Nongyu is like a bird that falls into the trap. From the moment she appears in Xianyang Palace, Ying Zheng knew that this cute bird could no longer be raised, so he could only lock her in a delicate cage that had been prepared for her.

After all, she is still a girl. She is not Mrs. Hu, nor is she Mrs. Mingzhu. If she wants to let her figure it out and let go of her burden, it will be difficult, and there may even be results that Ying Zheng does not want to see.

Therefore, it was Ying Zheng who could only make the decision for her. Even if she might not be willing to go to Yu from the beginning, this matter must be Ying Zheng's first step. If she did not want this bird that had already grown exquisite feathers to fly high and to a height that Ying Zheng could not catch, Ying Zheng could only put shackles on her ankles.

Therefore, there was an insignificant little violinist in Xianyang Palace.

The sun was shining at noon, but the main hall of Xianyang Palace was immersed in a soothing piano sound, soothing the hot temperature a little restless.

Honglian, who was wearing only gauze all over her body, was kneeling beside Ying Zheng, and supported her jaw with her newly washed hands, and her ears with a faint blushing look towards the source of the piano sound.

"Is it very good?" Ying Zheng knocked the red lotus with the brush in his hand, which seemed to be immersed in the sound of the piano, and asked.

"It sounds nice." Honglian nodded.

"How beautiful?" Ying Zheng continued to ask Honglian while writing something on the bamboo slip.

At this time, Honglian's head, which was nodding because of her nod, did not lift up, and a trace of bitterness appeared on Ying Zheng's little face that she could not see. She only knew that it sounded good, but she really couldn't tell why it sounded nice. But if she couldn't answer this, wouldn't it prove that she was ignorant?

Ying Zheng’s problem made Honglian feel worried for a moment, and she really didn’t know how to get over the problem in front of her.

Honglian, who had no answer, had already told Ying Zheng the answer that Ying Zheng had very low requirements for Honglian. Her growth was all about her body. As for her brain, it was really hard to describe. However, her talent in martial arts practice was not good, but it was just good.

"Put this bamboo slip." Ying Zheng put the bamboo slip in his hand on the cage and then inserted it into a very Laode place where Honglian could "hold" the bamboo slip without using his hands.

When Honglian faced Ying Zhengde's sudden attack, she no longer felt nervous and shy. Instead, she wiped out De's sorrow before. She raised her head proudly and turned a blind eye to the bamboo slips inserted in her arms. She smiled at Ying Zheng, "Wait a moment, I can get two bamboo slips."

"Two volumes?" Ying Zheng looked at Honglian with his head in a sideways, looked at him in front of him, and then combined his memory and said seriously: "Maybe it's three volumes."

"Three volumes?" Honglian lowered her head and observed for a while, and said with distress: "It seems to be a little difficult."

"However, in two years, it will definitely be possible." Honglian assured Ying Zheng with a confident light.

The confident Honglian is indeed very cute, because you will see something called silly and cute. What can Ying Zheng do when facing the cute Honglian?

Such a cute Honglian can naturally cry for a long time if she stabs her sword. Unfortunately, while paying attention to harmony, you cannot forget the time of the weather. At least it is not suitable for this time.

Honglian seemed to have seen the flash of flames in Ying Zheng's eyes. Honglian, who was not sure what was the intention, moved towards Ying Zheng, leaned over and leaned into Ying Zheng's ear, and whispered: "Honglian is very stupid. The answer you know may not be correct, but, the king is different. Please help Honglian see, is Honglian's answer correct?"

But Honglian is indeed not very smart. Her little thoughts hidden deep in her heart were exposed because of a small move.

While Honglian was talking, her eyes unconsciously glanced at Nongyu, who was playing the piano in the distance.

Are you demonstrating like your "good sister"? Ying Zheng looked along Honglian's thought of hidden gaze, and saw that Nongyu seemed to have heard nothing at this time, and the beautiful sound of the piano was still flowing slowly between his fingers.

But Ying Zheng knew that Nong Yu must have heard it. As a piano tutor, he was even more a musical genius who could make Kuang Xiu regarded as his successor. Nong Yu's sensitivity to sound gave her hearing that surpassed the limits of ordinary people.

"If this is the case, I really need to help you. Your little head is really not very useful." Ying Zheng withdrew his gaze from Nong Yu without any trace and said to Honglian.

"Now?" Honglian was a little embarrassed at this time. Although she said that, she just wanted to swear to Nongyu that her status here. She didn't think she really wanted to do that.

That's so sorry.

Honglian, who was tied up in a cocoon, looked at Ying Zheng in front of him in a vain. The next moment, he could only lower his head aggrievedly and slowly pulled away the belt that was not very tired.

As the belt slipped down, Honglian felt a faint chill, but more of it was the heat from the bottom of her heart. She really experienced two different feelings for a moment.

Because Honglian was nervous and breathing, she looked bitterly with her little face, as if she was aroused by interest. How should she extinguish this fire?

Honglian, who was in a dilemma, could not hold on any longer. When Ying Zheng opened his arms, she could think that she had just entered. It was a safe world. As for other things, she really couldn't care about it.

Ying Zheng took the opportunity to hold the Honglian that had given up struggling at this time, and hugged the gap in his unfolded clothes, slid his left hand in, wandering on the Honglian's tense back until he grabbed a small knot.

Feeling the tricks of Ying Zheng's palm, Honglian couldn't help but stretch her back tighter, and even caused an unconcealable tremor in front of her.

As Ying Zheng flipped his fingers, Honglian's tight back completely lost its strength, which made Ying Zheng pull out a pink silk silk with lotus pattern from it without much effort.

"If you are like this, even I will not be able to find the answer to your question." Ying Zheng said with his possession to Honglian's invisible ear.

"The king will always have a solution." Honglian subconsciously drilled into Ying Zheng's arms again, and even the sound could not be heard.

"I have a way, but you don't regret it then." Ying Zheng said, biting Honglian's ear.

It was indeed a rare delicacy, but at this time, Ying Zheng didn't want to eat this.

"I won't regret it." Honglian said that she could hold on.

"Ha." Ying Zheng smiled coldly, then slid his palm from top to somewhere along the beautiful arc. At the next moment, Honglian's bent back bounced up instantly, straightening, but the other two were erected higher.

Honglian's so-called defense line collapsed instantly under Ying Zheng's offensive. What she wanted to protect was completely exposed to Ying Zheng's sight at this time.

The high ground has appeared in front of Ying Zheng, and the next moment it is to attack, wrong, measure.

I just wanted to measure it, just to tell Honglian the answer to her question.

But the measurement does not necessarily require using hands. In front of Honglian's trembling eyelashes, Ying Zheng slowly kissed Honglian's eyes, and then slowly moved downward, but the position of this battle was not here.

In the whisper from light to light, Nong Yu could only say the previous word "The Unscrupulous Lord".
Chapter completed!