Chapter 107 This Is My Strength
"Damn it, officer, you're hiding something deep!"

Liu Xie is the son of today, although Dong Zhuo has always controlled him, he should read a lot of books, and he has also dabbled in the rhythm of piano and chess.

At this time... I don't know how to describe the shock in my heart, I can only instinctively utter these two words.

But I can't figure it out, why do people say such words when they are extremely shocked?

I remember that in the past, it wouldn't be like this!

During the Three Kingdoms period, the development of temperament was quite mature, there were also many musical instruments, and there were also many masters of rhythm who wrote many songs and fus.

But times have constraints.

This modern and ancient Drunken Chibi completely broke Xiao Qiao's understanding of the rhythm.

Song...can you still sing like this?
It is unheard of to sing with such a plain but beautiful sentence and with such a soft tone.

This person...does he still have the talent to start a sect?

Could it be that he will become a saint with the same rhythm, and his name will be passed down to future generations?
Xiao Qiao pushed open the bamboo door, bright red blood dripped from the tender belly of her fingers, still flowing slowly.

On the beautiful face, the inconceivable color is undoubtedly revealed.

Are you not a general?

It's okay to be so handsome and handsome!

How can you still sing?
Don't you know the rhythm?
You do this, what do you want me to do?
what can I do?
Fortunately, you still don't know how to write, I still... I can bear it!

"Hey, you are so ignorant. If you say that this is a song written by you, I don't believe it. Where did you hear it?"

Xiao Qiao was quite nervous, and prayed secretly in her heart, it's better to hear it from other places, otherwise I will regret it to death.

In fact, she also knew that if such a song had been born long ago, it would have spread long ago.

I and Da Qiao have learned all the rhythms of the world, how can it be unknown?
Qin Lang immediately became vigilant, why is our charm so great?
I really didn't find it before!

Diao Chan is okay, she is in her early twenties this year, and she can get a marriage certificate even in modern times.

That Da Qiao is also at the age of going to college, and falling in love with someone is not considered a puppy love.

Only Sun Shangxiang, who was still a child less than ten years old, felt that he was a beast.

This Xiao Qiao is only at the age of high school, it is not an exaggeration to say that she has just reached the beginning of love, isn't she a beast?
In this day and age, Xiao Qiao has already reached the age of marriage, that's right!

But even so, I can't do it!
Even if you can do it, you can't do it!
"Ahem... The girl is right, I did hear this song written by a certain music master in another place, and I didn't write it myself!"

"Hmph, can you still be fake?!"

Little Qiaoqiong wrinkled her nose slightly, and she turned her head aside with a lot of perseverance.

My heart is bleeding!
Sister, you go and marry that pig head, how about I marry this official?
Da Qiao was more fortunate, but also more guilty.

"Sister, the image of the son in your heart is still not good, and the pig's head is also very good, he is the son of heaven!"

"elder sister!"

Xiao Qiao almost spat out a mouthful of blood, how can you comfort others like you, if he is really good, why do you still call him a pig head?
Seeing his sister getting angry in a hurry, Da Qiao looked at Qin Lang as if asking for help, feeling extremely wronged.

The blame you provoked, you bear it yourself.

If my sister is always in this mood, what if she goes to extremes?
If this is the case, as a sister, I will never feel at ease in my life.

Why don't I throw myself into the lake with my younger sister, or a wisp of white silk will be fine!

"Ah? What's none of my business?" Qin Lang pointed to himself with questioning eyes.

Let's not talk about whether I want to take Liu Xie away, but just talk about the matter in front of me. Your father has already promised Xiao Qiao to Liu Xie. Even if you want to comfort him, Liu Xie has to do it, right?

Going deeper, I am really married to you, Da Qiao. As a brother-in-law, can I comfort my sister-in-law casually?

"It's none of your business, who told you that you can't write poetry!" Da Qiao took two steps forward, winking while talking.

The obsession in my sister's heart is like this. If you quickly admit that you can't compose poetry or literature, then there will be flaws in your sister's heart.

Even if she was unwilling, she would not be so heartbroken.

You can't say this in front of Xiao Qiao, son, maybe you can understand the little girl's heart?

Is there such a tacit understanding?

Da Qiao was originally beautiful, and just walked in front of Qin Lang, a pair of beautiful eyes shone with brilliance.

It was the first time for the two to be so close, Qin Lang could even see Da Qiao's cheek, it was really as soft as jade, white and flawless.

Qin Lang had a strange feeling at this moment, and his head was a little lost.

It's not that the hero doesn't love beauties, but that the hero has a responsibility in his heart, and he can't just love one when he sees one.

Everyone has a cute and beautiful heart, and one cannot deceive instinct.

Qin Lang's head was a little messy, and he couldn't figure out the specific reason. Why was it because he couldn't compose poems, so Xiao Qiao was emotionally unstable?
If you write a poem, you can solve this problem, and it's not too difficult.

After solving the matter, and then taking Liu Xie back to Xuzhou, it can be regarded as a successful retirement.

As for the group in Wancheng, it should be regarded as a trip in ancient times, and met the legendary Er Qiao!

"Girl, don't worry, I have some accomplishments in poetry!" Qin Lang signaled Da Qiao, don't worry.

We are really not good at composing poems, but we can copy them!

"What did you say?" Xiao Qiao staggered to the ground, her heart was beating violently, she felt a burst of adrenaline all over her body, and her face flushed instantly.

This man... actually said that he is also accomplished in poetry?

also have?

"Ah? What are you accomplished? How can you be accomplished?"

Da Qiao was terrified, you can't achieve any more, you really want to force my sister to death?
But seeing Xiao Qiao's expression, Da Qiao knew that he couldn't stop it.

Now I can only pray, the son's poems are only attainable, but not high, not up to Xiao Qiao's expectations.

"Officer, don't you want to say such big words, how can your poems compare with mine?"

Liu Xie is very dissatisfied. This is the concubine that Qiao's father promised me. What kind of poems are you writing there?

This little Qiao is looking at you like a little girl, how can I feel so embarrassed?

It just so happens that Xiao Qiao loves poetry and prose, which is my forte!
Xiao Qiao was in a state of excitement, when Liu Xie interrupted her, she almost picked up a stone and hit him with flowers all over her head.

You are a pig, what is the use of being able to write poems, no matter how good your poems are, if you think about you, you will lose all artistic conception.

Da Qiao had an unexpected surprise, this was really a turn of events, "Oh? Your Majesty will too?"

After all, it is His Majesty, so there should be some real materials!

Da Qiao quickly tugged Xiao Qiao's arm, she is the emperor, please show some face.

Xiao Qiao thought about it, and suddenly had some thoughts.

In case Liu Xie really wrote good poems and made my sister fall in love with her, wouldn't I be able to change with my sister?
This is also possible!

"Since my sister is so interested, let him do it!"

Liu Xie squinted at Qin Lang, quite provocatively, "Officer, listen up!"

(End of this chapter)

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