While Luo Ziling was hesitating whether to go over, Yang Qingyin, who was talking to the tall boy, turned around.

It was as if she knew he had come.

The two were not close, but Luo Ziling could see the smile on Yang Qingyin's face when he saw him.

This smile was like a shot of stimulant, which made Luo Ziling instantly abandon his concerns and strode over.

The boy standing with Yang Qingyin also turned his head to look at Luo Ziling who was strode towards him.

As he approached, Luo Ziling, who had been looking at Yang Qingyin, finally turned his attention to the man.

This is a man with impeccable appearance and temperament. He tastes similar to the handsome and elegant male stars seen on TV and movies. He can also strongly feel the breath of the noble family, which makes Luo Ziling feel ashamed.

Luo Ziling looked at the boy for a while, then fell back to Yang Qingyin, and smiled a little shyly.

Yang Qingyin's expression was not unusual, and she didn't seem embarrassed because there was a handsome handsome guy standing next to her. Her eyes looked at Luo Ziling, but she still had an intoxicating smile.

The handsome boy beside Yang Qingyin saw the smile on her face, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

You should know that Yang Qingyin, who is known as the goddess of Yan, usually shows a proud look in front of people. She rarely sees her smiling face, let alone such a bright smile.

He rarely saw such a beautiful smile on her face, and he was stunned for a moment. But Yang Qingyin's smile was not for him, but for another boy, and he felt unhappy. However, he had a very good cultivation. Although he felt very uncomfortable in his heart, he even became hostile to Luo Ziling for no reason, but there was no sign of his face and he smiled slightly at Luo Ziling.

Luo Ziling also smiled back, but it was a little reluctant.

He was a little uncomfortable with laughing at people who were unfamiliar with him and were unfriendly to him.

"I want to hear him play a song," Yang Qingyin seemed to have not noticed the unfriendly look between the two men, or she didn't want to pay attention to it at all. She had a faint smile on her face and said to the handsome boy: "Do you want to listen together?"

Seeing Yang Qingyin asking this, Luo Ziling couldn't help but jump in his heart. He could hear it, and there was a smell of expelling the guest in her words.

It means that I want to listen to him play a song alone, so you'd better avoid it.

He felt happy for no reason, just like when he was a child, his grandfather praised him a few words and gave him another reward.

"I have no research on flute and flute, so I won't disturb you from discussing the joy of Sheng and Xiao," the boy of course heard what Yang Qingyin said, and couldn't help but feel a little angry, but he still said tactfully: "I have something to do. Let's leave first, we will make an appointment one day."

As he said that, he nodded slightly at Luo Ziling and then left with great strides.

Luo Ziling couldn't have thought that the other party would leave like this, and was a little surprised.

He really wanted to ask Yang Qingyin what was going on and who was this man, but he swallowed it back when he was at his mouth.

Since the other party was so free and easy, Yang Qingyin didn't mean to explain or introduce him. If he asked for a question, he would look too vulgar.

"The flute made for me by my grandfather, made by the Acacia Bamboo at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains," Luo Ziling smiled and raised the flute in his hand, "I took it out for the first time after coming to Yanjing."

Luo Ziling didn't ask a word about what happened just now. Yang Qingyin was a little surprised, but she was also very relieved. The shy little boy in front of her was indeed a little different. She smiled again and said softly: "Your flute is very precious."

"It's the same in terms of emotion, and the same in terms of texture," Luo Ziling looked proud, "It was taken from the foot of the Tianshan Mountains. Before the production, it was soaked in snow water for two years. The sound quality was very thick and round."

"The little girl is lucky," Yang Qingyin smiled sweetly, and looked straight at Luo Ziling with bright eyes.

Luo Ziling also smiled brightly at her, licked her lips, and put the flute on her lips.

Soon, a light song floated in the lake circle, very smooth and soothing, just like the wind in the night.

Luo Ziling played the song "Autumn Day in the Mountain" by Yang Qingyin last night, but the song "Autumn Day in the Mountain" he played was smoother and more flavorful than Yang Qingyin. As long as he listened carefully, he could feel the endless autumn flowing between the music.

At the end of the song, Luo Ziling had already put the flute down from his lips, and Yang Qingyin was still immersed in the charm of the music.

"It sounds so nice, I'm so crazy," Yang Qingyin turned his head and smiled at Luo Ziling, "You can be my teacher!"

This smile was so beautiful that Luo Ziling lost his mind in an instant.

Yang Qingyin also saw Luo Ziling's brief loss of composure and couldn't help but feel a little proud.

"I'm so ugly," Luo Ziling also replied with a very natural smile and said, "I'm really afraid that you will make a joke."

Yang Qingyin smiled again, and the indescribable tenderness and charm in her smile made Luo Ziling feel the decline of her body and mind.

"I can listen to your song today and get a lot of rewards," Yang Qingyin looked at Luo Ziling with a little mischievously and said softly: "It's time to leave, the little girl hasn't had dinner yet."

"Eat on time, have a balanced meals a day, and your body is less infected. If you are not in good health, you should pay attention to your care," Luo Ziling breathed a sigh of relief.

It felt so wonderful. He felt a little worried about gains and losses, afraid that he would say something wrong or do something wrong. In the beautiful feeling, the two of them separated, which was really the best choice. However, when facing Yang Qingyin's beautiful eyes, he still couldn't help but remind her.

When he saw her yesterday, he felt a slight morbidity in her expression. Today, I heard her say this and probably understand what happened.

"Eat when you want to eat, and when you don't want to eat, you're too lazy to eat," Yang Qingyin smiled mischievously.

She herself didn't know why she said this to Luo Ziling.

"My grandfather is a famous Chinese medicine doctor," Luo Ziling stretched out his hand to Yang Qingyin.

Yang Qingyin was stunned for a moment, looked at Luo Ziling strangely, but he quickly understood what was going on.

After hesitating for a moment, he reached out to Luo Ziling.

Luo Ziling grabbed her delicate and smooth wrist with three fingers and then took her pulse.

Seeing Luo Ziling's serious look, Yang Qingyin couldn't help but want to laugh again. When she chuckled, she asked in a low voice: "Is the little woman infected with disease?"

Luo Ziling nodded, almost without hesitation.

"You will have stomachache from time to time, which is caused by irregular diet. There is also moderate anemia, which is why you are too picky about your food, so you often feel sleepy and it is more obvious when you squat down and stand up. And..."

Luo Ziling hesitated for a moment, but did not say the following words.

The diagnosis made by Luo Ziling for her surprised Yang Qingyinting.

Did he specifically investigate her situation, or did he draw the conclusion through this pulse?
Chapter completed!