Isn't this the joy and sorrow of life? Raise a glass of turbid wine, get together with three or two friends, make fun together when you are drunk, and disperse when you wake up. How she wanted to be drunk here, not to care about anything, and when she woke up, she could see that her former teammates were all by her side.

Everyone, all of them are still there, including, he ...... Hongzhe, the man who makes her heart ache forever, the person she loves the most. I really want to ride the breeze and go to find those who are the most genuine.

However, she didn't have the courage and didn't want him to see her now, so frustrated her!

As soon as her voice turned, the dance of the wind and song moved, and the song also followed her movements, yin and yang frustrated, and when the last song fell, her sad voice came out of her throat, chanting the last two sentences.

I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles.

The aftermath is sparse, enduring, and reverberates throughout the Imperial Garden.

The slender figure paused, and it had already stopped. It was as if he was absorbed in the song, and he didn't move a minute.

The low and tactful voice, sometimes high and sometimes low, with a deep sorrow, the tone was something they had never seen before, and even the dance shook their souls. It was as if there was an invisible hand that grabbed their necks so hard that they couldn't breathe.

"Brush ......" The voices of the two stopped at the same time, and the red cloth wrapped around the stage flew in the wind and was retracted by the guards on both sides. The two people standing on the stage looked indifferently ahead.

It's just that Zhao Ying'er is smiling, looking like she has just finished singing, and the wind is singing, but she is standing indifferently, and she can't tell whether she is happy or sad.

Girl, what the hell are you hiding? The cold light in the depths of his eyes flashed, and Mu Cangyun, who was sitting, stared at the person opposite, he was not one of these idiots, and he couldn't tell who sang that amazing song. Zhao Ying'er's singing voice is naturally soft and delicate, and the voice just now is slightly hoarse, like a fine wine that has been precipitated for a long time, coming out of her voice, with a different taste, isn't it just what his girl came from? Moreover, this girl also hides her true voice, and the shadow reflected on the red cloth just now is also because of the light, and it is not clear who it is.

"I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be a thousand miles together...... "A certain string in his heart trembled violently, Murong Hao raised his head suddenly, glanced at Mu Cangyun, a panic flashed in his black eyes, he grabbed the chair with one hand, and said coldly: "The meeting is over, I want to rest!"

"Hmm, Your Majesty?" Zhao Ying'er looked even more puzzled, quickly took off the cotton ball in her ear, and looked at the person in front of her in surprise, what did she hear, and the meeting was dismissed?

And the victory is not scored, her gold medal for avoiding death......

"Wind Light Song ......" stared coldly at the person opposite, Murong Hao frowned, and suddenly found that things didn't seem to come according to his arrangement, as if something was suddenly out of his control, and this Wind Light Song was the source.

If this woman is not removed, it must be a big trouble in his heart!

Feng Qingge didn't know that because of this episode, it caused her all kinds of trouble.

"I believe in my word, this death-free gold medal is yours. Coldly putting down the death-free gold medal in his hand, Murong Hao calmed his face and turned around to leave.

At this moment, Zhao Ying'er was completely dumbfounded, she didn't reflect it, what did she hear, the emperor actually gave the death-free gold medal to Feng Qingge, instead of giving it to her! How is this possible, what did Feng Qingge do just now, why did the emperor have such a big change?

"The wind sings lightly, it's kind of interesting. The corners of his mouth rose up, and Murong Chu smiled coldly, this woman was too unexpected to him, he thought that such a waste would not even be able to sing and dance, but in the end, she was shining at this moment!

The death-free gold medal is nothing more than giving yourself one more way. Holding the gold medal in his hand, Feng Qingge subconsciously took a bite, feeling the hard erection, and then grinned: "It's really pure gold, can you pawn it, and how much silver can you get in exchange?"

“…… Sister Tangyuan, believe it or not, I will kill you?" Zheng Zixu almost cried out, is this still a human being, such a precious thing as a death-free gold medal, there are only ten pieces in the entire continent, she has a death-free gold medal It can be said that she can run rampant on the mainland, and it can be sold for a lot of money, this thing is already worth a lot of money, and you can't buy it for money!

"How is it possible, how can I lose, I ......" Zhao Ying'er's face turned even pale, and she didn't know where she lost until now.

Feng Qingge raised her eyebrows and smiled: "I am willing to lose the bet, you lose, Your Royal Highness the Princess." However, the emperor's dragon body is sick, and we can't stay long, so as not to say that our status is low, and we can't get on the stage. Little ruffian, I took over your Yunhe return, are you hungry, take Mu Cangyun to Cuiwei Pavilion together, let's eat. ”

"Slow down, light song. Feng Lingyun's brows furrowed, at this moment he found that he didn't seem to know the person in front of him, and he didn't know anything in the past few days of retreat. And now when he saw the wind singing in front of him, there was actually the shadow of the boss between his eyebrows.

Among these children, he loves the eldest the most, but the kid is uncertain and likes to travel. is also like following the trend and singing lightly, a little playful, but it has its own set of methods. His old face sank slightly, and he said in a low voice: "You and His Royal Highness King Cen have made a marriage contract, and if you don't go home to customize the wedding dress, when will you go crazy outside?"

"Everything is decided by the head of the family, and Qingge doesn't dare to decide. Smiling indifferently, Feng Qingge didn't give Feng Lingyun a chance to continue talking, stretched out his hand to support Mu Cangyun's wheelchair, and said in a low voice: "Help me level out the old man in the back, and I'll be your cook for free." ”

"Huh?" The light in his dark eyes flashed, Mu Cangyun leaned on the wheelchair and laughed softly: "Grandpa, in order to enhance my relationship with Qingge, I lived with Qingge during this time, grandpa doesn't need to worry about the wedding dress, I have already prepared." On the day of marriage, I will make Qingge the happiest bride. ”

This one is a grandfather, even if Feng Lingyun has a big fire, he doesn't dare to be angry in front of King Cen, he can't help but be stunned, King Cen, who has always been cold and doesn't like to meddle in things, how can he protect the wind and sing lightly today?

Could it be that there was really a spark?

The wind is soft!

Zhao Ying'er could only stare at Feng Qingge's fat back, and her face became even more ugly. No, that gold medal for avoiding death, she must get it! No matter how powerful King Cen is, he is just a tiger with his teeth pulled out now, what is so powerful?

"You forced me, Wind Song! In that case, I'm going to make you ......"

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