Pinch your waist: Your husband has a beauty mark

Chapter 547 Why, use soul-stirring techniques on him?

Jun Yexuan waved his hand, and the servants came over immediately to clean up the mess on the stone table.

Not long after, two jars of fine wine were delivered.

Not even a cup.

Jun Yexuan slapped one of the jars away and drank by himself.

He didn't speak, didn't answer Mu Qinian's questions, and didn't even look at Mu Qinian.

Mu Qinian coughed twice before slapping the wine jar away, holding it up and taking a sip.

He exerted too much force and couldn't help but cough twice.

Until now, the smell of blood was still lingering on his lips.

The internal and external injuries were still serious.

However, what made him relieved was that Jun Yexuan, sitting opposite him, didn't look much better than himself.

After taking a few sips of wine, he began to cough violently, and there was also a smell of blood mixed with the wine.

Yan Yi went to do other things, while Yan Bei was guarding them outside.

Hearing the heavy coughs of the two people, Yan Bei felt helpless and distressed.

You're already injured like that, why should you drink?

I really can't understand the thoughts of these masters.

"Master Yanbei." Not far away, a slender figure came slowly.

"Eighth Miss?" Yan Bei greeted her.

"Master Yanbei, is Xiaojiu back? I heard that she came back yesterday, but they didn't allow me to come in."

Tonight, for some reason, the guard guarding the door disappeared, and Gu Ruqiu had the opportunity to come in and take a look.

After all, this is Prince Xuan's courtyard. On weekdays, women are not allowed to come in at will.

"Yes, the princess is back, but she was injured and has already rested. Miss Eighth, if you want to see the princess, why not come back tomorrow."

Whether it was letting Gu Ruqiu meet the princess, it was always someone she had known before. If she could remind the princess of something from the past, it would be a good thing for the prince.

Gu Ruqiu was still worried: "Xiaojiu was injured? How injured is she? Is it serious?"

"This..." Yan Bei didn't know how to explain. Is the princess's injury serious?

Losing memory must be a serious injury, right?

"Princess...I can't remember what happened in the past, and her eyes..."

Gu Ruqiu's chest felt tight and she asked anxiously: "How are her eyes?"

"The princess's eyes are still injured and she can't see..."

Gu Ruqiu took a deep breath and turned pale instantly.

Yan Bei felt a little pity when he saw her like this.

This eighth young lady really loves their princess.

Otherwise, his face wouldn't be so pale.

"Can I go see Xiaojiu?" Gu Ruqiu clutched her sleeve tightly, feeling extremely uneasy.

Gu Yunxi lost her sight. What if her eyes never recover again?

Yan Bei was still a little embarrassed: "But the princess has rested..."

"I heard that you are also a person who understands music?" Jun Yexuan's deep voice suddenly came from under the pavilion.

"The eighth lady from the General's Palace is here to play the piano. Why don't you let her play a piece for you?"

Yan Bei was a little stunned, and Gu Ruqiu was also a little at a loss.

Mu Qinian, on the other hand, looked indifferent, took a sip of wine slowly, and then said, "Thank you very much."

Jun Yexuan turned his head and looked over with sharp and cold eyes: "Eighth young lady, can you please play a piece for the third prince so that he can see your piano skills?"

Gu Ruqiu lowered her head, leaned forward and said, "Yes."

Of course, Prince Xuan really wanted her to play the piano for them for no reason. Most likely, he wanted her to use the soul-obsessing technique.

But he didn't know why he wanted to capture the soul of the man in white in front of him.

What made Gu Ruqiu even more uneasy was that the man in white seemed to be hiding something. Although it was obvious that he was seriously injured, his soul-obsessing technique might not be able to work on him.

After the maid Tanxiang brought the guqin, Gu Ruqiu sat on the edge of the pavilion, placed her four green fingers on the strings, and started playing slowly.

The melodious sound of the piano broke into the hearts of the two of them instantly.

For a time, the fragrance of flowers overflowed all around.

The whole world is inexplicably filled with golden autumn chrysanthemums!