Li Yuan, when the rooster crows and dawn breaks, Li Ziye disappears again.

Southeast of the capital, the quietest area in the entire capital, the prosperity seems to be isolated from it. There are no extravagant palaces of princes and no place for gorgeous fireworks.

Some are just the daily lives of poor people.

And in these inconspicuous places, in an equally inconspicuous courtyard, a woman got up early, watered the flowers and plants, and immediately went out for morning exercises.

Yu Qingxuan was in poor health when he was young, and his doctor asked him to exercise more. Therefore, he has maintained the habit of morning exercise over the years.

The noble children in the capital never imagined that the fairy in their hearts lived in such an inconspicuous place.

However, Li Ziye knew.

Because, Li Qingzhi told him.

Miss Yu, what a coincidence!

By the Xiangshui River, Yu Qingxuan, dressed in green clothes, was just getting ready for morning exercises when the annoying sound came from behind.

Yu Qingxuan turned around, and under the morning sun, Li Ziye, dressed in a sports shirt, ran over. With his sunny face and bright smile, he looked so delicate and rare.

Unfortunately, the impression of Li Ziye in Yu Qingxuan's heart has become extremely bad.

Therefore, after seeing Li Ziye, Yu Qingxuan turned around and left without saying a word.

Miss Yu, Fairy Yu, don’t leave. Let’s talk about life, music, and poetry!

Li Ziye trotted after him and kept wandering beside Yu Qingxuan, saying with a smile on his face.

Mr. Li, I still have something to do, let’s wait for another day.

Yu Qingxuan said something and left quickly, wanting to get rid of the annoying flies in front of him.

Li Ziye didn't know that he had been treated like a fly, but he still stepped forward to stalk me regardless, saying, "Miss Yu, I'm here to apologize to you. It's all Bai Wangyu's fault for insisting on dragging me away."

Chang Huayuan, you still have to make me drink, otherwise I won’t be drunk and rude. Miss Yu, please forgive me.

Ah sneeze!

Li Yuan, West Wing. Bai Wangyu, who had just walked out of the room, had a sore nose and sneezed twice in a row.

Caught a cold?

Bai Wangyu looked puzzled. Ever since he started practicing martial arts, he had not been exposed to cold for many years.

What happened today?

Southwest of the capital, by the Xiangshui River, Yu Qingxuan looked at the shameless young man in front of him, feeling increasingly disgusted.

Who doesn't know what kind of person the Confucian eldest brother is? He can actually pour dirty water on others without blushing or beating his heart.

Master Li!

Yu Qingxuan stopped and said seriously, I have nothing to do with the young master, and it is meaningless to forgive or not. Why should the young master bother to bother me!

It's relevant, why doesn't it matter.

Li Ziye hurriedly said, aren't you looking for the owner of "Ambush from Flying Daggers"? Yes, I wrote it!

Yu Qingxuan frowned and asked, "What are the twelve laws? What are the seven tones?"

Li Ziye was stunned and asked, "What do you mean?"

When Yu Qingxuan heard this, his expression became more and more impatient and he said, Mr. Li doesn't even know the common sense of music, so how could he possibly write such an amazing score as "House of Flying Daggers"?

Li Ziye looked bitter. He didn't study ancient music, so how could he understand this.

He just has a good memory and can memorize things he has read once.

As for the music score of "House of Flying Daggers", he just flipped through it casually. As for the common sense of music, who would go out of his way to read it.

Little did he know that there would still be exams!

This question is obviously out of scope.

Mr. Li, if you can't answer, please stop pestering me.

Yu Qingxuan said something and immediately walked away again.

Li Ziye rubbed his hair vigorously and smiled bitterly, but he did not give up and continued to follow.

It seems that it is not easy to restore his impression in Yu Qingxuan's heart!

Last night, he had gone too far in seeking death. How could he know that he would have something to ask for from this little courtesan?

Ahead, Yu Qingxuan walked quickly for a long time and found that Li Ziye was still following behind him. His anger became increasingly difficult to suppress.

Why is this person so difficult to deal with!

A quarter of an hour later, seeing that he was about to return to where he lived, Yu Qingxuan had to stop, turned around and looked at the young man behind him, and said in a deep voice, Mr. Li, what exactly do you want to do?

I don't want to do anything, I just want to make friends with Miss Yu.

Li Ziye grinned and said, given the current situation, of course he couldn't tell him that he wanted to go to Yin's house.

Mr. Li has a noble status, but Qingxuan is just a prostitute and cannot reach such a high level. Mr. Li, you might as well invite him back. Yu Qingxuan said in a deep voice.

The world is equal, and there is no distinction between high and low. Although Miss Yu is in the world, she can be alone and emerge from the mud untainted. She is infinitely nobler than those who talk about benevolence, justice and morality, but do all kinds of bad things.

Li Ziye slapped a rainbow fart on him and almost used up all the words he knew. In order to establish a good relationship with Yu Qingxuan, he spent all his time talking.

Sure enough, Yu Qingxuan looked surprised after hearing the former's unique views on status.

Are all people equal?

This was the first time she heard someone say such a thing.

Li Ziye saw the expression of the woman in front of him and knew that what he said worked. He hurriedly continued to search for words in his mind and said, Miss Yu, I am from a merchant family, and my status is not noble. However, I never think that I am inferior to others. Prince

General Xiang Ning has a kind of understanding. The king is like a boat, and the people are like water. The water can carry the boat but also capsize it. Therefore, in life, there is no such thing as high or low. The high or low depends entirely on the human heart.

Wonderful!

After Li Ziye finished speaking, he felt very satisfied.

It’s been a long time since I’ve talked so blatantly!

Mr. Li really thinks so?

Yu Qingxuan said softly, with waves in his heart, and looked at the person in front of him. At this moment, it seemed that he could no longer understand this young man with a changeable face.

Whether you are noble or not, it all depends on your heart! This sentence really spoke to her heart.

She knew that although countless wealthy and powerful disciples had been pursuing her over the years, they only cared about her appearance and body, and they still looked down upon her status as a prostitute.

This is the distinction between high and low in the world, which is deeply rooted in people's hearts and cannot be changed.

certainly.

Li Ziye nodded vigorously and said, Miss Yu, if you and I have been together for a long time, you will know that I have always been consistent in my words and deeds. I have a good character. I am afraid of killing ants when I sweep the floor. I care about moths and gauze lamps. I drank too much last night.

Only when you are a little older can you talk and contradict the girl.

Amitabha, fellow bandits in the underworld, you are neither ants nor moths. I am really sorry for hurting your lives.

Forget about what happened last night.

Yu Qingxuan was kind-hearted and didn't want to care about it anymore, so he said softly.

real!

Li Ziye's face was filled with joy, he stepped forward and grabbed the hand of the woman in front of him, and said excitedly, "Thank you, Miss Yu, thank you so much!"

Yu Qingxuan's expression changed, and just as he was about to break free, an angry voice sounded not far away.

You disciple! Let go of Fairy Qingxuan!

Before they finished speaking, a young man who looked to be fifteen or sixteen years old rushed over from behind the two of them, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a tiger-like appearance. He ran in front of the two of them and grabbed Li Ziye.

Pushing away, he said angrily, "Who are you? You dare to bully Fairy Qingxuan? Be careful, I will let my father kill you!"

Dare I ask, who is your father?

Li Ziye was stunned for a moment and asked.

My father is King Donglin, one of the Ten Martial Kings!

The young man raised his head and said.

King Donglin?

Li Ziye looked startled. Another prince of King Wu? When did King Wu of the Great Shang become so worthless? Wherever he goes, people tell him his name.

Isn't this bullying?

Are you scared? If you are scared, leave quickly. Otherwise, I will make you look good!

Donglin Prince Wu Duoduo said with his hands on his hips and an arrogant look on his face that said, "I am very powerful, please leave quickly."

Your Majesty, Mr. Li did not bully me, it was just a misunderstanding.

On the side, Yu Qingxuan saw that the misunderstanding was getting worse and couldn't bear it, so he opened his mouth to explain.

Don’t be afraid, Fairy Qingxuan. With me here, he won’t dare to bully you anymore!
To be continued...