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Chapter 341 I Am Her Secret Guard (Fourth Update)
Xiao Lian is wearing a brocade robe in men's clothing, embroidered with the emperor's dragon pattern of Dachu, which was specially ordered by Feng Junchu to customize it for her according to the imperial ritual system. This attire was originally for two people to have nothing to do, and make a fool of themselves behind closed doors. It was worn for fun at the time, but now it comes in handy.

Recently, she has been thinking about it day by day, and wants to meet this famous singer in the Shuang Country, so she has been making troubles with Feng Junchu for a long time, saying that she is panicked from being locked in the palace every day, and she needs to go out to breathe.

Now that the war in the chaotic world of the empire has just subsided, a lot of waste is waiting to be done, Feng Junchu is so busy that he can only gossip with her occasionally in the study, and only when he falls asleep at night can he get rid of his lovesickness, and he has no time to accompany her on weekdays. She went out for a walk, but was tortured by her again, and she didn't know how to coax her.

So Xiao Lian took the opportunity to say that he would travel in disguise for him and go to the Beiman Mountain Palace.

Feng Junchu's first reaction was that she wanted to sneak out to meet the man who gave birth to a little girl with her. Naturally, she was unwilling, but she couldn't bear to see her go crazy with boredom, so she sent Bai Jing Clean, plus a guard of honor of thousands of people followed, and once back and forth, only three days.

For Xiao Lian, three days was enough, and the two sides hit it off, and she happily fell in love with Feng Junchu's imperial kicker, and came to Beiman Mountain.

Now, at the entrance of Cool Wind Hall, Xiao Lian cleared his throat, tugged at his collar, and with a flick of his robe, he entered the hall.

The huge Yingluo hidden around her neck made her breathless even after making a little movement.

She was unsupported, and after walking for a long time, she felt a little dizzy, so she sat outside the flowers to catch her breath.

Wu Shuang inside had already sung the song "Song of the Changfeng" once, but no one from Fengjun Chu came, so she had to sing it again.

Xiao Lian finally calmed down, sat outside the flowers and listened carefully, what was the babbling in that song?
It is said to be a song, but there is no rhyme at all, and it is said to be plain language, but I can't understand a word.

do not understand at all!
Of course she didn't know that Wu Shuang's song was specially sung for the learned men in Jiuzhou.

Men in Jiuzhou, who have some knowledge and education, must learn to recite "Three Thousand Chapters of Great Jiuzhou Praise" from childhood. This ancient brick-like book is divided into [-] chapters, and it is dedicated to collecting various poems and songs of ancient Jiuzhou. Fu, and the embellishment of rhetoric is extremely rare, profound and complicated, and it pays attention to the artistic conception rather than the rhyme. If you have no ink in your heart, it will be like a book from heaven.

So now, for Xiao Lian, who had never studied in Jiuzhou, after listening to "Song of the Changfeng", he was at a loss, completely unaware that she was singing a bird!
She wiped the hair hanging down from her forehead, breathed a sigh of relief, walked around the flowers, and came to the porch in a coquettish and unrestrained posture.

Through the bead curtain, I saw the woman inside, dressed in white as snow, with long hair like ink, nodding her head and playing the piano, really like a fairy in the painting.

Depend on!Luckily, this little girl was not seen by Chu Lang!
She was so angry that she was dizzy again, so she could only lean against the pillar beside her, with her feet crossed and her hands folded in front of her chest, making a suave appearance.

Inside, Wu Shuang raised her eyes lightly, and saw that His Majesty the Emperor outside was not as burly and brave as in the legend, but was also slender, leaning against the porch, staring at her intently, so there was an imperceptible smile on the corner of her mouth, singing A little more joy, the sound of the piano between the fingers is more lingering.

Xiao Lian is not a person without self-cultivation. Although she can't understand the song, she can't be more refined when listening to the song. Back then, she won the Jiejinqin by Sheng Chuyi. It's all right, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

She left the colonnade, took two steps forward, raised her hand to lift the bead curtain, and didn't come any closer, but only looked at Wu Shuang who was sitting in the center of the hall.

Wu Shuang was singing with full of emotion, when she raised her eyes and saw her face clearly, she was so shocked that she almost sang out of tune.

He is Feng Junchu?

That crazy king who built a country by killing?
She pretended to read all the hearts of men in the world, but she missed a beat.

"Your Majesty." The singing stopped abruptly, Wu Shuang got up and gave Xiao Lian a deep blessing.

Xiao Lian waved his hand, "No need to be too polite, just keep singing."

"Yes." Wu Shuang was secretly happy, it seemed that he liked it, so she sat down elegantly and continued singing.

After singing, Xiao Lian never stopped.

She first turned around the room to listen, then sat opposite Wu Shuang to listen, and finally went around her, propped her cheeks, and watched her listen.

Wu Shuang could only keep singing, losing her eyes from time to time, implying that His Majesty the Emperor could take the next step with her.

Xiao Lian heard a trace of irritability in her playing the piano, so she raised her hand to hook her chin, and pinched her cheek by the way.

Wu Shuang sang until her voice became hoarse, so she just took advantage of the situation and stopped singing, "Your Majesty, it hurts."

Xiao Lian looked at her with a smile, and said softly, "Did I tell you to stop? Keep singing."

As soon as this remark came out, Wu Shuang wailed in her heart, and if she continued to sing like this, her voice would really break down, so she said: "Your Majesty, I only listen to one piece of music, I'm afraid it will be boring, why don't I dance for Your Majesty?" Let's dance."

Xiao Lian's fingers slid down her chin to her neck, slid back and forth on her bare shoulders, and said in a neutral way: "No, I just like endless loops of singles."

Wu Shuang: "..." I don't understand.

But she understood that she had to continue singing.

But the girl who plays the wind and dust is not so easy to obey, so when she opened her mouth next, it was a broken voice.

Therefore, Wu Shuang covered her mouth, and hurriedly knelt down, "Your Majesty, forgive me, I'm afraid my voice is broken."

"It's okay, I just like to break my voice." Xiao Lian raised her hand to help her up, "Since you can't sing anymore, why not just scream, I like to hear women scream."

"Ah? What does Your Majesty mean? I don't understand." Wu Shuang was puzzled.

"Call... bed." Xiao Lian grinned.

"Your Majesty...!" Wu Shuang stared at a pair of beautiful eyes, but did not dare to look directly at Xiao Lian. She is a tasteful and classy woman who has always been a showman but not a body, so she had to be wronged: "Your Majesty, Wu Shuang is Qingguan, who only sells his art, not his body, doesn't know how to... call..."

Xiao Lian carelessly leaned against the chair and piano table, "Haven't eaten pork, haven't you seen a pig running? I told you to scream, and you screamed. Where did so much nonsense come from? If you don't scream, drag it out and chop it up now." , there are thousands of hidden guards outside, but they are all waiting."

Wu Shuang was shocked, and glanced out, she had been sitting here for a long time, and she had never seen any hidden guards, but life and death matters, she would rather believe it than believe it, so her silver teeth were about to be crushed , holding the dress tightly with his hands, cursing inwardly.

It turns out that this lunatic has a hidden disease, but he doesn't want to be known by others. When I first heard that he was in the big tent outside Fengdu City, where he met the Dragon Concubine, he made a fuss all morning, but his heroism was talked about for a long time. Well, the people of Snow Country even said to everyone how brave their son-in-law is.

Thinking about it now, it must be a fake, it was nothing more than Feng Junchu let Longfei sing in the tent all morning, acting.

So, she bowed deeply to Xiao Lian as if mourning, "Your Majesty, the bead curtain is shaking, and there are countless hidden guards outside, I am really ashamed to speak."

Xiao Lian said indifferently: "It doesn't matter, open the door, they will know that it is you who called me well, not me who did well."

"Observe the order." Wu Shuang scolded Feng Junchu ten thousand times in her heart, you uncle!

After that, I said, "Ah..."

called out.

This call is really quite experienced, with cadence, ups and downs, succession and turning, without any difference.

Xiao Lian raised his eyebrows when he heard that, "Continue!"

"Ah..." Wu Shuang called again, but she moved a little closer to her.

One point, another point.

Xiao Lian supported her head, watching her secretly poking towards her, suddenly frowned, in a blink of an eye, Wu Shuang quickly pulled a string from the piano beside her, and strangled her neck.

Xiao Lian was already dizzy, and he lost his divine power, and his movements were not so fast, so he didn't dodge it.

Wu Shuang was also taken aback, how could she succeed like this?
The next moment, a bleak light!
The strings on Xiao Lian's neck broke with a buzz.

The Void Sword pierced through Wu Shuang's slender neck, and then pulled it out mercilessly, with blood gurgling like injections.

Between Wu Shuang's fingers, there were still broken strings around her, and her panicked eyes opened wider than ever before, looking at the man in front of her.

"You..." She wanted to ask who he was, but she could only utter this word, and then she collapsed powerlessly.

"I'm her hidden guard." Feng Jun Chu Youran wiped the blood on the Void Sword with her snow-white skirt, and then slowly sheathed it.

　Today's crit is over!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)