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Worried that these young ladies and sons of the family would be a little cramped and couldn't let go, Yu Wenyao also ordered someone to recruit the musicians and singers in the palace to enliven the atmosphere.

With the addition of these singers and musicians in the palace, the atmosphere gradually became more active and natural, and these young ladies and sons of the family gradually let go of their reserve, and dared to know people with songs and discuss love with poetry, Yu Wenyao was also happy to see it on the side, and his complexion looked much better, and he even couldn't help but beat the beat for these young ladies and sons of the family.

"Clouds want clothes, flowers want to look, and the spring breeze blows Revlon. If it weren't for the jade mountain, it would meet Yaotai under the moon.

A branch of dew condenses incense, and the clouds and rain Wushan break the intestines in vain. By asking who in the Han Palace is like, poor Feiyan leans on new makeup.

Famous flowers love each other, and the king looks at it with a smile. Explain that the spring breeze is infinitely hateful, and the agarwood pavilion is leaning on the north of the gan. ”

“……”

A pleasant and beautiful sound like gurgling water slowly drifted into Yu Wenyao's ears, the expression on Yu Wenyao's face suddenly froze on his face, his hands subconsciously supported the chair, supported his body, leaned forward slightly, and a pair of eyes, looking for the beautiful and beautiful song and looked over!

I saw that among those singers, a singer was wearing a pink skirt, plucking the pipa in her hand, hanging her head slightly, smiling lightly, and graceful and moving, humming this song that made Yu Wenyao's mind ripple.

The sound of the piano is graceful and elegant, and the singing is pleasant, clean and bright, but with a bit of inseparable sadness!

This voice is like traveling through time and space, from the lost years, stepping on the dust, the scenery in front of Yu Wenyao's eyes, with this beautiful singing, gradually blurred!

The scene in front of him is no longer full of flowers, rich and luxurious, but a small bridge and flowing water, quiet and pleasant, at this moment, Yu Wenyao seems to have returned to more than 20 years ago, back to the person who is like a hibiscus blooming.

"Your Majesty, listen to the voice of this singer...... It's a little familiar, so that the concubine can't help but think of the concubine's sister back then......"

Cui Liwan's seemingly casual words made Yu Wenyao's wandering gaze instantly focus together, and landed on the pink figure!

"Smack...... Bang bang ......"

"Yes, this sound is like a heavenly sound, this palace may not have heard such a beautiful song for a long time, you come over and let this palace take a look."

"Yes!"

The pink-clothed singer walked out of the crowd and knelt in front of Yu Wenyao and Cui Liwan!

"Raise your head and let this palace see what kind of wonderful person he is, who can sing such a beautiful tune."

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"This ...... This is......?! ”

The pink-clothed singer slowly raised her head as she said, but her eyebrows were slightly drooping, and she didn't dare to look directly at Cui Liwan and Yu Wenyao in the high position, but even so, it had already made Cui Liwan and Yu Wenyao sitting in the high position show irrepressible shock on their faces at the same time!

The other people present, after seeing the face of this pink-clothed singer clearly, all opened their eyes in shock.

"This ...... How come?! Why does this person look so much like King Qing? ”

I saw this pink-clothed singer, with long eyebrows flying obliquely into the bun, and a pair of eyes, just like the obsidian, shining and moving, with a tall and stylish nose bridge, as if carved by a craftsman!

Dear, this chapter is over, happy reading! ^0^