King's favor is hard to do

Su Rucheng walked in with a group of Western barbarians.But he didn't know whether it was intentional or not, he just came in, he looked behind the curtain where Du Yuzhang was hiding for several times, and then turned his head to greet Bai Jiaoran.

Although Bai Jiaoran was a little nervous, fortunately he was from a noble family, so he saw this kind of scene a lot.Su Rucheng's mother was an aristocrat of Dayan, who was captured by the Great Khan of Ximan and made a slave in the tent.Su Rucheng is also familiar with Donglu's etiquette and favor.The two chatted for a while, and they were getting better.

After exchanging pleasantries, the business that should be said has been said.The two sides have a banquet, and it's time for the musicians and singers to appear on the stage.

Unexpectedly, Su Rucheng stretched out his hand suddenly to stop Bai Jiaoran.

"The musicians are too far away, so I don't know very well. I want to pick one to sit next to me. How about..." He smiled on his lips, and seemed to point casually, but pointed accurately in Du Yuzhang's direction.

"...Just him."

What?Bai Jiao was taken aback—how could it be so coincidental, he just pointed at Master Du!It was as if he recognized that the person had a different identity and did it on purpose!

"What? Could it be that the musician has a special status, so he can't come here to serve me?

"There is no such thing."

Before Bai Jiaoran could speak, Du Yuzhang spoke by himself.He was holding the flute, and the gray silk cloth covered his eyes and the bridge of his nose, exposing his pointed nose.He smiled slightly and bowed to the chief seat.

"I will play for the honored guests here."

"Come, come, come to me."

Du Yuzhang went to Su Rucheng's food table as he said.He covered his eyes, his steps somewhat hesitant.Su Rucheng looked at him with a smile like that - when Du Yuzhang finally touched the edge of the table, he suddenly stretched out a foot and tripped over Du Yuzhang's foot.

"what!"

Du Yuzhang was unprepared and fell directly to the ground.On the way, an arm was stretched out to wrap around his waist, bringing him into a wide and warm embrace.

Just when Du Yuzhang was about to fall, an arm was stretched out halfway, wrapped around his waist, and brought him into someone's arms.

There was a laugh in his ear,

"So careless, beauty?"

What does it mean?Is it a slap in the face?Du Yuzhang pretended not to know that the other party was doing something bad, and offered to apologize.

"It was a villain who was careless and bumped into the honored guest. Please forgive the sin of the honored guest."

As Du Yuzhang said, he wanted to get up.Unexpectedly, the barbarian young master on the opposite side tightened his arm, but he couldn't break free.

"It's okay. I like beauties in my arms."

"..."

Du Yuzhang pushed a few more times, and the barbarian young master had a strong body and remained motionless.He was in a hurry,

"Dear guest, please let go of the villain. The villain can play for you."

"Sitting in the arms of this young master will not delay your performance. What do you think, beauty?"

Hearing the phrase "Young Master Ben", Du Yuzhang heard a loud sound in his head—he finally remembered who the owner of this voice was!

That Su Rucheng who took his jade ring and didn't return it, and who saved him once in Xuanhu Lane!

But isn't the young master of Ximan who is hosting the banquet today?how come……

"Don't be afraid."

Su Rucheng's voice sounded again, "Why are you shaking? I won't eat you up. If you don't want to, forget it, sit next to me."

Before the words fell, Su Rucheng let go of his arms.He waved his hands nonchalantly,

"Let's play."

Du Yuzhang restrained his mind and began to play in a low voice.

At first, the scene was a bit noisy with the singer singing and the guests talking.But as the sound of Du Yuzhang's flute gradually improved, the whole room fell silent.The sound of the flute is like weeping and complaining, which almost makes people cry.But gradually, the voice became generous, clanging like an iron horse, as strong as thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.In the twilight rain, the long river rolls, and when it turns again at the end, it is full of vitality.

"it is good!"

It's not just whoever said hello first, the room was full of praise.But Bai Jiaoran stared at Du Yuzhang with a tense face - although the final epilogue was full of vitality, it seemed to be separated from the sound of the flute... It seemed that the owner of the flute had already completed his merits and virtues, and he was only relieved by the vitality, but he was completely relieved. No nostalgia?

But Du Yuzhang looked indifferent, nothing unusual.Bai Jiaoran forcibly suppressed the uneasiness in her heart - maybe she was just thinking too much?

Lord Du is in his prime, with a high position and authority.How could he have the idea of ​​committing suicide?

"it is good."

The aftertaste of the flute was melodious, but Su Rucheng suddenly stopped calling.

"My young master is a little drunk and wants to go out for a walk. You go with me."

The so-called "walking" is generally a euphemism for going to the toilet.Therefore, everyone at the table was not too surprised.Only Su Rucheng's companion Dang Tule was a little nervous, "This is the capital of Dayan, why don't I go with the young master."

"Why, are you worried that this cute little beauty will be bad for me?" Su Rucheng snorted, "This young master is a hero, but he is not a coward who needs protection every step of stepping out of the camp! No one is allowed to follow! I only want him to accompany you That's enough."

As he said that, Su Rucheng held Du Yuzhang in his arms, and his steps were really staggering.But when the two left the room and turned the stairs, his drunken state suddenly disappeared.

"Achille, you and I meet again."

He pressed Du Yuzhang against the wall and pulled it hard, and the piece of gray silk covering Du Yuzhang's eyes fluttered and fell off.

"Well……"

A big hand pressed Du Yuzhang's mouth, Su Rucheng suddenly came over and kissed him on the forehead.

"Don't yell. It'll be troublesome if someone overhears you."

"Then let me go!"