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Four years later. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Under the two large locust trees, in front of the stone table, sat a bright little girl, wearing a pale green violinist's robe. There was an incense burner on the table, and the girl was stroking the piano, playing 'Waves and Clouds'.

The sound is crisp and beautiful, not like a storm crashing on the shore, but like a trickle. Suddenly, the sound of the piano turned, like the sound of Jin Ge, as if there was a sharp edge, but it was the 'ten miles of autumn wind' that was played.

The surrounding leaves fell, some on the little girl's shoulder, some on the stone table. The leaves that fall on the shoulders tend to soften, and the leaves that fall on the stone table mark the stone table like a knife.

The scars on the stone table turned out to be like this.

Wan Cui gently took a leaf with her hand and felt the edge on it, "Her Royal Highness the princess's piano skills have become more and more powerful in recent years, and what is even more powerful is that only the Xuanyuan realm can achieve the realm of using the qin to communicate things." It's quite the style of a master of the True Realm. Wan Cui said admiringly.

"How can it be so powerful as Sister Wancui said. One by one said with some embarrassment.

"That's right, this girl is playing around, what's so powerful, I know that Sister Weijiang and I are making tea here, and the leaves are dancing. A handsome young man in a bright red embroidered gold dragon robe said with a grin, holding a teapot in his hand.

Of course, it's Yuankong, when I was a child, the two brothers and sisters looked exactly the same, and now when I look at it again, I will find that one is handsome and the other is soft.

"Your Highness, you have no talent for music, so don't make a fool of yourself. Wan Cui said with some hatred, she was supposed to teach His Royal Highness the prince to play the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but the prince was good, playing the piano and listening to music seemed to kill him, and playing chess should be played, and painting was even more interested, except for calligraphy, which was already quite popular.

"That's it, my brother is talking nonsense. One by one, he rolled his eyes at his brother in a little depression.

"Your Highness is indeed very talented in the tea ceremony, and in the future, he may really be able to call himself a tea master. Sister Wei Jiang pursed her lips and smiled.

"That's right, this prince will be a tea sword in the future, and it will also be a double master, Sister Qiuzang, how do you compare with the second on the pole list. It seemed that everything he said had come true, and Yuankong looked at Qiu Zang with some excitement.

Akizo watched them play, and felt that the life of this womb was much more enjoyable than those back then. "Our Highness is certainly the best. ”

Hearing this, Yuan Kong's heart was full of joy, the first cup of tea had been brewed, and when he was about to taste it, he was snatched by a fair-skinned and slender hand.

Yuankong couldn't laugh or cry a little: "Sister Amber, you are too comfortable as a palace maid, let His Royal Highness the Crown Prince make you tea." Every day there is nothing to do. ”

Of course, the one who reached out and took the teacup was Amber: "Your Highness, you don't feel sorry for the slave family at all, and I don't know who came to the slave family if there was nothing to do, either to listen to stories or play chess, but also to inkstone." is still pillowed on the slave's legs, and his legs are numb, and now he has to say that the slave has nothing to do when he drinks a cup of tea. Amber looked like she was crying a little.

"Okay, okay, Your Highness is wrong. "Yuankong is completely out of line, to say that in the past few years, the least of the sisters who have taken Yuankong as the prince, and who acts as they like is Amber.

Hearing this, Amber immediately smiled, her big eyes were half-narrowed, and then her rosy lips were pressed against the mouth of the cup, and she looked like she had been greatly wronged and wanted to cry.

"It's time to eat. "A delicate girl wearing a light blue palace skirt with a delicate posture half-rolled up her sleeves, revealing a piece of her wrist. Pouted. Four years have passed, and Youlan is already sixteen years old.

Why pouting, it's very simple, every time Wei Jiang wants to teach Yuankong the tea ceremony, everyone's meal falls on the little girl alone. Yiyi wanted to help, but Youlan said how could she let His Highness do such a thing, and insisted.

However, in private, His Royal Highness often asks Youlan about her cooking skills, who told the little girl to be interested in this since she was a child.

When she heard that it was time to eat, Amber's eyes lit up. One by one, he saw Youlan also running over, and the two of them took Youlan's hand and chatted.

I practiced the piano one by one when I was young, and Youlan liked to sit and listen to it the most. Then there will be opinions, maybe they are about the same age, and the two little girls have become best friends.

This too womb is not like the too womb at all, but like an ordinary person's yard, living together for a few years, there are still so many people, except for Yuankong Yiyi and Youlan who have grown up, nothing else seems to have changed.

Originally, Prime Minister Han had arranged for the prince's subordinate officials such as the living room and the long history. As a result, he was directly driven away by His Royal Highness the Prince, and then named Sister Qiuzang as the long history, and Sister Luzhu was the living room.

In the eyes of the Manchu Dynasty, the palace is like nonsense, and the twists and turns of the book are like snowflakes. But what's the use, our Emperor His Majesty doesn't take these trivial matters to heart.

Speaking of green bamboo, this girl who served His Royal Highness the Prince's life and bath has been gone for the past few days, so that our Royal Highness the Crown Prince has no one to comb his hair except for clothes.

What did Luzhu do, he was sent out by the eldest prince of Yu Liangxiao, saying that he was on a confidential mission. Even the prince couldn't tell him, which made Yuankong very depressed for a long time.

And until now, Yuankong doesn't know who the mysterious eldest prince is. The three words "The eldest son" appear more and more times in his life.

I go to the school palace every day to listen to the lectures, and in addition to the current right prime minister Grandpa Wang, there is also Uncle Qu who folds the white fan. Sometimes Uncle Ying, who is personable and rarely spoken, will also come.

From time to time, when I was listening to the class, I could hear how the eldest son of Yu Liangxiao established Yu Liangxiao in the first place, and then what was hidden in the shadows, and how much credit was made by not being known, and how it was.

Yu Liangxiao's eldest lady Yuan Kong knew that it was her aunt Xie Nanzhi, and the second son Han Jiangyue had also seen it, speaking of seeing Han Jiangyue, it was really an experience that Yuan Kong didn't want to look back on.

Yuan Kong was eight years old that year, and finally entered the Xuanyuan Realm, a year later than his sister, and now his sister seems to be in a cage soon, which is also something that makes Yuan Kong a little depressed. My sister is a genius in cultivation, but she doesn't like to cultivate.

After practicing Xuanyuan and practicing sword skills for two years, Yuankong wanted to go to the herringbone mansion to compete with others. Then I met Han Jiangyue, the second son of Yu Liangxiao, and then naturally met Uncle Mo's daughter, Sister Piaoxue.

Of course, since that time, Yuankong never wanted to see his sister Piaoxue again. Poor Yuan Kong, the cultivation of the Gang Xuan Yuan Realm, has practiced the sword technique for two years, and excitedly competes with Li Piaoxue.

Ignoring the compassionate gaze cast by Han Jiangyue, of course, Yuankong at that time thought it was an approving look.

Then Yuankong was beaten to death by Li Piaoxue, and he couldn't parry two blows at all. And every time she saw her, she would talk to Yuankong, and said in a convincing manner: "The prince of the Han Dynasty, the emperor of the future Han Dynasty can't even compare to me as a little girl, how to be the emperor in the future, how to protect the people of the Han Dynasty." ”

Yuankong didn't take this sentence to heart, and after that, Yuankong never dared to go to the herringbone mansion again, thinking that one day the sword technique would be completed and he would go back to a city.