"General Hua is resting now, and I have ordered someone to invite her. As for whether she is willing to come, this is not something I can control." Qiqi said calmly.

"Murong Qiqi, you imprison my prince's master here, don't think I don't know." Dongling Haotian said angrily.

Qiqi looked at him lightly with his eyes down and said helplessly: "The third prince should have heard me talk to Xiao Yu'er just now. Didn't I order her to invite General Hua? Why don't you sit down and have a cup of tea and wait quietly? People come."

With a command, the little eunuch who was guarding outside rushed in.

Qiqi glanced at the shattered cup on the Dongling Haotian table and said lightly: "Add another cup of fragrant tea to the third prince."

"Yes, Empress." The eunuch retreated, and soon brought the teapot, packed up the white porcelain fragments on the Dongling Haotian table, and added a cup of tea to him.

After Dongling Haotian sat down, Dieyi squatted down beside him, tore off the corner of his clothes, carefully took out all the porcelain pieces in his palm, and then bandaged him.

Qiqi just tasted the tea quietly and ignored them.

Not long after, several sounds of footsteps of varying degrees came from outside.

Dongling Haotian looked up and saw Wuming helping Hua Tianshang come all the way outside the hall. He stood up suddenly. When they stepped into the hall, he walked over and leaned towards Hua Tianshang and said, "Master."

Even Qiqi was quite surprised that his attitude was respectful and he was so sincere. Dongling Haotian's respect for Hua Tianshang did not seem to be pretending.

Hua Tianshang looked at him, a hint of displeasure flowing in his eyes: "Haotian, you have deceived your master miserably."

Dongling Haotian's palm tightened, and he knew that the matter was known by his master. He had no resentment or anger in his eyes. He just looked at her and said calmly: "Master, you should know that your disciple is involuntarily, not to mention that Murong Qiqi and Chu Jiangnan jointly harmed his disciple's Nine Emperor Girl. Master knows this, Master..."

He took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and said in a deep voice: "The disciple will not let Murong Qiqi and Chu Jiangnan go away. Master, you go back with the disciple. The disciple will take you back to Jin Guoan to enjoy his old age. If you do anything in the future, the disciple will never disturb the master again."

Hua Tianshang shook his head and glanced at Wuming. Wuming hurriedly helped her to come to the front of the hall.

Hua Tianshang walked to Qiqi, broke away from Wuming, looked up at her, saluted softly and said, "See Your Highness."

"Sit down." Qiqi waved her hand, knowing that her legs and feet were still inconvenient, so she didn't want to make things difficult.

Hua Tian Shang walked aside and sat down, then turned around and looked back at Dongling Haotian who had returned to the hall, and said calmly: "No matter what grudges you have with Your Highness, Your Highness will always be my Highness. From then on, I will only follow Your Highness and serve her. Haotian, the master of the past grudges advises you to let go, go back to Jin State, and be your prince."

"Master, the revenge of killing a girl is irreconcilable, how can I let it go?" Dongling Haotian still held his big palm tightly, stared at her face, and glared at Qiqi fiercely, and said angrily: "If you don't take this revenge, I will not be a human being. Even if the Nine Emperor Sister was not killed by you, it will have nothing to do with you."

"Do you really don't know who is the first to take action in the hunting ground?" Qiqi glanced at him and hummed Qianqian, without much resentment in his eyes. Now, Dongling Qingge has been dead for two years, and no matter how much hatred he has passed.

"If I did not fight back that day, the one who was killed was me. Dongling Qingge ordered people to lurk there in advance. Aren't the men in black her own? You are her emperor brother, don't you know?"

Dongling Haotian's palm was tighter. Although he felt resentful, he could not refute her words.

Qiqi said again: "It is because she is deliberately harming others first. This is just for self-protection."

"Even if this transaction is not counted on you, since she has been destroyed by you, why do you still want Chu Jiangnan to go to her dormitory to force her to commit suicide?" When talking about this, Dongling Haotian was still so angry that he wanted to tear her and Chu Jiangnan apart!

"Have you really forced her? Did you really witness everything that day, or did you hear her with your own ears, and you heard her with your own ears say that she forced her to commit suicide?" Qiqi looked at him, with no waves in her eyes, and her tone was calm: "I know the character of my senior brother, but I just want to get the Haijiao Qin back. As for whether Dongling Qingge is dead or alive, don't blame me for being rude. I believe that my senior brother doesn't care at all. Dongling Qingge is an optional person to him."

"No, it was him who forced the Haijiao Qin back, and he said something heartless, which made Qingge lose his only motivation to survive." How deep was the Nine Emperor's love for Chu Jiangnan at the beginning? How could he not know? It was said that it was the concubine selection banquet for Princess Xuan, but from beginning to end, what Nine Emperor's sister wanted the most was Chu Jiangnan.

"The Haijiao Qin is not hers. What's wrong with the senior brother retake it for my master?" Qiqi snorted coldly, suddenly stood up, turned around and walked behind the screen. When he came out, he was already holding a guqin in his hand.

The strings of the piano are black and shiny, and it is clearly the guqin of the Cape.

"Have the third prince heard that the ends of the world are ancient divine objects, not its destined master. If you want to use it, will it definitely hurt its tendons and veins? Look, I am holding it now, is it a little hostile to me?"

"I don't know what method you used." Dongling Haotian stared at her, his eyes cold: "I only know that this guqin belonged to the Nine Emperor Girls at the beginning. It was you who forced to take it away. It was you who asked Chu Jiangnan to treat her like this."

Qiqi was too lazy to talk nonsense to him, and his long finger fell on the strings and gently tweaked the sound of the ding-dong dong suddenly overflowed.

Dongling Haotian was now irritated, so how could he have the heart to listen to her playing the piano? He was about to speak to stop him, but for some reason, after the sound of the piano came into his ears, he felt like he was thrown into a warm hot spring, warming from head to toe.

It was originally a day in late spring and early summer, and warmth could not make people comfortable, but this warmth made every vein on his body relax, and his tense mood seemed to slowly unfold in the sound of the piano.

Qiqi's long fingers were still tying on the strings. As the sound of the piano sounded, her soft voice slowly came: "The meaning of the world at the end of the world is not to hurt people, but to save people. I think this is what the ancestors created the world at the end of the world in ancient times were expected."

The long fingers moved lightly, and the sound of the piano was like flowing water, spreading out in a thread, making the entire hall suddenly feel like flowers blooming everywhere.

Even Diewu suddenly felt that the wound on her face did not hurt as much as before. She subconsciously picked up the mirror and looked at it, and found that the wound was healing miraculously.

Qiqi lowered her eyes and looked at the strings, her thin lips moved slightly, and said lightly: "Only the real master of the Cape can use the Cape to save the people. Dongling Qingge once owned the Cape, but when did she use the Cape to save people?"

The poppy on the battlefield is a real poppy. She has never been able to kill people. In the past, how many lives were destroyed by her piano?

Through her hand, Haijiaoqin, which is pure in nature, became a terrifying magical piano on the battlefield. But where does the word "demon" come from? Haijiao, where does the demonic energy come from?

The sound of the ding-dong dong piano was combined with her voice, and it drifted like the wind. Even though there was still resentment in my heart, I wanted to refute it, but for some reason, Dongling Haotian couldn't even say a word at this moment.

The sea cape is a magic piano. How many lives have the magic piano in the hands of the poppy on the battlefield taken away? Not to mention the enemy, even her own people dare not approach half a step when she plays the piano. All the people who are accidentally approaching will bleed in seven holes, and their heart veins will be broken and they will die, unless the martial arts are above her.

But there are mostly soldiers who have strong physical training on the battlefield, so where can people with high martial arts skills come from? The title of poppy on the battlefield does come from this.

Dongling Haotian's gaze fell on the strings of the piano, and the green jade hands on the top were still twisting gently. The sound of the piano was still the same, knocking in his heart like a clear spring and a spring breeze, which gradually dissipated most of the irritable aura in his heart.

Qiqi raised his eyebrows and glanced at him casually, and said, "If the third prince doesn't believe that the sound of the piano can save people, why not untie the corner of your clothes that you bandaged on your hand and look at your wounds?"

Dongling Haotian was stunned. Although he didn't want to admit it, he still subconsciously took off the corner of the clothes that Dieyi had bandaged him just now.

There was still blood on the palm, but the wound was healing magically. He could see this incident clearly and was knocked hard in his heart.

He looked up at the hands on her strings, and he was so shocked that he couldn't even say anything.

Could it be that Murong Qiqi is the real master of Haijiao? Then, what about Qingge? Is Qingge really fake? But if she was fake, how could Mengzhenren hand over Haijiao piano to her?

"Impossible, how could this happen?" Die Wu still looked at her face in the mirror. The wound on her face was healing quickly. In just half the incense stick, the blood stopped, the wound was scarred, and the scar was slowly becoming shallow.

She was delighted and looked at Qiqi again, with excitement in her eyes.

If she continues to play, she wants Murong Qiqi to play again. As long as she continues to play, her face will soon get better and she will soon have her original face!

But when she was looking at Qiqi, Qiqi also gave her a glance. After a glance, Qiqi's lips curled slightly, suddenly paused her fingertips, and her hands fell on the strings and gently pressed the sound of the piano. The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and the feeling of blooming like a flower disappeared without a trace.

Diewu was startled and picked up the mirror and looked at her face. She had scars, but the scar was still so obvious. She bit her lip hard and stared at Murong Qiqi hard.

She did it on purpose just now! She clearly saw that the wound on her face was almost healed, but she deliberately stopped at this time!

But the piano is hers, and whether or not it is her own business. How can she force her?

I felt so upset. I didn't expect that Murong Qiqi was such a stingy person and didn't want to play for a while!

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