Everyone present did not understand it, and maybe Meng Dongye did not understand it, but Han Changli understood it and figured it out, and he couldn't help but feel shocked.

What is this fat man surnamed Li? The woman who can choose this wine party to play music for the emperor as her distinguished guest today?

He didn't look back and gently wiped away the sweat beads from the tip of his nose. He thought about it over and over again, sure that he had nothing to attract the fat man, but he always felt a little throbbing in his heart.

When he arrived at the door of the room, the beautiful lady who led the way had stopped, made a gesture of inviting her, and looked at him.

The men downstairs felt very uncomfortable. There were already a few who couldn't stand the loneliness. They found a few beautiful ladies and went into the guest room upstairs.

The remaining ones were only occasionally willing to look in the direction of the room, but they could not see the figure.

"You also want to go in by yourself." Jiao Niang said to Han Changli.

"Thank you, girl." Han Changli bowed gently to Jiao Niang, raised his arms, and placed his hands on the door handle.

Han Changli never thought about the scene inside the house, nor did he think about what kind of jade man he would see, so he pushed open the door of the house quickly and walked in with a swagger.

As his whole body completely walked into the house, the beautiful lady outside the house quickly closed the door.

There was a while of silence in the room, and the two of them stared blankly at each other, their eyes colliding, without sparks, and without any follow-up.

"It's true that the country is beautiful!" Han Changli couldn't help but exclaimed in his heart.

Looking along his gaze, I saw a woman sitting upright in the middle of the room. The woman's appearance was extremely beautiful. At least Han Changli had never seen such a beautiful woman in her life.

I have never seen it on Henan Road, nor at the King's Mansion in Jinan.

In front of the woman was a xylophone, and her hands were still on the xylophone, looking at Han Changli with a charming look.

This woman must be Yan Lingbin. She was wearing a long black dress and her hair on her temples drooped slightly, as if she was fascinating with her breathing.

"Young Master?" Yan Lingbin shouted softly, finally unable to bear the silent atmosphere. Perhaps she was afraid that Han Changli would not hear it, so she gently brushed the strings with her hands.

"Ah?" Han Changli seemed to wake up from a dream, knowing where he was at this time, and also knowing that the beauty in front of him was Yan Lingbin, the most beautiful woman he had ever seen so far.

"Young Master, have you taken a fancy to me? You're so serious? It's not that I'm shy, nor that I'm not that I'm not that I'm not that I'm not that I'm not that I'm not that I'm not that I'm not as good as I do!" Yan Lingbin's voice was

A unique charm, as if even if you can't see this person, you can make countless men ecstatic with this sound alone.

"It makes the girl laugh." Han Changli hurriedly shifted his eyes, looked up in the room, found a chair, and slowly sat down.

"Oh?" Yan Lingbin was a little curious, turned his head slightly, and asked in confusion: "Can't my appearance touch the young master's heart?"

"Of course!" Han Changli looked at Yan Lingbin again. There was no impurity in his eyes now, and it was clear: "But, if there is someone in this door, I naturally dare not let the girl knock the door again."

"Ha! Young Master is so interesting." Yan Lingbin chuckled, lowered his head and began to adjust the strings.

"It was the fat man named Li who asked you to choose me." Han Changli pursed his lips and asked softly.

His eyes kept staring at Yan Lingbin's expression, trying to see some information he wanted to know from her face.

Yan Lingbin's expression did not change at all. She was just playing with the strings, and from time to time she made a quiet sound.

Finally, Yan Lingbin looked up slightly: "Don't you know Mr. Li's identity?"

"The surname of Li can make you a little nervous, but you are very young. You shouldn't be today, so you can only be......" Han Changli didn't continue to say it. The two of them knew it well and didn't need to say more.

"Then you?" Yan Lingbin also asked back.

"A scholar in Xianan Road, that's all." Han Changli said very neatly.

"More than that." Yan Lingbin stared at Han Changli's face with some playfulness. She was really beautiful, but she did not make Han Changli fall in love with her: "Your adoptive father is the King of Jinan."

Han Changli did not answer her words, and the atmosphere became a little dull, but Han Changli liked this atmosphere, so he could have more time to calm his mind and resist the temptation of this woman's extremely beautiful face.

"What are you going to listen to?" It seemed that you finally adjusted the strings of the piano, and Yan Lingbin sat upright.

"Well, how about the song "Meeting"?" Han Changli asked.

"Okay!" With a sound of falling, Yan Lingbin's fingers began to dance on the xylophone.

As the piano sounded, Yan Lingbin seemed to have become a different person in an instant. He was no longer the lazy and tired beauty he had before, but instead became a small grass in spring, full of vitality!

The sound of the piano is also very high, making people unable to help but want to dance. In the middle of the song, Han Changli gently slapped the handle of the chair, which coincided with the sound of the piano.

"When we meet in a narrow road, we can't let the car go."

A sound started, and the lingering sound did not fall. Yan Lingbin was a little surprised, her eyes were just slightly

I glanced at the face of the scholar and scholar, but the sound of the piano under my subordinates was not at all turbulent.

I don’t know how many years this song has been sung, but it was during the empress’s reign. After being sung by the saint of books once, a gust of wind blew up in the Tang Dynasty. During that time, everyone in the streets and alleys could do this "Meeting Journey".

However, today, the tone from Han Changli's mouth is different from that of ordinary people, but it is more in line with the current piano sound.

With this sound, Han Changli seemed to be integrated into this song. He seemed to be one of the two teenagers.

"I don't know who I am young? I asked my family."

"Your family is easy to know, and easy to know is unforgettable."

“…”

"The little woman did nothing and took a zither to the high hall."

"My father-in-law, sit down and adjust the silk to the ground."

As the last sound fell, the piano sound suddenly changed, and the momentum turned sharply, gradually slowing down, and it was completely gone.

"Good song!" Han Changli turned his mind. The heroic spirit of the scholar before was gone, and he became the sick scholar and scholar again.

"Good words!" Yan Lingbin's eyes collide with Han Changli with a smile, as if seducing, but also as if resisting.

"Miss Yan, thank you." Han Changli returned with the last trace of wandering will, and stood up and bowed slightly, as if he would turn around and push the door away the next moment.

"You're leaving like this?" Yan Lingbin was a little surprised. The young master from any family wanted to stay with her for a while when he saw her. This kid was fine.

"Don't send it away." Han Changli added another sentence, as if answering Yan Lingbin's question.

Immediately afterwards, he turned around and pushed the door open, and walked out with great strides. He didn't even forget to turn around and bow again, and closed the door.

Before Han Changli could do the next move, the door was opened again. Yan Lingbin opened the door with a slight angrily, but said seriously: "Next time you come, I will play a song for you!"

"It's not a girl's song, it's not a good one." Han Changli thought Yan Lingbin was wrong. It was because her song was not played well, so he hurriedly turned around and left.

However, unexpectedly, Yan Lingbin did not listen to his explanation at all and closed the door directly. I wonder if Yan Lingbin heard what Han Changli said.

The people downstairs were all a little surprised. This kid actually made Yan Lingbin send an invitation again. What happened? Could it be that Yan Lingbin was moved by this weak scholar who looked very ordinary?

Before those people could gather around to ask what was going on, Han Changli, who had just arrived at the living room on the first floor of the cultural recreation party, was led by Li Sanpang and Meng Dongye and quickly walked out of the interior.
Chapter completed!