At this time, Mr. Le entered the private room with Qin in his arms. This private room is the best room in Changqing Tower. He has received some distinguished guests here. However, it seems that it has been a long time. This is the first time that it has entered this private room again in recent years.

The decoration style of the box is very elegant, and it is impossible to tell that it is a place of elegance. On the left of the box is a simple bookshelves, which are filled with various books and even lonely books. The walls are hung with paintings of famous artists. The desks are excellent brushes and inks and rice paper, so that guests can whip around when they are interested. A beautifully carved screen separates the place from the middle.

There are a few short tables in the middle, and there are various foods, wine, fruits, etc. on the short table. The huge soft carpet is covered on the ground and makes people feel extremely comfortable to step on.

At this moment, a man in silver and white clothes stood behind the short table, facing away from Mr. Le standing at the door, as if he was looking at the view outside the window.

"Meet the Lord." Mr. Le took two steps forward and saluted. Although he didn't know who this noble person was, he would definitely have a good identity if he had such a cautious attitude as Manager Liu.

The man in silver and white clothes heard the sound and slowly turned around, looked at Mr. Le, and smiled.

"Sit." The man's voice sounded very nice, and it seemed to have the power to calm the heart in his heart.

Young Master Le looked up and was stunned.

Why do such a handsome person come to a place like Changqinglou?

There are such beautiful people in this world?! The beautiful eyebrows, high nose bridge, jade-like skin, and clear lines of lips are simply flawless. What should I do with such an incomparable and unparalleled person? The best-looking young master Mei, who is the best-looking young master in the Changqing Tower, is known as the most handsome man in the capital, but Mr. Le feels that Mr. Mei is not as good as the one in front of him.

But why do you always feel that this person gives him a bit familiar? But what Mr. Le is sure of is that he has never seen such a handsome man, and has never seen him.

"Don't call me lord, my name is Tianmiao, but call me... Oh, call me the prince." Tianmiao sat down with a smile and signaled Mr. Le to sit down again. Thinking about his current identity, Tianmiao decided to follow the customs of the countryside. Others should respectfully call her prince. She now looks like a man, and a noble prince.

Prince?!

Young Master Le sat down, but was extremely shocked.

Prince? The emperor is the only son and has no brothers, so there is no prince. The emperor has children, but none of those princes have been canonized. Which prince is the one in front of him? Why doesn’t he know at all?

Moreover, is there no title? Is it just a prince?

Young Master Le was full of doubt but did not ask, but a gentle smile appeared on his face and asked, "Prince, do you want to listen to the piano, play chess, or something else?"

"Let's first talk about the mountains and flowing water." Tianmiao supported himself on the short table with one hand and selected the food on the short table with the other. The food prepared by Changqinglou is indeed worth the money. These pastries were only available in queues in old-fashioned shops in Beijing. The fruits are the freshest, and they are washed, peeled and sliced. The wine is even aged wine. Once poured out, it is fragrant.

Mr. Le began to play the piano as he said, and his famous song was filled with mountains and flowing water.

One plays the piano carefully, and the other listens to the piano carefully.
Chapter completed!