The delicate purse was still filled with her fragrance. The displeasure in his eyes gradually dissipated, and he looked at her tenderly: "Thank you, Master."

Yuan Baoer patted his head: "You must pay attention to safety, then I will leave first."

After that, she hurried upstairs, looking back at him worriedly several times.

He stayed there the whole time, not forgetting to wave his hand when she looked back.

After she disappeared from his eyes, he put his wallet close to his body and turned to look at Qu Ruanruan's room.

Killing intent was like ignited charcoal-black smoke, occupying his eyes little by little.

Not long after, the door to the room was opened, and people in the room poured out in droves, still saying bad things about Yuan Baoer.

Xu Shen stood at the door and waited for Qu Ruanruan for a while. Seeing that she had not come out yet, he opened his mouth and shouted: "Ruanruan, are you okay?"

"Wait for me a moment!" Qu Ruanruan said in a panic: "There is something wrong with my clothes. Don't worry about me. You can go over first."

Hearing this, Xu Shen nodded shyly, turned around and left without stopping.

Fu Sichen stood in the corner, walked slowly to Qu Ruoruan's room, used a knife to cut a small gap in the window paper, and pasted it on.

Qu Ruanruan was facing him, her expression was a little panicked, she was holding something in her hand, and she started scratching the strings of her piano.

She picked apart the strings one by one, but she was sweating profusely while doing this simple thing. If possible, she really didn't want to do it in such a dangerous place.

If she didn't want her friends to see that her guzheng was intact, she really should have done it at home.

It was not too late to cut the strings. She also made several severe marks on her zither, including writing a few words with the tip of the knife.

Then, she hurriedly wrapped Gu Zhengzi carefully, hid the knife in the flower pot, stood up and left.

Fu Sichen turned his back, Qu Ruanruan didn't notice her, and hurried upstairs.

The time is coming soon.

He narrowed his eyes and said, "Listen to your heart."

Ting Xin appeared in response and had been waiting for a long time in the opposite room: "Master."

A flash of light flashed in his eyes: "Put the knife in the flower pot on the person next to her. Put the scabbard on her body. Remember to clean the soil."

"Yes." Ting Xin followed the order and left. He looked at the empty corridor, and the sound of musical instruments had begun to sound from the top of the building.

The competition has begun.

Yuan Baoer sat there lazily holding the guzheng. After one person finished his work, the judges would give scores, and the one with the highest score would win.

The people who were selected were all from the imperial palace, and they were also relatively famous musicians in the world, and their attainments were quite high.

"The next one is Yuan Bao'er."

Yuan Baoer stood up with the piano in his hands, sat in the middle and gave a favor but fell down. Jiang Muchen and An Yunsha, who were sitting below, waved to her.

The corner of her mouth curled up slightly, and she glanced at the finale of the song Ruanruan. Her armor picked up the strings, and the sweet music flowed out.

Just like the ardent expectation of a wife who is waiting for the return of her beloved man, it reaches the climax with the heart-stirring sound of the zheng, as if she can see the scene of her husband fighting on the battlefield, then gradually slows down, becomes more sad, and finally gradually falls into

calm.

The expressions of the three adults were all dull, and they suddenly came back to their senses. They clapped their hands quickly and looked at her as if they saw a genius: "The princess is so good at playing the piano!"

"I have been fortunate enough to hear this same tune. It seems to be composed by Master Mo Xun. Princess, you are from Feng Qiguo. Are you Master Mo Xun's apprentice?"

Baoer stood up with his guzheng in his arms. After bowing, he responded with a smile:

"Yes, it's embarrassing. But if you think I didn't play well today, please don't let my master know. Otherwise, my master will definitely think that I have tarnished his reputation."

"How could it be?! In all these years, apart from Master Mo Xun, you are the first one who makes me feel that I have high attainments! And you are still so young."

The eldest adult leaned over: "I really admire you!!"

When the other contestants heard this song, they also knew that they had no chance of winning today's grand prize, but they were all surprised. There was no mistake in this exquisite technique, which made people's skin crawl.

But at only eighteen years old, he is really admirable.

It's just that among so many people, only one group is sour.

Qu Ruanruan sat there with a pale face, looking at Yuan Baoer who was held in the middle. After hearing that her master was the most powerful Mo Xun in the world, she became even more jealous.

With such a life, she is born with no need to work hard and can enjoy so many benefits. Look at her!

How much hard work did she put in to get to where she is today?

Then, the three adults showed their signs.

Three armors.

Top score!!

No one will exceed this score!!

Qu Ruanruan took a breath, her best result all along was A, A, and B. This was the man who was very attentive to Yuan Baoer, but he had always looked down upon her piano skills.

He always said he was pretentious, but this guy isn't coquettish anymore?!

Wasn't the fingering she used just now showing off her skills and showing off her abilities?!

Even if there is nothing wrong, isn’t it considered artificiality?

Not only was she dissatisfied, but her friends were also dissatisfied: "You don't have so much emotion, how can you get such high scores?"

Other contestants sneered at the remarks: "Sister, you can't just add emotion to something. Is it okay to add too much emotion and not pay attention to your fingering, but it will be very pretentious? Every time you use your miserable life experience to play the emotional card, it's tiring.

Aren’t you tired?”

Qu Ruanruan knew who this player was talking about.

She glared at the other party angrily, but the other party mocked her more intensely and attacked instead:

"You have seen now, what is a big hand? Every time you play the piano, you shed tears. Can we stop doing this kind of tricks this year and do something hard to show our strength?"

When Bao'er heard this, he couldn't help but look in the direction of Qu Ruanruan.

Qu Ruanruan was pitiful by nature, but with such angry eyebrows, she had a different charm. It seemed that she noticed her gaze, and Qu Ruanruan looked at her sharply.

The anger in his eyes was like boiling iron juice, almost a handful of it was poured over him.

"Don't look at her."

An Yunsha pulled her back to her seat: "Look at her later, she will probably cry again, no matter what she does. She has lived with her miserable life experience of "no father and no mother" for several years.

As a bonus, she is always invited even for palace performances. Haven’t you noticed that she always looks pitiful?”

An Yunsha's eyes were even more mocking: "Those are all drawn. The tip of the nose and earlobes are all drawn. She can also draw them normally, but during performances she always draws them more thickly, and she cries at every turn.

.With tears falling down, it’s so beautiful.”

She said and thought about it carefully: "How do you say that sentence? Oh yes, it will make the fairy cry!"

Fairy weeps?

Yuan Baoer met An Yunsha's angry gaze again.

Calling fairies to want to eat people is just fine.
Chapter completed!