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"When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky, I don't know what year the palace is in the sky, what year is tonight, I want to go back by the wind, and I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, the height is not cold, dance 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. ”

Xiao Sheng stopped suddenly.

The person who was playing the flute turned around, with a little surprise on his face, and looked towards Yi Xiaojing.

In the moonlight, the skin on the woman's cheeks reflects a jade-like luster.

Beautiful eyes are like autumn water, full of emotion, but pure and without any pollution.

Looking at this woman in white clothes and walking in the moonlight, Yi Xiaojing thought of Cao Zhi's Luo Shen Fu again.

It seems to be like a light cloud covering the moon, and fluttering like the snow of the wind.

Yi Xiaojing has experienced these worlds, and she has never seen a woman with such aura and immortal energy.

It seems to be the spirit of heaven and earth.

If there is a very strong aura between heaven and earth, it may occupy nine points on this woman's body!

She is holding a jade flute, her long skirt is full of hair, her hair reaches to her waist, fluttering like a dream, leisurely and elegant like a chrysanthemum, and her posture and appearance are all captivating.

"This brother is ・・・・・・・"

This woman lightly opened her cherry lips, and her voice was beautiful, like a pearl falling into a jade plate, and as sweet as a mountain spring. Listening to it, it is like a desert pedestrian drinking sweet rain for the first time.

"As soon as the word brother came out, there was no autumn moon word from now on!"

This woman's face is a little surprised, a little worship, her eyes are full of emotion, but there is no fireworks, like autumn water waves, there is a little cuteness.

couldn't help but chant a poem by Su Shi, and was praised like this, even after experiencing the edification of several worlds, Yi Xiaojing was still a little panicked.

However, fortunately, the skin has long been unable to splash water and cannot be fried.

Towards this woman, he hugged his fist: "In Xia Yi Xiaojing, the words are endless, and I dare not be a girl." ”

The woman returned the salute to Yi Xiaojing: "The slave family dances the bright moon and has seen Yi Gongzi." ”

Yi Xiaojing said: "I just listened to the song of the dancing girl Dong Xiao, and I couldn't help but feel it. Speaking of which, coming from the Imperial City, the music of the famous Oiran is also pleasant, but there is no emotion. ”

Wu Mingyue smiled and said: "The song is the key to express feelings, and the tune is the heart of the performer. Those who can communicate through music are confidants.

The song of Mingyue, which has neither a tone nor any other heart, expresses the state of mind of the slave family at this time. Childe's words are extremely clear to Mingyue's state of mind at this time. ”

"It's an honor to be introduced by the girl as a confidant."

Yi Xiaojing and Wu Mingyue stood on the deck at the bow of the ship.

Look at the water lines of the boat on the sparkling water.

The lanterns at the four corners of the building ship shine a dim light, and under the refraction of the water surface, in this cold night in late winter and early spring, it actually gives people a warm atmosphere.

"When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky, I don't know the heavenly palace, what year is tonight?"

Wu Mingyue hummed a few words softly.

In the end, he asked with a smile: "Childe's poem seems to have been written for the bright moon." I want to compose this song, is that okay? ”

"Of course."

Yi Xiaojing said with a smile: "It's because the girl has this poem, why not give it to the girl?" ”

During the Song Dynasty, there were talented and beautiful women.

Being able to write a good poem and lyrics is the best way to flirt with a girl.

Liu Yong, who was ordered to fill in the lyrics, was nostalgic for the hook column all the year round, and not only did he not have to pay for prostituting his sister, but how many sisters helped him, and he was the lover in the minds of many sisters.

Wherever there is a well, there is a Liu Yongzi.

The words sent by Liu Yong were sung all over the world by the sisters in these hooks.

Return to the lobby of the ship.

By this time the night was getting deeper, and the hall was empty, except for the boatman's little servant, who was dozing off.

Yi Xiaojing took out a silver nude and threw it to the little maid: "Go, ask the cook to make a few exquisite side dishes and send them." Another jar of osmanthus wine! ”

"Yes, yes, wait a minute!"

Before the anger of the little girl who was disturbed from sleeping had not yet started, he was smashed by the silver nude who threw him over. After weighing it a few times, there were about three taels, even if he shared it with the cook, he made a lot of money, and suddenly he had no anger, and ran towards the kitchen in a hurry.

Wu Mingyue sat on her knees and composed music at the desk.

By the time the dishes came up, Wu Mingyue had already composed the song.

Put away the tune, the two of them ate side dishes and talked.

It's strange to say, it's obviously two people who just met, although there is a gap between time and space, and there is a cultural barrier, but when they talk, they are like childhood sweethearts who have known each other for a long time, and there are countless common topics when they talk.

For a long night, it is also a great pleasure to have such a beautiful woman drinking and talking with the spirit of Zhong Tiandi.

"Brother Wuji, let's taste Mingyue's wine."

Mingyue took down the delicate wine gourd from her waist, opened the gourd, and poured it into the wine glass in front of Yi Xiaojing's table.

Suddenly, the fragrance of flowers was accompanied by the aroma of wine, overflowing.

Yi Xiaojing raised her wine glass and brought it to her lips.

This wine smells sweet, not like alcohol, but like the alcoholic beverages of the original world.

Drink it all.

"Ahem・・・・・・"

As soon as the liquor enters the mouth, the floral aroma immediately permeates the lips and teeth, but then the hot smell of the spirit runs straight through the mouth.

Hurriedly swallowed the liquor, and suddenly the hot liquid ran down his throat like a fire.

The liquor seemed to burn the esophagus, so Yi Xiaojing couldn't help but cough a few sips.

However, immediately after that, a cool feeling returned from the stomach, and the esophagus, which was still hot just now, was soothed by the cool airflow, and it was extremely comfortable.

In the mouth, there is a sweet aftertaste like drinking tea, and the fragrance between the lips and teeth is overflowing.

When Yi Xiaojing looked towards Wu Mingyue, she found that Wu Mingyue was squinting her eyes and smiling evilly. The eyes have narrowed into crooked crescents, and under the flickering of long eyelashes, they look extraordinarily gentle.

"The name of this wine is Drunken Immortal Brew, which is made with 19 kinds of fresh petals of flowers, combined with morning dew, and sealed altars. It is a specialty of our Yunhan land.

Although it smells floral, it looks like wine. But it's actually stronger than most of the wines! So, the method of drinking alcohol is also different. ”

Wu Mingyue said, holding the cup in both hands and raising it to her lips.

The lips do not stick to the wine, and when you raise your head, you drink it all.

Yi Xiaojing stared at her long and white neck, her throat fluttered, and she drank the drunken immortal brew into her stomach.

With a glass of spirits in her stomach, a lump of red appeared on Wu Mingyue's white cheeks like peerless jade, a little less fairy and a little more soft charm.