"You did it on purpose, right? Just scratched into the range, that's not explicitly aimed at me! Nalan Lian's peach blossom eyes narrowed, obviously very dissatisfied with Rong Yi's black-bellied behavior, and turned to Ming Yulong and said:

"Yulong, the two of us played the piano and flute ensemble very well just now, and this piece is not over yet. Since we can't talk about it here, then I'll take you to my courtyard, where the mountains and rivers are good, and it will definitely not disturb the people! ”

After that, he pulled Ming Yulong to rush ashore.

"Blue Bird." A soft sound, gently rippling in the wind, and there were a few gray shadows on the surrounding lotus leaves, standing quietly, waiting for instructions.

"Those who break into the Yunlan Pavilion will be expelled!"

Rong Yi's words only floated out of his mouth, and the five gray clothes immediately attacked Nalan Lian.

The most powerful thing about the blue bird is light work.

Now that it was attacking on the surface of the lake again, five people were trapped, and Nalan Lian had to take Ming Yulong's hand to deal with this merciless attack.

Rong Yi glanced at Ming Yulong, his foot gently kicked on the string of the boat, and the whole boat galloped away in the direction of Yunlan Pavilion.

Ming Yulong didn't expect the boat to start suddenly, her body shook, and she fell into the arms full of fragrance, she looked up, and saw Rong Yi's delicate chin, stretched into an arc.

It's over, it looks like it's vinegar again.

Ouch, where did she pick up the vinegar jar!

The boat was driven by Rong Yi's internal force, and soon reached the shore, Rong Yi took her by his arms, and ordered someone to carry the dulcimer up and put it in his house.

Ming Yulong blinked and said like a treasure: "Rong Yi, the song I played just now is good, right?" ”

Rong Yi glanced at her, walked to another room, took a guzheng out, and said to her:

"You haven't finished playing yet, have you?"

Ming Yulong couldn't understand what he was going to say, so he saw that Rong Yi had already sat down, his black hair was draped behind him, his arms were lightly raised, his eyes were slightly drooping, his jade face was dyed with a layer of quiet color, his slender fingers moved on the zither, and the sound of the piano flowed leisurely.

It is the song of "Sauvignon Blanc".

Ming Yulong's bright eyes suddenly lit up, and he understood Rong Yi's intentions.

He wanted to play this "Sauvignon Blanc" with her.

Ming Yulong sat down, and then continued to play according to his tone.

The sound of the butterfly piano is like a mountain spring, the sound of the guzheng is thick, the sound of the qin is cheerful and calm, the two completely different styles are harmonious and gradually better in the slow to rapid music, and a few transpositions and flowers are the tunes that float in the Yunlan Pavilion to indulge the listeners.

And the woman's gentle singing voice also lit up-

The sun is full of flowers, and the moon is not sorrowful. Zhao Se stopped the phoenix pillar at the beginning, and the dulcimer wanted to play the mandarin duck strings. This song is intended to be passed on, and I am willing to send it with the spring breeze. Remembering the monarch is all the way away from the blue sky. In the past, the transverse wave eyes (10), now the spring of tears. I don't believe that the concubine's intestines are broken, and I came back to see before the mirror.

With the singing, as if she could see the moonlight, the woman looked at the sky and missed her distant lover. Gu Panhan's affectionate eyes were full of tears, just to see him.

Rong Yi raised her head and looked at the girl standing in front of the dulcimer, she was looking at herself, pouring out her feelings, the lovesickness in the song, from her eyes, in the song, you can feel it.

The song was closed, Ming Yulong was still immersed in the piano music, and as soon as she turned in front of her, she was already hugged by Rong Yi.

"Long'er, a song "Sauvignon Blanc", may you be Sauvignon Blanc. So do you, so do I. ”