Start Summoning Gentleman Sword

The moonlight is like silver, shining everywhere.

It was already dark in the capital, but there was only one place where the lights were shining like daylight.

This place is the most prosperous area in the capital, and it is also where Mingyue Tower is located.

Upstairs in the Mingyue Tower, the sound is in the ear, and the profuse sound makes the heart beat faster.

At the door, three strange men came here.

The three people who came were Zhao Heng, Yue Buqun, and Jia Yuer who was disguised as a man.

As soon as they arrived at the door, they could already hear the coquettish panting sound inside, but this made Jia Yu'er blush.

Grabbing Zhao Heng's arm, his face flushed all the way to his ears, and he spat in a low voice.

"Why are these women so shameless?"

Jia Yu'er was originally the daughter of the Xiangfu, although she always knew that Mingyue Tower was a romantic place, but it was only rumored by other people, and she had never heard it personally.

Seeing it today, it was a shock to Jia Yuer, who was seeing such a scene for the first time.

Zhao Heng patted the jade hand holding his arm to comfort him, before walking inside.

"Three, please, please tell me which girl is in the middle building!"

An old | bustard saw the three people who came in, although their clothes were simple.

But the clothes the three of them were wearing were very delicate with every stitch.

The material is expensive, obviously not something ordinary people can afford.

I couldn't help being happy in my heart, knowing that a big customer came.

Enthusiastically, they greeted Zhao Heng and the others.

"My son, I heard that Miss Wang Yu's piano skills are unique in the capital.

There is nothing to do at night, and I want to listen to a song alone. I don’t know if it’s convenient? "

Among the three, Yue Buqun was the most calm one.

Seeing the old | bustard coming, his tone was flat, he flipped his hand, a piece of gold appeared in his hand, and handed it to his eyes.

The old|Buddhist has never seen such a battle before, besides, this is an ingot of gold, which is very valuable.

Don't just listen to the music, even if you sell Wang Yu, the old | bustard feels that he has made a profit!

"My lord, you're welcome. Miss Wang Yu is upstairs. Of course it's convenient! It's convenient!"

The old|bustard's eyes shifted.

Facing the three people in front of her, she danced and coquettishly, showing off her beautiful branches.

Zhao Heng looked helpless, because just now, the arm that Jia Yu'er was holding on to him suddenly became stronger.

After all, the old bustard is a person who has been in romantic places all year round. It is a pity to see Zhao Heng and Jia Yuer, who is dressed as a woman and a man.

His face was calm, not surprised.

After all, over the years, I have seen many male and female groups in Mingyue Tower...

It's not uncommon to see people who face difficulties, and the old|Buddhist is naturally not uncommon.

Rich people, it is understandable to have more tricks...

"My lords, follow me!"

The old|bustard walked in front, swaying and swaying, showing enchanting.

Zhao Heng and Yue Buqun looked at each other, Zhao Heng walked away, and Yue Buqun stepped behind.

Zhao Heng broke away slightly from his possibly bruised arm, lifted it up, and put his arm around Jia Yu'er's tense shoulder to protect him.

Firstly, don't let the men and women around touch Jia Yu'er, secondly, let the two of you walk together and keep up with the old bustard.

Jia Yu'er's body was stiff, and she followed dumbly like a puppet.

Go through the lobby and up the stairs to the second floor.

The environment here is a little quieter than that on the first floor.

There are also fewer people.

"This is the room ahead!"

The old | bustard went to the front room, opened the room, and the smile on his face was like a wrinkled chrysanthemum, very enthusiastic.

"Okay, got it!"

After finishing speaking, Zhao Heng let go of Jia Yu'er's shoulders and entered the room holding hands.

But Yue Buqun behind him did not enter, but stood at the door.

The old | The bustard looked at the person at the door, about 40 or [-] years old, with a dignified appearance, and even a touch of chic, a little stunned.

There was spring in his eyes, and when he came to him, he wanted to raise his hand to touch Yue Buqun's arm.

"My lord, why don't you go in?"

When Yue Buqun saw the look in the eyes of the old bustard, he naturally guessed his purpose of wanting to get rich.

His complexion was as usual, and the long sword at his waist was immediately embraced in his arms, avoiding the "attack" of the old | bustard.

Not to mention, even an old bustard or a young and beautiful girl is no different from a meal of dung in Yue Buqun's eyes.

Yue Buqun has the best understanding of the principle of being a god without a woman in his heart and drawing his sword.

"My young master doesn't like outsiders disturbing Tingqin. If there's nothing else to do, this... go and do other things!"

Yue Buqun's elegant appearance turned slightly cold at this time, the old bustard looked at Yue Buqun's expression and knew the meaning behind his words.

Although he was a little regretful, he couldn't help but raised his hand to salute him regretfully, and when he was about to leave, he even gave him a sneaky look.

Yue Buqun frowned slightly when he saw the "difficult" old bustard's movements, and after a while, he retreated.

As the old|Buddhist left, Yue Buqun's gaze became sharper, perceiving the surroundings vigilantly.

in the room.

With the sound of closing the door, Wang Yu in the room, that is, Wang Yue, couldn't help asking softly.

"My lord, what song do you want to hear?"

"We didn't come to listen to the music, we came to find you!"

When Wang Yue heard this, she was taken aback for a moment, and before she could recover, the tulle in the middle was lifted by Zhao Heng.

Where Wang Yue looked, Zhao Heng and Jia Yu'er appeared.

"Yuer?"

Wang Yue looked at the two people in front of her, and although Jia Yuer was disguised as a man, she still let Wang Yue tell the truth.

His eyes froze for a moment, but when he saw Zhao Heng beside him, he couldn't help but feel a little colder on his face.

"Yu'er, why did you bring this liar here?"

"Yue'er, he is not a liar.

He is Zhao Heng, His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince who has just returned from the Great Jin Dynasty, and is the younger brother of the former prince whom your father loyally served during his lifetime. "

Jia Yu'er glanced at Zhao Heng, took a deep breath, and spoke seriously to him.

"His Royal Highness Ninth Prince? Yu'er didn't lie to me?"

As soon as Wang Yue finished speaking, her eyes were filled with tears unknowingly, and the big tears ran across her pretty face and landed on the guqin.

"Yue'er, I'm too stubborn, I've placed you somewhere else before.

Why do you want to come back here to build the capital, and it's still in this land of wind and moon..."

"Is he really His Royal Highness the Ninth Prince?"

Wang Yue didn't seem to stay on Jia Yu'er's attention, she looked directly at Zhao Heng, and seemed to have something to say, but she couldn't help asking again.

When Jia Yu'er wanted to explain, Zhao Heng raised his hand to interrupt.

From his pocket, he took out his seal and put it on the table.

Wang Yue's teary eyes froze, and she directly caught Zhao Heng's seal on the table.

After looking at it carefully, after a while, he put down the seal and handed it to Zhao Heng.

"This time, do you believe me?"

Zhao Heng put away the seal, looked at Wang Yue who was acting abnormally at this time, seemed to have thought of something, and continued.

"Yu'er, you go out for a while. Since Miss Wang has already believed in my identity, I want to have a few words with her alone and ask a few questions about Brother Sanhuang."

Zhao Heng remained calm, looking at Jia Yuer whose face was also affected by Wang Yue's emotions, stepped forward, patted Jia Yuer's shoulder to express his reassurance, and said softly.

Jia Yu'er secretly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, looked at Zhao Heng, then at Wang Yue, nodded slightly, then turned and left the room.

In the room, Zhao Heng and Wang Yue were the only ones left.

Wang Yue looked at Zhao Heng in front of her at this time, and wiped away all the tears that were in her eyes before.

Taking a deep breath, he bowed to Zhao Heng and then suddenly knelt down.

"Wang Yue, the daughter of the guilty minister, has met His Highness the Ninth Prince!

Finally... I am looking forward to you! "

Hearing Wang Yue's words, the pupils of Zhao Heng, who was originally calm, shrank suddenly.