The Raiders of Quick Pass

Chapter 738
"I still have something to say..."

A pair of pitch-black eyes were lifted up, the pupils were indifferent and shallow, and the hearts of those who watched were tense.

"My son will leave first."

"Qi Yan!"

Seeing him ignoring him and leaving, Qi Shangshu was so angry that his chest heaved and his face was livid.

In a quiet and elegant room.

Qi Yan, who came out of the shower, was dressed in a white undershirt, and his forehead was still a little wet, dripping round water droplets, flowing down his handsome cheeks into the snow-white placket.

The clothes are a little low, revealing the delicate collarbone, which is beautiful and attractive.

When he came out, he walked straight to the window.

There was a potted bamboo plant quietly placed there, shining in the moonlight, and the green bamboo leaves danced lightly in the night wind.

Qi Yan stood on the window sill, his figure was slender and straight, his silky long hair fell loosely around his thin waist.

Looking down at the green plants, the lips softened slightly.

His slender fingers tapped on a piece of emerald green bamboo leaves, he bent his eyes and murmured: "Your Highness..."

really miss you.

It's not long since we separated, but... I really want to.

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On the second day, the draft ceremony continued.

The men who participated in the draft show their talents.

Because there are more than 300 people, it takes a long time, and one day is not enough, so His Majesty personally removed some people from the roster.

There are only 50 people left.

Qi Mo and Qi Yan are naturally on the remaining list.

Qingwu still sat lazily on the comfortable seat, watching the young masters below with great interest performing their talents.

Some dance swords, some dance, some present music, some paint...

In short, should she sigh that the noble sons of the imperial city know everything about poetry, etiquette, chess, calligraphy and painting?

Qi Yan stood among the handsome men, watching the girl's eyes staring at those men, as if attracted attention, he couldn't help pursing his slender lips.

"Next, Sanba, Qi Shangshu's second son, Qi Mo!"

Qi Mo, who was standing a few people away, heard his name, and stepped forward holding the piano.

When passing by Qi Yan, he listened to his footsteps, twitched the corner of his mouth at him, and snorted lightly with unknown meaning.

But the other party didn't even give him an inch of gaze, completely ignoring him.

He lowered his eyelashes, hiding the gloom in his eyes.

He went forward to salute the empress and several imperial daughters, put the qin on the qin stand, and looked at the heroic woman in Tsing Yi.

Seeing her looking this way, he couldn't help but straighten his back.

Picking the strings lightly, he played the piano seriously, and the sound of the piano was delicate and soft, very pleasing to the ear.

The courtiers whispered and nodded repeatedly, it could be seen that they were quite satisfied with his piano sound.

Qing Wu's expression didn't change, no attitude could be seen.

At the end of the song, the empress nodded with a smile, and Qi Mo became more and more proud of this.

After him, is Qi Yan.

The ceremonial official shouted: "Sanjiu, the third son of Qi Shangshu, Qi Yan!"

Immediately, everyone paid attention.

No matter how many times you look at the appearance of the third son of Qi, you still feel amazing.

Everyone watched him step forward with burning eyes.

Qingwu sat up straighter.

Seeing that his hands were empty, the empress turned slightly to discuss with the husband next to him, "What talent do you think this child will show?"

Mrs. Wang, who was wearing exquisite makeup, was thinking about how his son was beaten last night, very absent-minded.

He came back to his senses after hearing His Majesty's words, and replied casually: "Sing a song?"

"Gu doesn't look like it." The empress smiled.

Standing in the middle of the stage, Qi Yan raised his hand, revealing the bamboo flute covered by the wide sleeves.

The flute is very simple and simple, with clear bamboo joints and no decorations.

Everyone was a little surprised.

Playing the flute, no one has performed it before.

(End of this chapter)