Jadeite is exquisite,

Meticulously crafted.

Warm and moist with divine implications,

The jade treasure seal is still bright.

On the sea of clouds on the screen, behind the jade screen, accompanied by bursts of heavenly sounds, sending an inch of leisurely thoughts, such as the aftermath of the beam, echoing between heaven and earth!

At this moment, the Jade Emperor stepped on auspicious clouds and descended from the sky, and came to the top of the cloud sea screen boat, only to see a huge mutton fat white jade plate inlaid with a large gray jade screen above the jade screen.

The Jade Emperor stepped on the slow pace, slowly came to the cloud sea screen boat cabin, only to see that the left side of the screen is five pieces of three-color ice jade spliced into the Qingming Riverside map, the water in the picture is sparkling, the characters are lifelike.

On the right side of the jade screen, five agarwood tables are neatly placed, as if no one has sat on it for a long time.

As far as the eye can see, in the dream veil in front of the screen, I vaguely saw a woman in white caressing Yaoqin, the song was ethereal and far-reaching, the tune was lingering, immersed in mourning, and I didn't realize that someone was coming.

Seeing this, the Jade Emperor gently came to the agarwood bed table, sat down slowly, and listened to a long song of dreams...

Whose dreams go to the sky...

Cold Moon Border Pass...

The wolf smoke walks the shepherd flute...

I don't see the desert wasteland...

Whose love makes the world...

Music in all directions...

Gold and silver scatter people's hearts...

Also look at the green waters and green mountains...

Up and down for 5,000 years...

Big dreams are boundless...

Dreaming back to Datang, you can see...

The legacy of the Psalms...

Ninety thousand miles...

Great love is speechless...

A long song can be heard...

Plucked chords...

Whose love is for the country...

Take stock of the warm and cold...

Break the wind and rain grievances...

Whose love is not over...

Ancient and modern...

Qiankun and the people are happy...

Ushering in the peaceful world...

Up and down for 5,000 years...

Big dreams are boundless...

Dreaming back to Datang, you can see...

The legacy of the Psalms...

Ninety thousand miles...

Great love is speechless...

A long song can be heard...

Plucked chords...

Up and down for 5,000 years...

Big dreams are boundless...

Dreaming back to Datang, you can see...

The legacy of the Psalms...

Ninety thousand miles...

Great love is speechless...

A long song can be heard...

Plucked chords...

After a while, the song was finished, and I saw the woman in white waving her clothes slightly, put away the yaoqin, got up slowly, slowly lifted the dream spirit veil, and looked at the Jade Emperor with a surprised face, Father, when did you come!

The Jade Emperor looked at the Weaver Girl, smiled slightly, and said slowly: Not long after I came, I saw that you were caressing Yaoqin while chanting the sounds of heaven, and I was too involved, so I didn't bother you!

The weaver girl had a guilty tone, blaming her daughter for being bad, just immersed in the music, and actually snubbed her father!

Jade Emperor: It's okay, the song you sang just now is ethereal and distant, and I love to listen to it, I don't know what the name of this song is!

Weaver Girl: Back to my father, the song just now is called "Zhenguan Long Song".

Jade Emperor: Zhenguan Changge, hearing this name reminds me of Li Shimin's Zhenguan rule! In the long history of Chinese civilization, Li Shimin has made great contributions!

Weaver Girl: What my father said is that the prosperity of the Han and Tang dynasties added a strong color to the inheritance of Chinese civilization.

Jade Emperor: Uh, that's right! Why did you sing this song alone in this sea of clouds, is there anything unhappy, tell me about it!

Weaver Girl: Back to my father, when I came to the cloud sea and the boat, my daughter remembered her master, the golden dragon and the four parts of the kamikaze, but now they are not by her daughter's side, the more her daughter thinks about it, the more lonely she becomes, and the more she thinks about it, the more sad she becomes! In her previous life, she was a singer in the world, and among the many songs sung by her daughter, this song is Shizun's favorite to listen to, so her daughter can't help but sing this song!

Jade Emperor: This song is ethereal and melodious, and it is indeed easy to arouse the lovesickness in the depths of my heart! Previously, the Heavenly Dao Sword God said that you used the Heavenly Pupil excessively, and the consumption was very great, and your body was too weak and fell into a coma, what is going on!

The Weaver Girl had an idiotic expression on her face, her eyes were filled with romantic starlight, and she said slowly: Actually, her daughter had already woken up, and her daughter just wanted to lie in Shaoyang's arms for a while, so she pretended to be asleep.

The Jade Emperor looked at the Weaver Girl with a confused expression, and asked with doubts in his eyes: Not long ago, you were still crying for the Cowherd, why did you talk to the Heavenly Dao Sword God all of a sudden..., hey! I'm confused by you!

The Weaver Girl looked at the Jade Emperor and said with a smile: My father doesn't know anything, Shaoyang is Shaoyang, and the Heavenly Dao Sword God is the true body of the Cowherd.

Jade Emperor: Nonsense, Shaoyang is the spirit of light of the galaxy light source, he is the sword god who guards the way of heaven, and he is an ancient god in the galaxy, I have been embarrassed to say it in front of me after 1,750 eons, when he was born, the solar system had not yet been formed, how could he be the true body of the cowherd!

If he is the true body of the Cowherd, with his ability, he can't compete with him with the power of the Heavenly Court, how can he be willing to be humiliated by the Heavenly Court, and look at each other from afar with you!

Besides, according to the temperament of the cowherd, how could he leave you unconscious and leave alone!

The Weaver Girl slowly walked out of the cabin of the Yunhai Pingzhou, looked up at the nine heavens, and muttered to herself, Shaoyang, will you still love me like a cowherd......