Quick Transmigration: Eternal Lovers

Chapter 54 After I Became Li Yueyuan, Li Bai and I Were Overwhelmed ([-])

(Eight)

Sun Song: ...

If she's not mistaken, this should be a jewelry box, right?
When you meet someone you like, don’t be stingy?
Therefore, her sensible and considerate parents have automatically defined the scope of her favorite person as a woman...

As an aspiring sea king, how can fish farming be limited to gender.

Hmph, who said that men can't wear hairpins and wear jade.

Sun Ge, who was obsessed with Xiaocai, didn't explain, and silently accepted it.

Li Ke: (o;;
Really accepted it, how should he explain to his wife when he goes back.

Jewelry is not important, the important thing is who will Ah Yue give the jewelry to?
No wonder these days, Madam sighed and murmured occasionally that she might have more daughters in the future...

Sun Ge, who has a wealthy family, has no idea of ​​the many twists and turns and thoughts in the heart of Li Ke, an old father.

Fresh clothes and angry horses, white clothes and swords, poetry and wine.

……

Lingling wind blows the clouds to gather and disperse, and the surging waves surge up and down the shore.

Emei Mountain is full of autumn, the moon is shining brightly, the breeze is bright and the stars are bright, and the green and towering peaks of the mountain shield the noise and smoke from the outside world.

The mist is vast and sparkling.

A light boat floats freely in the boundless river, and the moonlight is as bright and flawless as silver, covering both sides of the river.

On both sides of the river, there are many mountains and mountains, which are endless.

Lush and lush, there are a few unknown bird calls from time to time, which sounds quiet but lonely.

Clear water and green mountains, white sails and silver moons.

The lone boat in the misty water is particularly eye-catching, as if it came from the sky, floating left and right in the surging river.

There is a person on the lonely boat, who is contented and free and easy.

I saw the man leaning lazily and casually on the bow of the boat, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, holding a wine bag in his hand, his eyes were sometimes clear, sometimes confused, half drunk and half awake.

Under the bright moonlight, the Yingying river water is reflected.

Riding on the moonlight, the appearance of the people on the lonely boat gradually became clear.

With long hair like splashed ink, a wooden hairpin is loosely inserted, and the breeze blows, and the strands move with the wind, like aquatic plants growing wantonly under the blue waves.

Willful and powerful.

There seems to be a kind of messy beauty, which is bewitching.

Under the moonlit night, it looks like a fairy but not a fairy.

What a free and unrestrained handsome young man.

She was wearing a white robe, with exquisite and ingenious patterns embroidered on the hem, like a snow lotus blooming proudly on the top of a snow mountain.

The oars are on the boat, floating freely.

One hand was casually placed on the side of the boat, unconsciously fiddled with the clear river water, causing ripples.

There is also a sword on the small boat, which glows faintly under the moonlight. It looks like spring ice in Jade Marsh from a distance, and it looks like Ruixue in Qiongtai from a distance.

When you raise your head and bow your head, when you swallow your wine, when you hum a poem, there is a special scene.

The night is silent, the birds sing sadly, and the empty valley echoes, but this does not affect the people on the boat's drinking pleasure in the slightest.

"Mount Emei's half-moon autumn casts shadows into the waters of the Pingqiang River."

The opening of the mouth is a stunning sentence that is unparalleled and inimitable.

The majesty is gushing, like a dragon flying through the sky.

The eyes of the people on the boat seem to be blurred and out of focus, but they are always paying attention to the spot on the shore.

There is also a young man on the shore, his appearance and posture are all excellent, but his temperament is very different.

The people on the boat drink alone in the river, the flowers in the mirror and the moon in the water, elegant and agile.

People on the Shore...

It's hard to say.

There was a large iron pot by his side, the flames under the pot were flying everywhere, black smoke would come out from time to time, and the firewood was burning and crackling.

The disgraced young man was concentrating on confronting a hare.

There is no fairy energy at all, and there is only a gangster energy that is idle.

One is the banished immortal of Shijiuyuejian, and the other is a smoky little ruffian.

Rowing does not rely on oars, but on waves.

Hearing the voice of Qingyue reciting poems from the person on the boat, Sun Ge muttered twice indignantly, then raised his eyes to look at Li Bai who was almost integrated into the moonlight on the boat.

I'm so angry!
No wonder Li Bai didn't recite the last two lines of this Emei Mountain Moon Song.

With her all-round little helper by my side, I no longer miss my hometown, nor my friends.

Pooh!
A dead scumbag who changes his mind when he sees a difference.

Sunge picked up a small wild fruit and threw it at Li Bai.

Looking at the half-drunk Li Bai, he reached out to catch it with precision, wiped it gently, and put it in his mouth to chew.

Li Bai: ...

How can it be so sour!

The wild fruit entered, the teeth touched lightly, the juice burst, and the endless sourness distorted Li Bai's face, wrinkled his facial features, and lost his immortal temperament.

Sun song: ╮(╯▽╰)╭

She said she was innocent, would anyone believe her?

Hahahaha!

Sunge leaned forward and backward with a smile, her laughter was hearty and generous, which was very comfortable.

People are in good spirits on happy occasions, so Sunge finished the rabbit, roasted it on the fire, and looked at the soup in the big iron pot with distraction.

Obviously she wanted to follow Li Bai, an early travel blogger, to enjoy the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers, and to become famous all over the world. Why did it end up being her own survival in the wild?

Li Bai was not annoyed by the teasing, but put the wine bag on his waist, paddled towards the shore with a paddle in his hand, and took over from Sun Ge to roast rabbits.

Although they are all mountains, each mountain has its own charm.

Dai Tianshan is Dai Tianshan, and Emeishan is Emeishan. In his eyes, they are evenly divided.

Mountains are mountains, and moons are moons.

But at this moment, he is a little confused, is the moon that he used as a white jade plate when he was young is the real moon, or is the bright moon beside him who is laughing, cursing and cursing unrestrainedly is the real moon?

It is rare in the world to be a bosom friend with my younger sister.

Li Bai looked at Sun Ge who was leaning against the tree trunk with his legs crossed and a leaf still in his mouth, and sighed plaintively.

If Dad sees it, he may spit out old blood.

"Brother, don't be half-hearted in doing things."

"The rabbit is going to be burnt." Sunge laughed lightly, quite disgusted.

Hearing this, Li Bai smiled, looked away, and turned to brush the material.

Gradually, the fragrance filled the air.

Sunge didn't know if it was the smell of meat or the smell of spices, but it was always something that made people want to stop.

After a while, the wine and food are full.

Sun Ge lazily rubbed her swollen belly, watched Li Bai tidy up the mess without complaint, and squinted her eyes.

Li Bai like this is somewhat different from the plot.

But she was happy to see such a change.

Immortals can eat wind and drink dew, but if exiled immortals drink dew and eat flower petals, they may have to listen to Li Bai's poems.

As the saying goes, too many skills don't overwhelm you.

"Brother, when do you want to leave Shu?"

Li Bai pondered for a moment, then said lightly, "It's better to hit the sun than to choose the day. Today, I'm going downstream along the Yangtze River all the way to the east. What do you think of Ah Yue?"

"Just listen to brother." Sunge yawned.

She doesn't care, the oars must be controlled by Li Bai.

She was sleepy, and she also wanted to take a nap.

In 724 AD, 24-year-old Li Bai set off from the Land of Abundance, and his life of traveling with a sword began.

Li Bai didn't know what was waiting for him, maybe he had an idea, but he was still fearless.

The night wind is gentle, the river is calm, and the boat sails slowly.

(End of this chapter)