Kuai Chuan, fall in love with a fairy

Chapter 561 Overwhelming the Prime Minister's Sick Beauty (51)

Yun Ling stumbled and finished playing a piece of music, with tiny beads of sweat already oozing from his forehead.

He smiled docilely: "I made you laugh."

He You didn't feel anything, she wasn't listening at all.

She nodded casually: "It's a good play."

A smile appeared on Yunling's face.

Rong Yan let go of her fingertips that were tightly clenched on her sleeves, and raised her eyebrows slightly.

His voice was flat, and he couldn't hear any emotion.

"I can play better."

Yun Ling looked at him in astonishment.

Rong Yan stood up.

The young prime minister is good at the piano, but no one is qualified to listen to him.

Rong Yan pursed her lips, her long eyelashes trembling.

At this moment, he realized very clearly that he wanted to please the person in front of him.

Even in such a place, I broke all my bones to play the piano.

He is also willing.

However, the hem of the clothes was pulled by someone.

He heard He You's voice.

"Need not."

The young man was taken aback for a moment, and then panicked.

Wouldn't that work either?

He licked his dry lips, and looked at her cautiously.

"I just……"

He smiled helplessly, and tugged at his sleeve again.

"What can be compared to this kind of thing, you must be the best."

There is no need to compare at all.

And she didn't want Rong Yan to play the piano in this kind of place at all.

It was the first time for the little beauty to play the piano for herself, so it was important to be serious.

Rong Yan was slightly stunned, and stared blankly at her.

He rolled his eyes again: "Don't compare."

Rong Yan nodded in a daze, and wanted to say something, but tilted her head and coughed first.

With plain white palms resting on his chest, the young man's face was pale, and his eyes were slightly moist.

He frowned again, and knocked on the table with his fan bone.

"I have to go back."

It was too late, and the alley was dark.

Rong Yan's cheeks were a little pale, and her thin robe was blown up by the wind.

He coughed twice in a low voice, his eyes lightened: "Thank you."

Thank you for coming with me.

He waved his hand again: "It's good that Mr. Rong doesn't dislike it."

She hesitated for a moment, but asked anyway.

"Is your illness brought from birth?"

Rong Yan shook his head, his voice was quiet.

"I fell into the water when I was young, the root of the disease."

Not only did he fall into the water, but more importantly, he was rescued after soaking in the water for too long.

He frowned again: "Accident?"

Rong Yan pursed her lips, wanting to say yes.

He looked at him indifferently again: "Don't lie to me."

Rong Yan swallowed back the words she was about to say, and nodded obediently.

"It's not an accident."

He's face turned cold again, the night covered half of his face, and also covered his somewhat gloomy expression.

"Who did it?"

Rong Yan lowered his voice a little: "Rong Ce."

There is no need for any reason, just this name makes He's face completely cold again.

She nodded expressionlessly: "I see."

The weather is getting colder, so it's time for Rong Ce to suffer.

Rong Yan pursed her lips, carefully watching her expression.

"Are you angry?"

Are you mad at me?

He snorted again: "I'm in a good mood."

She waved her hand: "you go in quickly."

Rong Yan stood still: "I'll watch you go in."

He was helpless: "What's the difference?"

Rong Yan just looked at her quietly, with clear and delicate eyebrows and soft eyes.

He turned around again, shaking the back of his hand behind him.

"Then I'm going back, you go back quickly."

The teenager who was covered by darkness looked at her back quietly, and curled the corners of his lips.

(End of this chapter)