The Queen Mother held Gonggong Li's hand and stood at the door of the dormitory, looking at the rain that made everyone melancholy in a daze. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info in the bottle by the window just picked back from the palace music shop yesterday, still delicately open. A room of fragrance in Qin.

"Hey...... This rain is really not timely. It's a pity that the mourners can't hear the song!" The Queen Mother frowned and sighed, as if she was talking to herself, and as if she was talking to Gonggong Li.

Gonggong Li listened to the master's not very happy, his heart moved, and he comforted: "That's it, this rain, it's really not! But ......" He smiled flatteringly, and helped the Queen Mother back to the house and sat down.

"But...... The Queen Mother, you think, they all say, 'Spring rain is as expensive as oil', this rain is ticking, there will be a good harvest this year!

"You, you will make the mourning family happy," the Queen Mother laughed. But thinking about it, he sighed and said, "Hey...... The mourning family wants to listen to Qinmei's singing!" She looked at Gonggong Li and thought for a long time, "Hey...... And that ...... That one...... What kind of cream is that?"

"The Queen Mother is Miss Murong Linshuang. Gonggong Li hurriedly answered.

"Yes, yes, it's Murong Linshuang. Her lute is so nice. The Queen Mother recalled the scene of seeing the girls in the palace music workshop that day, as if she heard their piano and singing again.

"However, the mourning family still likes Qinmei's girl's zheng!" The queen mother said to Li Gonggong in an affirmative tone: "There are really not many people who know how to use the zheng." Well...... The mourning family really didn't expect that Qinmei's girl's hand was ...... What a good play!"

As she spoke, the Queen Mother laughed. Thinking of the surprise that Qin Mei gave her, she was really amazed.

"If the Queen Mother wants to hear Miss Qinmei play the kite, why not summon her to the palace. Gonggong Li thought about it and suggested to the Queen Mother.

"The mourning family originally wanted to summon them to perform the 'Hundred Flowers Banquet' tomorrow, but, look!" The Queen Mother stretched out her hand and pointed out the door, "Heaven is not beautiful!"

"Why don't you ......" Gonggong Li thought for a long time and proposed: "Why don't you wait for the day to be good, and the miscellaneous family will go to Qinmei to bring the girl into the palace?"

"Hey......" the Queen Mother sighed again, "That's all it can be." ”

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This dripping rain actually fell for half a month, as if God had no intention of sunning. There was no sunny day, it was just cloudy and rainy. The clouds were low, and it felt like rain was going to fall at any moment. Sometimes at night, the spring thunder is bursting, and the rumbling and frightened timid child burrows into his mother's arms before he dares to fall asleep.

The room in the morning was a little better, and the room in the shade made people feel wet. To the touch, the wooden tables and chairs look like they have just been brushed with a layer of uncomfortable things, and they are sticky to the touch. As a last resort, the maids and grandmothers lit a charcoal fire in the house to bake the quilts.

The rain turned the plantain green and the cherries red.

Although this annoying rain scattered the spring dream of begonias, it also raised the hibiscus and whitened the oranges. The peach and plum have been flying, and the hibiscus is dark and fragrant.

Finally, the rain stopped.

The breeze blows, and the air smells of damp earth, mixed with the faint scent of orange blossoms, and the smell is particularly pleasant.

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Emperor Ming Jing looked up at the long-lost sunlight and took a deep breath. Stretching his waist and moving his neck, he was a little tired from the morning's recital.

"It's really stuffy with this rain! It's okay, hahaha! It's finally stopped!" looked at Mu En, who was helping him sort the pieces in front of the hall, and sighed.

"Yes, when I came to the court in the morning, it was still cloudy, and now, the sun is finally out!" Mu En looked up from the pile of movements, squinted his eyes and looked out.

"Hmm......" Emperor Mingjing pondered for a long time, beckoned to Mu En, and motioned for him to come over. Waiting for Mu En to arrive, Emperor Ming Jing whispered: "Do you feel that you have been stuffed a little ...... recently" After speaking, he shook his arm and twisted his waist again, "Bored?"

"Huh?" was asked by Emperor Ming Jing, and Mu En didn't reflect for a while. It took two beats. turned to understand what Emperor Ming Jing meant, bowed down and said with a smile: "Humble Jing has learned a few good dishes recently, and the last time I came from Mo Cheng's guy, I also brought some Xiaofeng's self-brewed burning knives to Wei Chen. I don't know ......."

"Very good!" Without waiting for Mu En to finish speaking, Emperor Ming Jing patted Mu En's shoulder heavily and walked out of the imperial study with a smile.

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What neither Qinmei nor Caiyun expected was that Yan Bing actually showed great enthusiasm for the Zheng. After recovering from Qinmei, he continued to pester Qinmei every day to learn the zheng. Yu Bing had no choice but to accompany her, helplessly watching from the sidelines, talking to Caiyun, and doing needlework.

After the sun came out, the water on the bluestone slab ground in the small courtyard of Qinmei gradually dried up. So Yan Bing yelled to move the kite out and play it. It is said that it is basking in the sun and playing the piano to feel it.

Qin Mei smiled and nodded in agreement. So the little girls hurriedly raised the piano with a bracket, found a charcoal stove, sat on a small kettle, and put the spring tea that had just been divided on the stone table in the courtyard, ready to make tea for the four girls.

Holding fragrant tea, standing under the tall magnolia tree in the courtyard, looking up at the sky. I don't know when I will be able to meet Emperor Ming Jing to confirm these things. Thinking of the rain, she couldn't help but smile and shake her head. Hao Tianzhen is really thorough, this rain must pour out the open hibiscus, and then he will not stop. I wonder if this will make his father unhappy again and lock him up......

Thinking about it, I couldn't help but be stunned.

"Sister Qinmei" Yan Bing gently shook Qinmei's arm, Qinmei shook, relieved herself, and the tea in her hand was also spilled out with trembling. Fortunately, the tea was not hot, but it just wet the sleeves. provoked Su Shou Ning Xiang to be busy for a while, and Yan Bing was inevitably scolded by Yu Bing again.

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The girls here are busy playing the piano and looking for tunes, referred to as "looking for piano tunes", and over there, Emperor Ming Jing dragged Mu En on the street...... Wandering.

"Holy ......" Mu En looked at Emperor Mingjing who was looking around, and shouted in a low voice.

"What is sacred!Can't be eaten!" Emperor Mingjing touched his nose, "The old rule is called 'master'!"

"Yes......" Mu En agreed.

At first, he said that he was going to Mu En's house to eat and drink, but after leaving the palace, Emperor Ming Jing didn't seem to have any intention of going to Mu En's house at all, but followed the flow of people all the way, where was the excitement and where to go. It seems that during this time, he was "locked" in the palace and became moldy, and he wanted to come out to breathe in the fresh air.

"Holy ...... Master ......" Mu En hurriedly changed his words: "Where are you going?"

"Hmm...... I...... I'm looking for a direction!" Emperor Ming Jing couldn't change his mouth for a while, and he paused.

So the two of them looked at each other and laughed.

"Boss Wang, look, we've been walking for so long, why don't you find a place to drink some tea?" Mu En thought about it, or stabilize this master first, and then either let him go home with him, or let him go back to the palace.

"It's okay to drink tea! I'm tired after walking for most of the day!"

"Look, there's a tea shop in front of you. Mu En pointed not far ahead, in a row of shops along the street, with a larger storefront, and said, "Why don't you, master, where are we going?"

The two of them walked towards the tea shop.

The people on the street were bustling, and as soon as the sky cleared, everyone poured out like the wind, and all kinds of small businesses filled the open space on the side of the street.

"Sell flowers, sell flowers! Lingnan's late hibiscus! Come and see!" A burst of flower selling cries attracted the attention of Emperor Ming Jing. He suddenly remembered something, and suddenly, his eyes were fixed on the pot of water-red hibiscus, and he dragged Mu En on the side, and asked, "The flower ...... that was sent in last time" Speaking of this, his eyes moved away from the pot of hibiscus and moved to Mu En's face, "Where are those flowers?"

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From tomorrow, there will be a small climax to push (laughs) I don't know what Benhu will write (nodding)

Looking at the ups and downs of the collection, this fox is careful with his liver~~~~~ (tearful)

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