Bitong's eyes lit up: "Girl, do you say that fireworks can release the appearance of peony flowers?" ”

Cheng Xueyan's eyelids jumped. The opening ceremony of the Olympic Games was filled with fireworks of various shapes...... This Gu Haoxuan is quite forward-conscious.

And he lay down in the hut where he was punished in the backyard, and he was tinkering there. At that time, no one knew what he was doing, only that he was beaten the hardest this time, and he must have been reflecting on being so quiet. But I didn't want to be one afternoon, a loud noise suddenly broke out in the backyard, and even the ground shook three times. Everyone was startled, thinking that the earth was moving, and they all ran out frantically, but after a while, they found that only the Gu family had run outside the door, and looked back...... It's smoking in the backyard! So he hurried to the backyard again. Halfway through, I saw a black-clad man running towards them, wah-wow-wow. Everyone thought they had seen a ghost in broad daylight and hurriedly fled in all directions. Whoever chased that person scared Bingtong into peeing his pants. So many people copied the guy and prepared to fight the ghost, but the ghost was very flexible, but after running for a while, he suddenly fell to the ground, and everyone gathered in horror to find that this black ghost was actually the third son. Later, I learned that he was researching fireworks that could release peony patterns, and as a result, the small hugging house was blown up, but fortunately, there was no big problem, but for a while, everyone, including himself, had to talk at the top of their voices......"

Cheng Xueyan was dumbfounded, Nobel's previous life was Gu Haoxuan? Or did Nobel travel into Gu Haoxuan?

Bi Tong couldn't help laughing, and even said that it was lively when she learned to make a gesture: "As a result, he was so angry that Taiwei Gu punished him again, and the new injury pressed the old injury and made him lie down for a month." In fact, because of this kind of thing, he was punished by Captain Gu, but he always healed the scar and forgot the pain. And last time, he didn't know what to take the bottom of the plum blossom silver pot rewarded by the emperor, and hung it up with soybean-sized eyes, and then let the personal servant Xiaoxi keep pouring water on him, and he sat in the bathtub, saying that it was cleaner to take a bath like this......"

Shower ...... Cheng Xueyan has a black line in her head.

"Gu Taiwei was angry and said, 'There are so many pots there, how can you single-handedly pick this imperial pot to cause trouble'? He retorted, 'Is this pot any different from other pots?' It is also placed on the shelf every day to occupy a place. Since Dad always says it's special, it's better to let it do something different. It's a pity that it's not good-looking and easy to use, it's too small, and Xiaoxi's arms are about to be tired, so Taiwei Gu hurriedly found someone to guard the valuable pots and pots in the house......"

This Gu Haoxuan is really ...... Freak!

"What's more," Bi Tong was full of interest: "He made a kite, and took it out on a rainy day, saying that he wanted to catch the lightning in the sky......"

Franklin got up? Cheng Xueyan waited to hear the highlights of him being fried into instant noodles.

"But before he could catch the lightning, he changed his mind and decided to make a big kite, and then a man could sit on it and fly in the sky like a bird......

Cheng Xueyan was completely speechless.

It took him three months to get the kite, and everyone saw that it was in the shape of a swallow, the size of a house. He took a group of people to the southwest of Lanyun Cliff, saying that he would fly through the Liulan Valley below to the City of Rain, which was fifty miles away. The girl has never been out, and she must not know why the cliff is called Lanyun Cliff, because it is so high that it seems that she can touch the clouds in the sky as long as she raises her hand, and the mountains are filled with smoke in the morning and evening, and she can't see the bottom of the valley clearly, and even if the big stone of the millstone falls, she can't hear the echo at all. It was a sensational day, and he fixed himself in the middle of the kite, and planned to have someone pull a thick kite string to lower him into the sky, and when he was flying, he let go of the rope. Everything is ready, just waiting to fly this big kite. As a result, when Taiwei Gu heard the news, he immediately removed him from the kite, trampled on the thing that almost caused trouble, and asked a group of subordinates to stuff him into the car, and then locked it and nailed it back with a wooden strip, and locked it for two months. It's a pity that the girl doesn't remember anything, and we all mention him in private, and we ......."

Bi Tong laughed breathlessly.

Although she had never seen Mrs. Gu, Cheng Xueyan imagined a scene where an old man who could command in front of others was made angry by his own son and had nothing to do. Poor old man...... But who is to say that it was not because of his obstruction that the airplane could only be invented by the American Lake brothers?

This Gu Haoxuan is really nonsense, the former Cheng Xueyan must have the same headache and helplessness as Mrs. Gu in the face of such a husband. She now wondered if he had made two holes in the door, let the big cat go through the big hole, the kitten go through the small hole, or even lay on the eggs to hatch the chickens......

Thinking so, I said it casually.

Bi Tong was stunned for a moment, and then laughed out of tears: "The girl must not have lost her memory, otherwise how would you know that he hid in bed with ten eggs in his arms and hatched them?" When he slew, he was crushed, and he didn't know it, but the next morning he was stuck to the bed, and he was so angry that Captain Gu gave him another hard lesson......"

Cheng Xueyan: God, let's petrify together, Amen!

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Unconsciously, three days have passed, Cheng Xueyan has gone to the stage of the East Courtyard - Tingyin Building to do several field trips, and asked Bitong to use petals to practice again, which is more successful, but it is a waste of some petals and has to take the risk of collecting, and now only Bitong is definitely too busy to do one drama, but Bitong is not worried: "Girl, you forgot, there is still the eldest son......

Cheng Xueyan's eyes lit up, yes, why did she forget this stubble? There will be at least five people outside here to help, and that's enough.

While making preparations, she did not forget the most critical part - song selection.

The agreement with Du Mizhen is that Lixia will perform in the Tingyin Building on that day, and all the girls in Guan Juguan will go to watch, if the girls think it is good, they can temporarily let her be Mr. Singer, and then report to the court, and wait for the emperor to issue a decree to appoint before she can officially take office.

Gaining public recognition is the first step to success, and song selection is crucial.

She soaked in the sandalwood barrel filled with warm water, rested on a pile of towels resting on the edge of the bucket with her head, unconsciously stroked the water with her hands, watched the petals of various colors slide down with the water between her fingers, and hummed a small tune in her mouth: "...... I am like a falling flower with the flowing water, floating with the flowing water to the sea of people, the vast sea of people does not know where I am, and I always feel that I lack a little love......"

At this moment, she really seems to be falling with the water, floating at will, unfamiliar and lonely.

These few words alone made people feel sad, and she was stunned at the ceiling, not noticing that the gentle water gently swayed her smooth skin like snow, and on it the mercury sparkled, as if it were lit with broken diamonds, and her graceful figure was like a silk veil washed under the slight movement of the water.

Turning over, with a towel on his chin, he looked at the toiletries on the side, and then reached out and fished out a flower-shaped rose pancreas from the gold-painted porcelain box painted with sunflower petals to wash his body.

The cold smoke and emerald curtains on the carved door reflected the shadow of Bitong, shaking from time to time.

Bi Tong wanted to serve her to take a bath, but she was not used to it, and Bi Tong refused to leave, so she stood guard outside the door.

The candle shadow flickered, lining the room as quiet as a fantasy.

What is the right song to sing?

Again, the brain turned to this question.

She will have a lot of songs, and according to the ideas of people in this time and space, songs that are too lingering must be vetoed. Although they want to love each other with their lovers in their hearts, if they say it clearly, it is not a woman's way.

A bunch of hypocritical defenders!

If singing is positive, but for these women who only focus on their families, men, and children, can they understand what is the highest ideal of human beings?

She had arranged all the backgrounds in place, just to attract attention and create a sensational effect, but now the songs that match the background are not appropriate.

This was the problem she thought was the best to solve, but she didn't expect it to be the most difficult to decide.

Irritatedly, she buried herself in the water and watched the petals float and swirl overhead.

A string of bubbles bubbled from the mouth to the surface of the water, then burst, causing a few small ripples on the surface.

A slight sound like the wind plucking spider silk fell on the light ripples, spinning...... Drift......

She immediately emerged from the water.

Flute ...... Gently, like a dream wandering in a spring night, flicking the curtain on the ground, full of anticipation but hesitation wandering outside the carved column.

She listened motionlessly.

It's him, dressed in snow-white clothes, flowing like a fairy...... Besides Zichen, he is playing the song "Lilac Snow" again......

The slightly sad grace gradually soothed the irritability in her heart.

She reached for the homely magnolia-colored bedgown on the rosewood carved Wenxinlan embroidered screen, but her hand stopped halfway through......

Another voice, also gentle, but seemed to be timid, and the flute burst out a few thin syllables, like the Su Xue quietly flying beside Hanmei, admiring, accompanied by the fragrant plum blossoms, but only faintly, silently, carefully hiding their hearts......

Her hand stopped there, as if she had been immobilized, just listening to the sound of the flute, the zither and the song, although the instruments were different, but playing the same heart song, and the result sounded so harmonious.

Droplets of water fell to the surface of the water as they ran down the wet hair, the sound was barely audible, and the petals swayed around the rippling boat......

The whole night seemed to be smeared with a layer of moisture by this slightly sad song, like a mist lingering on the water, and the deep or shallow petals bloomed in the fog like lotus flowers, floating with the mist, looming, faintly fragrant. There are stars and snow drifting, like broken diamonds, flowing one after another......

Snowflakes flutter, how many attachments float up; Snowflakes fly, how many love relationships have been flown up. Lotus flowers bloom in the middle of the snow. How much hope, how many wishes, silently waiting for a lover, but I hope that the affection will never change. Snowflakes are flying, flying all over the sky......

"Lilac Snow" ...... "Snow Lotus"......

Lilacs make snow, lotus flowers look at the cold stars......

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PS: about the update speed......

To be honest, I've always envied the author of the daily update, because it's really uncomfortable to wait for an update, but I'm very slow, in addition to the time problem, it also has something to do with IQ. I belong to the kind of rubbing type that even if I write a sentence, I have to figure out how to say it more appropriately, so I can only change it one day, and there may be additional changes on rest days. Although only one friend has said about speed for the time being, I am always worried and ashamed in my heart. I'm sorry, I can only try to play at the level I can play at the moment to get every word right, I hope you don't disappoint me, and I promise that I will finish the book and never end it, otherwise I will not be able to forgive myself.

I have caught up with the recommendation these days, thank you editor, and thank you to the friends who came to support me. I thought that only children needed encouragement, but I didn't want to be mature yet......

PS on September 19: I suddenly found that there was a bug in this chapter in the later text.,Special correction.,Changed it three times.,Dizzy.