"Youlan, I will definitely satisfy all the VIPs." Pang Ruolan thought to herself that this Zhuo Sheng was met when she first participated in the dance competition, because she loved Xuantian and made it difficult for her, she should not know herself who had recovered her appearance now, but she was still so tricky.

Holding the guzheng in her arms, she flew and spun down to Qingling's side, and Pang Ruolan's eyes flashed with forbearance and heartache.

Sitting on the ground, placing the guzheng in front of him, the peach-colored Luo skirt is inlaid with silver wire hooks, the water pink yarn is shallow around the waist, and Pang Ruolan, who is wearing a dark red painted hibiscus trailing the ground and pulling the waist and wide sleeves long skirt, has moist cherry lips, a pair of spirit beads, a halo like pearl and jade, and her eyes are as clear as the stream under the ice, not stained with a trace of dirt in the world.

The eyelashes are long and thick, slightly upturned like a fan, the cuffs are embroidered with delicate peach blossoms, and she is wearing a crimson color painted hibiscus tail and waist wide-sleeved long skirt with a deep red color.

Under the starry sky, she perfectly blended the beauty and charm of innocence and charm, and everyone couldn't help but breathe, and their eyes were deeply attracted by her.

"The rain drops on the street make a melody

With sobbing breathing

Wet your clothes and freeze you

Why did you forget to hug me into my arms

Night darkened

There are traces of walking everywhere

I'll walk or stop with you

Stopped in a fairy tale

This happiness is in your arms

Why are you still looking stupidly

I will give you encouragement

You need courage and I'm standing here

I stand in the raindrops and hurt you

Just know that you won't take care of yourself

I will accompany you until dawn, and I will accompany you until the rain stops

Night darkened

There are traces of walking everywhere

I'll walk or stop with you

Stopped in a fairy tale

This happiness is in your arms

Why are you still looking stupidly

I will give you encouragement

You need courage and I'm standing here

I stand in the raindrops and hurt you

Just know that you won't take care of yourself

Accompany you until dawn, accompany you until the rain stops"

Pang Ruolan played the strings lightly with her hand, and softly recited the "Raindrops" sung by the vocal brothers, a group of singers she liked very much in her previous life.

"......" was originally a light Ling with a numb expression and a cold expression, but at this moment, his lowered eyes were overflowing with tears, and he gritted his teeth. I have mixed feelings in my heart.

While playing and singing, Pang Ruolan slashed her fingertips with the strings, and shot the snakes around Qingling in the blood droplets.

After the continuous "whooshing" sound in the song, dozens of snakes were left with only their heads or tails, snake flesh flew up, and snake corpses were scattered.

"You" Prime Minister looked displeased. observed the expression of the woman in the yellow shirt. Didn't speak.

"This Youlan, this Youlan, killed the snake in the Snake Garden, she is a heart, she is a heart, she is a heart, and she is a heart, destroying your interest" Zhuo Sheng pointed at Pang Ruolan and gritted her teeth.

"Oh, really. Interesting. The woman in the yellow shirt chuckled, her eyes fluttering and charming.

"Your name is Youlan, isn't it?" Seeing that the woman in the yellow shirt had no intention of blaming, Zhuo Sheng opened her mouth and swallowed what she wanted to say.

"Yes. I hope this song is the icing on the cake and makes you laugh. Pang Ruolan bowed slightly. Looking at the woman in the yellow shirt, he thought that her clothes were embroidered with a fènghuáng pattern that only the emperor could enjoy, and a peony hairpin was pinned to her head, and the peony. He is the king of flowers. In this Pang Ruo Dynasty, except for the current empress, I am afraid that even the princess will not be able to have this honor.

"Come and sit next to me." The woman in the yellow shirt had charming eyes and said softly to Pang Ruolan. It's as if they've known each other for a long time.

"If Youlan likes you, please let these men go back to heal." Pang Ruolan's afterglow swept over Qingling's clothes. Blood was dripping from her wrists, and red droplets of blood ran down her sleeves to the ground, and one or two drops smashed into her heart and hurt her eyes.

But she couldn't reach out to wipe it for him, even if she just asked him if it hurt a lot. Pang Ruolan wanted to cry, but she had to restrain her heartache, she had already disobeyed the will of the prime minister today, and the prime minister represented the court and the empress. The current approach is very risky, Pang Ruolan doesn't know if it will affect the mother and mother of this body, and she doesn't know how to bear the upcoming wind and rain next.

Qingling's ears seemed to be still haunting Pang Ruolan's chanting just now, and he realized that at this moment, he was finally crying. Whether it was moved, whether it was joy, or sadness, what kind of taste, he didn't have time to taste it, but the love in his heart made him think of a word, moths to the fire.

"I want you, play for me alone." When the words of the woman in the yellow shirt fell, everyone including the prime minister, including Qingling and other men in the Bao'er Pavilion, all retreated softly.

Gently sucking up her shirt, Pang Ruolan flew to the stone chair, gently placed the guzheng in front of the woman in the yellow shirt who was reclining on her body, like a pearl and beautiful jade, she smiled delicately, and wore a crimson color painted hibiscus tail and wide-sleeved long skirt with a waist and a long skirt, swaying lightly with the wind, enchanting and blooming.

Seeing the sake in the hands of the woman in the yellow shirt, and looking at the bright moon under the starry sky, Qianqianyu's fingers plucked the strings lightly, and the lips of a chant fell lightly.

"When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky. I don't know the heavenly palace, what year is it tonight? I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, and the high place is unbearable. Dancing to figure out the shadow, how does it seem to be in the world?

Turn Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, what is the long time to say goodbye? People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. ”

Here is a quote from the Song Dynasty poet Su Shi's "When is the Bright Moon in the Water Tune Song Head"

"This poem, with the current artistic conception, is really appropriate." The woman in the yellow shirt chuckled, and drank a few glasses of sake one after another in her eyes, her eyes were slightly red, and she seemed to be a little drunk.

Seeing the woman in the yellow shirt stretching out her Qianqianyu hand, Pang Ruolan hesitated slightly, then took her fingers and sat beside her.

"You just saved these men for the sake of Qingling, right?" Seeing that Pang Ruolan didn't speak, the woman in the yellow shirt smiled and said, "Actually, I don't want to embarrass anyone, it's just that the people below are just making fun of me and making me happy." ”

Sighing softly, the woman in the yellow shirt looked directly into Pang Ruolan's eyes, "How fortunate are men in the world, especially these men in the brothel of the Qinglou, they have no true feelings. ”

"......" saw the slightly drunk charm of the woman in the yellow shirt, Pang Ruolan couldn't help but sigh, this empty era of female dignity is really as beautiful as a cloud, if this woman can travel to the 21st century, she must be a top idol superstar.

"Don't be too nice to men, otherwise you will only get their betrayal, sometimes, you give a lot, your sincerity, but you can only get their hurt and sharp knives." Tears appeared in the eyes of the woman in the yellow shirt, but she only looked up at the starry sky blankly, "High place, it's cold." ”

"There are also true men in this world, I think, when they love you, they really love, and when they don't, they do become indifferent. The world is unpredictable, not to mention the human heart, especially love...... Don't be sad, just go with the flow, let it be. Pang Ruolan gently wiped away the tears that the woman in the yellow shirt couldn't hold back, thinking that she must have suffered some kind of emotional injury to like to see men being tortured and take pleasure in it.

"Do you have someone you like?" The woman in the yellow shirt said that Pang Ruolan, who asked, was slightly stunned, and many pictures flashed in her mind, but she did not freeze to any moment.

"Am I beautiful?" The woman in the yellow shirt stepped forward and leaned on Pang Ruolan, her ruddy face didn't know if she was too strong to drink, or she was sad in her heart, and there were tears in her eyes.

"It's beautiful." After all, Pang Ruolan is a girl who has crossed over from the 21st century, and she did not feel uncomfortable with the intimate movements of the woman in the yellow shirt, but hugged her body and gently stroked her black hair.

"Then why do you think he betrayed me? Why won't he love me? The woman in the yellow shirt whispered in Pang Ruolan's ear, "He's really like a gust of wind, gone, gone......"

The woman in the yellow shirt drank glass after glass, leaning lightly on Pang Ruolan's body but never left, "You also have a drink, right?" Stay with me, together. ”

"Okay." Pang Ruolan took the wine glass that the woman in the yellow shirt had just drunk and drank it all, but she didn't dare to leave. To be continued