The vicious male partner is a girl - 恶毒男配是女郎 - Chapter 14

[Chapter 14: Wind Posture]

At this moment, Shen Xiangpei stood up and spoke.

The girl in the emerald dress, although she was ruined by someone, did not cry and cry, but the cherry lips that were squeezed hard, the slightly reddened eyes, and the strength revealed under the forced patience made people pity even more.

“I believe the strings were not cut by the second brother.” She saluted the crowd, “That’s the end of the matter.” The interruption of the strings has disturbed all the Yaxing, and it is really not good to ask you to delay time on such trivial matters. Shen

Jia Erlang Jun He De How can he have such a good sister! At this time, you can still stand up and say that you believe her. Shen Erlang was so useless to the stubborn and stubborn subordinates and to the knees of the upper slave Yan, and even asked Shen Erniang’s weak female stream to support the Face of the Shen Family.

Out of pity for Erniang Shen, Zhao Yuanmu thought that this matter would be ignored, but before he could speak, he saw Erniang’s cousin’s face not getting up quickly.

“Sister, you are a piece of kindness, and you are afraid that your kindness will be treated as a donkey’s liver and lungs!”

Everyone looked at Shen Fengzhang in unison, and sure enough, they didn’t see the slightest touch of gratitude on her face.

“It’s really a wolf’s heart and dog’s lungs.” Zhao Yuanmu frowned and scolded in disgust.

Before Shen Xiangyao could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Shen Fengzhang, “If the real culprit is me, why should I cut the strings?” Shen Xiangyao was right, she really didn’t thank Shen Xiangpei. Shen Xiangpei was indeed stopping the fermentation of things, but subconsciously, she also had doubts about her, or did not believe that she could return her innocence.

Zhao Yuanmu said coldly, and the beautiful peach blossom eyes were full of disgust, “What other reason, you don’t understand music theory, jealous of Erniang’s superb piano skills.”

“Who says I don’t understand music theory?” Shen Fengzhang stared at Zhao Yuanmu and cross-examined.

“What if you were to pass the music theory?” Why not bring the kite? This sentence popped up in the crowd.

Shen Fengzhang swept his eyes at the crowd, not seeing any lack of heart, but bent the corners of his lips as if smiling, “Who said that to play music, you must be kite?” The sound of the big sound, the invisible elephant, all things can be instruments of music. She said, and gave two commands to Da Lu behind her.

Da Lu gritted his teeth and borrowed a few tea cups from the left and right sides while making reparations. He wanted to cry without tears in his heart, what was Xiao Langjun going to do? Why didn’t you just borrow the words of the second lady to step down.

Shen Fengzhang rolled up his sleeves, lined up the seven tea cups all the way, poured different amounts of tea on each side, and then walked to the outside of the green bamboo forest and folded a branch.

“Shen Fengzhang, what ghost do you want to do?!” It is undeniable that Shen Fengzhang’s understanding of music just now does have some level, but how can it be possible to use all things as instruments of music according to Shen Fengzhang’s level!

Shen Fengzhang did not pay attention to the others, she grabbed the branch and knocked on the edge of the tea cup. As one of the four major A clans, the Yuan family eats and wears all of them. The walls of these tea cups are thin and symmetrical, and the sound of knocking on them is crisp and pleasant, which is particularly beautiful.

The tinkling music sounded in the ears of the crowd. The mourning and sorrow that is not as good as the sound of the piano, the melodious and gentle tone of the piano, but it has a vibrant, flexible and cheerful meaning. The crowd seemed to see fawns running in the woods, kingfishers bouncing in the branches, and apricot blossoms trembling softly to reveal their hearts.

As the music of the music continued to sound, the crowd strangely felt that their bodies and minds had also become relaxed, as if the haze of chores had all disappeared with the music.

Xiao Wuniang, who had originally insisted that Shen Fengzhang had damaged the strings of the Second Niang out of jealousy, stared closely at Shen Fengzhang, who was knocking on the tea cup with his hand. Her wide sleeves piled up at her elbows, revealing slender white arms and hands that were so perfectly born that the brown branches covered with knots became delicate in her hands.

Xiao Wuniang has always felt that Shen Xiangpei has a good appearance, beautiful eyebrows, Dan lips are not dotted and red, and hun is even more revealing an elegant and cold immortal. However, at this moment, she suddenly found that compared with Shen Jia Erlang, Erniang’s eyes were not clear enough, the bridge of her nose was not straight enough, her lips were slightly richer, and her skin was darker.

Shen Fengzhang’s whiteness is not the paleness that lacks blood color, but the fireworks under the twilight, the Tanhua in the dark night, cold and indifferent, and people can’t help but hold their breath.

Xiao Wuniang was inadvertently swept by Shen Fengzhang’s almost pure black eyes, and her chest stagnated for a moment before she resumed breathing. The pair of eyeballs that I had just seen were so dark that they were deep in the sea, revealing a hint of carelessness and indifference.

Suddenly, a thought crossed Xiao Wuniang’s mind like a spark. Shen Fengzhang was more like an immortal than Erniang. There was a bit of alienation and indifference hidden in her, like a fairy towering in the clouds, looking down on all sentient beings with indifferent and ruthless eyes.

“Fifth Lady, what are you thinking?” Shen Xiangpei softly summoned Xiao Wuniang.

Xiao Wuniang, who had returned to God, finally looked at Shen Fengzhang, took a deep breath, and hesitated in tone, “Ah Pei, I think-” Xiao Wuniang has a straightforward personality, and has always had a saying, “Your second brother is not so bad.” The humble Shen Fengzhang of the past gradually blurred, replaced by the current Shen Fengzhang.

In fact, Shen Fengzhang’s beating music is not top-notch, but the meaning contained in it, the most important thing is her posture, which is just in line with the aesthetics of this era, which makes people particularly fascinated.

“Luan Zi Phoenix, Ying Yun Song, Ruo Xian Also.”

Shen Xiangpei never expected to hear Xiao Wuniang’s blunt praise. She looked at Shen Fengzhang, and her heart ached, perhaps because she knew that Fifth Niang was right.

There were no longer a few people who thought the same thing as Xiao Wuniang, especially those girls. As if they had known Shen Fengzhang on the first day, they dragged their veils one by one, staring at Shen Fengzhang intently, hiding their slightly faster heartbeats.

They subconsciously whispered softly, “This Shen Family Lang jun, it turned out to be such a dragon chapter phoenix posture, if the mountain is an independent person.”

Xie Erlang smiled on his lips, looked at the white-robed teenager with a relaxed look, and sighed, “Jiankang has another character.” Xiao Qilang, who was

sitting next to him, looked confused, as if he couldn’t believe it.

Not far away, Shen Jun kept rubbing his knuckles, and a trace of irritability rarely arose in his heart. He was not impressed by Shen Fengzhang’s tolerance, but was confused about why Shen Fengzhang had changed so much. The ones who know you best are often your enemies. He hated Shen Fengzhang, but he also knew Shen Fengzhang well enough.

Today’s Shen Fengzhang is almost like a new person.

In this era when everyone is a firm believer in Buddhism, Shen Jun is an outlier. He didn’t believe in Buddha, he didn’t worship God. Therefore, as soon as this idea came up, it was suppressed by him. However, in the end, he still took this matter to heart.

Now Shen Fengzhang would be fine if he didn’t affect his plan, if it affected his original plan…

Shen Jun’s pale eyes gathered up, like an icy gray mist, and in those slightly upturned, slightly sharp eyes, the wind and rain were obscure, as if the mountain rain was coming.

Some people were impressed by Shen Fengzhang, and some people were more and more jealous of Shen Fengzhang.

Gu must not be ridiculed for not having etiquette, and Yu Yongzhi directly interrupted Shen Fengzhang. Even though Shen Fengzhang had proved that she was not ignorant of music theory, Yu Yongzhi still clung to Shen Fengzhang’s late return and was suspected of committing a crime.

Zhao Yuanmu, who refused to admit that he suspected the wrong person, also scolded him sharply.

Shen Fengzhang threw away the branch, stared at Zhao Yuanmu twice, laughed softly, and continued to wash away his grievances.

“The rockery and instrumental rooms are one in the east and one in the west. It takes a quarter and a half to go from the instrumental room to the rockery, and three quarters of an hour to go back and forth. Although I did not meet anyone in the rockery, I happened to see several maids when I came out of the rockery, and it was still half a moment before the end.

At six o’clock in the afternoon, Zheng Erlang saw me enter the garden in front of the Lingxiu Building, how can I rush from the rockery to the instrumental music room and then return to the rockery garden in a quarter and a half hours, and also happen to enter the instrumental music room at seven o’clock in the afternoon? Shen Fengzhang looked at Zhao Yuanmu, not only did he not have the slightest fearRespect, on the contrary, a tough attitude, with a bit of mocking laughter.

Zhao Yuanmu was not a good thing either. In the original work, he felt that the original lord could not get on the table, flattered, not worthy to be Shen Xiangpei’s brother, and repeatedly tripped the original lord and humiliated the original owner.

What is Zhao Yuanmu, the most beloved son of the Supreme Being today, and the hottest candidate for the crown prince. For as long as he could remember, which one was not respectful to him. Even a family prince like Yuan Jiulang did not like Zhao Yuanmu’s domineering in his heart, and he was also polite to him on the surface. He did not like Shen Fengzhang, and when he was provoked by her, he hated this person more and more.

“Tongue in cheek!” Zhao Yuanmu’s rather gorgeous face darkened, “What about your accompanying attendants?” With them, you can stay in the rockery and sit on the Fishing Terrace. “There is

no excuse for the sin of wanting to add.” Shen Fengzhang smiled, “If Your Highness must impose the crime on the subject, the subject will have no choice.”

Da Lu gritted his teeth and plucked up his courage, “Nu has never left the Cuizhu Forest. Lang Jun did not like too many people to serve, and this time he only brought one slave.

“Good! Good! Brushed by a boy from a cold door, Zhao Yuanmu’s face was gloomy enough to drip water, angrily said two good words, and directly threw his sleeve away, even his sweetheart Shen Xiangpei forgot.

A good end of a fun party, so many things have happened. Thinking of the Xiangyang King who threw off his sleeves, Yuan Jiulang had a slight headache, the Xiangyang King was not a good person, with a small belly, a flying intestine, lawlessness, and only in front of today’s supreme being would he pretend to be well-behaved. Forget it, it wasn’t him who was hated by the King of Xiangyang anyway.

Yuan Jiulang secretly looked at Shen Fengzhang and stood up to clean up the mess.

Who the real culprit was, in the end, was not found out. When Shen Fengzhang finally left, he stared at Shen Xiangyao a few times.

On the way back home, Shen Fengzhang sat in the carriage and listened to the system.

[You’re done.] It is not enough that you have offended the male protagonist, and now you have also offended the male partner Zhao Yuanmu!

Shen Fengzhang’s eyebrows were soft, and he couldn’t see the slightest worry, [There must be a road before the car reaches the mountain.] A Zhao Yuanmu is not worth bending over. She lifted the curtain and looked at the bullock cart that was following behind. There sat a male protagonist. [What’s more, isn’t there still a system for you?] The

system was silent, feeling a little stressed.

On the other side, Zhao Yuanmu rushed back to the palace in anger, and as soon as he entered the palace, he first kicked the attendants who were kneeling on the ground to greet him, and then he threw all the treasures on the Duobao Pavilion without any pain.

“Concubine Yin guifei has arrived!”

Before anyone arrives, the sound is heard first. A soft and heart-pounding sound sounded at the entrance of the temple.

“My Arjung, who made you angry?”

[End of This Chapter]