He looked at Xitang with a hint of warning.
Xitang took a deep breath and spoke in a slow tone, "Don't worry, Miss. What do you want to learn?"
Shangguan Qingwan's expression remained unchanged. She was neither angry at her provocation nor happy at her compromise.
To put it bluntly, she cares about other people's emotions and opinions out of upbringing, and it is definitely not a means for others to control her. She observes people's words and expressions in order to make the other person feel comfortable with her words and actions. But if someone deliberately makes her uncomfortable, she can completely ignore anyone's feelings!
Shangguan Qingwan smiled and said, "Let's start with a simple song..."
The music was playing in the yard when there was a "thudding thudding" sound coming from the door, like a small hammer hitting the ground.
At the same time, Shangguan Qingyue's little voice rang out, "Big sister! Big sister! I'm here to play with you!"
Shangguan Qingwan's heart softened, she stood up and went over to hug her little sister, "Yuer is so fragrant and soft, Yuer is so cute, give your sister a kiss!"
“Chuckle…”
The two sisters were being affectionate, while Xitang and Henglin behind them had strange expressions, but it was fleeting.
Heng Lin knew Shangguan Qingyue's identity and had already prepared to meet her. His emotions were not too fluctuating, but his heart was inevitably complicated. This little thing was scheming. She had recognized them by their appearance a long time ago, but pretended not to know them!
Xitang narrowed his eyes dangerously and looked at Shangguan Qingyue. It was really like searching for something everywhere but finding it was easy to find.
I originally wanted to trick Shangguan Qingwan and let her get the whereabouts of the divine root from Shangguan Qingyue, but she happened to come.
Xitang raised his hand, touched the strings, and plucked them hard.
Boom...
Everyone looked over when they heard the sound.
Xitang frowned and looked guiltily at Shangguan Qingwan, who was feeding Shangguan Qingyue grapes. "Miss, the string is broken."
Shangguan Qingyue chewed the grapes in his mouth, his little face smiling in a way that was three parts evil, three parts cunning, and three parts nonchalant.
「Oh, coming towards me……」
[Isn't this the fairy maid who makes the bed in Third Senior Brother's palace?]
[Stop making the bed and start polishing the piano? ]
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