The little girl doesn't know what to do
His wine was so delicious, Gu Xijiu drank too much unconsciously, her little face was thin red, and her eyes were watery: "Palace master, do you want me to sing a song for you?" β
The emperor looked at her with his cheeks back: "This seat is not natural and doesn't listen, and the singing voice that doesn't suit the heart of this seat will make this seat unhappy, and if you want to cut off people's tongues, are you sure you want to sing?" β
Gu Xijiu pursed her mouth and said proudly: "My singing voice has always been called a heavenly sound, and I don't sing unless I am a bosom friend." β
Emperor Fuyi smiled: "Well, then you have to listen, what do you want to sing?" β
He didn't know where to find a white jade flute: "This seat can accompany you." β
Gu Xijiu shook her head: "Then thank you to the palace master, but I prefer to sing solo." β
The emperor sighed and put the flute away: "Little girl, I don't know what to do, do you know how many people in this world want to let this seat play a song but can't get it?" β
The sky is full of stars, and the flowers and plants by the lake are still around.
Gu Xijiu sang a song, not so much a song as a song, the tune was strange and beautiful, as if it could be integrated with the night.
At the end of the song, the aftermath is still lingering in the night, really like a heavenly sound.
Emperor Fuyi slowly put away his wine glass and wine jug, and looked at her with a smile: "You are so attentive tonight, do you want this seat to let you go?" β
Gu Xijiu looked at him with a pair of eyes: "Will you let it go?" β
The emperor brushed his clothes and looked like he was rich and noble: "No, this is a matter of duty, and this seat has always been very ethical." β
Gu Xijiu sighed: "Xijiu knew that this would be the case, so he didn't plan to ask the Heavenly Master to let me go." β
"Well, you're a good boy who understands things." Emperor Fuyi looked very relieved, and decided to give her a little discount: "For the sake of your being so diligent, this seat will give you two choices without violating your duties and ethics, one, go back with this seat obediently, this seat can give you three days to prepare, and after three days, reopen the Apocalypse Platform to test the authenticity of your heavenly grant." If it's true, I'll give you a big gift, and if it's a fake......" He paused.
"How's the fake?"
Emperor Fuyi glanced at her: "You have no spiritual power, but you don't need to waste your kung fu, just throw it into the depths of the dark forest." If you are lucky, if you can get away with it, it proves that although you are not God-granted, you are also a material that can be made, and this seat will personally teach you kung fu. β
Gu Xijiu: "Sounds pretty good, Master Heaven's master will take me as an apprentice then?" β
Emperor Fuyi shook his fingers, his tone was soft, but he threw a bomb out: "No, baby, you will be the fiancΓ©e of this seat at that time, and you don't need to apprentice." β
Gu Xijiu: "......" The pot in her hand fell to the ground with a thud, almost hitting her feet: "What?!" β
Isn't her original fiancΓ© tolerant?
She finally got that goods in prison and waited, and quit that bad marriage, when did she have such a great god fiancΓ©?! It's not scientific!
Emperor Fuyi looked at the pot that had rolled a few circles on the ground: "Does this news make you happy?" Surprised? β
Joy is not there, surprise is real!
Gu Xijiu's expression was like a brick falling from the sky hitting his head, and he rubbed his eyebrows: "Master Tianshi is joking with Xijiu, right?" That's impossible! β
"How can this be a joke?" The emperor raised his hand, picked up the pot for her, and handed it back to her: "This family business has to start from thirteen years ago......"