also reminded the two evil stars in front of me that I would definitely not be able to escape and would be tortured, and immediately rolled my eyelids and passed out.

Seeing the goatee spouting white foam from the mouth and collapsing, the person dressed as a scholar in royal blue clothes shook his head as if sighing, and muttered in a low voice that a child cannot be taught, and then he showed a gentle smile, and his movements looked extremely Regularity, as if it came from such upbringing since childhood, still in the unhurried tone: "Excuse me, I didn't deliberately attack first, but I was afraid of the carelessness of the two brothers, and I was plotted by these two people. Forgive me."

"Brother is also kind, I won't discriminate between black and white, thank you very much." The young man in white saw him bowing down and saluting, his waist was not bent much, his fingers were flat and his thumb was pointing upwards. Although he was not very eye-catching, he smiled. The person with an extremely gentle face hidden behind his sleeves, with a flash of light in his eyes, smiled and raised his hands.

"Please sit down."

After the two words, the man in black on the opposite side opened his eyes, staring at the man together with the young man in white, watching him brush the chair naturally and freely, and sat upright on the other side, with his toga and big sleeves parted. Leaving it on the handle of the chair, the royal blue long coat was completely stretched out, almost without any wrinkles, and there was a scholarly air all over his body, but it was not as lifeless as a bookworm, but rather well-behaved. The festival is respectable and admirable.

The young man in white clothes had never met such a person before, his dark jade-like eyes flickered slightly, he stroked the hem of his clothes, sat up straight and bowed his hands to him, and answered with a clear articulate appearance as a fellow scholar Said: "I met by chance today, and I met someone like the young master. I don't know if I can tell you his name?"

The scholar saw that the young man in white had changed his attitude, and there was a smile on his lips, but he raised his hand again without being surprised, and replied respectfully: "My surname is Lu, and my single name is the word Qin."

Hearing the name, the young man in white suddenly frowned slightly, as if thinking of something, he quickly asked, "Which word?"

The scholar's expression was still indifferent, and he cupped his hands and replied: "Clanking is for joy, there is no silk and bamboo injury, and there is no elegance of pipa."

The white-clothed young man's brows were still slightly loosened, and he also returned the full salute without a trace of reluctance: "So that's how it is."

Lu...qin?But this piano?It can be seen that such a style is not like ordinary people...

Just when the young man in white put down his hands and the scholar on the opposite side was about to continue to ask questions, a lake-green figure suddenly flashed by the window not far away, followed by a young man's anxious and unfocused eyes, and the man he brought. With a crying tone, it seemed to be a little scared: "Master, son?! Where did you go, son, Xiaolu can't find you, wow wah wah——"

At the end, the young servant was tearful, howled and called his son, and squatted not far from the restaurant, refusing to move any more.

Hearing the sound, the young man in white nodded slightly to the scholar, opened the window and looked out, suddenly felt something in his heart, turned his head to look at the scholar who peeked out beside him, and saw him sigh as expected, There was helplessness in the brows, and he suddenly took a step back and saluted himself again, speaking without hesitation.

"Sorry, the servants are here, please wait a moment, brother."

Seeing the sapphire blue figure going down the stairs, it was all rigid and orderly, the white-clothed man bent his lips, and looked at the man in Xuan-cloth who was sitting opposite him, who looked like he was falling asleep, but had actually been secretly observing that man , asked with a smile.

"how?"

The man in Xuanyi was silent for a moment, then slowly raised his eyes: "Interesting."

Hearing this, the young man in white drank a glass of wine with a smile, still frowning at the pungent taste, he recovered his strength with difficulty, clamped the white porcelain cup tightly with a smile, lightly tapped the edge of the table with his fingertips, and spoke There seems to be a deep meaning in it: "Even you say it's interesting, then it's really interesting."

The man in Xuanyi nodded, and heard something in his words. After thinking for a while, his eyes suddenly darkened: "His surname is Lu?"

The corners of the white-clothed young man's lips curled up slowly, and he turned his eyes to the window and was walking towards the boy. The man with a calm demeanor and an incomparable demeanor narrowed his eyes and said, "That's right, look at this demeanor and upbringing, and this almost harsh every move. There is nothing wrong with the description of Hanjiang Pavilion, just

It must be the only direct twin of Otaki's new Youcheng, but with such a demeanor and such a feminine name, he did a good job of covering it up for himself. "

The man in Xuanyi lowered his eyes and followed his gaze: "Is his name really Lu Qin?"

The young man in white once again raised his hand to fill a glass for himself, and then threw the half bottle of wine over, his voice was a little careless, as if he had expected it: "Yes, but it's not the zither that sounds like the zither, but the zither in the hinterland. Broken spring, the one with seedlings under it

words. "

"Is he a twin?"

"It really doesn't look like it, does it?" The thin lips moved to the edge of the white porcelain, and the curling heat emerged, making the red lips even more astonishing. "Such a handsome man, his whole body is extremely weird. The rules, but it looks very cute, and people can't help but want to say a few more words when they see it."

After saying this, he raised his eyes slightly, and as expected, he saw those dark eyes, looking at him fixedly again, nodded helplessly, and put down the wine glass in his hand: "Okay, every day The first time you compliment someone, you will be jealous, but this time I was wronged, because this sentence does not include me."

This time, before he finished speaking, his gaze fell out of the window again, and after he had persuaded the boy with a few words, the "Mr. Lu" who was walking towards this side straightened up, the ivory bone fan in his hand slipped to the ground. The fingertips spread out little by little, and the bone fragments on them had a cold silvery luster when they were illuminated by the sun.

"He was originally the child of a concubine, and he was weak and sick. I heard that he would not be able to support him. Later, because of good luck, he happened to be a concubine, that is, a down-and-out son. After he took refuge in the Eighth Prince, he is now taken in by Prime Minister Lu's uncle. As an heir, who knows that Feng Shui will turn around, and now he has such an identity, those brothers and sisters in the direct line almost hate him to death, not to mention all kinds of unsightly dirty tricks in private in order to drive this twin from his position. Dirty tricks, but I don’t know if those people’s tricks are not good enough, or because of his great ability, so far he is still alive and well, and he has not been kicked out of the family due to ruin.”

Before the words fell, the young man in white clenched the bone fan in his palm, and slowly closed it again. His black jade-like eyes moved to the person who just opened the door and walked towards him with a smile. Again, this time I no longer use my mouth, but directly draw the line into a sound.

"Although he came from a lowly family background, he has become a bachelor of Dataki Famous Academy until today. It's really not easy." The man in Xuanyi also heard the footsteps at the same time, but he didn't stop. Instead, he asked again: " What's the meaning?"

The young man in white knew that he relied on the advantage that the person who entered the door with his back turned could not be able to read his lips. Moreover, that young master Lu had no martial arts and could not hear the conversation between the two of them who were so far away, so he acted recklessly. He made a sound, with a little more helplessness on his face, but then he continued the voice transmission: "Regardless of his background, don't you think that his sickly body and that superb demeanor are very similar to a person?"

Hearing these two familiar descriptions, the eyes of the man in Xuanyi finally relaxed, and he swallowed the strong wine in the glass with a low murmur:

"...Brother Sacrifice?"

The young man in white looked at the man's getting closer and closer, the smile on his lips did not move at all, but his jade-like eyes narrowed more and more tightly: "Otherwise, who else is there?"

When the man in Xuanyi put down his wine glass, the man in royal blue had almost walked to the table behind the two of them, but Xiao Er, who was happy to serve the food, was standing there at that time, so the very polite Mr. Standing there and waiting for Xiao Er to leave, at the same time, the person in Xuanyi's transmission sounded: "Unfortunately, there is still Mr. Mi."

When he heard Mr. Mi's three words, the expression on the face of the young man in white darkened slightly, he placed the wine glass heavily on the table in front of him, and he slowly clenched his fingers, with obvious worry in his eyes: " That's right, if the younger brother can't pass Mr. Mi's test, then our plan will be in vain."

When he thought of leaving Murong Mansion, the person in green clothes was completely different from when he first met, but he had already hidden something that he couldn't see clearly, the young man in white felt a headache just thinking about it, and he didn't want to bring it up again. On the contrary, with the slightest interest, he looked at Mr. Lu who was about to stop at the table and was wearing a royal blue gown.

"I just don't know why this Young Master Lu came to the border?"

Before the words were finished, Mr. Lu, who was wearing a royal blue shirt, stood upright in front of the two of them with a pleasant smile, and saluted thoughtfully. After receiving the nod from the Mr. Then he sat down slowly, with wide sleeves hanging down on both sides of the chair handle, his voice was gentle and steady, neither fast nor slow, still counting words like that.

"I'm sorry, the servant just caused a little trouble on the street. The two brothers have been waiting for a long time. Lu Mou doesn't know yet. Please enlighten me about the names of the two brothers."

The white-clothed young man's smile deepened, he turned his head to look at him, folded his hands back and forth, and did the same courtesy he just did, and then slowly replied:

"My surname is Jiang, and I have a single name named Yu."

Compared with him, the man in Xuanyi didn't even lift his finger, obviously not going to return the salute, but the voice of answer was concise and sonorous: "Bai Min."