Chapter 349: Sending the King Back
After half an hour, the snow on the horizon is getting heavier and heavier, and there seems to be no sign from the dots to the pieces. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Qi Yan led a group of servants to add charcoal to the hearth in the pavilion, and put on the spring plate, wine, and some wine and fruits.
The people in this tent come from all over the world, I don't know if it is the arrangement of fate, or a specific fate, on this day of family gathering, toast together.
Yang Yusu held the piano in his hand, and the wisps of elegant piano sound flowed from his fingertips.
She held the trembling strings with both hands, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.
Everyone looked at her in amazement.
Her piano never stopped.
Seeing her eyes down, he wanted to see her expression, but in the shadows, he couldn't see clearly.
After a moment of silence, she slowly raised her head, her eyes fixed on him, and raised a bright smile.
The fingers plucked the strings again, and the sound of the piano was graceful, high and low, like the hazy smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and the wisps of it fell into people's hearts.
Yu Hao nodded slightly, and said to Fan Ming beside him: "This song is Wang Qing's "Chu Yu Cao"? ā
Wang Jingzhi used "Chu Yu" to describe the current flashiness of Jinling, however, this flashiness is beautiful and fragile, reminding scholars to be sober and resist foreign enemies together. At last year's Qushui Liuzhen banquet, he improvised it.
It was written down by Caile Guan and spread all over Dajin, but she didn't expect that she secretly wrote it down.
Fan Ming nodded and said, "Le Xuanjun has a heart." ā
She knew that he was leaving, so she couldn't help but feel sad and sent him away with his ambition.
However, her smile contained thousands of words.
Liu Yixi, thinking about the past.
The snow is shining, and the king is sent back.
Involving the high post, looking at this car ride.
sigh and sigh, what a metaphor for the clouds.
I hope that the sea is clear and the world is peaceful. I hope that Gao Tang will be healthy and that his children and grandchildren will be benevolent and filial. Hopefully, such a day will come sooner and sooner.
Qiu Yongyi raised his head and drank all the Tu Su wine in the cup.
This is the most satisfying year he has ever had since he was the king of Jiujiang, because of this girl, he is realizing his revenge, the little girl, with a big heart, Rao knows that he was born in the Hu clan, but he is not alienated from him, and still trusts.
He held the jade chopstick, tapped the wine glass gently, and sang: "The king's heart is hard to repay." Only loyalty, hope that you know. The four seas are flat, and the mountains are seen. Six turns, the heart is free! ā
The crowd sang and danced, so happy.
Yang Yu looked sideways at Wang Jingzhi's eyes staring at her, these eyes, no matter how many times she looked at them, they still made her sink.
Why can't you get drunk with this wine today?
Yang Yu's placket opened slightly at some point, revealing her sexy collarbone, Wang Jingzhi looked at it for a moment, and suddenly his face turned red, and his eyes were white and dazzling.
He blushed slightly, he was really getting more and more unstable.
Before he had time to think, he took off his cloak and put it in front of her. He took the lyre from her hand and placed it on his lap, the fifth emblem facing the guard.
"Lang Jun. "Delicate moaning.
Wang Jingzhi smiled slightly, and the jade hand with even bones stroked the strings, and on the silver ring on the finger, the unknown stone exuded a shining brilliance.
"It's not that the crippled body has to be turned back, and the knife is sweating and bloodstaining Humaxi's clothes."
At this time of life and death with me, I am worried that the sun will not shine, and I will return to the wings.
One step at a time, it is difficult to move, and the soul disappears and the love remains.
Three out of ten beats are anxious and sad, and the liver and sausage are stirred and stabbed. ā
His voice was low and clear, penetrating her heart, making her can't help but want to be coquettish at him, want to grab his clothes, and tell him, I don't want to leave you, can you not go? How late is it a few days to go back?
Her small white hands were clenched into fists, and her carefully trimmed nails were deeply embedded in her palms, but she still didn't feel pain.
Picking up the flask beside her, the crystal wine sliced down her throat, spicy, making her even more confused.
Yang Yu slowly stroked his cold fingers, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly.
His gaze was firm and sad.
"Ah Yu. ā
Wang Jingzhi exhaled softly.
Yang Yu pursed his lips and smiled: "May you return as soon as possible." If you don't come, Yu will look for you. Thousands of mountains and rivers also go. Go to heaven and earth. ā
He gently wrapped his arms around her shoulders, kissed her sideburns on his lips, and in the next moment, his arms tightened more and more: "Good Yu'er, don't be afraid, wait for Lord Lang." ā
Lord Lang?
Yang Yu's face turned red instantly.
This man is really not ashamed, don't be ashamed!
Yang Yu didn't seem to hear it, and poured a big sip of wine, grinning toothily.
The singing around him is cheerful, and he doesn't seem to see any sorrow.
"Ah Yu! ā
Yang Yu felt that her back was a little stiff, her face was burned by the wine, and she shook the wine jug, which was already empty.
"I'll go and sober up, and you can do whatever you want." She leaned over slightly and stepped out of the curtain.
A cold wind blew in his face, blowing away most of the scorching heat.
The night is like fog, the moonlight is elegant, and the red plum is accompanied by snow.
"Big brother, have you come to see me?" She smiled and took off her shoes and socks, letting her plump, white little feet step on the cold snow.
"Girl. ā
Qi Yan hurriedly stepped forward.
Yang Yu smiled and waved his hand: "Qi Yan, should life be happy and happy, right?" ā
"Yes. Qi Yan looked at her barefoot worriedly, walking with graceful steps.
"Prepare fragrant soup, decanting soup." Qi Yan instructed the maidservants beside him.
"Yes. ā
The next day, the first day of the first lunar month.
Wang Jingzhi sat in the bamboo forest and grass, playing the piano, and looked up at her from time to time.
Her eyes are serious, and she holds a pen with no hand. Although he is not good at painting, the characters and scenery are not perfect, but no matter who he is, he will be able to see at a glance who this painting is.
This charm is vividly displayed on the paper.
Qi Yan took three or five maidservants to follow the two from a distance, watching the two of them painting and playing the piano in the forest, smiling and envious of others.
Lan Shao said in a low voice: "Such an immortal couple is really a natural pair. ā
These slaves were all rationed in the Zhushan Pavilion Lord's Mansion, and only Qi Yan knew how much effort the girl had put in to be worthy of him.
She sighed lightly and said, "Send the sweet soup that the girl made in the morning." ā
Lan Shao replied in a low voice, and sent the sweet soup that had been simmering on the stove on one side.
Yang Yu took the sweet soup and shared it for him, and Lan Shao quickly retreated.
"During this time, the girl got up early every day to cook in the sky, why didn't she tell me?" ā
Qi Yan said in a low voice: "Xu Yes, I don't want him to feel distressed." ā
Yang Yu stood quietly by the thick bamboo, tilting his head slightly, his back straight, and the corners of his lips hooked a smile that reached the bottom of his eyes.
Wang Jingzhi looked back and grabbed her waist, arched his foot a little, and flew onto the roof.
Eros is worrisome.
Wang Jingzhi shook his head slightly, hooked his lips and smiled.
Yang Yu suddenly looked up at Qingya above his head, slowly, slowly, opened his arms.
"What to do, I don't think I'm willing to give you up." ā
Wang Jingzhi said with a smile: "It's just that you can't be reluctant to forget, you can only wait for the day I return." ā
Yang Yu snorted and said, "I saw through you in my early years, and you are really a black-hearted person." (To be continued.) )