To be reasonable, today's verbal confrontation with his father made Cao Ang feel a little tired.

He didn't know what his father's reaction would be when the soldiers, horses, and money he got from Dong Zhuo were exposed in the future.

Just thinking about it makes my scalp tingle.

Shouldn't you ask him to open his mouth again?

All the way through the corridor.

Pushing open the courtyard gate separating the two courtyards, Cao Ang was about to go to see his red rabbit horse and cultivate a relationship with this BMW horse.

After all, it has been depicted in the books and TV that the more high-quality and rare the BMW, the more irritable it is.

It is more and more necessary for the master to tame it and cultivate feelings, otherwise it will be difficult to control.

The relationship is not in place, and forced riding, will only lead to throwing off the horse.

But before Cao Ang could go in the direction of the stable, he faintly heard the sound of soft singing from the side of his bedroom.

Although the distance is far away, the voice is not very clear, but at least I can hear that it is a woman singing.

Cao Ang estimated that it was Diao Chan.

After all, the only one who can stay in his bedroom during this time period and dare to sing so loudly is the only one left in this yard.

It is said that since Diao Chan entered the house, I have not heard her sing, and it is rare to have such Yaxing.

For a while, Cao Ang was curious.

Decisively turned around and walked slowly towards the bedroom.

As we got closer, the singing became clearer and clearer.

The timbre is soft, melodious and tactful.

Although Cao Ang couldn't understand the lyrics at all, after all, he could only be regarded as a layman, and he didn't understand what the content of the songs sung in the Han Dynasty was.

But at least the music itself is universal.

Whether the tune is good or not, Cao Ang can still judge it, at least just based on this timbre and tune, in Cao Ang's opinion, he will beat the third generation of a musical family.

He couldn't help but speed up his pace a little.

After passing through the courtyard courtyard, the singing was clear, almost equivalent to singing in Cao Ang's ear.

The fresh, bright and familiar woman's voice is like a yellow bird, melodious and elegant, giving people a sense of agility after the rain.

Come to the bedroom door.

Cao Ang couldn't help but smile when he heard the sound close at hand, then slowed down his movements and gently pushed the door open.

The sight suddenly lit up in his eyes.

I saw Diao Chan with his back to him, dancing in the other direction.

A bright red light gauze long skirt, without the constraints of deep clothes, looks smart and light, like an elf turned into a flame in the world, jumping back and forth here.

Naked feet, stepping on the brocade carpet without any ornaments, the exposed calves are slender and powerful, and the snow-white skin is more dazzling under the reflection of the red dress.

With the gentle movement of the body, the toes on the blanket began to exert force, and the toes, which were originally white and tender like bright jade, were actually dyed a little pink, which was even more playful and cute.

The slender waist is tied by the belt, which makes it look even more small and lovely.

As Diao Chan's figure danced, the cuffs swung lightly, and the breeze blew, and the red candles lit on the table also shook the flame of the candle.

The shadows of people and candles reflect each other.

At this moment, it seemed that only the red of the flame was left between heaven and earth, and a strong sense of color impact came to the face, and even the temperature around the body rose faintly.

Such a scene made Cao Ang, who was standing at the door quietly watching, only feel warm and bright.

Coupled with the song sung by Diao Chan when he danced lightly, Cao Ang felt as if he was in an illusory realm.

……

Just as he was about to continue watching.

Diao Chan suddenly swung his sleeves and turned half a circle slightly, and at this angle, he saw Cao Ang at the door at a glance.

"Ahh

Diao Chan snorted softly and hurriedly stopped dancing.

didn't bother to put on Luo socks, just hurriedly put on embroidered shoes, and came to Cao Ang in three or two steps.

"The husband stood here and didn't say a word, and he didn't make a sound when he came, almost making the concubine ugly!"

Full of coquettish tones.

At the same time, his right hand gently patted Cao Ang's arm, not like a monster, but more like a coquette.

Maybe it was just dancing and singing at the same time, but the Diao Chan, who stopped suddenly at this moment, was a little unstable, and was still gasping slightly while speaking, and the delicate and small nose fluttered gently with the cherry red beaded lips.

On the smooth and white forehead, you can still see a little beads of sweat, and a few strands of hair escaping from the bun are glued to the little face at the moment, and when the ends of the hair flutter gently, it adds a bit of tempting taste to the sable cicada.

Cao Ang smiled and wrapped his left hand around Diao Chan's slender waist, and wiped the sweat on Diao Chan's forehead with his right hand, looking at the autumn water eyes that were close at hand.

Cao Ang's whole heart softened by half, and he couldn't help but laugh softly.

"Why do you make a fool of yourself, the dance of the cicada is really everyone's style, very bright, although I don't understand, but there are eight characters to describe."

"Soaring like a frightening dragon!"

"Luo Shen Fu" is used to describe beauty, and its effect and power are absolutely nothing to say, which can be called the highest level of praise in the world.

Although Cao Ang didn't know anything about the popular genre of Wenfu in the Han Dynasty, and he didn't know any rhyme at all, he really knew how to memorize this Luo Shen Fu.

The main reason is that Zhen Ji's lines are too emotional, and after listening to it a lot, he can't help but find the full text and memorize it by heart.

Now is where it comes in handy.

Cao Ang didn't dare to say more, so he gave Diao Chan two sentences, he was afraid that in case there was someone to send it in the future, such an article would not be enough for him.

As for using the articles written by my brother Cao Zhi, Cao Ang has no psychological burden, isn't my brother's things my brother the one who is my brother?

Besides, I, the elder brother, can safely inherit Cao Wei's power in the future, and I will also avoid the fight between Cao Zhi and Cao Pi, the two hairy boys.

The little brother has to pay himself some remuneration for being reasonable, and it is very suitable to use this Luo Shen Fu.

……

Although Diao Chan is not a person who reads poetry and books, he still has the most basic cultural skills.

Just listen to this evaluation.

The beautiful eyes suddenly flashed with a little streamer, a little brilliance, and the gaze that looked at Cao Ang was even more tender and sweet.

Just listening to these words is enough to show that her husband completely understands her dance, and praises and appreciates her from the bottom of his heart.

That's nice!

Diao Chan's heart was shaken.

couldn't help but grab Cao Ang's arm and drag him to the soft couch beside him.

"Since the husband likes it, it's better to sit here and enjoy the dancing of the concubine!"

Cao Ang nodded happily.

Sit quietly on the side, indulging in the beautiful posture of watching the sable cicada.

The candle shadow shook red.

For a while, the piano was harmonized, and the room was full of fragrance.

An hour later.

The dancing figures in the room stopped, and the bright red candles went out.

Only a few conversations could be heard from inside the room.

"Husband, God...... It's not dark yet! ”

"Nonsense, how I see it is pitch black, it's time to rest in the middle of the night."

Soon, the voices of the people dissipated in the wind.

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