Feng Yixiao pushed away Xia Xiaonian in her arms without leaving a trace, sat on the stone bench in Chaohua Pavilion, coughed lightly a few times and recalled Xia Xiaonian who was in a daze, "This is the place I found soon after entering the palace." ”

"So, hasn't that Xiaoxi been here with you?" She wondered if she was the first to share such a place with him that matched his temperament?

Feng Yixiao obviously didn't expect her to ask this question, and was stunned for a moment before replying, "No, you're the first person I brought here." ”

"Yay! ~" Xia Xiaonian cheered, she was really the first person to come here with him, she was so happy.

Although I don't know why Xia Xiaonian suddenly became happy, but her love seems to be able to infect other people, so the corners of his mouth are also curved, and he, sure. He must have fallen in love with the girl in front of him who was seven years younger than him, even if he didn't dare to confess, he had recognized his heart and really felt very happy.

Feng Yixiao was in a daze, and she didn't even notice Xia Xiaonian in front of her, "Why don't you laugh often?" You look good when you laugh. ”

The sudden voice pulled him back to reality, this was the second time she praised herself for smiling beautifully, the first time was when they first met, her liveliness and cuteness were deeply engraved in his mind.

"Really? Then I will laugh more in the future, will you like it? Feng Yixiao asked. Feng Yixiao's mind Xia Xiaonian didn't know anything, but just said what she thought in her heart, "Yes, I like to see you laugh, you're so handsome!" ”

Feng Yixiao was happy but frowned slightly, "Handsome? "What does it mean to be handsome? How he hadn't heard of it.

"Handsome, that means you look good~ hehe." Xia Xiaonian explained, it seems that the word "handsome~" will arise in ancient times, and the handsome guy shouts with love~~

"That's right." Feng Yixiao said calmly, "Let's start learning the flute." ”

"Wow!" As soon as she heard that Xia Xiaonian was learning the flute, she became excited.

It seems that she really likes Xiao, otherwise this would not be such an excited expression, which is a good sign, "Do you have a favorite song?" ”

""Nine Songs Festival Xuanyuan, I like this." Xia Xiaonian blinked her star eyes and stared straight at Feng Yixiao, she has always liked this song, and what she wants to learn the most is it.

""Nine Songs Festival Xuanyuan"? I haven't heard of it, so you can hum it and see if I can blow it out. ”

Xia Xiaonian rolled her eyes, humming something, she is a powerful singer! "Ahem." After clearing her throat, Xia Xiaonian took a few deep breaths, and a song was sung so smoothly.

Looking at the beacon smoke, casting a long sword, nine songs and a song to sacrifice Xuanyuan, breaking the city late, wolf smoke chaos, the fire on the other side of the sky, the lonely sail is far away, flying geese point, the old dream has just woken up for a thousand, the water is still cold, the society is changing, the sky is Chu Yunjuan, the young ambition is not solved to fight the sword rivers and lakes, right and wrong have not seen through the Chinese young silk dyed snow, the iron horse Jin Ge Bing Feng Huo has never been the enmity of the country, abandon the sword and forget the hatred of the black hand in hand to step on the Shenzhou, the depths of the cloud mountain, the memory of the previous life, the loneliness has to wait for a hundred years of repair, but it is unbearable to look back, through the sky, looking down at the ten thousand towers, the past dust and smoke flow from the fingers, Acacia strings, shallow dust, red dust a dream between the fingers, reincarnation, fate, looking back at the old edge, the Tianshan cold, the ancient road is difficult, the end of the world does not return, the vanity is lost, the soul is empty, the fate is a dream, too a round, become floating, thousands of times like water without leaving a trace, the night is deep, away from the sound of the piano, alone to remember the hatred, the wheel turns, the wind and sand are scattered, the war drums and flags are dark, Surabaya, the snow is chaotic, the history is left with blood, the river is cross-bogged and the east is a dream for a hundred years, the sword Lingyun seals the old dust and tears between the mountains and the sea, the wind and clouds are ever-changing, and the prosperous world is now casting a sword and asking the sky......

Feng Yixiao was fascinated when she listened to it, Xia Xiaonian's voice was very good, and this song was also very good, when Xia Xiaonian sang in the middle, Feng Yixiao took out the jade flute and began to follow the tune, after a song, Xia Xiaonian ran to Feng Yixiao, "How is it, is it good?" ”