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Back at the residence, just as Qian Feng opened the door, she saw Ah Zhen sitting in front of the desk. She was a contradictory woman with enchanting scarlet clothes and cold eyebrows.

"Sister Ah Zhen." Qian Feng shouted obediently.

Ah Zhen lowered her head and played with the things in her hands, and after a while she asked calmly, "Who are you?"

It was only then that Qian Feng saw clearly that what she was holding was the door lock he broke just now.

"I'm Qianfeng! Is Sister Ah Zhen blaming me for breaking the lock? I didn't do it on purpose..."

Ah Zhen raised her head, gave Qian Feng a strange look, then got up, walked in front of him, and asked in a cold voice: "Why did you hide the fact that you know martial arts?"

Qian Feng scratched her head with an innocent face, "You didn't ask me either!"

Ah Zhen was speechless for a moment, she thought that she would be entangled in this issue for a long time, but Qian Feng's answer was so simple that it was unbearable to reprimand her.

Ah Zhen looked at him for a while, then raised her hand and rubbed the center of her brows, walked away, stopped at the door, and warned: "Don't run around anymore, these guests are not something you can afford."

"Oh."

In the early morning of the next day, just as Qian Feng woke up and finished washing, Ah Zhen came again.

"Sister Ah Zhen, what else is there?"

Ah Zhen glanced at him, then glanced at the qin wrapped in cloth hanging on the wall, it has always been Qian Feng's treasure and never let anyone touch it.

Ah Zhen turned around and said calmly, "Take it and follow me."

"Oh!"

Qian Feng opened the cloth bag, picked up Siyue and quickly walked a few steps to follow.

"Sister Ah Zhen, where are you taking me?"

The corners of the crimson skirt rippled, and a cold voice came from the front: "A guest calls for your company by name, Qian Feng, please don't cause trouble for me."

Qian Feng wondered when he got into trouble, but still replied obediently: "I know."

After walking around for a while, Ah Zhen came to a box on the second floor. Before she got close, she heard the sound of clinking glasses, followed by the man's hearty laughter: "Lan, this time I don't know how many flowers you've brought up here? I heard that Nongyue is fascinated by you these days!"

"Hehe, Jue, don't you know me yet! These vulgar fans are just playing around."

Qian Feng's footsteps faltered, the voice... turned out to be that person from last night.

"Qi Lan, my name." The deep voice seemed to ring in his ears again, making Qian Feng feel a little dazed for a while.

The light slamming sound of the door interrupted Qian Feng's contemplation. There was a moment of silence in the box, and then a question came from the person Qi Lan called Jue: "What's the matter?"

Ah Zhen replied softly: "It's me, Ah Zhen, Mr. Lan, the one you ordered has been brought here."

Qilan's lazy voice sounded again: "Bring it in!"

"Yes." Ah Zhen slowly opened the door, and Qian Feng walked in, looking around, the luxurious box, the elegant decoration, it really looks like that person.

Seeing him coming in, a strange look flashed in Qi Lan's eyes, he waved his hand at Ah Zhen, and lazily said: "Ah Zhen, you go down first!"

"Yes." Before Ah Zhen left, she glanced at Qian Feng lightly. The warning in her eyes was full of warning. Qian Feng touched her nose unconsciously. Qi Lan's eyes looked very cute when this action fell on the side. The corner of Qi Lan's mouth Unconsciously raised a shallow arc.

The door closed again, Qian Feng looked at the two of them, "Are you looking for me?"

"Pfft, Lan, this is the person you're looking for? How stupid."

Only then did Qian Feng take a closer look at the person beside Qi Lan. The crimson robe trimmed with gold thread showed his noble and extraordinary status. He held an out-of-date folding fan in his bony palm. He closed and tapped the palm of his right hand lightly, appearing leisurely and natural.Looking at this person's face again, his eyebrows and eyes are curved, and he is smiling. At first glance, he looks easy to get along with, but Qian Feng didn't miss the smoldering look in his eyes. Qian Feng suddenly remembered a word that the drunken fairy often said - smiling tiger .

Qian Feng glared at him, "You are stupid."

"Hehe, you can talk back!" Qi Lan chuckled, "Jue, this little thing is quite interesting."

Sikong Changjue also got up with a smile and walked up to Qianfeng, lifted Qianfeng's chin with a folding fan, and said, "What a young man with red lips and white teeth, he looks quite handsome, how old is he?"

Enduring the irritability in his heart, Qian Feng raised his hand and patted his folding fan away, and replied impatiently, "180 years old."

"Pfft, what a fool, you've said ten times more!" Qi Lan said with a smile.

Sikong Changjue teased: "Which one is ten times more, he can only be sixteen at most, Lan, I didn't expect your taste to change so much that you actually like this yellow-mouthed child."

Although Qian Feng didn't understand what they said, their smiles made him feel uncomfortable.

Seeing that Qianfeng's expression changed slightly, Qilan reached out and pulled Sikong Changjue to sit beside her, "Okay, stop teasing him, he's not as thick-skinned as you and me, Qianfeng, I heard you can play the piano, Play us a song today!"

"Ah."

Qian Feng didn't say much, walked to the side and sat cross-legged, and put Siyue on his lap. Seeing Siyue, Sikong Changjue laughed again: "Pfft, I said, why do you bring a bench out to let you play the piano?" ?Ha ha ha ha……"

Qian Feng rolled his eyes at him, and said seriously: "It's called Siyue, not a bench." Although he usually uses it as a bench.

Qilan didn't smile, but just stared at Siyue thoughtfully, "Why are there no strings?"

Qian Feng didn't answer, and looked down at Siyue, then stretched out his right hand and stroked it lightly, seven translucent strings of unknown material appeared miraculously, the two people who had been talking and laughing at Yan Yan were surprised at this moment Looking at the looming strings that appeared out of thin air, he was speechless.

Qian Feng didn't care about the dumbfounded two people at the wine table, she raised her hand and curled her fingers to make a sound.

Qilan's face changed suddenly, he got up and quickly turned behind Qianfeng, Sikong Changjue moved a little slower, it was too late to recover, he watched in horror as he involuntarily stood up from the chair, and then danced When she danced, she was so ugly that she couldn't bear to look directly at her.

Seeing him like this, Qian Feng raised his head and laughed. Sikong Changjue knew that the person in front of him was playing tricks, and wanted to stop drinking, but found that his tongue was stiff and he couldn't speak at all.The innocent smiling face of the young man gradually became weird in his heart, and Sikong Changjue couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat.