Chapter 251
Shengjing.
One night, a famous singer named Mu Changge appeared in Zuixinfang.
It is said that this woman, with her beautiful eyebrows, covered her face with a plain gauze, danced all over the city, and sang for three days.In order to get a glimpse of this beauty, the noble son of Shengjing broke through the gate of Zuixinfang.
In just two days, everyone in Shengjing knew the name of Mu Changge.
It's night, in Zuixin Square.
The bustard in the workshop entered the embroidery pavilion waving a handkerchief in a coquettish attitude.
Sitting in front of the mirror dressing table in the pavilion is a woman in a pink gauze skirt. She covers her face with a piece of plain gauze embroidered with acacia flowers, revealing only a pair of beautiful eyes, and her eyebrows are as delicate and graceful as a painting.
"Changge, the guests are here, are you ready?" The bustard looked happy and couldn't hide her joy. Since Mu Changge came to her, she has made a fortune every day in just two days. , this woman is her God of Wealth.
The woman who called Mu Changge put down the wooden comb in her hand and stood up, saying: "Ready, please trouble mom to invite my luthier over here, and I will tell him the score."
"Okay." The old bustard responded and went out of the room. She has been running Zuixinfang for so many years, and she has never seen a girl so talented. Her songs have never been seen before. very.
Not long after, a simple and elegant man in white came to the embroidery pavilion with a stringed qin in his arms.
As soon as the man saw Mu Changge, he complained: "If the third brother wakes up and finds out that you are hanging out in such a place, do you think he will go around me?"
The person dressed by the luthier is Ye Mohan.
And this Mu Changge is none other than Meng Qinghuan in disguise.In order to lure Xiao Jingliang here, this was Meng Qinghuan's idea.
For this reason, Ye Mohan has complained many times.
When Meng Qinghuan thought of Ye Junli, who was still lying lifeless in the Taiji Palace, her heart was astringent, and she began to feel pain.
But for a moment, she suppressed the astringency in her eyes, raised her head and glanced at Ye Mohan, and said with a smile, "Your Highness, please ask for blessings."
The corners of Ye Mohan's lips twitched, full of helplessness. He was not joking and said seriously: "I just got the news that Mu Changge has aroused Xiao Jingliang's curiosity. If there is no accident, he will show up tonight."
Meng Qinghuan's eyes were shining strangely, and he said in a cold voice: "Then let him come and go."
Ye Mohan nodded, and immediately sat down on the piano table beside her, and asked her, "What song are you going to sing today?"
Because Meng Qinghuan's songs are quite special, and only he, who is proficient in temperament, can compose a suitable song after hearing her sing it once. Before going on stage, he needs to be familiar with the songs sung by Meng Qinghuan.
"Li Shang." Meng Qinghuan's cold voice echoed him, and immediately turned around to look at the moonlight outside the window, and the quiet and desolate singing sounded slowly.
"The night is sleepless, the cold moon is shining, dancing and playing shadows to lift the boudoir curtain. In the dream, your face is confusing your eyes. Whose tears dye the pen and inkstone, and the thousand strands of silk and snow are in the sky. A few pieces of the bronze mirror are broken, half of the hairpin is broken, the past is broken and there is no sound, and there is no sound, and the love is in front of the rivers and lakes. Looking back for thousands of years, I will never tire in this life!"
Listening to her singing, Ye Mohan couldn't help but twitch his brows slightly, his eyes stared deeply at Meng Qinghuan's sad back, for some reason, he always felt that she seemed to have something on her mind.
He closed his eyes, immediately plucked a few strings, and said softly: "Does that sound like this?" He played the song that Meng Qinghuan had just sung based on his memory.
Meng Qinghuan sat in front of the window, propped her head on one hand and closed her eyes, listening to the music played by Ye Mohan. The melancholy and desolate sound of the piano made her feel melancholy. In a trance, she seemed to feel that someone was caressing her. The face, gentle, loving, that breath, that feeling, are so familiar.
She opened her eyes subconsciously, and saw Ye Junli beside her was emitting a dazzling light, and her bewitching eyes were full of affection, looking at her intensely and fieryly.
"Ye Junli." Meng Qinghuan threw herself into his arms with open arms, hugged him tightly, tears kept flowing out like threads, and drenched his clothes.
"Xiao Jiu." The soft voice was filled with endless love, he looked down at the tear stains on the face of the woman in his arms, his eyes were instantly stained with mist, he kissed her eyes lightly, swallowed her Tears softly said: "Don't cry, I will feel bad."
Hearing these words, Meng Qinghuan cried even more sadly, tears could not stop like a fountain.Ye Junli suddenly hugged her tightly, and kissed her intensely with cool lips, the sound of the piano around was sad, they were lingering and inseparable from each other like falling into the sea of clouds.
"I released Li Baobao's soul, and Li Shang is an ancient song, you can listen to it if you like it.The update is the same as the previous four updates, is it still slow?It means that I have grown up, and the baby is suffering...》
(End of this chapter)
Shengjing.
One night, a famous singer named Mu Changge appeared in Zuixinfang.
It is said that this woman, with her beautiful eyebrows, covered her face with a plain gauze, danced all over the city, and sang for three days.In order to get a glimpse of this beauty, the noble son of Shengjing broke through the gate of Zuixinfang.
In just two days, everyone in Shengjing knew the name of Mu Changge.
It's night, in Zuixin Square.
The bustard in the workshop entered the embroidery pavilion waving a handkerchief in a coquettish attitude.
Sitting in front of the mirror dressing table in the pavilion is a woman in a pink gauze skirt. She covers her face with a piece of plain gauze embroidered with acacia flowers, revealing only a pair of beautiful eyes, and her eyebrows are as delicate and graceful as a painting.
"Changge, the guests are here, are you ready?" The bustard looked happy and couldn't hide her joy. Since Mu Changge came to her, she has made a fortune every day in just two days. , this woman is her God of Wealth.
The woman who called Mu Changge put down the wooden comb in her hand and stood up, saying: "Ready, please trouble mom to invite my luthier over here, and I will tell him the score."
"Okay." The old bustard responded and went out of the room. She has been running Zuixinfang for so many years, and she has never seen a girl so talented. Her songs have never been seen before. very.
Not long after, a simple and elegant man in white came to the embroidery pavilion with a stringed qin in his arms.
As soon as the man saw Mu Changge, he complained: "If the third brother wakes up and finds out that you are hanging out in such a place, do you think he will go around me?"
The person dressed by the luthier is Ye Mohan.
And this Mu Changge is none other than Meng Qinghuan in disguise.In order to lure Xiao Jingliang here, this was Meng Qinghuan's idea.
For this reason, Ye Mohan has complained many times.
When Meng Qinghuan thought of Ye Junli, who was still lying lifeless in the Taiji Palace, her heart was astringent, and she began to feel pain.
But for a moment, she suppressed the astringency in her eyes, raised her head and glanced at Ye Mohan, and said with a smile, "Your Highness, please ask for blessings."
The corners of Ye Mohan's lips twitched, full of helplessness. He was not joking and said seriously: "I just got the news that Mu Changge has aroused Xiao Jingliang's curiosity. If there is no accident, he will show up tonight."
Meng Qinghuan's eyes were shining strangely, and he said in a cold voice: "Then let him come and go."
Ye Mohan nodded, and immediately sat down on the piano table beside her, and asked her, "What song are you going to sing today?"
Because Meng Qinghuan's songs are quite special, and only he, who is proficient in temperament, can compose a suitable song after hearing her sing it once. Before going on stage, he needs to be familiar with the songs sung by Meng Qinghuan.
"Li Shang." Meng Qinghuan's cold voice echoed him, and immediately turned around to look at the moonlight outside the window, and the quiet and desolate singing sounded slowly.
"The night is sleepless, the cold moon is shining, dancing and playing shadows to lift the boudoir curtain. In the dream, your face is confusing your eyes. Whose tears dye the pen and inkstone, and the thousand strands of silk and snow are in the sky. A few pieces of the bronze mirror are broken, half of the hairpin is broken, the past is broken and there is no sound, and there is no sound, and the love is in front of the rivers and lakes. Looking back for thousands of years, I will never tire in this life!"
Listening to her singing, Ye Mohan couldn't help but twitch his brows slightly, his eyes stared deeply at Meng Qinghuan's sad back, for some reason, he always felt that she seemed to have something on her mind.
He closed his eyes, immediately plucked a few strings, and said softly: "Does that sound like this?" He played the song that Meng Qinghuan had just sung based on his memory.
Meng Qinghuan sat in front of the window, propped her head on one hand and closed her eyes, listening to the music played by Ye Mohan. The melancholy and desolate sound of the piano made her feel melancholy. In a trance, she seemed to feel that someone was caressing her. The face, gentle, loving, that breath, that feeling, are so familiar.
She opened her eyes subconsciously, and saw Ye Junli beside her was emitting a dazzling light, and her bewitching eyes were full of affection, looking at her intensely and fieryly.
"Ye Junli." Meng Qinghuan threw herself into his arms with open arms, hugged him tightly, tears kept flowing out like threads, and drenched his clothes.
"Xiao Jiu." The soft voice was filled with endless love, he looked down at the tear stains on the face of the woman in his arms, his eyes were instantly stained with mist, he kissed her eyes lightly, swallowed her Tears softly said: "Don't cry, I will feel bad."
Hearing these words, Meng Qinghuan cried even more sadly, tears could not stop like a fountain.Ye Junli suddenly hugged her tightly, and kissed her intensely with cool lips, the sound of the piano around was sad, they were lingering and inseparable from each other like falling into the sea of clouds.
"I released Li Baobao's soul, and Li Shang is an ancient song, you can listen to it if you like it.The update is the same as the previous four updates, is it still slow?It means that I have grown up, and the baby is suffering...》
(End of this chapter)
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