In the Wuji Palace, Emperor Wuxian was sitting quietly on the side of the desk at this time, and on the table of pear blossom wood, there was a guqin, on which a piano filament flashed with a cold ludge, which was the silkworm silk obtained from Huang Qingwan.

Fate, sometimes it's really a wonderful thing, the silkworm silk, going around and around, after more than 6,000 years, returned to his hands again.

Emperor Wuxian looked at the guqin on the desk stupidly, and his eyes revealed a complicated look.

"Your Highness, it's so lively outside, don't you really want to go out and have a look?" Yufu stood in the distance, looking at his half-kneeling figure on the side of the desk.

Emperor Wuxian raised his eyes, turned his head, and glanced at her.

A look that suddenly made Yufu feel distressed was dripping blood, and this look was very similar to the look in his eyes when he lost his sister.

Your Royal Highness, sure enough, she cared about that Terran girl to the tip of her heart, and such a look made her feel distressed.

"Is the post-closure ceremony already being held?" The pair of light-colored golden eyes fell on the guqin on the desk again, and the emperor's innocent voice was so light that it was ethereal.

Yufu glanced outside, nodded and said, "The new king and the new queen look very happy. ”

"Happiness--" The emperor's innocent fingers as jade fell on the guqin, and suddenly there was a piano sound.

It's like the ice that melts in winter, and it melts into people's hearts.

He said no more, his fingertips running all the way across the strings, and in the sound of war drums and trumpets, it looked particularly beautiful.

Yufu's old face has changed, she doesn't remember how many years His Royal Highness hasn't touched the piano, it seems that since his sister died, he has never moved again-

Today, it turned out to be a requiem.

Yes, Requiem, this is a blessed song, which can make the person who hears the sound of the piano have peace of mind, which is the best blessing.

Your Highness, are you blessing that Terran girl?

For her, the piano that has been dusty for more than 6,000 years has been moved-

Even though His Highness hasn't played the piano for a long time, he doesn't look rusty at all.

In this world, I am afraid that the only person who can play a requiem is His Highness.

That Terran girl, how could he let His Highness be like this-

The sound of the piano like the melting winter snow came out from the Wuji Palace, blending in the majestic sound of war drums and horns, which did not appear abrupt at all, but had a little more soft beauty.

The people of the Heavenly Wolf Clan were stunned, and as soon as the sound of the piano came out, everyone's souls seemed to have been baptized, and they had a feeling that they were about to become flying immortals.

"Actually, requiem—" The old man's expression changed dramatically, he didn't know how many years he hadn't heard this song, and they were so lucky to hear the legendary requiem on the emperor's wedding.

Emperor Qianji has joined hands with the phoenix, standing on the high steps of the main hall, the two of them stand together, no matter from which angle, they are amazingly beautiful, just standing there like this, it is like a painting, which makes everyone's hearts moved.

Such a picture, until many years later, is still deeply engraved in the minds of the Sky Wolf Clan.

The requiem is faint, now it is spring, but some flowers have not yet bloomed, because of the emperor's innocent requiem, in an instant, all the unopened flowers of the wolf clan have bloomed in an instant.

On the small empty island, the little milk bag pulled Ji Xiaohu's index finger and shouted in surprise, "Brother fox, look, the dead peach tree has bloomed!" ”

Yes, the peach blossoms planted by the queen have been dead for many years, and at this moment, the dead wood is spring, and in an instant, new shoots are drawn out and pink peach blossoms bloom.