As Chu Xingnan's injuries gradually improved, Mengxian's task was completed, and he moved back to Meiyuan.

Although the two would still practice and play together during the day, Chu Xingnan always felt that his heart was empty.

As if annoyed by his gaffe, he tugged at his collar impatiently and walked to the window to look.

A bright moon hung quietly in the sky, spreading a gentle glow.

The young man looked at the bright moon, and a smile gradually crept up on his lips. He remembered that every month on the full moon, his fairy would not sleep.

In the beautiful name, it is necessary to bask in the moon.

Chu Xingnan straightened his robe and quietly slipped towards Mei Yuan in the moonlight.

It is true that Dream Fairy does not sleep on the day of the full moon, and the Amber Hanmei is a plant that needs to absorb the moonlight in order to grow. Therefore, in order to ensure that you thrive, you will stay outside every time the moon is full.

In the early years, she would meditate and meditate decently, but after discovering that Yuehua's absorption was not affected by cultivation, she began to let herself go.

In the past, there were two senior brothers who accompanied her to do anything, and they went to harass the senior brother in the middle of the night and took her to fly and play with light skills, or night fishing and barbecue by Ruyue Lake.

After the two senior brothers went out to practice one after another, she passed the long night by herself.

Finally, a beautiful boy came, and whenever the moon was full, the two could still look at the stars and the moon, and there were always endless interesting stories in his head. Leng Buding is separated, only he is quite boring.

Mengxian frowned and rummaged through the closet. "Strange, I remember putting it here before...... Ah, there you have it!"

The fabric woven by the silkworms raised in Ruyue Villa is extremely delicate and soft, and the little girl who loves beauty has found a lot of dyes to dye the cloth over the years. I learned from the people in the villa how to make a fine female red, and from time to time I secretly opened a small stove for myself and made a few dresses.

In addition to sewing some obscene clothes and trousers that she used to like to wear in modern times, she also made some Dunhuang and Arab dancer-style clothes.

In her opinion, it is rare to be alone on a full moon night, and the cold plums of Meiyuan are blooming brilliantly, and it is a pity not to indulge in it.

Chu Xingnan was walking on the quiet path, and before he reached the cold plum forest of Meiyuan, he was dazzled by the smiling and fresh and handsome people in the forest.

Like the best nightingale, the singing of silver bells is particularly gripping:

"Hating the king is not like Jiang Louyue, north and south, east and west, north and south, east and west, only with each other and no separation. Hating the king is like Jiang Louyue, temporarily full and still losing, temporarily full and losing, when will you be reunited?"

The singing voice was like a cry, revealing a full of sorrow between the lines, which made people's hearts move, and made Chu Xingnan's heart slightly sour.

Mengxian was wearing layers of gauze skirts, her long legs were looming, her little white and red feet were gently hooked, and the bells on her ankles were ringing, and her lotus-like white jade arms were armed with red coral, and a pair of tender hands held flowers and raised the shawl lightly.

That is the Dunhuang Flying Dance of the previous life!

The watery moonlight gilded the dream's delicate figure with a layer of divine brilliance, and she sang the somewhat fragrant and sad tune, dancing gently, like a dream, like a flying posture.

She...... Who are you missing?

Chu Xingnan was a little gloomy and unwilling in his heart, his unrequited love had not yet begun, and it seemed that he was about to be strangled to death in his chest.

Before she had time to mourn her relationship, she saw her dress fluttering, waving her arms high, and her toes as if she were about to fly away from here. Chu Xingnan's heart rose in the feeling that she was about to become an immortal and never come back, and she couldn't hide it anymore.

"Xian'er, don't go!"

He rushed out of his hiding place, exerted his strength, and hugged Mengxian with a full embrace.

"Wow! what are you doing!" the dream fairy screamed in fright, and her light and ingenious immortal posture was destroyed in an instant.

"Xian'er, don't go...... Don't leave me......" With the warm nephrite in his arms, Chu Xingnan muttered as if he had lost his soul.

"Little Star, you just spied on me for a long time, what kind of wind are you smoking now?" Mengxian asked him in a sinister tone as she struggled to leave his embrace.

"I ...... I thought you were leaving. Chu Xingnan replied.

Mengxian sneered, "This is my home, where can I go." ”

Chu Xingnan touched his nose embarrassedly, "Sister Xian'er danced so well, it was simply a heavenly posture." I thought it was ...... I thought you were going to fly away, that's why I ......"

"Oh, that's it. When Mengxian heard that she was praised, she immediately smiled with crooked eyebrows, "This is a dance in my hometown, called Feitian." ”

"What a flying sky. Chu Xingnan's eyes rolled, "The Flying Dance is accompanied by such longing words, but you want to fly to that sweetheart?"

"I don't have a sweetheart. Mengxian sat lazily on the side, supporting her chin with her hands, a little absent-minded.

"Then why do you sing such a tune? I thought that Sister Xian'er missed her lover and wanted to break her heart. Chu Xingnan teased, a faint light flashing in his eyes.

This piece was originally composed by the ancestors, in order to miss his wife who had been separated for a long time. I'm just picking people's teeth. Mengxian pursed her lips.