"Your Royal Highness, are you going out?" Yan Zhuo walked over with a smile, "Do you need to prepare a carriage?" ”

Luo Rao raised the drawings in Yang's hand, "I want to send this to the Thousand Embroidery Workshop." ”

On the paper, she painted the costume design for two days, which not only has the temptation of belly dancing, but also retains the restraint of this era.

"The little one is just going out to purchase, so I'll send it to Wu Gongzi for you by the way?"

After all, she is married, so it is not good to meet a strange man rashly, Luo Rao nodded and handed him the drawings, "It's okay, you sue him, if there is anything you can't see clearly, send someone to ask." ”

"The little one is written down."

Yan Zhuo put away the drawings, bent down at her and went out.

Luo Rao took a deep breath and immediately walked towards the Cloud Lotus Garden.

She can hum the soundtrack of the belly dance, but she can't write it, and she can't read the ancient scores.

Wen Yu's musical attainments are extremely high, and she wants to ask him to compose music.

"Her Royal Highness the Princess, how can you come here?"

Chuanxiong saw her lingering at the gate of the courtyard and didn't come in, and said sarcastically: "What's wrong with me and need my son-in-law to see?" ”

A large part of the reason why he dared to speak like this was Luo Rao's more and more gentle temperament.

Before you do it, you must be choked back by her.

Can 'forgetting worries' really make people change so completely?

I can't even remember the detoxification.

Luo Rao thought that she was also a princess, and it was really embarrassing to be sneaky outside the gate of someone's courtyard.

straightened his waist and walked in, "Is Wen Yu there?" I have something to ask for. ”

"The princess's daughter, what do you want, and you still ask my son-in-law?"

"Chuanxiong!"

Wen Yu came out when he heard Chuanxiong's voice, and just heard his presumptuous words, his face turned a little cold, "If you don't know the etiquette like this, give me back to Qilian Valley." ”

Chuanxiong closed his mouth and retreated silently.

The name of Qilian Valley is good, the valley is full of thick fog, poison everywhere, ethereal silence, where is a place where a person can stay for a long time!

I really don't know how Childe used to live.

"It's cold, come in."

Wen Yu saw her tugging on her sleeves, looking like she wanted to speak and stopped, and poured her a cup of hot tea, "What's wrong?" What's going on? ”

Luo Rao took a sip of tea, feeling a hot air flowing around her limbs, and her whole person was comfortable and relaxed, "The fifteenth day of next month is my father's birthday, and I want to dance to my father." I've heard a good piece before, but unfortunately I can't remember the name. I hum a tune, can Wen Yu help me compose a tune? ”

A few days ago, I said not to be too nice to her, and now I came to ask him for help.

Luo Rao held the porcelain cup in his hand, and if he was angry, he would run immediately!

Wen Yu didn't speak, just got up and walked to the ear room on the right, and after a while, he came out with the Qixuanqin in his arms, "Do you want to start now?" ”

Luo Rao was stunned for a moment, nodded immediately, and followed him to the bamboo forest in the backyard with a smile.

The afternoon sun cast mottled bamboo shadows on the clothes through the bamboo leaves, and the two sat on the veranda in front of the eaves of the hut, Luo Rao cleared her throat and began to hum "Arabian Nights".

Wen Yu listened to it twice, and the third time she began to keep up with her rhythm, until the fifth time she had completely memorized it.

Luo Rao looked at him bowing his head and writing the score, and felt in her heart that a serious man was the most attractive, especially good-looking.

"This is the score of the guqin, you give it to the band in the palace, and they will coordinate their respective parts."

Wen Yu pushed the rice paper in front of her, the ink was not dry, and the handwriting was delicate and powerful.

Luo Rao leaned down and dried it carefully, carefully folded it and put it in her sleeve, "Thank you Wen Yu, if you have time to come to Bixi Garden, I will make pastries for you." ”

After studying for so many days, she is very confident in her craft, and she is grateful to him for his help.

He originally wanted to keep her for dinner, but now he listened to her invitation, hooked his lips and smiled lightly: "Okay." ”

Luo Luo hadn't seen him smile so comfortably since he met Wen Yu, and his ink pupils were cold, and he looked warm and close.

thought in his heart that if he couldn't let Luo Rao come back, then he would be nicer to him.

At least make him smile more.