The girl who time-traveled disguised herself as a man and ventured into the world

Seeing the two people inside chatting and laughing happily, Luo Chen, who was guarding the door, felt sour and painful. Seeing his beloved woman so affectionate with other men, he didn't know whether to bless or to

It should be avoided. My heart aches!

Seeing his reaction, Lan Qi'er let go of his hands and feet, and this was the perfect place to show off his youthful and unrestrained style.

But he forgot that at this time, someone was trying to add insult to injury. They didn't like Rong Qian'er, and they were worried that they didn't have the handle in their hands to completely prevent her from turning over.

In the past few days, Lan Qi'er and Rong Qian'er were enjoying themselves in a small house in the forest, reciting poems and playing chess.

Lan Qi'er plays the piano, and Rong Qian'er dances lightly. He plays the flute, and she plays music. He paints, and she writes poems. It's like mandarin ducks and gods! Luo Chen looks bad every day, and looks at the two people inside with a sour heart.

Lan Ming, Moyan, Zhuque and others were not idle either. Every day they were either lying on the roof of the villa and peeping, or they were lying on the tall trees in the forest and eavesdropping. They were not idle.

It's just that the two people who knew about it watched it with gusto and were overjoyed. The uninformed Suzaku looked unwilling and would nag Qinglong every day. Either the young master was too carefree or too callous! He actually saw this one.

Love one! How can I match Huang Yao Sixi and their true love!

Every time Qinglong listened quietly, and then looked at Suzaku with strange eyes, as if the person in front of him was an idiot with slow brain reflexes and underdeveloped brain nerves, and was mentally retarded.

After observing the scene of this small house in the forest for several days, Concubine Yang had a worried look on her face, but she snickered in her heart and went to Shen Ling's study to complain.

Shen Ling looked at her and asked carefully, "Did you really see clearly? Are they still here?"

Concubine Yang affirmed, "Of course I can see it clearly. In the past few days, there have been men's voices playing piano and chess in Concubine Rong's courtyard. They are so happy and happy. If such a woman dares to tolerate this kind of woman again,

, where is your prestige! Don’t forget! Concubine Yi’s death and the death of the late emperor are all related to her! We can’t let her go easily!”

Shen Ling remained silent, but walked quickly and steadily towards the villa in the forest.

When Concubine Yang saw that her plan was successful, she smiled happily. The maid beside her couldn't help but said worriedly, "Madam, that young master is the princess's favorite person. I'm afraid this time..."

Concubine Yang showed displeasure, "What do you know? I am sacrificing my small self to fulfill my greater self, and I am doing this all for her! I am just a man, what's the big deal." Even so, she still felt grateful.

I feel a little sorry. After all, that girl likes someone for the first time in so many years. I'm afraid she will inevitably get angry for a while. No matter what, she will never allow anyone to ruin her plan. Never.

!Otherwise, what is the purpose of all these years of intrigue!

Luo Chen, who was standing at the door, saw Shen Ling's figure, his face turned pale, and it was too late to inform him.

Seeing Luo Chen's pale face, Shen Ling had some idea. Just as he was about to open the door and enter, a melodious sound of the piano came from inside. Everyone was stunned when they heard the sound of the piano. Their eyes showed surprise.

Especially when Shen Ling heard the sound of the piano, his head blurred, and his heart was deeply shocked. It seemed that every note would be integrated into people's hearts, making him unable to help but slowly explore it step by step. Gently push away

The door was covered, and there was a vague expectation in my heart and a feeling that I couldn't describe.

Arriving at the Bamboo Forest Villa, a novel open space opened up before our eyes, with gauze slowly rising and surrounded by light-colored gauze in the pavilion.

Inside was a woman wearing a light purple gauze, and beside her stood a man in white, leaning against a bamboo pole.