The Transmigrated Farming Girl

Cui'er pressed Xiaoyu's wrist, "Niang Niang, you're so powerful. I'm almost asleep. I feel comfortable in the mountains."

"Ha, you say my music is a lullaby? "That's terrible?" Xiaoyu played a trick on purpose.

"No, it's not. Maidservant doesn't mean that. Don't get me wrong." Cui'er is busy explaining. She's almost kneeling.

"Well, I'm teasing you." Xiaoyu smiles.

Xuanyuan Qi curiously looked at several plates and bowls in front of him, some of which were still filled with vegetables, which was amazing.

"Xiaoyu, how did you do it?" He also picked up chopsticks and tried to knock them.

But in addition to the sound of chopsticks and bowls, it is also the sound of chopsticks and bowls.

"Well, I think it's very gifted." Xiaoyu answered perfunctorily, of course, it's not out of thin air. She watched it on TV and signed up to learn it. After learning it for a long time, she is the best at this song.

Just because she likes it very much, every time she hears it, the whole person will feel empty and comfortable.

"Pa pa pa..." downstairs applause, "dare to ask upstairs who play piano, may appear?"

In the middle of the jury, a refined 50 year old man stood up and arched his hand.

Bai Yu knocked on the fan, "brother Dongfang, who do you think it will be?" Others don't know. As the owner of the white jade Pavilion, he naturally knows who the people in the room are.

"I don't know!" Know also don't tell you, East night Xuan seem to pass through the wall, saw that beautiful matchless, pregnant with his child of woman.

"Cut, stingy, don't say I ask myself." Behind his hands, Bai Yu took care of the door and went to the next room.

In fact, Bai Yu and Xuanyuan Qi are similar in character. They are both smiling tigers. They are gentle in appearance and ruthless in secret.

However, it is because of the similarity that Bai Yu and Xuanyuan Qi can not be friends, but they still know each other.

"Bai Jia Bai Yu asks to see you!" Respectfully arched at the door, no way, there is still a row of people standing at the door.

Dongfang yexuan just stood up and slowly sat down again. He couldn't... just go by like this. He wasn't afraid of drinking Xuanyuan Qi, but he was worried that light rain would hurt his body.

He held the glass on the table and pinched it to pieces.

"Come in." Xuanyuanqi motioned xiaoliuzi to lean against the door.

"Thank you, Emperor." Bai Yu stepped into the door and looked at the people in the room quickly. He saw that even if she was in a wheelchair, she was pregnant, and she was not less beautiful.

"Bai Yu has seen the emperor."

"Well." Xuanyuanqi motioned for him to straighten up.

Cui'er went to the window and said, "my master is inconvenient. Please forgive me. Let's continue."

Seeing that it's just a maid, people at the bottom have different thoughts.

A judge stood up and said, "since your master doesn't want to show up, can you tell me what instrument is playing?"

Cui'er turns her head and Xiaoyu nods slightly. "It's the most common chopsticks!" Cui'er spoke out with pride.

All the people at the bottom were stunned and wanted to ask again, but the maid had already left the window.

When Bai Yu heard this, he forgot to close his mouth and opened it wide: "chopsticks and bowls?"

How is that possible?

Is there anything special about these bowls and chopsticks? But it's usually used in their shop!

"White feather... Does it mean white feather?" Xiaoyu asked curiously.

Bai Yu

"I remember a word like this: leave me a white feather to divide the tiger bamboo. The white feather inside refers to the white feather fan." Xiaoyu looks at it innocently and curiously.