Please don't see, please don't see

The next day, Chi Mo came to Hu Fei's residence shaking his folding fan. He heard the familiar voice from a distance, and his heart skipped a beat for no reason. After looking at his clothes and straightening the corners of the clothes, he smiled and walked towards the house not far away.

Last night, he had a discussion with Hua Ranong, if there were any problems in this competition, then he had to enter the prime minister's residence and be the prime minister's son-in-law.

Who is that Su Zi? After going to her house, how can I have a free body? Although I am imprisoned in the palace now, but after all, this is the man I once liked, so what is Su Zi?

So last night Chi Mo had already made up his mind, no matter what this time, he couldn't let Mo Lingfeng lose, otherwise, wouldn't it be him?

When Chi Mo walked into the room, Mo Lingfeng and Hu Fei were bowing their heads and whispering, as if they were discussing some fingering skills, but in the eyes of outsiders, they looked like a loving couple. Chi Mo's face couldn't help but change, but slowly After taking a deep breath, he approached the two of them again with a smile on his face, and said loudly, "I didn't expect the discussion between the two to be so lively. Although Chi Mo doesn't understand anything, he is willing to participate in one or two. I wonder if the masters are willing?"

Mo Lingfeng didn't look up at him, but turned his head to look at Hu Fei, and said lightly: "I see, I'll try again." After speaking, he looked down at the guqin in front of him again.

Hu Fei pushed the wheelchair and came to Chi Mo, looked up at Chi Mo's wandering eyes, and said with a smile: "The second son came here today to learn the guqin, right?"

Chi Mo kept staring at Mo Lingfeng, and answered absently, "Yes, oh, no."

Chi Mo withdrew his gaze, looked down at Hu Fei, and said with a smile: "Today, Chi Mo was ordered by His Majesty to come over to supervise. It's just...it just doesn't seem to come at the right time."

Mo Lingfeng raised his head and glanced at Chi Mo, then immediately looked down at the guqin in front of him, without saying a word.

Seeing this situation, Chi Mo smiled helplessly, then turned his head and sat down on the stool beside him, opened the folding fan with a bang, slowly shook it, and said with a smile: "It seems that Mr. Mo doesn't want to see Chi Mo But there is no way, for the next seven days, Chi Mo will have to stay with the two during the day, even if the two are not happy, then Chi Mo can't do anything about it, who would dare to disobey what His Majesty told you?"

Hu Fei pushed the wheelchair in front of him, poured him a cup of tea on the table, pushed him lightly in front of him, and said, "The Second Prince is here to supervise us? I don't know if His Majesty is worried about this humble minister? Or are you worried about Mr. Mo, or the Second Prince himself is also worried about the two of us?"

Chi Mo smiled charmingly, then picked up the teacup, shook it lightly twice and said, "Hmph, is there any difference?" After speaking, he glanced at Mo Lingfeng again from the corner of his eye.

The other party's indifferent expression, as well as the silence on his face, made Chi Mo's heart as cold as the tea on the table.

Hu Fei smiled embarrassingly: "What the Second Prince said is very true, you and Your Majesty are of the same mind, so how can you divide them?"

Chi Mo drank the tea in his mouth, lowered his head and put the teacup on the table, and said coldly: "Master Hu seems to be very free, do you have time to chat with Chi Mo here?"

"Of course not. Hu Fei just discussed the important point with Mr. Mo. Now that the second son does not need to greet him, then Hu Fei will not accompany the second son." After Hu Fei finished speaking, he pushed the wheelchair and turned to Mo Lingfeng.

This discussion seemed so ambiguous, like a poisonous needle piercing Chi Mo's eyes, he kept drinking the herbal tea on the table, but the restlessness in his heart still couldn't be relieved, at this moment, he wanted to escape, Chi Mo felt that it was thousands of times better to stay in the bedroom than to sit here.

"Actually, I think the sound of the piano is born from the heart, and there is no fixed way of thinking, and there is no need to use any rules to limit it. If it is good, it is good, and if it is not good, it is not good, no..." Mo Lingfeng suddenly He said without reason, "In fact, I think that there is no distinction between good and bad in this book. Anyone who plays the guqin has his own understanding, so the guqin will show different emotions under everyone's hands."

Hu Fei smiled slightly and said, "You are right, but how is your heart now?"

"Master Hu, Mo Lingfeng has no distracting thoughts, and the sound of the piano is naturally clean." Mo Lingfeng also responded with a faint smile.

"Are you sure?" Hu Fei's smile deepened, he tilted his head slightly and stared at Mo Lingfeng's cheeks bathed in the spring breeze.

Mo Lingfeng turned his head and said with a strong smile: "Of course, why not give it a try?"

What kind of attainments Mo Lingfeng possessed is no stranger to Chi Mo. Thinking that Mo Lingfeng invited him to a banquet hosted by the Mo Mansion that day, he had already heard about it, but that time was both important to him. An opportunity is also a trap, a trap that allows oneself to fall into the abyss.

Chi Mo got up and walked in front of Mo Lingfeng, standing still, the familiar melody and aura suddenly pervaded, which made Chi Mo's heart tighten and his eyes became dark.

On the other hand, Mo Lingfeng's guqin didn't seem to be affected in any way, but it had more affectionate charm than before.

After a song, Mo Lingfeng slowly put down his hands, raised his head slowly, and said with a calm smile, "How does the Second Prince feel?"

Chi Mo slowly opened the folding fan, stared at Mo Lingfeng motionlessly, and smiled seductively after a long time: "Mr. Mo's heart is so calm, what else can Chi Mo say? I can only congratulate you, Mr. Mo." .”

"Thank you." Mo Lingfeng stood up and bowed slightly.

Chi Mo felt as if everything had returned to the past again, he was still the Pian Pianjia son, and he was a playboy wandering in the flowers, the two of them neither knew each other nor were they familiar with each other.

Just when everyone in the palace was worrying about Mo Zhaqin, Mo Zhaqin was sitting in the Zuifeng Building and listening to an opera. Today's opening is "Farewell at the Changting Pavilion", which tells the story of Zhang Sheng and Cui Yingying. This was a new opera for Mo Zhaqin, who sat in the private room upstairs and watched it intently.

It was just a song, he insisted on seeing Tsing Yi relentlessly, because in his heart, that was clearly a woman.

"I'm going to see her. If she doesn't see me today, I won't leave." Mo Zhaqin's temper was extremely irritable.

I have never seen such a scoundrel, but just because I heard that this person is the king of a foreign country before, I became a little vigilant in my heart, and naturally I was a lot more careful in my words.