The group pets the little fisherman, she has a lot of happy events

"It's ok."

The girl in white smiled gently, and warmed the girl in Tsing Yi's heart with endless tolerance: "I know you don't like Xianjian Villa, you don't like him, and you don't want to have any contact with the family of Xianmen, it doesn't matter, I understand, we sisters , how can I blame you."

"Your wedding reception."

The girl in green was in a state of confusion, and just about to speak, the girl in white seemed to have guessed what she was thinking, and stretched out her hand with a smile, covering her mouth.

"It doesn't matter if you don't come, I won't take it to heart."

"Xiyao."

The girl in Tsing Yi was moved, and felt a bit of reluctance: "After you marry into Xianjian Villa, there will be even fewer chances for us to meet."

"Even if we can't meet."

The girl in white's eyes flickered, implying: "I will also let you hear about me as much as possible."

"Oh?"

The girl in Tsing Yi raised her eyebrows with puzzled eyes.

"In the future, no matter what happens in the world of cultivating immortals, I will rush over there as soon as possible to refresh my sense of existence."

The girl in white blinked her eyes and smiled mischievously: "In this way, you will not be able to hear my news."

"Pfft."

It was rare for the girl in Tsing Yi to hear such an innocent and childish witticism from her friend. Instead of looking at each other for a few seconds, she couldn't hold back her laughter for a moment.

"Oh, it's not easy, Yan'er finally smiled."

The girl in white was also in a happy mood, and in the hibiscus forest, the girl's clear and sweet laughter sounded again, echoing in everyone's ears.

*
"Ye Jing dreams back to Luofu Temple, the moon is bright and the breeze sees off the guests, sitting alone in the fairy garden with nothing to do, the melodious sound of the piano enters the ghost."

The sound of the piano turns at this moment, and the picture changes accordingly.

On the rippling Weishui River, upon hearing the death of a friend, the strings of the piano snapped, and a drop of blood snaked down the broken strings, dripping on the pure white surface of the piano.

It's hard to see the old man when he is away from the war.

Only in dreams can we meet him.

*
On the stage, the young man stroked the strings, revealing a touch of sadness.

When the song ended, he didn't miss it at all, picked up the white jade lyre, and drifted away.

The auditorium was quiet and silent, and some people were holding their hearts and feeling sad, but they hadn't recovered from the hurt caused by the sound of the piano.

"Shui Xiu Wuhen is a man with a story."

"Who is he missing? Who can make him miss him dearly?"

"What should I do if I like him more? I feel a little distressed, and I really want to hug him and comfort him."

"His piano skills are as good as his paintings, if not worse."

"Such a clever and handsome man, no wonder he can paint such elegant and refined ink paintings."

"Wearing his clothes and feeling like he's by his side, it's an amazing feeling."

"If you can have a one-night tryst with her, you will have no regrets in this life."

"Love, love, I have sunk into it, unable to extricate myself."

After a brief silence, the audience gradually recovered from the sound of the piano.

The number of hot sleeve fans skyrocketed in an instant, and almost all the noble ladies showed obsessive expressions towards the unparalleled talent and beautiful boy, immersed in their own fantasy, unable to extricate themselves.

*
"Tianzi No. 1000 room, reward [-] taels of gold."

The noise off the stage also infected the nobles in the VIP box.

Different from ordinary fans who are obsessed, chasing, howling, and expressing in various poses, the nobles express their excitement in a simpler and rude way.

The reward of 1000 taels of gold caused a brief silence in the auditorium.

However, only briefly.

There are many people who are not far behind.