"The storm is coming, the storm is coming, and it is about to change!"

Song Ying felt solemn in his heart, and knew that this was his only good opportunity to redeem his sins.

But Chu Yuan ignored these things and walked with Chu Niang on the street far away from the government office. Although there were many people, no one recognized him.

"Brother, are we still going to Miaoyinfang?" Chu Niang asked from the side.

"Go, why not."

Chu Yuan knew that Chu Niang was worried that what happened today would affect his mood, but he was not affected at all. He just found a suitable opportunity to clear the dynasty bureau.

At this time, he and Chu Niang stopped and finally arrived at Miaoyinfang.

Miaoyinfang covers an area of ​​100 acres in the golden area of ​​the imperial city.

It is a yard, but there are many towers here that are endless, with elegant ancient style and music, making people walk in like a holy land fairyland.

Before he could enter Miaoyinfang, Chu Yuan heard many kinds of music, overlapping together. Not only did he not feel harsh, but his mind was peaceful, as if he had even calmed his soul.

What stands out in Miaoyinfang is a pronunciation character.

The songs here are unique, including the song of war with iron horses and golden swords, as well as the song of peace and peace of mind, and the song of meditation that helps practice, as if their songs can mobilize the seven emotions and six desires in people's hearts.

Chu Yuan looked at the graceful figures that were faintly visible in the pavilion, and the vague sound of songs came out, which was a luxurious and noble place.

"The songs in Miaoyinfang are very magical. They cannot even play musicians in the palace. Many princes, nobles, civil and military ministers like to listen to a few songs here, especially the saint Mu Rou. If you want to hear her playing the piano, it is hard to find a fortune. I still ask my master for it. I finally got two invitations."

Chu Niang was intoxicated when she listened to the music.

"Get in."

Chu Yuan and Chu Niang walked into Miaoyinfang and walked towards the pavilion in the middle. Two noble slaves immediately walked up to him, "Two young men, there are invitations. If you don't have invitations, you can't go in."

“Invitations are here.”

Chu Niang threw two invitations in.

"Two distinguished guests, please come in." The two nobles were immediately polite and filled with smiles on their faces.

Those who can get invitations will not be ordinary people, they all have extraordinary backgrounds.

"I also want to go in to see Saint Mu Rou. Although I have no invitation, I have money, gold is 10,000 taels or a hundred dollars of magic crystal!"

At this time, Chu Yuan saw several noble slaves blocking a brightly dressed noble man outside.

"It's difficult to see Mu Rou on one side. A hundred crystal cores are not enough. Even the captain of my Shenwu Army, his annual salary is only a hundred magic crystals, but he can't even see Mu Rou on one side."

Chu Yuan pondered.

"Hehe, brother, you should know how precious these two invitations are. Although Miaoyinfang changes another saint every three years, this saint Murou is more rare than other saints. This was obtained by the master using the power of the imperial guards."

Chu Niang blinked.

At this time, the two of them walked through many corridors. Under the instructions of the waiter, they suddenly realized their clarity in front of them. When they saw a seven-story attic, seven different musical sounds were heard, as if they were thriving in seven emotions.

"The music of joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, evil, desire, and the power of the seven emotions."

Chu Yuan's face looked solemn.

At first he thought that Miaoyinfang was a place for some great officials to listen to music and relax, but when he heard the music of the seven emotions, he knew that this saint Mu Rou was not simple, and Miaoyinfang was not simple either.

When he looked up and saw the three words "Miaoyinfang" on the pavilion, his eyes suddenly changed, and countless thoughts surged, and countless images appeared in his mind, as if he wanted to evoke his deepest memory.

"What exactly do this mysterious Miaoyinfang want to do in my imperial city?" Chu Yuan pondered: "And these three words are by no means written by ordinary people, and it is even very likely that they can even be written by a half-step or a real one!"

"Let's go in and sit down."

Chu Yuan reminded Chu Niang who was immersed in it.

Chu Niang woke up like a dream. She looked at the plaque and was immersed in the spiritual world without realizing it.

In the pavilion, the decoration was extremely exquisite, especially in the middle, there was a huge incense burner. I didn't know what it was, but I saw pure white gas spreading around.

The smoke curled, as if it had arrived in the Immortal Palace.

The maids were wearing white skirts and holding trays in their hands, and delivered plates to their seats.

Chu Yuan was not interested in eating this food, but looked at the environment here carefully. It was indeed elegant. No wonder many nobles liked to come here.

"What a wonderful sound of the piano, it makes people feel happy when they hear it. Saint Mu Rou has seven maids, all of whom are masters of piano tracing, and each of them is good at different piano tracing."

A young man dressed in luxury made a sound, and he was impressed without hesitation.

"maid!"

Chu Yuan's eyes condensed and saw a woman playing the piano, with her fat as jade, wearing a red robe, playing the wonderful music out.

"A master of the magical power realm!"

When this maid saw that she seemed to be nothing surprising except for her beauty, but when Chu Yuanyi used the Great Devouring Technique, he immediately felt the power of magical power, and he was not an ordinary magical master.

Saint Mu Rou had seven maids, so weren’t there seven masters in the realm of magical powers serving her?

A master of supernatural powers can be a general in the Dawu court, but he is willing to become her maid, which makes people think of it.

The woman in red clothes playing the piano seemed to feel Chu Yuan's peeping at her, and smiled slightly in the direction of Chu Yuan, which was fascinating to the whole country.

"Saint Mu Rou is coming out soon. Why haven't Li Yu come yet? Did he forget about this meeting? You know that he has been in love with Saint Mu Rou for a long time, and I am still waiting for him to come and listen to the saint's piano together."

At this time, a noble man wearing brocade silk sat on a chair, his eyes looking around from time to time.

"Haha, Li Yu is coming, not trying to steal your limelight. He is the sixth son whom the Prime Minister loves the most. Although you are the eldest son of the Minister of Works, you can't compare to Li Yu in such a thing as being a limelight."

Someone was laughing and making a fuss.

The noble son of the brocade silk is Liu Xi, the eldest son of the Minister of Works. He is not good at practicing martial arts, but he is first-class in playing with the romantic and romantic things.

"They don't know that Li Yu has been imprisoned and are waiting for the execution." Chu Niang curled her lips.

"Haha, Saint Mu Rou is also her 18th birthday. I took great pains to find a treasure, and I will give it to the Saint this time. If Li Yu doesn't come, wouldn't I be too lonely?"

Liu Xi shouted.

Listening these voices in his ears, most of the people who came to Miaoyinfang were princes and nobles, descendants of civil and military ministers. Although the empire will face a war, it is the most important time, but Chu Yuan saw only the enjoyment of wind, flowers, snow and moon on their faces.

Seeing this, I shook my head.

"The Saint is here!"
Chapter completed!