Speaking of the piano player, Ning Yujin suddenly remembered a person and asked Murong Xuandao: "Mr. Murong, do you know Duan Ming, the best piano player in the world?"
Murong Xuan was walking normally, but when he heard these words, he stopped immediately, frowned slightly and turned to look at Ning Yujin: "Have you... seen him?"
"Yeah," Ning Yujin said calmly, "I met him once on the day of the emperor's wedding. Later, your father asked me not to have contact with him, so I avoided him."
Moreover, Mo Jingxiao said that he was jealous at that time, and the way he said this to her in such a handsome and charming manner, the more he thought about it, the better he looked!
Murong Xuan immediately waved his hand and said: "You are right to listen to what I said. Then who is the best luther player in the world? He is the most deadly luther player in the world. Others cost money to play the qin, but he will lose his life to play the qin!"
Ning Yujin's eyes suddenly widened, and she said strangely: "No way, he plays the piano quite well. I listened to him play for a long time that day."
"Third Miss, have you really not understood it?" Murong Xuan stretched out a finger on both hands and gestured towards Ning Yujin, "One is Duan Ming, the other is Duan Ming, the two of them are
…”
"It's a person." Ning Yujin took the words, her expression full of understanding.
Murong Xuan nodded: "So if you see him, just take a detour. It's not a fun thing."
Ning Yujin raised her head and looked forward, and said with some hesitation: "Then, what if there is no way around it?"
When Murong Xuan heard the difference in her tone, he quickly turned around and saw a man in a bamboo-colored gown not far in front of him, lowering his head and caressing the strings of the piano.
If you look carefully, you will find that he is hanging in the air. One of his feet is bent independently, and the other is placed on his knee. He then puts the piano on his knee. Although there is nothing underneath him, it gives people the impression that he is
The feeling of sitting.
Murong Xuan's eyes flashed with a look of awe, but Ning Yujin suddenly opened her mouth wide and said in surprise: "This posture is awesome!"
Duan Ming, to be precise, should have died. At this time, he raised his head and looked this way, smiled and said to Ning Yujin: "Little friend, long time no see, how are you lately?"
The voice he spoke was not very gentle, as if he were an old friend he hadn't seen for a long time. It was so completely opposite to Juehun's sinister and stinky personality that Ning Yujin actually replied to him: "It's okay."
He smiled softly, turned his eyes to Murong Xuan, and nodded: "Mr. Murong."
"I don't deserve to be called sir." Murong Xuan calmly took half a step forward, blocking Ning Yujin, "If you are fine, we will leave first."
This tone, every word is thorny, you are so rude!
But Na Duanming didn't care, and said to Ning Yujin in the tone of coaxing a child: "My little friend, do you want to see Juehun? He has always wanted to see you."
"Juehun!" Ning Yujin's expression fluctuated, she pushed Murong Xuan away from her, and took two steps forward, "Where is Juehun?"
Duan Ming stretched out his hand to his mouth and made a "shush" gesture, and said with a slight smile: "This can't be said. If you really want to see him, I will take you there."
Ning Yujin immediately waved her sleeves and said the same as Murong Xuan said: "If you are fine, we will leave first."
She is not a three-year-old child, could it be possible that she really was coaxed away with a few words of death?
Murong Xuan just said that a silent song would end one's life in vain, the Empress Dowager's minions, does she dare to believe it at all?
Just as he turned around and pulled Murong Xuan to change lanes, he heard a "whooshing" sound in his ears, and Duan Ming, who was at the other end just now, suddenly appeared in front of them.
He held the piano upright, with a hand with slender white fingers resting on the strings. There was no smile on his face: "Little friend, let me ask you one more question, are you really not going to come with me?"
Seeing this, Ning Yujin raised the corners of her lips and smiled, haha, this is too soft to be too hard.
"Back off." Murong Xuan pulled Ning Yujin back a little, and saw several "whooshing" sounds in front of him, and several black shadows quickly fell in front of them, stopping him dead.
It's the shadow guard following them.
"Thirty-two, thirty-three escort Mr. Lin and Mr. Murong out of the palace, and leave the rest to me!"
The leading shadow guard quickly allocated and deployed his manpower, and several shadow guards immediately stepped forward to fight with Suan Ming.
Ning Yujin did not dare to look back. Thirty-two and thirty-three lifted her and Murong Xuan up one by one, and then they jumped very far away.
The next step was almost without incident. When the four of them left the palace gate, people from Prince Ding's Mansion were waiting there. They rode a carriage all the way back to Prince Ding's Mansion, but no further complications arose.
Just as he entered the room and took a sip of tea to calm his shock, he saw the shadow guards who had been holding him back had also come in. Two of them were injured, but they were not seriously injured, and the rest were fine.
Ning Yujin and Murong Xuan sprinkled medicine on the wound for the two of them. The wound was as thin as a red thread, and they didn't even need to bandage it.
It was gratifying that no one was injured, but Ning Yujin and Murong Xuan did not show a trace of smile on their faces.
"There's something wrong with this injury." Ning Yujin remembered the time she bandaged 108. The wound looked like a real injury. Only sound waves were used to make some wounds so deep that the bones were visible. It was impossible to say that they were separated.
In such a short period of time, the martial arts of killing people has degraded to the point where it can only hurt people superficially.
Murong Xuan also obviously noticed this problem. He raised his head and asked several shadow guards: "Why are you back so soon?"
The leading shadow guard replied: "Sir, we also found it strange. When we went to entangle Duan Ming, he could easily get around among the few of us, but when we fought, he didn't seem to use any
With all his strength, after struggling with us for a few moves, he used the force of a palm push to exit the circle, and ran away with Qin in his arms."
"He's acting so strangely." Ning Yujin rubbed her fingers back and forth on the edge of the table, frowning and thinking to herself, "That Duan Ming should be a pretty powerful person, but judging from this statement, he seems to have deliberately failed.
Defeated. If he didn’t catch us because of the shadow guards, but with his skill, it’s impossible not to notice the shadow guards following us. The only possibility is..."
"He has something to say to you, but he can't say it directly. He can only tell the truth by pretending to arrest you." Murong Xuan also thought of Ning Yujin at this time, so naturally he
Take the next sentence.
Ning Yujin actually agreed with Murong Xuan's statement: "It was the old witch who cut off her life, and the poisonous jade was also placed in the imperial garden by the old witch. Do you think it is possible that the old witch was killed by someone?"
If there is a threat, then Duan Ming is here to secretly report the news?"
"Although it is possible, but..." Murong Xuan said with some confusion, "Who can threaten her?"