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"Hey, isn't this Shizi Jian?" He said something foolishly, and then turned his gaze to the two young girls whose faces were pale due to exhaustion: "What are you doing here? Keep dancing! I haven't seen enough, young master."

The two girls who had been dancing for an entire afternoon had no choice but to move again, but their steps were extremely stiff.

At this moment, Jian Xingzhi felt a little relieved.

He glanced at the luthier playing the piano, and said lightly: "Let me do it."

The luthier was taken aback, and subconsciously looked at Xie Zhuo.

Xie Zhuo also raised his eyebrows: "Hey, Mr. Jian is playing the piano? It's a rare thing!"

"If you don't wink, don't get out of the way!" With a light drink, the luthier backed away with a wink.

Jian Xingzhi sat down in front of the piano, hooked the strings twice with his slender fingertips, and then there was a clank sound.

Like a clear spring hitting a stone, it is so beautiful.

Under the beautiful sound of the piano, the two girls who were a little tired seemed to have regained some strength.

But soon, their faces turned pale again.

It was because the sound of the zither gradually became louder, revealing the sound of killing and cutting, which made them feel extremely uncomfortable.

The sound of the zither scattered murderous aura, making people feel the tension of a thousand-year-old battlefield, and Xie Zhuo was completely awakened by the sound of the zither.

He glanced at Jian Xingzhi, who had a cold expression on his face, but could not hide his murderous intent from the sound of the piano, and then at the girls who could not hide their frightened faces, and waved his hand in boredom: "Go down, bad luck!"

"Young Master?" A look of embarrassment flashed across the faces of the two girls.

They obeyed the order of Eunuch Zhang, and they must serve the young master today, but now...

"Zheng..." There was a deafening sound, and everyone turned their eyes to the place where the sound came from.

Then I saw the little prince brushing over the broken string slowly, with a drop of blood dripping from his fingertips: "Sorry, my hands are slippery."

While speaking, he looked up at the two girls. There was no emotion in his dark pupils, but a trace of fear flashed across the faces of the two girls, and they took two steps back unconsciously.

"What are you talking about? Why don't you go down and wait for the master to send you off?" Xie Zhuo's face sank, and he swept the wine glass down the small table with his hand.

"Yes!" At this moment, even though the two girls had many reluctances, they did not dare to disobey Xie Zhuo's order, so they had to retreat.

After the two disappeared completely, Xie Zhuo complained, "You scared them."

See the two little girls are frightened, their faces turn pale.

Jian Xingzhi got up from behind the piano, and slowly walked towards Xie Zhuo: "Young Master, can't bear it?"

As he slowly approached, even the air became cramped.

Xie Zhuo smiled uncomfortably: "Of course I don't want the beauty to suffer."

"Really?" Jian Xingzhi seemed to chuckle, bent down and stared at Xie Zhuo steadfastly, her crow-feather-like hair drooped down, sweeping across Xie Zhuo's face coldly.

Under his gaze, Xie Zhuo coughed: "Just kidding, I'm not that kind of person. It's just that these two people were placed by the emperor, so I must just deal with it."

While speaking, he rubbed his back indistinctly, away from Jian Xingzhi: "Otherwise, if the emperor finds out about our affairs, it will be broken."

Jian Xingzhi looked at Xie Zhuo who was slowly retreating, and at the glaring mark on his neck, his eyes sank completely.

At this moment, his heart fell into an abyss.

The rage and despair that came from the bottom of his heart was stronger than the moment he was sent to the high platform of Jiaofang, which made him feel a tyrannical desire in his heart.

Xie Zhuo, how dare he touch those people?

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