Chapter 600 Piano Score? Burned!

In the study room, two men stood one behind the other, the former with a cold expression and the latter with a respectful attitude.

Between the two of them, there was a long rosewood table. The long table looked very empty, except for a light blue square packaging box, which was particularly conspicuous.

There is a purple ribbon on the packaging box, which is tied into a very beautiful bow, which is quite delicate.

"what is that?"

The young Emperor's son swept the things on the ground, his voice was neither loud nor quiet, but he carried an aura of calmness and authority.

Manager Fan lowered his eyebrows and responded meticulously.

"This is a gift specially sent by Master Fiennes to Su Wan. I don't know what's in it. I thought this was not in line with the rules, so I came here to inform His Highness."

In fact, it is not uncommon to give things to the guards and maids of the Holy Palace. There are even cases where the two of them send gifts to each other, but Manager Fan never pays attention to them.

But this matter is different now. Manager Fan can't figure out Su Wan's status in the heart of the emperor, so Fiennes's gift is like a hot potato, which is a bit tricky.

If he sent it directly to Su Wan, Manager Fan was afraid that the emperor would be angry when he found out about it, and he would be unlucky as well.

If the matter involves him, even if it is only a one in 10,000 possibility, Manager Fan will handle it carefully.

Manager Fan is a good person, and of course he doesn't want this incident to harm him.

After Manager Fan finished his report, he raised his eyes slightly and carefully looked at the person in front of him with his peripheral vision, not wanting to miss any slight change in the other person's expression.

It's a pity that the young emperor's son is now indifferent to emotion and anger. He always has an ice face and his thin lips are tightly pursed, giving people an extraordinarily cold feeling.

As expected, Manager Fan soon became disappointed.

The young man stood upright, his eyes as quiet as a deep pool, as if there was no change at all.

What does this mean?

Does His Majesty's silence mean that he can dispose of this gift on his own?

"Your Highness?"

Manager Fan couldn't quite grasp the young man's thoughts, so he had to give a gentle reminder.

As if he didn't hear Manager Fan's words at all, the young Emperor's eyes were locked on the gift box on the long table, as if he wanted to poke a hole in the box.

Seeing that the young man remained silent, a drop of sweat broke out in Manager Fan's hands, feeling that he had indeed gotten into trouble.

He can neither retreat nor advance. He is caught in the middle and it is really difficult to be a human being.

The young emperor glanced at Manager Fan. Manager Fan's eyes opened slightly, and his heart was lifted into his throat, thinking that he was about to speak, but he didn't.

The air suddenly became stiff and fell into an awkward silence.

"Manager Fan, you seem anxious?"

The young man withdrew his gaze and said lightly.

Hearing that casual tone, Manager Fan's hands trembled slightly.

Yes, this is just a gift. Isn't my reaction a bit too much?

Maybe the relationship between His Highness and Su Wan is not as complicated as he imagined.

He just came here to ask and test His Highness's intentions just as a precaution.

Manager Fan raised his head. He had been here for decades and had served high priests who were more perverse than the current emperor. How could he have stage fright?

He quickly calmed down and a tight smile appeared on his face.

"No, Your Highness misunderstood. I just wanted to ask what to do with this gift. What do you think, Your Highness?"

It seems that the current emperor doesn't like beating around the bush, and it would be better for him to state his purpose directly in the future.

Manager Fan silently noted this in his mind.

After hearing Manager Fan's words, the young Emperor's lips curved slightly in a mocking arc.

He ignored Manager Fan and glanced directly at the box on the long table.

Several lotus-shaped crystal chandeliers shine on the head, emitting a soft light, making the exquisitely packaged box even more gorgeous.

What's inside?

I don't know why, but looking at this box, the young man felt very unhappy.

It was as if there was a thorn stuck in the throat, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Because of Manager Fan's report, he already knew that Su Wan met Fiennes alone.

A man and a woman alone, in the same room, I really don't know what they talked about...

A trace of displeasure flashed across the man's eyes, and the thin smile on his lips grew colder.

Very good, very good, they seemed to be having a great conversation. Only a few dozen minutes had passed, and Fiennes couldn't wait to give Su Wan something.

He is now a little curious about what Su Wan said to Fiennes...

It can't really be a romance, expressing your feelings to each other, right?

The sudden thought that came to his mind made the man's face suddenly darken.

Feeling the suddenly cold temperature around him, Manager Fan was a little confused.

Your Highness, you seem to be angry suddenly?

Why?

A little cold sweat broke out on Manager Fan's forehead, fearing that he would accidentally become a punching bag.

It's not that he has never played this kind of role before, it's just...

Just when Manager Fan was trembling, he suddenly saw the young man in front of him move.

Manager Fan opened his eyes wide in confusion as he watched the Emperor's son calmly stretch out his hand and unhurriedly begin to unwrap the ribbon on the gift box.

The other party's movements were very graceful, but the expression on his face was gloomy, which made Manager Fan feel frightened.

This picture is so weird...

Soon, the gift box was opened.

A bundle of relatively thick wood-colored paper was revealed inside, carefully tied together with a thin rope, and attached to the pile of wood-colored paper was a light blue card. Because of the different colors, it was extremely eye-catching.

Why is it all paper?

Manager Fan frowned, not understanding what Fiennes meant. Who has ever seen someone give a sweetheart something and a pile of paper?

And it's not bound into a book, it's all loose. Except for the light blue card, the papers underneath are a little gray and old.

Manager Fan became more and more curious. He stared at the box for a moment, only hating that his eyesight was not good enough to see clearly what was written on the paper.

The young Emperor's son glanced sideways at Manager Fan, his gaze seemed to have been tempered with ice, making him feel cold all over.

Manager Fan shuddered, and he immediately withdrew his gaze and began to look at his nose and heart with an extremely respectful expression.

The young man then moved his eyes to the gift box. Without thinking, he directly picked up the light blue card at the top.

"Miss Su, although you rejected my previous request, I think it is not easy to collect these piano scores, and some of them are out of print. It would not be good if they just stay here gathering dust. The ancients said that swords are given to heroes, and red powder is given to beauties. Then These piano scores should naturally be given to Yake who loves guqin. I hope Miss Bosu will smile."

Finally, the signature, Fiennes Seawell.

The young Emperor's eyes became darker and darker, and the hand holding the card became stronger.

good very good.

He sneered and then gave direct orders to Manager Fan.

"Take these things out and burn them all."

[Thank you book friends for your "calm" reward, thank you for your likes, hmm~] [In a blink of an eye, it’s 600 chapters, Kaisen~ I hope to finish the main text of this book around 1000 chapters or less~ Thank you dear friends for sticking with me all the way. Give up the company, hug each one and kiss each other~]