Chapter 292 The Deaf Musician is a Black-Hearted Lotus 2

Chapter 292 The Deaf Musician is a Black-Hearted Lotus 2

He almost knocked the chicken leg out of her hand.

Lingyao glanced over coldly.

…only scanned the person’s chest.

Eyelids lifted and raised.

That is a very beautiful face. Some people’s beauty is gorgeous, while some people’s beauty is delicate.

And his beauty is like a god who saves all living beings.

Her face is as beautiful as jade and her smile is as gentle as spring breeze.

Seeing Lingyao looking at him, with a faint smile on her lips, she was like a bright and clean Epiphyllum blooming in the night.

The beauty is so pure that people dare not desecrate it.

He nodded politely to Lingyao and walked in.

"Hey, the deaf guy is here to get food."

"Why do they send him here every day to get it in the band?"

"What else can a deaf person do in a band except serving meals to others?"

"You don't understand this. Look at his appearance. He doesn't come here to play music at all."

Everyone burst into laughter, and they didn't stop laughing when they saw Wushuang coming in.

A deaf person can't hear anything you say.

Wushuang really didn't react, he still looked at them with a smile in his eyes.

Only after they placed food boxes in his hands one by one did he go out carrying the heavy food boxes.

Didn't say a word the whole time.

However, Wushuang had just taken two steps out of the door when someone grabbed the corner of his clothes.

He slightly side-glanced and looked back.

Wushuang had some impression of this person.

The fifteenth princess who is not welcomed in the palace.

He usually walked with his head down, and the two of them didn't have much in common.

Wushuang still didn't say anything, but expressed his confusion with his eyes.

Lingyao recalled what she had just heard from the person in the room, and moved her fingers from his sleeves to his fingers, preparing to write in his palm.

However, he immediately withdrew his fingers.

His face was still gentle, he bowed slightly to her, then turned and left with the heavy food box.

Lingyao stood there with a cold expression.

I feel crazy.

It’s not because Wushuang withdrew his hand.

But...

Her fingers are so much smaller than those of the God of Wealth.

Hehe…going down from the 18th floor, not taking the elevator or escalator, just three, two, one jump.

Wushuang carried the food box back to the room where the band was staying.

The band was invited to the palace and the accommodation they had was pretty nice.

However, the better rooms had been occupied in advance by some of the team's most famous stars.

As Wushuang was an outsider who joined their band midway, he was naturally assigned the worst room.

He put the lunch box on the table, and a group of people swarmed over, surrounded the lunch box, and each took a box.

Among them, a man in a pink gown opened two food boxes.

Put the best dishes from one of the food boxes into the other food box you are holding.

When people saw him like this, they didn't react and they were all used to it.

The man was one of the team's pillars, Shangguan Qingshui.

My mother holds an official position in the court.

The extra portion he ate belonged to Baili Liufeng, another pillar of the team.

After Baili Liufeng entered the palace, he rarely ate with them.

Wushuang silently picked up his portion from the table and brought it to the corner.

There was no one in the house to leave room for him.

He then sat outside the door with the lunch box.

He ate very politely and slowly. Before he had taken a few bites, a few people walked towards him.

"This deaf guy was shoved in midway just to climb the social ladder. How disgusting."

"Who says it's not true? It's a pity that she is deaf despite her appearance. She can only be a prostitute for the rest of her life."

"It's not certain that you can continue to be a prostitute..."

As these words came out in a leisurely voice, the food box in Wushuang's hand was kicked over.

His expression remained unchanged, and he still raised his eyes as gentle as the wind.

It was as if he didn't take the matter to heart at all, looking at the Seventh Princess in front of him indifferently.

If we were to talk about which princess in the capital is the most famous, it would be the seventh princess in front of us.

Even the Ninth Princess, who is the center of attention, cannot compare to her.

Because the Seventh Princess is a character that all the young masters are terrified of.

The seventh princess was favored by the empress in her early years, and her father's family has a strong background.

His position in the court is very important.

She has been brought up to have a spoiled and unruly personality since she was a child.

When he grew up, he became even more unscrupulous and promiscuous.

There were eighteen servants in the mansion alone.

The key point is that she is not only romantic, but also cruel and inhumane.

Many men she took a fancy to would run back home soon after.

There is almost no good meat on his body.

Wushuang was originally placed in this position by someone else in order to allow him to seize the opportunity to become the Ninth Emperor's daughter.

However, on the first day she entered the palace, she was noticed by the Seventh Princess who came to pay her respects to the Empress.

The Seventh Princess would never do it secretly when she liked someone, but she would let everyone know within one day that Wushuang would be hers from now on.

When the Ninth Princess first saw Wushuang, she was indeed moved.

However, considering the power of the Seventh Princess' family, if he were to become an enemy of the Seventh Princess, it would be detrimental to her path to the throne in the future.

So I can only give up.

The Seventh Princess fell in love with Wushuang, but unexpectedly Wushuang rejected her.

Being rejected by a prostitute and a deaf woman, the Seventh Princess was furious.

Spread the word that Wushuang will suffer.

When he crawled beside her like a dog wagging its tail for mercy, she would lend him a helping hand.

The Seventh Princess spoke out, and everyone felt some sympathy for Wushuang, but at the same time they quietly distanced themselves from and isolated him.

After all, no one wants to go against the Seventh Princess.

The food mixed together and flew into the air and fell to the ground.

The air was filled with an unpleasant smell of food.

The female guard beside the Seventh Princess glanced at the musicians around her.

"The Seventh Princess has ordered that Wushuang is not allowed to eat anything within three days. Anyone who violates this order will be punished with thirty strokes of the cane."

All the men in the band are delicate and tender. After thirty beatings, their buttocks will be bruised.

Everyone once again witnessed the cruelty of the Seventh Princess.

The Seventh Princess walked up to Wushuang with a proud step.

She wasn't ugly, but she wasn't pretty either.

He has a pair of thin eyebrows on his broad, straight face, a not-so-high nose bridge, and very thin lips. When he looks at people, his eyebrows are raised, making him look very sharp.

"Master Wushuang, if you can't bear it any longer, remember to come and beg me. The door of this princess is always open for you."

However, the person in front of him turned a deaf ear to him, and there was even a smile on his face, as gentle as a spring breeze.

Amid the noise, he seemed to have broken away from this layer and become a whole of his own.

He silently picked up the lunch box on the ground and put it aside neatly as if he had obsessive-compulsive disorder.

The Seventh Princess pulled down the corners of her mouth and snorted coldly.

"I forgot that I was deaf. How could I hear what I was saying?"

After saying that, she raised her foot again, kicked over the lunch box that Wushuang had just placed, and turned and left.

Seeing the Seventh Princess leave, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

But no one approached Wushuang and quickened their movements.

We just want to finish our meal quickly and go our separate ways.

Wushuang packed up the lunch box, put it back where it was, and returned to his room with an empty stomach.

I put my fingers on the door and pushed inside, but it didn't budge.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door again.

For a long time, the door remained closed and there was no movement in the house.

However, the candlelight in the room was still on.