Seeing her rare obedient appearance, Ye Zhilan felt itchy again, and slowly laughed: "I originally planned to go find you at night, but since you have all come here... I will satisfy my cravings."

Delivered to your door?

Satisfy your craving?

Murong Mingzhu's alarm bell rang in her heart and subconsciously rang.

The person who could run away in front of Ye Zhilan has never appeared so far. Murong Mingzhu was held by Ye Zhilan and pressed against the pillar. She kissed her passionately without any discussion.

This time I'm really not polite.

Murong Mingzhu's belt was untied, and her clothes were tangled, and she could kiss her so much that she could not kiss her so much that she was gnawed.

Ye Zhilan was getting more and more excessive. It seemed that as long as he didn't take the last step, he would be in water and would do whatever he wanted.

Murong Mingzhu is sometimes strange. She obviously cursed her hands for a long time when she touched her hands. When it started, she just kissed her and touched her casually...

The main thing is that Ye Zhilan, a bastard, is too smart and knows how to erode other people's bottom line step by step.

By the time she felt it was basically... it was too late.

When Murong Mingzhu left Prince Yong's Mansion, Ye Zhilan was taken out and put into the sedan chair by Ye Zhilan. She had no strength left. Ye Zhilan was quite happy, and her handsome face made Murong Mingzhu very angry.

So he waved his hand and punched him a few times.

Even if she goes to Lingzhou, she won’t miss him!

Not even an hour or a quarter of an hour!

After leaving Prince Yong's Mansion, Murong Mingzhu thought of Ye Zhilan's hateful behavior, and unexpectedly thought of his broken-stringed zither. If I remember correctly, these big zithers have always used this one...

A prince of the imperial uncle has a good salary. He has not exchanged a piano for so many years. Now he has broken the strings. Even if Ye Zhilan has a good qin skill, what kind of movement can a broken piano with broken strings be played?

I am so poor that I can’t even afford Zhang Haoqin?

Thinking of this, Murong Mingzhu pursed her lips and lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, "Go to the best piano store in the city."

Let's go, before leaving, just be kind and change him to Zhang Haoqin, just treat it... thank him for joining a team of shadow guards to protect himself.

The family motto of the Murong family is to repay their kindness, and one code is to reunite with one code. This has nothing to do with personal feelings, it is just to respect the family motto...

Murong Mingzhu's face is well known in the imperial capital. As soon as she entered the piano, the shopkeeper's eyes lit up, "Miss Murong, what wind has blown you?"

Murong Mingzhu looked at the piano placed on the shelf, then looked at the piano hanging on the wall, and said lightly: "I want to buy a piano. If you have any good things, just take it over."

"Oh, if you want to buy a piano, it's easy to say. The downstairs are all made of ordinary materials and ordinary craftsmanship. You can ask you to find a lot of good pianos carved by famous artists upstairs."

The shopkeeper invited Murong Mingzhu upstairs, and ordered people to serve tea, and then told them to bring up good pianos. The elegant Yaoqin was set up on the table, and the shopkeeper kept showing off, "... This picture was made by Master Li Yunxian and Master Li, and it was made by ebony. Look at the carving work, the material is so amazing! And this picture is even bigger, and it was made by Master Qi, the music officer of the Palace Music House, today.

The material is made of white and sour wood, and the hibiscus pattern on it is not only complicated but also gorgeous, and it is just right for you to play with."

Murong Mingzhu glanced at her a few times and frowned, "That's all?"

"What I introduced to you are the best in the store. This is made by Master Qi, but it is my store treasure."

Although Murong Mingzhu can't play the piano, she has a vicious look. She can tell at first glance that these are all ordinary things, although they are expensive, but nothing special.

People like Ye Zhilan will never use these pianos, and they are not worthy of Ye Zhilan.

When the shopkeeper saw that Murong Mingzhu was not satisfied, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, "Miss Murong, my store is one of the best in the imperial capital. If you are not satisfied, then the piano shop in this city probably won't be able to find a good piano."

After saying this, his eyes lit up, "But if you want to find that top-notch guqin, you will find the wrong place."

"Have you found the wrong place?" Murong Mingzhu looked at the shopkeeper.

"Yes, I bought all new pianos. I think you are looking for a guqin. Then you are really here in the wrong place. You should go to Zhenbaoxuan."

Zhenbaoxuan is the largest store to buy antiques and jade in the imperial capital city, and is affiliated to the Murong family.

Murong Mingzhu thought that if she wanted to buy the best piano, she should go to the place where the best things were sold. Apart from the world's first floor, there was only her own Zhenbaoxuan.

Not to mention, there are indeed a few guqins in Zhenbaoxuan.

The shopkeeper did not dare to neglect and took out all the priceless guqins for Murong Mingzhu to see.

As a result, Murong Mingzhu was still not satisfied.

She couldn't say what was wrong, but no matter how she looked at it, she felt that these pianos were not suitable for Ye Zhilan. If she couldn't be worthy, she wouldn't be worthy.

Zhenbaoxuan's shopkeeper was almost crying, "Miss, you are not satisfied with these things, then... I really have nothing to do with it."

Murong Mingzhu was a little upset, "Is it that difficult to find Zhang Haoqin in such a big imperial capital?"

It's not difficult, it's rare that you have too high requirements.

The shopkeeper dared not speak out, so he could only say helplessly: "Zhenbaoxuan's guqin is an orphan in the world today. Each one has an extraordinary origin. I dare say that looking at the entire imperial capital, there is no better guqin than Zhenbaoxuan."

When Murong Mingzhu heard this, she glanced at Yaoqin on the table a few more times, and couldn't get any interest.

The shopkeeper was also very anxious. Zhenbaoxuan is known as the No. 1 treasure trove in the world. Zhenbaoxuan has the best items in the world, but Murong Mingzhu wanted to find a Qin but didn't have one, so he was also very depressed.

Seeing Murong Mingzhu's face calmly, the shopkeeper sighed. This guqin is no better than other objects. It is made of pure wood. It is even rarer for hundreds of years of guqins. These Murong Mingzhu from Zhenbaoxuan are not favored. It is probably only a thousand-year-old divine object that can catch her eyes.

It’s not that easy to find a thousand-year-old divine thing, but the entire imperial capital is probably only...

The shopkeeper was suddenly stunned and clapped his hands to Murong Mingzhu and said, "I remember, the imperial capital does have a peerless piano!"

"Where?" Murong Mingzhu asked immediately. The shopkeeper walked around the table twice and recalled: "It should be more than 20 years ago. Miss. Before you were born, Zhenbaoxuan once collected a thousand-year-old guqin. I remember that guqin was very special and it was a long time ago. It was made by an ancient music master. It has been passed down for thousands of years... Later, it was someone

Bought it."

Murong Mingzhu's heart was beating, "Who bought it?"

"You know this man, Miss, too, Zhu Si, the master of the Zhu family now!"

After hearing this, Murong Mingzhu didn't know whether to laugh or sigh.
Chapter completed!