Chapter 52: Pick

Murong Yu couldn't help but hold his hand with his hand and sit at the wooden table in the room. In order to protect her, she always insisted on living in a room with her. Although this time, Yun Yunxuan has always treated Murong with courtesy, and even changed the coldness of the past, and pleased her everywhere. But Murong’s shadow in his heart has been lingering.
Murong 芷 见 见 见 见 跃 跃 跃 跃 跃 跃 跃 跃 跃 跃 跃 跃 跃 跃 跃 跃 跃 跃 跃 跃 跃 跃 跃 跃 跃 跃 跃Murong 芷 芷 眶 眶 眶 眶 眶 芷 芷 芷 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕She didn't even dare to run away, fearing that he would hurt the person closest to him. In the heart of Murong Yu, there is no such thing as Yun Yunyixuan can't do. She was full of hatred for him, but had to be coerced by him, Murong sighed helplessly.
Jin Yunyue took a cloth bag from the carriage and had a long bag. He opened the bag and turned it into a piano bag with a piano. He carefully took out the piano in the piano bag, laid it flat on the table, and his face was not in line with his identity. He laughed at the singer: "I heard that the princess has a good piano and can he slap a song for the general?" So let the generals worship the princess more."
Murong’s proud face is full of sorrow:
This palace is not a geisha geisha, the general wants to listen to the piano, and can go to the fireworks.
Xiaoyun Yuexuan bowed his head and smiled:
Well, this general is a song. Male geisha, let the generals put a song for the princess. The poems have a cloud: 窈窕 lady, 琴瑟友."
Jin Yun Yue Xuan sat on his side, gracefully swaying his long arms, slender fingers and jumping on the strings. He sang with the sound of the piano: "There is a beautiful person, you can't forget it. One day you don't see it, you think it's crazy. Fengfei is soaring, and the sea is asking for the phoenix. There is no such thing as a beautiful woman, not in the east wall. When you see Xu Wei, comforting me. May I have a match with Deyi, and I will join hands to fight. I am not allowed to fly, so that I am dying." The sound of the piano is high, the song is mournful and low, and the two actually complement each other. , Zhulian United. Murong sighed and couldn't help but hear into God.
叱云跃轩 played a song, seeing Murong stunned and intoxicated, gently walked over and whispered in her ear: "Is the princess conquered by the general's piano?"
Murong Yu was fascinated and shocked. She returned to God, and took a step back with anger: "General Yunyun is emulating Sima Xiangru, a song "Feng Qiu Huang" Qin pick Zhuo Wenjun? Unfortunately, the general is not Sima Xiangru, the palace Nor is that Zhuo Wenjun."
Jinyun Yuexuan confidently smiled and said: "This general has won the Sima Xiangru. When the general has not played "Feng Qiu Huang", did the princess run away with the general?"
Murong’s gaze fell on the guqin and dissatisfied with his mouth:
The two are willing, and that is called elopement. The general you are holding, or plundering. Sima Xiangru has no coercion.
The appearance of Yunyun Yuexuan is dignified and elegant, but the tone is full of scorpion: "There are all elopement anyway, how can there be so much attention? How is the princess not willing? Is this general going to take care of the people?
What about the princess's foster mother? Or... tune in the sardine hoe? ""You..." Murong condensed this to know why other people would say: Xiu Cai encountered a soldier, and he could not tell.
Murong Yu condensed on the guqin's last pair of apricot eyes, and suddenly flashed the brilliance. She gently stroked the body with her hand and looked at it carefully. The body is soft and graceful, and the texture of the paulownia naturally exudes a faint green halo, while the lower part of the body uses a relatively fine-grained eucalyptus.
Murong’s eyes were even more glamorous. She was so intoxicated, looked down and looked at it, and ordered Yun Yunyue to say:
The general turned over the piano for the palace, and the palace wanted to look at the bottom of the piano.
There are infinite pets in Yue Xuan’s eyes. He lifts the piano and let the bottom of the piano condense toward Murong.
Murong Yu slammed his feathers and his eyes were very focused. In one of the overtone holes in the bottom of the piano, you can clearly see the inside of the body, engraved with four words: "Tongluo Jingjing".
Murong screamed and exclaimed: "This is actually "green scorpion", it is really the "green scorpion" of Sima Changqing!" 叱云跃轩 is very interesting, with Murong 芷 凝 watching the "green 绮" Eyes, watching her: "This general hopes that he is a "green scorpion", can win the attention of the princess. The princess is really good eyesight, no wonder Tuobalan and the general said that the princess is obsessed with "green scorpion."
Murong’s confusing gaze fell from the
green scorpion
to the face of 叱云跃轩. She thought thoughtfully:
How did the general get this piano? This piano, wouldn’t it be a son? "Yun Yun Yue Xuan gently put the piano back on the table: "The princess is really clever, this is the piano of the son of the son." Murong smashed the apricot eye: "You... are you hard to grab someone else's piano?"

叱云跃轩's face grievance: "How is it hard to grab? The general gave him 20,000 tickets." Murong sighed and sighed: "The gentleman does not win people's love, what is the difference between you and robbing?" "叱云跃轩 low eyebrows and pleasing to the eye: "The general hastily rushed out, not much silver, waiting for the general to return to Huayan, and then send some silver to the son. Good piano also pays attention to the fate, such a peerless The famous piano, only in the hands of the princess, will not bury its Huacai?"
Murong screamed angrily and smashed Yun Yunyue’s chest with a punch: "You are a good slap in the face. Even the son of a son has a lot of money, how can he feel sad?" 叱云跃轩 softly appeased: "The kind of person Favorite, it’s still silver. Don’t worry, this general won’t lose him. Who told me that my little cat likes this piano.
Murong sighed and angered him:
The palace also likes the moon and stars in the sky. There is a general who has taken the book for the palace."
叱云跃轩 touched the back of the head and pretend to be difficult: "The princess wants a lot of things, and the generals have been offered one by one. Yes, the last time the princess said that he wanted to be a queen, the general first let the princess After doing the queen, go pick the moon." "This palace does not want to be a queen." "This is what the princess said, then honestly be a general lady!" "..."
Murong Yu Ning once again put the obsessive look on the "green scorpion", she gently stroked, loved it, forbearance
Can't help but move the strings. She picks the strings in her right hand, presses her left hand, and sways up and down. The action is skillful, the finger position is precise, and the wonderful music sounds like a phoenix.
Yan Yun Yue Xuan slightly closed his charming peach eyes, listening to the heart like the nine-day Xianle. He secretly admired the skills of Murong's condensate, and with the sound of Murong's condensed piano, whispered softly: "Phoenix is ​​flying, 翙翙其羽, also set love, also Fu Yutian. Phoenix 矣, Yu Bigao Oka. Indus oysters, in the Chaoyang."
Murong 芷 芷 完 , , , , , , , , 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕 慕Dare to ask the princess, how many meanings do you have here? The princess wants to follow the example of this general with "Phoenix Yufei"? Who is picking the piano?"
Murong slammed his mouth with dissatisfaction: "This "Phoenix is ​​flying", is there any story that the palace does not know?" Out: "The princess's master is certainly not very embarrassed to tell the princess, the phoenix and the phoenix, the male and the female, and the two gods, will be like the men and women in love, in the air. The princess is suggesting the general?"
Murong Yu was so shy that his cheeks were red, and he could not find a place to hide. She thought that Yu Yun Yue Xuan was a rough man who would only take the troops to fight. I did not expect that he not only played the piano very well, but also was very good at it.
Xiaoyun Yuexuan looked at Murong’s sullen and shoddy self-confidence, and smugly laughed out:
Right, this song will only be played to the generals after listening to the song.
Yun Yunyue Xuan casually misinterpreted the resignation. Murong will be stunned.
The night gradually deepened, and Murong stunned and stood in fear, lying on his back. Yu Yun Yue Xuan behind her, pulled her into the bed and gently embraced her arms. Murong Yu struggled and refused to cooperate. The gentle and low voice of Yunyun Yuexuan was full of danger: "Don't struggle, the more you struggle, the more dangerous."
The long arm ring of Yunyun Yuexuan was on the waist of Murong, and her head was pressed against her back neck. His breathing was gently and regularly swept through Murong’s ear, and Murong’s was stabbing in the back. Murong Yujing reminded me of the fierce and brutal and ruthlessness of Yu Yunyue.
Murong’s body swayed involuntarily, and Yunyun Yuexuan took her first night rudely, cruelly imprinted her mark on her body, and forced her to drink a thick medicinal juice. Everything, like a lantern, kept lingering in Murong’s mind.
叱云跃轩 seems to feel the horror of Murong’s condensate, softly softly said:
Is the princess dreaming again? Don’t be afraid, this general will not hurt you.
He gently put his body on it, Murong condensed but resisted Shrinking inside.
Yan Yan was in the royal study room, anxiously waiting for the embassy of the summer marriage proposal to come back to life, his heart was uneasy. Not only did he look forward to the good news that Murong had promised to marry him, but he was afraid of being rejected by Murong. The heart he was waiting for was full of suffering.
Qi Shangming gave a cup of tea to Yan Yan.
Respectfully handed: "The emperor and peace of mind, you walked around like this, the slaves spent their eyes. The slaves have never seen such an imperfect emperor like the emperor. They all say "the Lord is lyrical," The emperor only loves Princess Fengyi. This attachment is really touching the slaves."
Yan Yan uneasily shook the folding fan: "Hey, this is really the six gods without the Lord, the whole heart can not fall to the ground. You said Princess Fengyi, will she refuse?"
Qi Shangming’s waist is even lower:
The slaves dare not rumor, the slaves certainly hope that the emperor can successfully marry Princess Fengyi. Regardless of the outcome, I hope the emperor can accept it frankly, don’t be impatient. If Princess Fengyi refuses the emperor I will certainly not agree to the proposal of others, and the emperor can wait for some time. The sincerity of the emperor will surely impress the princess."
Yan Yan nodded: "Or do you understand your mind, are you anxious? You should give her some time. When you hear the princess's father, you must recruit her for the horse, and it will be chaotic." Shang Ming bent and respectfully said: "Whether the emperor's civilians, both men and women are paying attention to the marriage. It is the emperor's, and it will definitely be the first to be smashed, and the emperor please relax."
Yan Yan sent to Shang Xia, the emissary of Shang Xia, after passing the ceremony of the monarch, he was slightly assaulted and reported: "We are going to go to Xia Qiu, the princess of Feng Yi, to learn that Princess Feng Yi has been taken by General Jin Yun. General. General Yunyun left a book for the princess's father, saying that there are several small countries in the south of Huayan who have repeatedly committed crimes. In order to ensure that Shangxia does not take this opportunity to attack Huayan, the special Princess Fengyi took away as a hostage. Waiting for Huayan to resolve the disputes in the south, and then returning the princess to Zhao. The minister heard the news, did not dare to delay the half-point, non-stop, all the way from the station, changed a few fast horses, flew to report."
In Yan’s mind, he screamed, and he almost stood unsteadily. He quickly held the table with his hands:
It’s Yunyun Yuexuan, what exactly does he want?
Yan’s palm, heavily photographed on the desk on.
(End of this chapter)
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