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

[Chapter 14]

At this juncture, Shen Xiangpei stood up and spoke.

The girl in the emerald dress did not cry even though her beloved qin was destroyed by others. However, her cherry lips were pressed tightly, her eyes were slightly flushed, and the strength revealed by her forcible patience made her even more pitiful.

“I believe that the strings were not cut by the second brother.” She bowed to everyone, “Let’s end this matter. The interruption of the strings has already disturbed everyone’s Yaxing, so it’s really not good to ask you to wait here. Time wasted on trivial matters.”

He De He Neng, Erlang of the Shen family, to have such a good sister! At this time, I can still stand up and say I believe her. Shen Erlang was stubborn and domineering to the next, and he was unbearable to use the servants’ knees.

Out of pity for Shen Erniang, Zhao Yuanmu thought that this matter should be ignored, but before he could say anything, he saw Erniang’s cousin got up with an unhappy face.

“Elder Sister, you have a good heart, but you are afraid that your good heart will be treated as a donkey’s liver and lungs!”

Everyone looked at Shen Fengzhang, and sure enough, they never showed the slightest touch of gratitude on her face.

“Sure enough, he is a person with a wolf heart and a dog lung.” Zhao Yuanmu frowned and scolded with disgust.

Before Shen Xiangyao finished speaking, she 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 trying to stop things from fermenting, but subconsciously, she also had doubts about her, or she didn’t believe that she would be able to return her innocence.

Zhao Yuanmu said coldly, and the beautiful peach blossom eyes were full of disgust, “What else is there, you don’t understand music theory, and you are jealous of Erniang’s excellent piano skills.”

“Who said that I don’t understand music theory?” Shen Fengzhang stared at Zhao Yuanmu and questioned.

“If you can understand music theory? Why don’t you bring the zheng?” Such a sentence emerged from the crowd.

Shen Fengzhang glanced at the crowd, but he didn’t see any guilty conscience at all. Instead, he curved his lips like a smile, “Who said that playing music must be a zheng? The sound of music is loud, elephants are invisible, and everything can be used to play music.” She said, facing towards Da Lu, who was behind him, gave two orders.

Da Lu gritted his teeth and borrowed a few tea cups from the left and right sides while making amends. He wanted to cry but had no tears in his heart, what is Xiao Langjun doing? Why didn’t you just take the words of Er Niangzi to step down?

Shen Fengzhang rolled up his sleeves, lined up the seven tea cups, poured different amounts of tea, and then walked outside the green bamboo forest and broke a branch.

“Shen Fengzhang, what the hell are you trying to do?!” It is undeniable that Shen Fengzhang’s understanding of music was indeed of a certain level just now, but how could it be possible to use everything as an instrument for playing music, according to Shen Fengzhang’s level!

Shen Fengzhang ignored others, she picked up a branch and knocked on the edge of the tea cup. As one of the four major armoured clans, the Yuan clan has no shortage of food and clothing. The walls of these teacups are thin and well-proportioned, and the sound of knocking on them is crisp and pleasant, which is particularly pleasant.

The sound of ding ding dong dong rang in the ears of everyone. It is not as sad and melancholy as the sound of the flute just now, without the melodious and melodious sound of the piano, but it does not have the meaning of vitality, agility and joy. Everyone seemed to see the deer running in the forest, the kingfisher jumping on the branches, and the apricot flowers trembling and revealing their hearts.

As the smart music continued to sound, everyone strangely felt that their body and mind became relaxed, as if the haze and chores had all disappeared with the music.

Xiao Wuniang, who had originally insisted that Shen Fengzhang had damaged Erniang’s strings out of jealousy, stared at Shen Fengzhang who was knocking on the teacup with her hands. Her broad sleeves piled up at her elbows, revealing long, white forearms and hands so perfect that the knotted brown branches became delicate in her hands.

Xiao Wuniang always thought that Shen Xiangpei was good-looking, with beautiful eyebrows and eyes, red lips, and an elegant and cold immortal all over her body. However, at this moment, she suddenly discovered that compared with Erlang of the Shen family, Erniang’s eyes were not clear enough, the bridge of her nose was not straight enough, her lips were slightly thicker, and her skin was duller.

Shen Fengzhang’s whiteness is not a pale pallor that lacks blood, but a firefly in the twilight, Tanhua in the dark night, cold and indifferent, making people unable to hold their breath.

Xiao Wuniang was inadvertently swept by Shen Fengzhang’s almost pure black eyes, her chest stagnated, and it took a long while to resume her breathing. The pair of eyes that had just looked at it was pitch black into the depths of the sea, revealing a few traces of indifference and indifference.

Suddenly, a thought flashed across Xiao Wuniang’s mind like a spark. Shen Fengzhang is more immortal than Erniang. She hides a bit of alienation, indifference and incompatibility, like a fairy sitting high in the clouds, looking down at all beings with indifferent eyes.

“Wuniang, what are you thinking?” Shen Xiangpei called Xiao Wuniang softly.

The recovered Xiao Wuniang finally glanced at Shen Fengzhang, took a deep breath, and said hesitantly, “A Pei, I think—” Xiao Wuniang has a straightforward personality, and has always said one thing, “Your second brother is not that bad. “The servile Shen Fengzhang in the past gradually became blurred, replaced by the current Shen Fengzhang.

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

“Luanzi and phoenix posture, Yingyingyunsong, Ruo Xianren.”

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

There are not a few people who think the same way as Xiao Wuniang, especially those girls. As if they had known Shen Fengzhang on the first day, they all pulled their veils and stared at Shen Fengzhang, concealing their slightly faster heartbeat.

They murmured subconsciously, “This Lord of the Shen family turns out to be such a dragon and a phoenix, like a person who is independent in the mountains.”

Xie Erlang smiled, looking at the white-robed boy with a calm expression, and sighed, “Jiankang wants to do it again. There’s a character.”

Xiao Qilang, who was sitting beside him, looked confused, as if he couldn’t believe it.

Not far away, Shen Jun kept rubbing his knuckles, a rare trace of irritability arose in his heart. He was not convinced by Shen Fengzhang’s Rongzhi, but was confused as to why Shen Fengzhang had changed so much. It is often your enemy who knows you best. He hated Shen Fengzhang, but he knew enough about Shen Fengzhang.

Today’s Shen Fengzhang is like a different person.

In this era when everyone believed in Buddhism, Shen Jun was an outlier. He does not believe in Buddhism and does not worship God. Therefore, as soon as the idea came up, he was suppressed by him. However, he still took it to heart.

If the current Shen Fengzhang doesn’t affect his plan, it’s fine, if it affects his original plan…

Shen Jun’s pale blue eyes gather dark, like a cold gray fog, and the pair are slightly upturned and slightly sharp. In his eyes, the wind and rain are dark, as if the mountains and rain are about to come.

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

Not wanting to be ridiculed for his lack of etiquette, Yu Yongzhi interrupted Shen Fengzhang directly. Even though Shen Fengzhang had proved that she was not unreasonable, Yu Yongzhi still held onto Shen Fengzhang to return late 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 the branch, stared at Zhao Yuanmu, chuckled lightly, and continued to wash away his grievances.

“The rockery garden and the instrumental music room are one in the east and the other in the west. It takes at least a quarter and a half to go from the instrumental music room to the rockery garden, and it takes three quarters of an hour to go back and forth. Although I didn’t meet anyone in the rockery garden, I left the rockery garden. I happened to see several maids at that time, and it was still half an hour before the end time. At 6:00

noon, Zheng Erlang met me in the garden in front of Lingxiu Building. How can I get from the rockery garden to the instrumental room and back to the rockery within a quarter and a half? Garden, and you have to enter the instrumental music room just in time for seven o’clock in the afternoon?” Shen Fengzhang looked at Zhao Yuanmu, not only did he not have the slightest fear and respect, but instead had a tough attitude with a somewhat mocking smile.

Zhao Yuanmu is not a good thing either. In the original book, he felt that the original owner could not stand on the stage, flattered, and was not worthy of being Shen Xiangpei’s elder brother. He stumbled and humiliated the original owner many times.

Who is Zhao Yuanmu, the most beloved son of the Supreme Being, and the most popular candidate for the prince. As far back as he can remember, which one is not respectful to him. Even the sons of aristocratic families like Yuan Jiulang didn’t like Zhao Yuanmu’s domineering in his heart, but he was polite to him on the bright side. He didn’t like Shen Fengzhang at first, but when he was provoked by her, he hated him more and more.

“Talking like a reed!” Zhao Yuanmu’s rather gorgeous face darkened, “Where’s your entourage? With them, you can stay in the rockery garden and sit firmly on the Diaoyutai.

” Shen Fengzhang smiled and said, “If Your Highness must impose a crime on the minister, the minister will have nothing to do.”

Da Lu gritted his teeth and summoned his courage, “The slave has never left the bamboo forest. Lang Jun does not like too many people to serve, this time. I brought only one slave.”

“Good! Good!” Zhao Yuanmu’s face was so gloomy that he was dripping with a face from a boy from a poor family. He said two good words angrily and threw his sleeves away, even forgetting his sweetheart Shen Xiangpei. .

A good party, so many things happened. Thinking of the King of Xiangyang who left with his sleeves, Yuan Jiulang had a little headache. The King of Xiangyang was not a good-natured person. He was small-bellied, domineering, and lawless. Forget it, it wasn’t him who was hated by the King of Xiangyang anyway.

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

Who is the real culprit was never found out in the end. When Shen Fengzhang left at the end, he stared at Shen Xiangyao a few times.

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

【You are finished. It’s not enough for you to offend the male protagonist, but now you also offend the male partner Zhao Yuanmu! 】

Shen Fengzhang’s brows and eyes are soft, and he can’t see the slightest worry, 【The car must have a way to the front of the mountain. A Zhao Yuanmu is not worth my bending over. 】She opened the curtain and looked at the bullock cart that followed. There was a man sitting there. [What’s more, isn’t there still your system? ]

The system was silent, feeling a little stressed.

On the other side, Zhao Yuanmu rushed back to the palace angrily. When he entered the palace, he first kicked the attendant who was kneeling on the ground to greet him, and then threw all the treasures on the Duobao Pavilion into smashes without any distress.

“Concubine Yin is here!”

Before anyone arrived, the voice was heard first. A soft and heart-warming voice sounded at the door of the palace.

“My Arong’er, who made you angry?”

[End of This Chapter]