The noise in the front yard did not affect the back yard, but Shen Kuang still couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

When he was about to rest after dinner, Chen'er led Chen Kuang back to Jiang Ning's courtyard. Chen Kuang looked at Chen'er strangely into the courtyard. He originally thought that Chen'er had forgotten something, but he didn't expect that the place where he would sleep tonight was in the courtyard.

The three-story attic that belongs to Jiang Ning stands in front of Shen Kuang. His bedroom is in the courtyard, which happens to be in the first floor room opposite Jiang Ning's small building. Chen Kuang naturally asked Chen'er why he arranged him here, but Chen'er stammered and couldn't say what was wrong, just saying that it was arranged by his own lady.

Chen Kuang sat at the stone table in the courtyard and the willows on the moon, but still couldn't wait for Jiang Ning to return. So Chen Kuang had to wait no longer and went back to the room.

The furnishings in the room are as simple and elegant as ever, without too much ornate decoration, mainly in blue-gray tones. When Chen Kuang pushed the door in, sandalwood was still burning on the table in the room, and a wisp of green smoke was slowly overflowing from the stove and floating towards the roof.

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Two minutes at midnight, the moon has passed the sky.

In Chen Kuan's room, the candlelight that had been extinguished was lit again. From the outside, a figure was swaying with the candlelight.

Maybe it was because he was unwilling to say something in his heart, so he couldn't fall asleep. Chen Kuang, who was sitting at the table, staring at the tea cup in his hand, was stunned and thoughts suddenly surged into his heart. He was not thinking about anything, but just being so trance. He liked this when he was alone or had something to do.

Chen Kuang gently turned his hand and held the teacup in his floor, took a sip and put it down.

At some point, a low piano sound came from outside the house, pulling Chen Kuang back from the ecstasy. Chen Kuang walked to the window curiously when he heard the sound, pushed open the window door, and looked at the direction of the piano sound.

The lights in Jiang Ning's attic are still on, and the sound of the piano is from the small building.

There is also a small pavilion on the third floor of the attic. At this time, the light and shadow in the pavilion are bright, and you can vaguely see the shadows of the pulsing strings on it.

For Chen Kuan, listening to the piano is like drinking tea, not because he is a big shot here. He just likes it because he likes it, thinks the piano sounds good, and the tea is delicious, that's all.

The Shenqun, who could not understand the melodious and melodious music, was still attracted by the melodious sound of the piano. He no longer lowered his head and stared at Bai Ni to lean against the windowsill, closed his eyes lightly, and felt the lingering sound of the piano coming from the pavilion.

Slowly, the song ended, Chen Kuang's eyes also opened.

He naturally looked up at the pavilion. He just glanced unintentionally, but he never thought that a small head was poked out from the pavilion and was looking at him with a smile.

It was a woman, wearing a red dress, red lips, and a faint pink rouge on her cheeks. She had three petals of plum blossoms on her forehead, making her look as dizzy as if she was a delicate face. The cold moonlight shone on the woman's side face. The woman's appearance was one of the best, and she looked even more beautiful against the backdrop of the moonlight. The woman smiled slightly, and she was looking at the stern look of the tower and leaning against the window.

The two of them met in their eyes, and the woman spoke first, "It's late at night, isn't Mr. Chen still asleep?"

Chen Kuang had seen Jiang Ning painted light makeup before, and I have to say that Jiang Ning was indeed a great beauty. Even though he had not seen each other for a few hours, when he saw each other again, Jiang Ning had already made up pink. Chen Kuang looked at him blankly, and couldn't help feeling for a moment.

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On the pavilion, Jiang Ning saw Chen Kuang who was staring at her and did not answer and shouted in a low voice: "Young Master Chen, Young Master Chen."

Hearing this, Chen Kuang, whose thoughts were floating away, quickly came to his senses. In order to cover up his embarrassment, Chen Kuang pretended to hear everything and asked directly: "Miss Jiang, what's wrong?"

Chen Kuang's poor acting skills made Jiang Ning cover the corners of her mouth and giggle.

"I saw that Mr. Chen was in a daze just now, so I called Mr. Chen a few times. It's so late, why haven't Mr. Chen been asleep?"

"Ao! I can't sleep a little. I originally planned to practice swordsmanship, but I just heard Miss Jiang, you are playing the piano. I was attracted by the sound of the piano for a while, so I have been hearing it now."

Chen Kuan didn't hide anything, and he seemed to have touched some details without any trace.

Jiang Ning knew that Chen Kuang, who looked elegant and stupid, was all from the heart, so after hearing his words, she felt even happier. She looked at Chen Kuang and asked again: "Does Mr. Chen think it sound good?"

Chen Kuang didn't hesitate, and took the speech and said, "It sounds good, I've never heard such a good song. Did Miss Jiang not sleep so late?"

Jiang Ning did not reply directly, but asked playfully: "Young Master, look at my outfit, what do I think I'm doing?"

Bored, Chen Kuang didn't mind chatting with Jiang Ning for a few more words, so he looked at her. He was good at dancing with a long sleeve and an ebony guqin. These details all pointed in one direction. Chen Kuang looked carefully and smiled and said slowly, "What's related to this guitar music?"

Jiang Ning thought about it and felt that Chen Kuang's answer seemed to be correct, so he smiled and said, "Young Master Chen has answered correctly! Tonight is the day for me to dance, so I danced for a while."

Chen Kuang looked at Jiang Ning's pretty face, who had not yet taken off his makeup, and said softly: "There must be many people coming here!"

Jiang Ning nodded: "Many people."

She thought Chen Kuang would be curious about why she still did these seemingly low-key things as her, but she didn't expect that Chen Kuang was not curious but felt ordinary. Therefore, after saying one word and one word, Jiang Ning began to be curious.

She looked at Chen Kuang Youyou and asked, "Aren't Mr. Chen curious about why I did such a thing?"

Chen Kuang lowered his head and thought about it, and found that there was really nothing to be curious about, so he replied: "It is said that Miss Jiang is the courtesan in Tingxiang Garden. Since she has such an identity, she should do something related to it, such as dancing."

Jiang Ning smiled after hearing Chen Kuang's words. In fact, she always knew that Chen Kuang could always explain everything that seemed interesting in this way. Chen Kuang had always had this ability, just like the feeling he gave people.

"Don't Mr. Chen want to see how Jiang Ning looked when he danced? Those scholars and young masters are praising me. Someone wrote a few poems and asked Chen'er to send them to me. Mr. Chen is not curious?" Jiang Ning stared at Chen Kuan with his eyes burning.

Chen Kuang first glanced at Jiang Ning, then raised his eyebrows and thought. "Actually, I really thought about it." After saying that, he also smiled at himself.

Jiang Ning was a little hilarious, covering the corner of her mouth and giggling. Chen Kuang looked at her and kept laughing for no reason.

After a long time, Jiang Ning stopped. She held the guqin in one hand and the railing in the other. She lightly tapped under her feet, and fell down from top to bottom.

Under the moonlight

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The red dress was very conspicuous, and Chen Kuang kept watching.

Jiang Ning gently landed beside the stone table and placed the guqin on the stone table. Chen Kuang had no cover, so he jumped off the window ridge with his sword in his arms and walked over.

At some point, another pot of tea was placed on the stone table. Jiang Ning saw Chen Kuang coming, so the first cup was poured for him.

I thought it was the sinking condition of the tea and drank the cup of water, but as soon as the tea was in his mouth, he found something was wrong. A spicy smell spread from his throat to his abdomen, which was wine, not water.

Chen Kuang frowned and looked at the empty wine glass for a few moments. After suppressing the discomfort, he looked up at Jiang Ning and said, "Is this wine?"

As soon as Chen Kuang finished speaking, he saw Jiang Ning tilting his neck and drinking a cup without hesitation. Jiang Ning whispered: "This is the ten-year-old wine of Fu Yuchun and Zhaojia Shop in Qiuluocheng."

Just as Chen Kuang was about to say something, Jiang Ning had already finished drinking the second cup. Chen Kuang looked at Jiang Ning who seemed to have something to worry about, and didn't know what to say for a moment. He looked at each other without saying a word, so he had to pour himself a glass with the wine pot as Jiang Ning looked.

"I'll have a drink with Miss Jiang!"

Chen Kuang's voice was not loud, but Jiang Ning could hear clearly. She put down the wine glass and stared at Chen Kuang with hot eyes. In fact, Jiang Ning could see that it was the first time Chen Kuang was drinking, but she did not stop him. Jiang Ning did not speak, she just smiled, and she looked very good.

"Is it delicious?" After seeing Chen Kuang finish drinking the third cup, Jiang Ning looked at Chen Kuang and said in a warm voice.

Chen Kuang frowned and took another sip. Although the spicy feeling that was so spicy that it was not so comfortable, after that time, a sense of pleasure would arise in his mind, and even his mood became good. Therefore, Chen Kuang wanted to drink a few more drinks.

Chen Kuang replied tensely: "It tastes good! It's just, it's a bit spicy."

Jiang Ning smiled: "Then Mr. Chen will drink a few more glasses."

Jiang Ning poured another cup of Chen Kuang. Chen Kuang looked at Jiang Ning's lowered face and glanced at him a few more.

"Miss Jiang has any worries?" It was still the same old question just now.

The wine pot in Jiang Ning's hand was still pouring down, but she raised her head. The two of them were very close to each other's eyes at this time. The moonlight seemed to be able to block something, so even if they could see each other's faces so clearly, they didn't avoid it.

Jiang Ning smiled Yanran: "Does Mr. Chen have any worries?"

The wine in the glass was full, Jiang Ning put down the wine pot, and the distance between the two was wide open again. Chen Kuang was about to speak, but Jiang Ning asked again: "Is I beautiful tonight?" She looked at Chen Kuang, her eyes warm and deep.

When Chen Kuang heard Jiang Ning ask this question, he was actually very calm. He stared at Jiang Ning's beautiful face for a while, focusing on his mind. Then Chen Kuang also smiled, just like Jiang Ning.

The two of them were like Jiang Ning lifting off the scarf covering her shoulders that day, but this time the other one still had no cover.

"It looks good!" Chen Kuang looked at Jiang Ning and said slowly.

The two of them looked at each other and saw a trace of moonlight and their respective eyes from each other. One was clear and the other was deep, both of which were equally beautiful.

The two of them are speechless, not so awkward, but like a pause between the cutstone, it is just the right time to stop.

"Does the young master want to watch me dance?"

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