Evil Concubine from Heaven: The Amazing Seventh Miss

The beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, swept their eyes and gloated. Looking at their su Changxue, they opened their lips and exhaled like orchids. The beautiful voice like the singing of Yellow Warblers suddenly rose, the breeze blew and the ink hair flew“ Peach blossom nunnery in peach blossom stronghold, Peach Blossom Fairy under peach blossom nunnery. The Peach Blossom Fairy planted peach trees and picked peach flowers for wine... "When she opened her mouth, many people were stunned. The chopsticks of the diners fell to the ground, and the eyes of the chatters stared into copper plates“ When drunk, I only sit among the flowers. When drunk, I come to spend my sleep. Half drunk and half awake, day after day, flowers bloom and fall year after year. I wish I could die of old age in the flower wine room and would not bow in front of cars and horses. The rich are interested in traveling, the rich are interested in drinking, and the poor are interested in drinking... "Murong Che's drinking action is frozen and incredible. Looking at the gorgeous people in Taichung, his mind is myriad. Su Changxue has already flushed with anger. She gnashes her teeth and stares at the originator. Su Changyue blames her. Su Changle's mother is the best in the world. How can her daughter be bad“ If you compare wealth to poverty, one in the flat and the other in the sky. If you compare flowers and wine to cars and horses, he has to drive me away. Others laugh that I'm too crazy. I laugh that others can't see through. There are no tombs of heroes in the five tombs, no flowers, no wine, hoeing fields. " It was silent and the whole audience was silent. Everyone was stunned and stared at Su Changle. Her eyes were burning. How could such a poem be made by a waste? Even if she could not condense her spiritual strength, it did not mean that she was still unable to do anything in other aspects“ Back to the emperor, this is the poem of the minister's daughter. " The emperor's expression was a little stiff and half a ring. He didn't come back until the queen pushed him. He looked up and laughed. The vigorous laughter echoed through the sky and echoed in the courtyard wall, "good, good, good. Others laugh at me for being too crazy. Good, Chang Le girl, you are worthy of being a child of Zhu Mian. This poem is the first, you, no doubt!" Although she was not convinced, her poetry was gorgeous, which was a fact of iron clank. She felt that Su Changxue was angry all over. Su Changxiu quickly smiled and comforted, "three sisters, it's all right. There are still two games behind here. Your dancing and archery are among the best in our country." Hum, too, Su Changle, I don't believe you can be so lucky every time. Most of the participants in the talent competition were women. Except for dancing swords and swords, it was good for men from Wufu family to have a little ink in their stomach. Even murongche didn't participate in this game. It's just... Pick your eyebrows and look at Murong Jing sitting behind the Guqin. The king and Murong Che are both queens. They look quite similar, but they are more gentle than Murong Che's rebellious momentum. They are Pianpian childe and as gentle as jade. As a child, King Jing had a good relationship with Su Changle. Later, King Jing was taken away by his master, and the relationship between the two became estranged“ My courtiers made a fool of themselves first. " He nodded slightly, raised the corner of his robe and sat down. His slender fingers covered the slender strings. "Shin -" although it was only a monosyllabic, he could hear his good piano skills“ Shin, shin, Shin - "the melodious sound of the piano slowly overflowed from his fingers, like an ancient and mysterious note. People listening to it yearned for it. The sound of the piano was high and low. For a moment, it was like thousands of horses galloping, and for a moment, it was like the snow passing by, pale and quiet... Suddenly, the sound of the piano stopped suddenly, and everything began again“ WOW! " Thunderous applause broke out one after another, and the whole ear wanted to be deaf. Murong Jing's eyebrows were full of clear and moist, and his thin lips were filled with a smile. "I'm laughing because my king's piano skills are not good."“ You're welcome, my Lord. My Qin skill is the best in the world. My talent is the first. According to my minister, it's the Lord. "