Mrs. Hua Yi

Chapter 367: Moon Song (2)
"Miss, the hundred-day red snow is also blooming, why don't you sit in the warm pavilion and caress the tune, and you will enter the Huainan palace in a few days, if you are not familiar with it, how will you win the trust of the Huainan king?" Shui Su reminded, deep in her heart Feeling distressed like a tide, Miss is really not easy, entering the Huainan palace, you have to face more than one difficult master, how to get out safely, and find the culprit for the master of Fang, you are not a three-headed and six-armed person, Can you bear it?

Ku Yi nodded and smiled slightly: "Thanks for your reminder, I haven't played the song "Moon Palace Song" properly, no matter how proficient I am, I really can't play it well. For a master of piano music like the King of Huainan, if he doesn't have a good song, he dare not play it." offered."

After finishing speaking, he sighed faintly: "Unexpectedly, I, Xiao Yao, would also like King Qu Mei."

"Miss is not Qu Mei, but she just wants to get close to Huainan King and secretly eradicate the person who repairs fish and ploughs, especially the beloved concubine Ruyi, I don't know what kind of powerful character she is. Miss went there, and there was no one to help us. You are all worried, miss, you should think of a way, how to contact us, Liu Ling will never let you be free." Shui Su put on the big red plum blossom cloak for her, while said worriedly.

Kuyi tied the red tassels with her own hands, while thinking for a long time, she said: "There will be a solution, don't worry, at least the little black monster knows how to find me."

Shui Su naturally said, and relaxed a little, Lu Yu Jiangnan Sword Lord, looking at Jianghu, there are definitely not many people who are his opponents, and it is more than enough to protect the young lady secretly.

The two brought a xylophone, which was a gift from Fang Yi. The bitter chrysanthemums with the same texture bloomed in various shapes and styles, and the colors were as vivid as life, which is breathtaking.

A good piano with a good tune is to live up to the strings and sound.

The red snow in a hundred days really bloomed in full bloom.

Its flowers are as large as a jade plate, red as snow, blooming in the snow, and brilliant in the spring. Compared with the winter jasmine, it adds more spring breath. When it falls, spring ends.

Qintai Xiangdun has been set up in the warm pavilion, surrounded by brocade and only transparent glass curtains, which not only block the wind, but also allow you to see the beautiful scenery outside. The scenery is beautiful and beautiful.

The flowers bloom well, are also fragrant, and more beautiful.

Shuisu brought a five-color incense burner, lit the incense, and the incense burner rotated flowers, each of which was as bright as spring, adding the warmth of spring. In addition, there is this warm room incense burner. With it, the room temperature is soft and crispy, and there is no feeling of winter.

Bitter Job's tears have always been serious and afraid of the cold. With these warm winter items, I suddenly feel that winter can also be designed with spring splendor, beautiful flowers and colors, better people, long-lasting love, and a quiet heart.

Twisting the strings with your fingers, a piece of "Moon Palace Song" is like a bright moon and a breeze, blowing down suddenly, cutting through the silent time and space, giving the warm pavilion a layer of bright moonlight, and reflecting the flowers like the light of glass.

Shui Su was stunned when he heard that, until he saw someone coming in through the curtain, Fang raised his head and smiled brightly: "Young Master Yu is here, please sit down."

While talking, he backed out of the curtain, closed the curtain, and left with a smile.

Recently, Mr. Yu has become more and more attached to the young lady, as if not seeing each other every day is like three autumns. After a long time, he finally let go of the other half in his heart and accommodated the beautiful figure of the young lady, right?
Shuisu left, and the pavilion was quiet and beautiful.

The two looked at each other, moved away, faced each other, and moved away again, as if the frightened eyes could not bear the tenderness in each other's eyes, and only by avoiding and calming down can they talk safely.

Lu Yu sat down opposite her, held the jasper flute in his hand, and said indifferently: "Girl, I once promised you to play a piece with your qin and flute. This song Moon Palace is also suitable. I have heard you play it a few times. I have also learned the same thing, how about playing a piece together?"

(End of this chapter)