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(ps: On the first day it was put on the shelves, my dear friends touched Qianyu a lot! Thank you, let me cry for a while! Meh!)

In the elegant room upstairs, the door painted with silk paintings of misty and rainy mountains was tightly closed.

The touching music of silk and bamboo and the clear singing voice just now came from within.

In the elegant room, the hanging white veil danced lightly, automatically without wind.

Accompanied by a faint fragrance, from far to near, and finally stopped in front of the veil, one could vaguely see a slender figure with long sleeves draped inside the veil, wrapped in a wide white robe, flipping the folding fan in his hand, and falling from the fan The sapphire Pixiu is shining with a dazzling light curtain, and in the rapid flip, it draws arcs.

The thin lips are flaring, and the singing is quiet, with a touch of loneliness.

The silver-haired eunuch sitting beside him blew a tune, and the lingering sound lingered like a trembling phoenix-tailed bamboo.

The dancing figure gradually slowed down, the folding fan opened and covered his chest, his feet paused, and Wuqu made a closing movement!

"The young master's song and dance are really heavenly string music, so exquisite that I can't take it all in my eyes!" The silver-haired eunuch put the bamboo fungus aside, got up quickly with the hem of his robe, and took out the silk in his arms. The silk was handed up.

The corner of Xiaoyao Wang's mouth twitched, he took the silver-haired eunuch's silk, gently wiped his forehead, and teased, "Ah Sang, are you flattering yourself to slap on your own hoof? One song and one dance, the string music of the sky? Haha... This king is a song, you are praising yourself in disguise, right?"

The silver-haired eunuch, that is, the Asang in Xiaoyao Wang's mouth, paused when he heard the words, and curled his lips in grievance.Sincerely said: "How can this slave brag about himself so shamelessly? Didn't the young master say that songs do not separate families? This old slave is sincerely praising you!"

The novice Xiaoyao Wang threw the silk into the silver-haired eunuch Asang's arms, strode to the tatami and sat down, lightly raised his right hand, the silver-haired eunuch smiled and cleverly handed over the freshly brewed tea.

King Xiaoyao picked up the exquisite and small teacup and took a look. The celadon blank painting outside was so detailed that it was not inferior to the ones used in the palace.

He took a slight breath and took a sip.After a while, he shook his head and said to the silver-haired eunuch: "It's too strong! The tea is good tea, but your tea art is not up to standard, so you should practice more later, otherwise, if you make such good tea carelessly, it's really a waste of money!"

The silver-haired Ah Sang quickly bowed and nodded, "Yes, young master!"

The cup in Xiaoyao Wang's hand was pushed away, and the silver-haired Asang quickly took the teacup in his hand and put it on the low table.

This young master, the more lazy he is, the little girl is in front of him, and he has to go to pick up the teacup by himself.

Asan muttered to himself.Seeing that the pot of tea that had been brewed was declared invalid, he hurriedly asked humbly for advice: "This slave is dull. I hope the young master will show you how much tea to drink!"

"Five pieces of tea leaves are missing!" Xiaoyao Wang replied casually, leaning lazily on the tatami.

"Yes, this servant has made a note, so I'll make another pot for the young master and bring it over!" The silver-haired eunuch looked at the person on the couch and said respectfully.

Xiaoyao Wang simply lay on his back on the tatami, with his eyes closed, with a relaxed expression, and only a faint nasal voice: "Yeah!"

Asan got up from the futon.He brushed the folds of the plain robe and lifted the white curtains.Go outside.

As soon as he opened the door with his hand, he saw a white figure flashing in with a smile, his words and deeds were like the wind.

"I wonder who occupied my elder brother's elegant room, so it was you!"

Xiaoyao Wang turned sideways from the tatami, put his right elbow on the back of his head, and looked at the visitor with full attention. He always had a gentle smile on his face, watching the casual words and deeds of the girl in front of him. The indescribable willfulness and ease make people feel pleasing to the eye when they look at it.

Chen Yutong flicked the long hair on her shoulders, sat down opposite Xiaoyao Wang, and met Xiaoyao Wang's pupils, only felt that those eyes were so deep and bottomless that they were shining brightly, as if the darkest place in the bottom of her heart, Give him such a glance, and it immediately illuminates and illuminates clearly!

"Hey, have you seen enough? Your eyes are straight. Don't tell me you have x-ray eyes that can see people thoroughly?" Chen Yutong couldn't help but stare at him jokingly, being terrified by King Xiaoyao's gaze.

Xiaoyao Wang smiled charmingly, the corners of his lips curled up, a pair of peach blossom eyes flashed smartly, and he directly ignored the unclear vocabulary, and replied: "I haven't seen you for three years, Yu'er is so old that even Brother Xuan can hardly recognize it." !"

"Well, three years is not long or short, but people grow every day. I haven't seen you for three years, and you are so old that I can hardly recognize you!" Chen Yutong laughed.

"Stop!" King Xiaoyao hurriedly sat up, rolled his eyes at Chen Yutong, and said angrily, "What's wrong? This king is a man, a man!"

At the kind reminder, Chen Yutong couldn't help but hugged his stomach and giggled. The laughter was a little exaggerated, and he almost rolled on the ground.

Recalling ten years ago when he was in the palace, the ten-year-old Xiaoyao Wang Long Tingxuan was tricked by a five-year-old girl into changing into a woman's attire, with painted eyebrows and daisies, and powdered cheeks. Dressing up a handsome boy as a delicate and pretty lady made the girls in the palace think of it as a joke after dinner. Even now, it is still a scar in Xiaoyao Wang's heart.

It was a serious blow to the young heart at such a young age, do you think it is easy for him?

"Haha... I'm sorry, every time I think back to those years, Yu'er can't help but want to laugh... I really didn't mean it!" Chen Yutong smiled and patted the floor covered with bamboo mats .

"I think you did it on purpose. You said that you were only a five-year-old child back then. Why did you have such a bad stomach? It was all designed on my head!" King Xiaoyao said angrily.

"Go!" Chen Yutong muttered: "When I was young, I was so innocent. I just thought it was a waste of you not to be a woman. You didn't hear the ladies say that you are also icy and beautiful when you dress up as a woman. Is it an alluring beauty?"

Xiaoyao Wang Long Tingxuan's face suddenly became gloomy when the old embarrassing incidents were revealed.

"Okay, okay, I won't say anything, I'll shut up!" Chen Yu shrank his neck, changed the subject and asked, "Why did you come to Xianju Mansion?"

"If this king said that he only came here to see you, would you believe it?" Long Tingxuan said with a smile.

Chen Yutong lowered his head and surrendered directly: "If I am crazy, I will believe it!"

"Hahaha, why does this king think that the longer you grow, the more you go back? You don't have any demeanor that a lady in a boudoir should have. You speak carelessly and are a bit rude. Who wants you in the future!" King Xiaoyao couldn't help shaking his head.

"I don't need to worry about it, my parents don't want me to marry early!" Chen Yutong stuck out her tongue, and continued: "My second brother brought you to the elegant room?"

"Well, Yiran really has a heart, this king likes this place very much!" Long Tingxuan said.

Go, the second elder brother is borrowing flowers to offer Buddha, if the elder brother knows that his elegant room has been so ruined by others, why would he be so distressed...

Looking at the pillows pushed aside on the tatami and the chess game randomly placed in a corner, Chen Yutong decided to get this guy away as soon as possible.

"It's rare for you to come, so my sister will do her best, how about going out with you?" Chen Yutong suggested.

"Well, that's a good idea!" Xiaoyao Wang laughed. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)