In the hall, Hua Yuan only occasionally made a few polite words with the two of them, and did not say anything more.

He only acted as a notary for these two people in front of him, and it was inconvenient to say more.

He saw clearly what kind of role he played in it.

During the meal, when Luo Changsheng got off the seat, Yu'er nodded and looked at each other, looking at the direction where the vine sedan was from time to time.

The boy on the vine sedan seems to have fallen asleep since he entered the Feiliu Pavilion.

Never opened my eyes.

After hesitating for a long time, Yu'er finally plucked up the courage to say to Luo Changsheng: "Master, the person on the vine sedan chair is an old friend of Yu'er in the secular world. I wonder if Yu'er can go over and see him?"

Speaking of this, Yu'er's face was a little hot, but it was covered by a white gauze. Luo Changsheng did not notice Yu'er's abnormality.

From the words of You'er, Luo Changsheng heard the origin of the boy on the vine sedan chair.

This made Luo Changsheng even more strange.

At this time, how could Liu Wuqiong bring such a person to Feiliu Pavilion?

According to Luo Changsheng's temper, he would not agree to You'er's request.

But this matter is related to the bet with Liu Wuqian, and he is determined to win the Emperor's secret treasure of Zhenwu Holy Sect.

He didn't believe that Liu Wuqin would bring such a person to Feiliu Pavilion for no reason.

After thinking about it, Luo Changsheng nodded and said, "Since he is an old friend, then go!"

"But there is a difference between men and women. In the future, you must inherit the position of the sect's saint and remember the etiquette."

You'er didn't expect that the extremely strict master would be so easy to talk today.

He suddenly seemed overjoyed: "Thank you, Master, I understand."

After saying that, You'er walked towards the direction of the vine sedan chair with bright steps.

Seeing the female disciple of the Huangquan Holy Sect walking towards Ao Bei, Liu Wuqiong was thinking about whether to stop him, but found that Luo Changsheng's eyes were always staring at him.

After hesitating for a moment, Liu Wuqian still couldn't stop him.

However, the other three disciples under Luo Changsheng saw their junior sister walking towards the sick seedlings on the vine sedan chair.

The already unhappy gaze has become deeper at this moment.

You'er walked to the vine sedan chair and looked at Ao Bei's pale cheeks, his heart tightened inexplicably.

I remember when I first met Ao Bei, he was full of energy and became famous at a young age. He was the King of Freedom in the Dali Dynasty.

It was also that night that he turned the world around and stabilized the situation in the imperial capital in an understatement, becoming the most powerful person in the Dali Dynasty.

You're never forgotten with such a figure.

At that time, I was just a courtesan on the Baihua Boat.

But by chance, I saw Ao Bei, stroked the piano and pinched the shoulders for him.

For Ao Bei, the Baihua Boat's Worship Pavilion is just a place where you can stop by chance.

But for You'er, that night was like a dream.

I met someone who made her unworthy of being moved.

Ao Bei is tall, like an invisible sky.

And I am just a migratory bird in the cage and can't even fly out of the Baihua Pavilion, so how dare I hope to touch the world outside the cage?

Until Luo Changsheng brought her back to the Huangquan Holy Sect.

She thought she would never return to the Dali Dynasty, let alone meet Ao Bei again.

But, by chance, the coincidence of fate made the two meet again.

You'er didn't know if this was fate's favor to her.

But this time, Yu'er dared not give up the opportunity to touch Ao Bei.

Even if it's just close.

"There is no old colors in Baihua Pavilion, you are my king on Luoyun Peak!"

Luoyun Peak in the Huangquan Holy Sect is where You'er lives.

Facing the misty sea of ​​clouds, You'er would recite this sentence to the sea of ​​clouds almost every day.

It’s a pity that I was thinking about the sea of ​​clouds at that time, but not Ao Bei who heard it.

In front of the vine sedan chair, Yu'er murmured softly, and no one could hear what she said.

In addition to the whisper of the sound, Yu'er just stared at the sleeping Ao Bei quietly from beginning to end, without taking a step forward.

It seemed that I was afraid of disturbing Ao Bei's Youmeng.

Even though You'er has now become Luo Changsheng's personal disciple, she will become the saint of the Huangquan Holy Sect in the near future.

But in front of Ao Bei, Yu'er was still the one in Baihua Pavilion.

In You'er's eyes, Ao Bei was still the energetic Xiaoyao King she saw in Baihua Pavilion.

You'er dared not disturb Ao Bei.

Han Ming and Gu E will not disturb Ao Bei because of the appearance of You'er.

The atmosphere in the hall gradually became awkward.

Luo Changsheng's personal disciple actually waited for a sick person like a maid.

Luo Changsheng was worried that his identity was not easy to attack, but Luo Changsheng's other three disciples could not bear it anymore.

When have they seen their junior sister look like this?

One of the disciples named Zhang Pingfeng stood up and said, "Junior sister, don't lose the etiquette of the sect in front of outsiders. Why don't you come back and sit down quickly?"

Zhang Pingfeng seemed to be maintaining the reputation of the sect, but everyone had to hear the strong strange smell in his voice.

However, Yu'er ignored her senior brother.

Because at this time she saw that Ao Bei on the vine sedan chair had woken up.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the white veil woman in front of him, Ao Bei's pale cheeks hung a familiar arc: "It's you!"

Hearing Ao Bei's voice, You'er's figure trembled slightly, and she tried her best to restrain her emotions, and said softly: "King Xiaoyao still remembers You'er?"

Ao Beidao: "Of course I remember, I said, your piano sound is moving and your life is even more moving."

"Since it is moving, I certainly won't forget it."

You'er didn't expect that Ao Bei really remembers himself.

And I still remember everything I said so clearly that it made me feel indescribable joy.

Upon hearing this, the face under the white gauze had already turned red, and he said, "If King Xiaoyao does not dislike him, King Xiaoyao would like to play the piano again."

Ao Bei smiled but didn't say anything.

When the words of You'er fell into the ears of Huangquan Holy Sect and others, they suddenly became angry.

Isn’t this embarrassing the Huangquan Holy Sect’s future saint to play the piano with a sick person?

"Since the girl is so elegant, my sect will become a beauty and add a bit of fun to this empty hall."

Liu Wuqian opened his mouth at the right time, and a guqin was taken out of Liu Wuqian's Sumeru Ring and slowly fell in front of You'er.

Looking at the guqin in front of him, Yu'er didn't care about the eyes of others.

Sitting on the spot, my slender fingers had already fallen on the strings.

The melodious notes immediately spread in the hall.

The orchid-like chanting in the valley also rang in the hall.

"In the past, I was born under the glazed moon in Changning City;"

"I will never give up on my own bullets, but I will worry about the difficulty of my Lord!"

"Flowers bloom and fall but never meet; flowers bloom and fall but no flowers break!"

"If you meet each other every day, you will never forget each other; if you meet each other every day, you will be confused!"

"How can I see it in front of the Thunderstorm Pavilion? Flying red diamonds step on the colorful strings!"

"The old colors are seen in the Baihua Pavilion; the hanging mountains are my king!"

"The old colors are seen in the Baihua Pavilion; the hanging mountains are my king!"
Chapter completed!