Jinyao can actually please such a person.

But it doesn't matter.

She will avenge her brother.

Today she will tell Jinyao that identity and status are always a gap that a shameful concubine's son cannot cross.

Your Highness is even more unlikely to slap the Prime Minister's Mansion in the face for a mere actor.

Thinking of this,

A sweet and lovely smile soon appeared on Jin Ningfu's face.

She watched the two of them walk through the ancient times and said hello in a kind manner: "Your Highness, the Ninth Princess."

Ranbai glanced at the eyes with a faint look, and a silent sense of oppression existed. She ignored it and walked straight past Jin Ningfu and sat down.

Jin Ningfu's smile was slightly stiff.

Ning Yu'an Danjing looked at this scene, and she knew it in her heart but didn't look moved. She nodded slightly in courteous manner and walked over.

Jin Ningfu stood there and took a deep breath.

Behind him, smiling, the young lady was picturesque, how could she be emotionally unstable and in poor condition?

When I turned around again, my smile was still spoiled and brilliant.

Jin Ningfu held this banquet on his own initiative. She sat in the main seat and was very accustomed to such occasions. She picked up the wine glass and said a few words.

His eyes seemed to accidentally bump into the prince in the lower right corner, and he withdrew his eyes like he was coquettishly.

Ning Chengjie's heart was slightly touched, and the force of holding the wine glass became heavy. However, when his eyes met the purple-clothed and beautiful figure opposite, the good mood was instantly wiped out.

Ning Bai!

Ning Chengjie's face was gloomy and clear.

What did Jin Ningfu invite Ning Bai over to do?

Originally, Ning Chengjie felt so nervous when he saw Ran Bai every day. Now, when he saw Ran Bai in the Prime Minister's Mansion, the air conditioning on his body was even more rustling.

The young men sitting next to him looked at Ning Chengjie silently, then looked at the princess opposite him, shrank her neck, and looked at her eyes more than her nose, and no one touched the bad head.

It's over!

The prince and the princess collided again!

As long as these two people collide, there will be no good things!

"I heard that Your Highness never participated in such an occasion in the past. If you can come today, it will really make my Prime Minister's Mansion shine brightly." Jin Ningfu said with a smile.

Ranbai leaned lazily and casually on the back of the chair and nodded casually.

Yes! It's a sound!

Jin Ningfu couldn't laugh immediately.

She just said a very normal and polite word, but any normal person should know what to say next.

Ning Bai actually responded without hesitation?!

Jin Ningfu gritted her teeth and couldn't hold her smile. She snorted softly. After thinking about something, she regained her smile and even became brighter: "You all come today. I specially invited the best piano masters in Chang'an City to come and cheer up."

Everyone listened to Jin Ningfu's words: "!"

There was a lot of discussion for a moment, but they all whispered in a low voice.

"It's not the one Meng Fusheng, right?"

"In my opinion, 80% of it is."

"Who dares to be the number one zither in the capital except that?"

"No...what is it today? It's a dying rhythm."

Who doesn’t know what happened a few days ago, and no one knows the piano master and the princess... Cough cough, it’s a bit unexplained.

As a result, Jin Ningfu actually invited everyone to the Jin family. What does this mean?

After saying that,

Jin Ningfu quietly glanced at His Royal Highness next to her.

Unfortunately, Ranbai did not respond at all. She lowered her eyes slightly, looking very cold and indifferent.

Jin Ningfu unconsciously raised the corner of her lower lip.

Jinyao, Jinyao.

Have you seen it?

This banquet was held in the back garden of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Rockery flowing water, ancient charm of the long corridor.

The gardens of the Prime Minister’s Mansion are famous in the capital.

Because there is a clear lake water in the middle of the garden, which is most suitable for visiting the lake to attract scenery. A pavilion was built on the side of the lake. The shade of trees blocked the sun and cast shadows. Layers of white veil fell down, floating and flying, blocking the sound in the pavilion.

And at this time,

The distant and pleasant and exciting guqin sound came from there.

The translucent white gauze fell from the pavilion, and a guqin lay quietly there, stroking the strings of a pair of slender and distinct hands.

Looking up, there are snow-colored sleeves embroidered with elegant pear blossoms.

The young man is like jade, and it is hard to find the second one.

Jin Yao's fingertips slightly tweaked the strings of the piano, and the quiet and far-reaching sound of the piano poured out from his fingertips. He stared at the shadowy figure outside the translucent white gauze, which allowed him to see his purple-clothed charm, high-top, sharp and cold demeanor.

A happy curve was bent on the boy's lips, and his eyes remained unavailable for a moment.

He knew that Jin Ningfu wanted him to come over with ulterior motives, but he also knew that His Highness would come.

so,

He is here.

Jin Ningfu has always known the identity of Jin Yao's piano player, but she has never heard Jin Yao play the piano. Now, when she hears it, she subconsciously is stunned. Even if she doesn't understand the piano, she still feels that the song is so good that it is too good.

Jin Yao...

Jin Ningfu pursed her lips, not letting herself think so much.

Ranbai was lazy and played with the wine glass, wearing aura that was not close to the stranger, cold and sharp. She raised her eyes calmly, Feng Qingyun glanced at the pavilion, and drank a sip of strong wine, with an unpredictable expression.

In that moment.

Jin Yao always stared at the princess's gaze piously, as if she was collide in the air, but it was just like an illusion.

The boy paused slightly with his fingertips. He lowered his eyes and glanced at the guqin. It seemed that he had paused for a moment, and then continued without moving his expression.

The sound of the guqin is so far away that it turns into smoke and wraps around the heart until it is on a certain syllable—

A sudden pause.

A sharp moment appears.

Some people who liked piano skills were fascinated by the sound of the piano. At this moment, they were forced to wake up because of the interruption of the piano and looked at the pavilion subconsciously.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know..."

"Why did it stop suddenly?"

"Aren't you known as the number one lynnial master? Can you still make such mistakes?"

"Ah." Jin Ningfu waited to see what she was thinking, and there was an uncontrollable smile in her eyes. She restrained her slightly, sat upright, pretending to be surprised: "It's the strings that broke."

"It's not a good sign that the strings are broken." Jin Ningfu raised her eyebrows, "What's going on with the young master?"

There was no sound in the pavilion, and it seemed extremely quiet for a moment.

Jin Yao looked at the broken string indifferently. The curve of the thin lips mocked the darkness, which was a deep world-weariness hidden. He was indifferent and didn't care about this. He just looked at His Royal Highness, who had always been high through the white gauze. The paranoid emotions in his eyes were too burning and dark.

He knew Jin Ningfu wanted to embarrass him.

But he was betting too.

Just bet...

Your Highness cares about him at all, no matter what he cares about.

It doesn't matter if it's possessive or anything else, even a toy, he is willing to be her toy.
Chapter completed!