Although Xiao Yin is beautiful, Wu Qizhe wants to see the person who plays Xiao. Just when everyone is immersed in the wonderful fairy music, he goes back to the courtyard looking for Xiao Yin.

Under the moonlight, a graceful figure sits on the top branch of the tree and shakes gently with the breeze. It seems that there is no weight at all. It is a kind of supernatural existence.

Wu Qizhe's heart can't help but jump, a kind of indescribable taste, like an electric shock to flow all over the body.

The delicate and lustrous plump red Chunqi, Yuxiao moved away, xiaoyindunzhi.

When Wu Qizhe met his deep and clear eyes, bright as stars, which seemed to hide thousands of words, but he didn't know who to tell, his world and life seemed to have completely changed.

The fairy's coming down to earth is not enough to compare with this strange woman who is famous for her Xiaoyi! Her temperament is pure and refined, not cannibal; The beauty of the jade is not square, the beauty of the jade is beautiful, the moon is closed and the flowers are shy; His body is perfect and elegant, but it's just that he doesn't dare to have fancy, for fear of profaning his holiness.

KOUZHONG, xuziling, Wangtong and Ouyang Xiyi were the first to feel that they wanted to see Shi Qingxuan's peerless beauty.

With a soft sigh, she heard a sweet, pure and soft female voice, which could not be described in any words. "Qingxuan was ordered by her mother to play a song for the two Shibi. After this, Qingxuan went away."

People have gone, only the remaining sound around.

Ouyang Xiyi's powerful eyes also showed a gentle color, and he said in a high voice: "qingxuanxian and so on, how come you don't see each other, so that uncle can see how much you look like xiuxin?"

Kou Zhong and Xu Ziling looked at each other and said in the same voice, "where's big brother?"

Xu Ziling said enviously, "I'm going to chase that strange woman Shi Qingxuan. It's a pity that I'm not as good at lightness as my elder brother. Otherwise, I'd like to see Shi Qingxuan."

"You're a fool. You're always in a good mood. You're moved." Kou Zhong joked.

"No one has seen it. I don't care." Xu Ziling rolled his eyes.

"When big brother comes back, let him talk to us." Kou Zhong took Xu Ziling on the shoulder and said with a bad smile.

In the courtyard, after Shi Qingxuan's resistance, BA fenghan didn't want to fight again and left with Fu Junyu. Of course, no one dared to stop them.

.....

Knowing that someone is chasing her, Shi Qingxuan turns left and turns right, but she can't get rid of the figure behind her.

After running for more than half an hour, Shi Qingxuan finally stops and walks into the deep valley among the mountains and forests.

Wu Qizhe followed him into the valley, what a beautiful picture came into view.

A fresh and elegant Shi Qingxuan is sitting on a stone beside the stream. A pair of white and spotless jade feet are washing in the stream, gently swinging. The jade flute is casually placed beside her, looking up at the moon.

"Moth snow willow golden thread. Laughter is full of fragrance. But in the crowd once and again, I look for her in vain. Suddenly looking back, the man is in the dim light Wu Qizhe whispered, and then sat on a stone a little farther away from her.

Shi Qingxuan's jade cheek is moved. It seems that she didn't expect that her pursuer is still such a talented poet. She looks at each other and looks at each other a little more. A gentle and simple voice rings out: "I don't know why this young man has been chasing Qingxuan."

"I have made it very clear that you are the one I am looking for." Wu Qizhe stares at Shi Qingxuan's flawless face. Shi Qingxuan blushes, but she is rarely looked at like this by men. She can't help but stare back at each other and says, "don't you think it's too much to say that you're so frivolous when you first meet me

"Do you have one?" Wu Qizhe said sincerely, "I just send out my love and stop calling. I don't dare to be the slightest abrupt beauty."

"You were just rude." Shi Qingxuan said: "when I met for the first time, I wrote such a poem."

"I'm sorry. I have feelings. I hope you can understand me, Qingxuan." Wu Qizhe is very depressed. He doesn't mean that once he recites Tang poetry and Song poetry, this ancient beauty would throw herself into her arms. Why doesn't it seem like this.

"If you can write a poem, I will forgive you for your abruptness and ask me to write the title." Shi Qingxuan made a meditation costume and looked up at the natural bright moon. She pointed to the moon and said, "I want you to make a poem for me with the moon as the scenery. If you can't do it, it means that your poem is copied from others."

As soon as Wu Qizhe pondered, he had a draft and said in a loud voice, "when will the moon come? Ask Qingtian about the wine. I don't know what season it would be in the heavens on this night. I want to take advantage of the wind to go back, but I'm afraid the tall buildings will be too cold. Dancing to clear the shadow, it's like being in the world.... "

If Shi Qingxuan's expression is calm in the first two sentences, at the beginning of the third sentence, she can't help being moved by Yu Jia. She is good at Xiao Ji, and she also dabbles in poetry and ode, but her talent is relatively low.

But listening to Wu Qizhe's poems, his eyes changed from surprise, admiration to admiration, and a little worship.

"... turn to Zhuge, low Qi house, no sleep. Why does the moon tend to be full when people are apart? People may have sorrow or joy, be near or far apart, the moon may be dim or bright, wax or wane, This has been going on since the beginning of time. I hope people will live a long time and enjoy the beautiful life together When Wu Qizhe chanted the last sentence, he gave Shi Qingxuan a deep look.

Shi Qingxuan's pretty face is scarlet and his feelings are gentle. Is he a poem for me? No, Daimei is slightly frowning. It's not like a poem. No matter what, it's just as beautiful and touching and intoxicating.

"Qingxuan, I wonder if you are still satisfied." Wu Qizhe looks at Shi Qingxuan expectantly.

Shi Qingxuan's dimple bloomed: "Ci is very good, but you didn't follow my request. I asked you to write poetry, not CI."

Wu Qizhe said with a smile, "there's a difference. Just like it."

"Who says I like it." Shi Qingxuan gave him a wrong look and sighed: "it's a pity that there's no pen and paper, or I'll write it down right away."

Wu Qizhe flattered him and said, "it doesn't matter. As long as Qingxuan wants to hear it, I can recite it in your ear."

"No way." "I like to be free, but I don't like to be around someone," Shi Qingxuan said with a rosy cheek

"So." Wu Qizhe deliberately showed a sad expression.

Shi Qingxuan smiles with a smile: "but you are an exception. You can come to Youlin Xiaozhu to find me when you have time." After a pause, he said, "I haven't known your name for a long time."

"My name is Wu Qizhe. I hope Miss Qingxuan will remember." Wu Qizhe said with a smile.

"Wu Qizhe." Shi Qingxuan looked at him suspiciously and said, "you are the king of Wu, Wu Qizhe, the general of the Sui court in Jiangnan?"

"So it is." Wu Qizhe admits directly.

"There are some accidents, but don't think you can force Qingxuan to do anything just because you have the status of a king." Shi Qingxuan gently bites his silver teeth and warns( Please support me a lot. I hope you can come to the starting point to subscribe in the future. The starting point is the first legitimate edition. The author can get the most revenue. Please subscribe, recommend tickets, reward, collection and book review. Thank you. The latest book group: 62208898)

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