Huizong was stunned.

In his eyes, Master Li's smile was brilliant to the point of seducing the soul, dressed in white like an ethereal fairy, simple decoration, and cold appearance, which brought out her incomparable natural beauty.

Master Li didn't care about Huizong's pig brother's appearance, she set up the guqin, and said in a hoarse voice: "The slave family has occasionally felt cold recently, and his throat is sick, so I can't sing for your sons, I'm really sorry!" Today, I present a song "Xunyang Pipa" to shock all of you! ”

Huizong's heart now is like countless frogs jumping into the pond, plopping and plopping and jumping non-stop. Master Li's slightly hoarse voice attracted his heart like a magnetic field, and the charm was hidden in the softness, the enchantment contained the innocence, and the ethereal and misty affection was entangled in Huizong's heart.

A melodious sound of the piano came into his ears, and Huizong reveled in this graceful melody, his heart beat with the notes, and it seemed that the surging heart was excited with the beautiful music, and then the two became one.

At this time, a romantic scene appeared in front of Huizong's eyes: under the hazy moonlight, Master Li played the guqin, he blew a long whistle, and the music of the piano and flute was one, attracting countless immortals to dance, and countless sacred birds hovered above their heads......

Huizong, who was in adultery, couldn't help but whisper in his heart: Lao Jun bless! After waiting for so long, the fairy in my heart finally appeared! It's you, I'm going to laugh with you for the rest of my life, and I'm free!

After playing the song, everyone applauded. At this time, Master Li got up and said: "The slave family is unwell, and I can't accompany you sons to have fun, and when you recover in the coming day, you will do everything you can to serve you." The slave family will retreat for the time being, I hope the sons will forgive me! After saying that, he turned and left.

Gao Yanei just wanted to speak, Huizong waved his hand to stop it, and then looked at Master Li's back blankly, like a white sail rippling in the gurgling water, slowly moving.

A river with a bright moon and a river with autumn.

Huizong's mind lingered with the figure of Master Li, an obsessive intoxication, a trace of caring warmth, like a ray of warm sunshine shining into his mind. If it weren't for Gui as the Son of Heaven, he would have been forced by public opinion, and he really wanted to go to Jinghong Dale Fang immediately, and never come out again.

On the yarn toward!

Huizong, who was haunted by his dreams, finally seized the opportunity on the third day and sneaked out of the palace to see Master Li, but it backfired, and he did not see Master Li this time, because she was still not healed.

Without the company of Master Li, Huizong had no intention of playing, and there was no embarrassment for Pang Xueyun, so he put down the gifts he brought and hurried back to the palace, but he was a little more worried.

A few days later, Emperor Daojun went to Dale Fang and still ate closed-door soup, and the messenger also said that Master Li was not cured.

Huizong was shocked, what kind of disease is this, why is it not good, and his concern suddenly increased by two points. If it weren't for his identity, he would have wanted to summon the imperial doctor to treat him immediately.

Fortunately, at this time, the second child of Da Lefang brought a piece of silk, and saw the book: "The son does not hesitate to give a reward, although the master does not know the name and surname of the son, but the son's kindness moves the slave family." Now, if you serve your son with a sick body, the teacher will not be able to show all his talents, and it will ruin the child's fun, which is disrespectful! If the son is interested, the master will eat the pot pulp in three days to welcome the son! Master Li on the same day. ”

After Huizong read it, he seemed to have taken a reassuring pill. Looking at the fresh and beautiful handwriting again, I couldn't help but smile, and grabbed it and put it in my arms.

Three days later, Huizong arrived at Dale Fang as promised.

Today, Huizong deliberately dressed up with a graceful demeanor, like a suave rich son, holding a folding fan with Cai Jing's own inscription poem, talking extraordinary, behaving generously, and inadvertently overflowing with scholarly talent.

Today's Jinghong Dale Fang guy is very diligent, seeing Huizong and others coming, they are busy welcoming them warmly, and the table is full in a short time. Sometimes fresh fruit platter, popular canned meat, and many exquisite cold dishes, accompanied by rippling green waves of Biluochun and fragrant five-grain pulp, the end is amazing!

The teacher was dressed up brightly today, she was wearing a short-sleeved cheongsam, and a piece of white and tender jade root was exposed. The elegant color of the dress brings out her fair and slender neck and snow-like skin, and a few strands of hair hang down on her chest without knowing whether they are intentional or unintentional, outlining the already prominent curves more perfectly. She wore high heels, swayed her waist, like a willow in the breeze, and came to Huizong slowly and softly. Dream Chinese

Zhao Ji was almost drooling.

He looked at Master Li, who was simple and elegant, and who was shy in his charm, in a daze, and his eyes wandered on Shishi with the ticking sound of high heels. Master Li walked up to Huizong and blessed slightly, the clear eyes that looked at Huizong, and the eyelashes flashed, in Zhao Ji's view, it was a greeting, a concern, and an inquiry.

In an instant, Zhao Ji felt the blood surging, an excitement filled his body, and the feeling of spraying was about to come out.

Master Li picked up the wine glass and said to Huizong, who was already in his heart: "The slave family has disappointed the son several times, and he has already been reluctant to go. With that, she drank it all.

Huizong's eyes followed the teacher's drinking movements, and stayed on her slender neck for a moment, then he swallowed his saliva and got up and arched his hand: "How dare Xiaosheng let the senior girl apologize, as long as the senior girl appears, it will be Xiaosheng's blessing!" ”

He also picked up a glass of wine and said, "Xiaosheng also accompanies the teacher to have a drink!" ”

Master Li waited for Huizong to finish drinking, then picked up a glass of wine and said: "This cup of wine is considered to be the master's self-punishment, although he has never known the son, but the son generously donated money, and the slave family actually didn't know who did it, so the wine was punished to show abruptness!" "Drink it yourself.

Huizong hurriedly picked up the wine glass and said: "Xiaosheng's surname is Zhao, his double name is Zonghui, and he is a cheap name. He raised his glass and drank it.

The master was slightly surprised: "It turns out that the son is the surname of the country, I don't know which prince's office, the slave family is very eye-catching!" ”

Huizong said with a smile: "Look up to the sky and laugh and go out, how can my generation be a Penghao person." I am an idle person, how can I have anything to do with the prince, the teacher and the girl are too high-minded! ”

Master Li breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a shallow smile: "Now I am relieved, I thought that Zhao Gongzi was a relative of the emperor, and if he didn't make a good fuss, he would blame the slave family for the crime of neglect, but who knew that the master was too worried, and there was a false alarm!" ”

After speaking, Wu Zi slapped his heart that was still panicked with his slender jade fingers, and saw that Huizong panicked.

After drinking a few more cups, Master Li's face was ruddy, and a smile added red glow, and the sultry spring color opened up on her face, and all kinds of customs were born.

At this time, the hazy and drunk master looked at Huizong, and his eyes were as fresh and pure as moonlight, and his eyes were full of inexplicable tenderness.

Rao is Zhao Ji is a master of Fengyue, and he can't resist Master Li's teasing, he suddenly felt lost, feeling that Master Li was a fairy contaminated with dust, and looked at Master Li in a daze. Suddenly, he reached out to hold Master Li's soft treachery, but Master Li turned around and deftly dodged it.

Master Li took advantage of the situation and turned several times in a row, her hands were spread, quite like a dance, and her demeanor was extremely elegant. Then she combed the hair that fell on her chest with her fingers, looked at Huizong with a slight resentment, pointed at Huizong with her jade finger and smiled lightly: "Zhao Gongzi is dead!" Please invite the son to drink by himself, and the slave family will play a song "Flat Sand and Falling Geese" for the public to drink! After speaking, he left the spontaneous and crazy Huizong to tune the piano.

Huizong, who was intoxicated, had not yet woken up from the dream, and was overwhelmed by a graceful qintao. Master Li interprets this song "Flat Sand and Falling Geese" into a divine comedy, people who don't know music can feel the beauty of the song, and people who know music resonate, fluttering like a nine-day journey. The sound of the piano is like a pearl falling on a jade plate, such as whispering, like a stormy wave, like an ethereal nothingness, the real aftersound surrounds the beam, and the real sound of nature.

Huizong, who was immersed in desire and art, was completely ignorant of things outside his body, and the sound of the piano had been heard for a long time before he woke up like a dream, and he was busy applauding and praising it.

When Master Li saw Huizong's drunken appearance, he looked at Huizong with her soul-hooking eyes, and said softly: "Zhao Gongzi praised it falsely, the slave family is shallow in learning, and the skill of painting tigers into dogs, how dare you be such a high evaluation of Gongzi!" Childe can have favorite lyrics and songs, or son's own lyrics and songs, the slave family presents a song for the son, with the light of the screen, the heart of the fist! ”

Zhao Ji immediately burst into flames when he heard it, and he said happily: "Xiaosheng accidentally heard a poem, and the word card "Nian Nujiao" I don't know if the teacher and the girl can sing? ”

Master Li laughed in a low voice: "The son is burying the slave family, and there is no artist who is not familiar with Su Dongpo's "Red Cliff Nostalgia". Since Childe likes it, the slave family will sing it to Childe! ”