Chapter 601 Hitting the Muzzle

The man's voice was neither loud nor quiet, but it was filled with a deep chill, which made Manager Fan suddenly startled!

What, burn them all? !

But the more this happened, the more curious he became about what was written on that card.

Originally, His Majesty the Emperor didn't have such an attitude, but after reading the card, His Highness' whole person seemed to be shrouded in shadow, which made people panic.

Just as Manager Fan was daydreaming, he suddenly saw the Emperor giving him a cold glance.

Then, those slender, porcelain-white hands began to tear the cards apart.

The young man tore apart gracefully, but his face was filled with anger.

Soon, the light blue card fell like snowflakes and turned into debris on the ground.

Manager Fan looked at the young man in front of him, fearing that he might offend Ni Lin accidentally.

This newly promoted emperor's son seems to have a different personality than the previous one, but in fact they are all the same. He is moody and angry, unpredictable, and it is really difficult to get along with him.

Manager Fan secretly sighed at his bad luck. He swallowed unconsciously, with a hint of temptation in his voice.

"Your Highness, should I send someone to clean it?"

"Need not."

The young emperor's voice was cold and he rejected him without thinking.

Manager Fan smiled bitterly in his heart. If the emperor was allowed to face this debris, he would definitely feel worse, right?

He had just secretly glanced at the shredded paper on the ground. Unfortunately, the emperor had torn it into so many pieces that he couldn't even see a single intact word!

What exactly did Master Fiennes write on it that made the emperor so angry?

They say curiosity killed the cat, but Mr. Fan couldn't help but guess, as if scratching his head, feeling uncomfortable when he couldn't get the answer.

It is estimated that this will become a mystery. Only Master Fiennes and Lord Dizi know. The latter will definitely not tell, and he does not dare to ask.

As for the former...

Now that things are going to be burned, Manager Fan will not remind Fiennes of this kind of thing, otherwise he will definitely be the unlucky one in the end.

Just pretend this box of gifts went missing along the way.

Manager Fan made up his mind, so he immediately stepped forward and picked up the stack of papers in boxes on the long table.

He glanced out of the corner of his eye and tried to barely make out a few words, but found it very difficult.

But these papers look like music scores...

Because the Emperor's son was very special to Su Wan, Manager Fan had gone to inquire about Su Wan before, and naturally knew that Su Wan had played the guqin at Miss Diya's birthday party.

So, these papers are all Guqin music compositions?

There are probably very few people in the world who know how to play the guqin, and it is extremely difficult to collect guqin music scores.

Seeing how old these scores are, there may be a few out of print among them.

Thinking that the emperor wanted to burn these things, Manager Fan couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

What a pity...

But it was a pity, and he did not dare to disobey the emperor's order.

It’s okay to burn all these music scores, out of sight but out of mind. I hope His Highness will not be angry anymore and just burn incense.

Manager Fan immediately picked up the box. He took big steps and just reached the door when he suddenly heard the Emperor's son speak.

"stop."

Manager Fan looked startled, his hands holding the things tightened slightly, and his expression became a little uneasy.

Why did His Highness call him back again when he was so good?

You won't have to give him any difficult errands, right?

Manager Fan complained in his heart, fearing that the emperor would push him out and ask him to negotiate with Fiennes.

Manager Fan is a person who values ​​tact. Even if he doesn't want to please others, he definitely doesn't want to make more enemies.

Are you kidding? He is just a servant. If he is really sent out to negotiate, I am afraid that Fiennes will not blame His Highness, but will attack himself first!

Just as Manager Fan was trembling with fear, a cold voice suddenly appeared in his ears.

"Don't burn it yet."

These four short words echoed in Mr. Fan's heart like a yellow bell.

It made him unable to recover for a moment.

Don't burn anything first? !

Are you talking about the pile of music scores in his hand?

After reacting, Manager Fan's eyes suddenly lit up!

He looked at the old pile of gray paper in his hand in surprise, feeling a little happy for some reason.

Although he didn't understand Guqin, let alone love Guqin, he felt that these musical scores must be precious things. It would be a pity if they were really burned.

"Why, are you happy?"

Hearing these words, Manager Fan immediately stopped smiling.

"Your Highness, I think some of these piano scores may be out of print, so..."

As if he was extremely impatient, the young man suddenly spoke up, interrupting Manager Fan mid-sentence.

"So what?"

The young Emperor's son gave him a cold glare. Manager Fan's body suddenly stiffened and he felt the cold hairs on his back stand up.

It's over, it's over, I must have said the wrong thing just now and offended His Highness!

Manager Fan was complaining in his heart. He opened his lips awkwardly and wanted to speak, but he didn't know how to explain in words.

The young Emperor's son looked down at Manager Fan, his eyes as deep as a pool, making people shudder.

Oh, yes, some of the music scores here are out of print...

Fiennes also specifically emphasized these two words in his previous letters.

Isn't it just to prove how difficult it is to find these music scores for Su Wan?

The man's face was sullen, and Manager Fan's body trembled, feeling that the other man would get angry at any time.

Why can't he keep his mouth shut?

Just now His Highness finally changed his mind, but he still insisted on hitting the muzzle of the gun!

The man in front of him was obviously very young, but his aura frightened Mr. Fan.

Manager Fan's hands kept breaking out in cold sweat. He gritted his teeth slightly and finally spoke.

Stretching out his head is also a knife, and retracting his head is also a knife. His position is awkward, so he still has to ask.

"Your Highness, do these things still need to be burned?"

Seeing the gloomy expression on the Emperor's face, Manager Fan thought he would get a definite answer.

However, the reality was beyond his expectation.

"Lock them all up."

With that said, the man waved his hands and signaled to Manager Fan that he could leave.

Manager Fan was startled. He didn't expect that the Emperor's son would have such an attitude in the end. He didn't get angry with himself, and he didn't want to burn the music scores.

However, if it is locked, does it mean that there is no need to tell Su Wan these things?

Manager Fan hesitated for a moment. He originally wanted to ask a question, but as soon as the words reached his throat, he swallowed them back.

Well, if you ask, it will probably cause another bloody storm.

It would be better for him to lock up the music and remain silent.

Manager Fan nodded respectfully to the young man, then walked out of the study with the music score in his arms, and closed the door very considerately.

…

The room was filled with silence.

The young man stood alone, exuding a coldness that kept strangers away from him.

He lowered his head and swept away the debris at his feet.

Fiennes' words were automatically restored in my mind...

The man's expression became more and more indifferent, his thin lips pursed tightly.

——It seemed that he was the one who made Su Wan’s life so comfortable! They forgot the basic rules!