Chapter 1085
while speaking.
In the confusion of everyone.
Zhang Feng hurried Li Chengqian and the others out of the living room.
Then mysterious went to tinker with a few people.
Look at Li Shimin and the others in a daze.
At this time, all the people who should go are gone, leaving behind a group of imperial court tycoons. At this time, everyone's eyes looked towards Li Shimin, although they wanted to go out and see this group of youngsters. What was going on, but His Imperial Majesty didn't speak at this time, and they didn't dare to go out to see.
Li Shimin also wants to visit.
"Wait, Feng'zi cracked Jing Shu’s Eighteen Refrains on Tartar Pipes last time. You should all know that I was careless! This youngster, if you don’t understand the rhythm , How could it be possible to get Jing Shu in the first place?"
"oh!"
Everyone was hearing this, and they also sighed slightly.
Jing Shu’s room, Zhang Feng’s first visit, Zhang Feng sat in the living room of Jing Shu’s room with a depressed look, watching Jing Shu’s room.
Jing Shu also quietly hangs his head with a slightly red face, sitting on the side of Zhang Feng.
Be silent.
In fact, Jing Shu's heartbeat has already accelerated at this time.
Momo just told her overhearing.
She may be the most aware of who is sitting in the living room, but only she knows these things and dare not say it.
At this time, Zhang Feng came, probably also for music. ,
Let her play the tune.
Zhang Feng is not irritable at this time, and he can't see the anger when he just walked in. ,
On the contrary, I watched Jing Shu's room with great interest.
The decoration of the room is very elegant, like a noble woman. ,
The four walls are covered with various ancient paintings and ancient characters. On the wall directly opposite Jing Shu’s living room, there is an umbrella wearing leather that Zhang Feng doesn’t recognize. Qiu, a woman with an ancient zither on her back.
Women are born with Lizhi, but Zhang Feng never knows who he is.
On the bookshelf on the side of the picture scroll, there are actually some densely packed scores, and so on. Although Zhang Feng doesn’t understand these things, he also knows that these things should be all A priceless existence.
"Most of these ancient scrolls were from the Yanlai Building when I moved last time, and were returned by my sisters and old bustards. Some of the flowers were given by some people, yes. , Last time you were away, the Retired Emperor and Empress came to visit in person. Most of them were brought from the palace by the two of them. They said they wanted to cultivate your sentiment when you had nothing to do.... Learn some court etiquette..."
while speaking Jing Shu glanced at Zhang Feng, a strange flash in his eyes.
Zhang Feng hearing this, did not take it seriously.
At this time, when Jing Shu said this, Zhang Feng was a little bit disappointed.
"What does the Retired Emperor look like? Tell me, and Empress Zhangsun, I heard that Lizhi was born and beautiful, is it devastatingly beautiful..."
Do not wait for Zhang Feng to finish , Jing Shu's horrified look palely covered Zhang Feng's mouth.
"Noble Son Zhang is going to talk about it again. This is a false discussion of the Retired Emperor and the coveting Empress Fengyi, this is to be decapitated!"
There are also horses like this The rules?
Zhang Feng was also dumbfounded.
Busy and comfortable: "Well, well, let's not talk, let's not talk..." While speaking, Zhang Feng also took advantage of the opportunity to hold Jing Shu's small waist.
The air couldn't help but become a little beautiful.
Zhang Feng's breathing is also a little bit short, after the last time he opened the meat, Zhang Feng has some expectations for this kind of man and woman.
More on that.
Jing Shu is already his woman at this time. Although there is no husband and wife, and there is no worship, but at this time the whole Chang'an City knows that they are related, and they are all living together. What happened, who believes?
Besides, Jing Shu is exactly similar to Zhang Feng's secret crush with Zhang Feng at the later university. Where else can he hold it at this time?
I couldn't help but breathe slowly and quickly. ,
The same is true for Jing Shu.
Although she really wanted to, but when she thought of what kind of people are sitting in her living room, she couldn't help but feel shocked and forced Zhang Feng away. ,
"Noble Son Zhang......"
"Why is your name?"
"Zhang, husband......Husband......"
"Don't, there are still distinguished guests at home at this time..."
As Jing Shu said, Zhang Feng is like enlightenment, a basin of cold water, pouring his head down, and suppressing his heart. Purging the fire. ,
As soon as I pressed it down, the two of them suddenly felt embarrassed.
"Well, uh... By the way, I came to you this time just to let you play a song with me, wait, it's in the living room, and... Tomorrow's Mid-Autumn Festival Poetry Club Time... Let's have another song..."
Jing Shu's cheeks are hot at this time. ,
Mumbled softly: "Zhang...Husband...Can you let go of your servant?"
Zhang Feng hearing this for a moment, only then discovered that he is still tight He hugged Jing Shu tightly, and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Some missed Yu Yu'er who was far away in the south of the Yangtze River.
"oh!"
After a long sigh, Zhang Feng said, "I will write a piece of music, and wait for us to practice here. , And then go to the living room and play together with Li Qian, how about?"
"Well...it’s all based on Husband..."
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