Mu Qianye thought that this beauty Yunxue had happened in recent years, and it turned out to be an old past. No wonder she had never heard of it.

Are you not from the same age as Beitangxi? Why does Beitangxi want this "Yunxue" guqin so much?

"The third prince, I'm sorry, I'm not hurt. I'm not hurt this person, I have no other strengths. I'm just going to be a little clever and make some money. But Wushang never gave up the things he likes to others. Unless..." Mu Qianye said and stopped.

"Unless this prince has sufficient reason to convince you, Wushang," Beitangyu smiled and continued to follow Mu Qianye's words.

"The third prince is indeed extremely smart. Before Wushang could say anything, Wushang knew what Wushang wanted to say."

"It's just a royal old thing." Beitangyu said it very lightly, but thinking about what Beitangxi cares so much shouldn't be a sesame and green bean thing. "In the early years of his ascension to the throne, he was romantic and had three thousand beauties in the harem. Yunxue was originally a zither master. Entering the palace to become the imperial master is the way she was destined to take."

Beitangyu began to tell this old story of the royal family, "However, Yunxue's first appearance made the young father lose his spirit. Her beauty and her piano sound were all exciting and touching."

"As the most noble man in the Quanbei Wing Kingdom, the father thought he could not get anything. However, there was one thing he had never gotten, that was Yunxue's heart. Although it occupied Yunxue's body, it was just a soulless body."

"Yunxue has been imprisoned in the deep palace. From the moment she was attracted by her father, even if she gave birth to a prince, she had never seen that child. Such imprisonment ended with a fire, which burned the entire palace, and Yunxue's whereabouts became a mystery."

"A fire, a confined palace, Yunxue may have died in a sea of ​​fire and no bones exist, but there are also saying that she escaped from the shackles of her father. The reason for that fire was just to cover up."

"All things about Yunxue were wiped out in that fire, leaving only this Yunxue Qin. Qin was not in the palace where Yunxue was imprisoned, so she was spared, but later, Qin disappeared."

Mu Qianye quietly listened to Beitangyu finishing the old story and also grasped the most critical part of it. This woman named Yunxue has a son!

If you guessed correctly, this child is Beitangxi.

So this Yun Xueqin, which he was trying hard to get, was his mother's only relic.

But this has something to do with her, Mu Qianye. She is not a sympathetic person. It is impossible for him to forgive what he did to them because he had a heartbreaking birth, right?

"Is this the reason why His Highness the Third Prince gave Wushang?" Mu Qianye smiled faintly, "I didn't expect that His Highness the Third Prince and Prince Mu had such a good relationship. He would actually want to help him get what he wanted from Wushang."

"I will not force others to do anything, especially those like Wushang Young Master. I just want to make friends with you." Beitangyu had a signature smile on his face, and he gave people a very gentle feeling, just like the warm sunshine.

"Oh? The third prince is just idle and wants to spread some royal anecdotes with Wushang?" She didn't care about Yunxue's guqin. This guqin had no meaning to her, but it did not mean that she would hand Yunxue over to Beitangxi because of such a story. Forgive her, she was just a mortal and could not do such a thing.

"Young Master Wushang wants to think so, but I have no objection. Your master Wushang's teahouse is very unique." Beitangyu did not ask Mu Qianye about "Princess Rui", but instead cared about Mu Qianye's teahouse.

"It's not a matter of being unique. It doesn't hurt a person. It's just a matter of running a teahouse to make some money." Her teahouse was accumulated by her and her brothers with sweat. If it weren't for the incident back then, they would only make money in the border area.

But what happened back then made them deeply understand one truth: if they want to hold their lives in their own hands and no longer be slaughtered, they must have their own strength.

"Wushang, I heard that the songs of His Highness of the Third Prince only exist in heaven and in the world." Mu Qianye said with a smile: "I wonder if Wushang has such honor to listen to His Highness of the Third Prince play a song?"

Beitangyu smiled gently, took out the jade flute that was tied to his waist, and started playing it.

The sound of the flute was melodious, pouring out like a spring water. The moonlight outside the window fell on Beitangyu's body, and his water-blue figure had a deep feeling.

It turns out that he is a romantic prince, with a romantic and a romantic musical song.

I have to admit that Beitangyu's songs are probably not comparable to those of ordinary people.

Just a song, Mu Qianye is still immersed in the sound of the flute.

Beitangyu, no wonder he was so stubborn in the world.

"What do you think of Wushang Young Master?" Beitang Yu asked Mu Qianye with a smile.

Instead of answering Beitangyu with words, Mu Qianye took out a silver note of 100 taels from his arms and put it in front of Beitangyu.

In an instant, Beitangyu knew that he had been fooled!

Mr. Wushang treats him as a showman! One hundred taels, buy a flute from his third prince Beitangyu!

"Your reward." Mu Qianye said solemnly.

Beitangyu was slightly stunned for a moment, but was not angry. He reached out and put away the silver notes on the table, "Thank you, Mr. Wushang, for the reward."

The two were silent for a while, and suddenly a burst of laughter broke out.

Mu Qianye smiled because Beitangyu was indeed different. His grandson, but it was a humiliating thing to not be rewarded because he was rewarded.

At this moment, downstairs, a man in white walked in.

"This young man, is the private room or the lobby upstairs?" Although the shopkeeper did not recognize Duan Qingkuang, he knew with a little bit of eyesight that the man in front of him would not be simple.

"Strange Site." Duan Qingkuang said as he walked upstairs.

Halfway through, I heard a burst of laughter and joy, which came from one of the private rooms upstairs.

Suddenly, Duan Qingkuang's face turned half dark, for no other reason, just because he could tell Mu Qianye's voice from this low voice.

Of course, besides her, there was another man's voice in the room.

"Young Master?" Seeing Duan Qingkuang stopping, the shopkeeper couldn't help asking.

Duan Qing frowned, staring at Room No. 1 in Tianzi, and then suddenly his figure flashed and flew into Room No. 1 in Tianzi.

In the room, Mu Qianye and Beitangyu's conversation was interrupted by a sudden accident.
Chapter completed!