2

Ji Jin is gone, and my life is even more boring.

Although the Gate of Heaven has allowed me to travel, the huge Heavenly Court is not as fun as my Luoyun Mountain.

My father seems to have noticed my distraction these days, so he simply held a grand ceremony on my birthday this year.

Naturally, I, the protagonist, will not be absent, but the appearance of this princess has a bit of the demeanor of a sister.

Sister Ah married to the East China Sea, and it took a long time to come back, and today I waited for a long time, but I still couldn't see her.

"Sister, she, but she's not coming?" I wrote this line on Chu Feng's hand, his face was a little stiff, but he still nodded.

I didn't see him hesitate at all, thinking that I would go to see Sister A in a few days, and by the way, take a look at her newborn little highness.

Sister is the goddess I envy the most, and she is also my father's most brilliant daughter, but my father likes me alone, just because of my weak body, which is worthy of pity.

On the day of my sister's wedding, I gave her a pair of jade pendants, a picture of Roselle that I embroidered, which I promised Sister a long time ago, and I always wanted to give it to her on the day she got married, because in my mind, this thousands of flowers are only comparable to Roselle.

That day, Sister Ah said a lot of thoughtful things to me, she said that women want to marry all their lives, and it would be good if the marryman chose someone who loved herself.

She also said that she can't give her heart to others in the future, and once she gives it, she will never recover.

She said a lot, and said that I fell asleep in her arms.

I think she should have seen in me the shadow of her, perhaps because she saw her own youth, I looked at my father on the high platform, and for a moment remembered the pomp and circumstance of that day.

Sister A is the eldest princess, naturally the wedding can not be simple, the red wedding dress on her body was woven by the weaver girl for seven days and seven nights to complete, the sun soaked in her, not to mention how dazzling.

But I saw the desolation in Sister A's eyes, but she still sat in the sedan chair, the unicorn beast opened the way, the ancient gods and beasts followed, and thousands of birds and beasts celebrated together.

On that day, everyone knew that the eldest princess was married, but no one saw the desolation in her eyes.

3

I heard that the Shennong clan has a god monarch, this person is only 40,000 years old, and he has deep attainments in swordsmanship, especially with the piano of Tianmen.

I sat down on the stage and took a very boring sip of wine, and after only a few drops in my mouth, the gate of heaven took away my glass.

"Chu Feng, the girl can't drink, you look at her for the time being, I'll go back. I pursed my lips and put my glass down.

I saw him take the piano given by the goddess, put it firmly in front of him, raised his hand and gently plucked the strings, and saw a man break into sight, and the sound of the piano came to him.

This young man's sword dance is indeed good, but compared to that divine monarch, I prefer the sound of Tianmen's piano.

The sound rises and falls, but it is meaningful.

It seems that Tianmen's attainments in music and rhythm are much deeper.

I stuffed the written paper into Chu Feng's hand, and after thinking about it, he felt that something was wrong, and shook his head and rejected me.

I didn't give up and wrote in his hand again, "Just this time, it's a big deal that you can accompany me." ”

Chu Feng has always had little heart, he naturally can't see my fancy intestines, he still let me go softly.

Seeing him nodding, I secretly hid a pot of wine and slipped into the backyard while Tianmen was not looking.

I lazily leaned against a tree, took a few bites, and after a while, I was a little drunk, I folded a peach blossom and pinned it behind my ear, and the sleeves on my arms suddenly drooped.

I hurriedly pulled it up, I don't like this scar, I look at it too much and feel uncomfortable, I used to cover it with long sleeves, but today it has slipped down.

I turned around and saw the man in purple that day, today he changed into a white dress, with a Bodhi hanging on his forehead, and his face was not as aggressive as that day, but with emotions that I couldn't understand.

He walked towards me, and my heart trembled with each step, and he slowly reached out to hook my falling hair, and gently spit out a name, "Xi'er." ”

I couldn't really hear it, and I stared at his face again, and in a trance it seemed as if nothing had happened.