Chapter 145: Xinghua Tianying

The poems of the ancients can be sung, but Liu Xinmei does not know this well. She is very good at modern songs, but will that tune and lyrics make these ancients sound strange? So at the moment she stood up, she decided to sing an old-fashioned song, which did not seem out of place with this society, and her taste could be somewhat novel.
Slowly walking to the center of the hall, her smile was calm and cold, the world and the stage did not belong to her, but she appeared here in a miserable manner. Facing all the wait-and-see eyes, she nodded her head as a gift, and she sang generously:
Flower Qianshu
Where tonight
Liang Yi Gu Yixiao made a mistake in life
If there was n’t a smile in that year
I will not step into the tumult of red dust
Over the years, the torment of the ups and downs
unimportant
If there is no misleading of that young letter to heaven
I'm still flying into the arms of Yiren like the wind
The bitter taste in your eyes
I understand
Xinghua Shutianyingyao
Poor you are better than Hua Jiao
How much pain turns into tenderness
Sauvignon Blanc
Live up to the wave
It's a pity I can't hold the old hand with you
In Murong Yifei's heart, there were mixed flavors. He heard the torment of the displacement and saw the bitter taste in the corners of her eyes, but the last sentence that could not handle with you but instantly made him panic, he tried his best. Comforting herself: she just sang a song with great affection and had nothing to do with her life.
Everyone was also immersed in the melancholy and soft singing. Suddenly, a melodious sound of flute intruded into the ear unexpectedly, like a clear spring in the mountains, nourishing the anxious heart. The flute sounded euphemism and low and suddenly turned tragic, as if weeping, it seemed to be telling a haunting and tragic love story.
Chu Linyu struck a golden clothes and a jade flute, and several strands of hair scattered on his shoulders, his evil charms publicized his lifelessness, and disappeared into a frame of quiet scenery. If he can ignore his gender, he is like a fairy falling in the moon palace, so beautiful and fascinating.
Liu Xinmei stared blankly at him. This song, this song, is clearly the "Xinghua Tianying" she just sang. How could he, how could he, just listen to her singing again, and play it skillfully? This man always surprised her. Liu Xinmei once couldn't believe his identity. Now that he saw it with his own eyes, he couldn't help but believe his talent. Alas, it is obvious that the world can be defeated by the value of the face, but the talent that was inadvertently revealed is even more convincing. This is unintentional difference, but why is it superior in taste?
"Okay!" Wing King took the lead and drank the color, but just didn't know who it was for.
"It's a perfect match." Some people marveled.
"Unfortunately, if such a beautiful song is accompanied by this flute sound, I am afraid that Confucius will not know the meat in March." Some people regret.
Murong Yifei started to feel uncomfortable. These people looked at Liu Xinmei and Chu Linyu as if they were a match made in heaven.
Chu Linyu put down his flute and stared at Liu Xinmei with a smile, which was brighter than the lotus in June.
Liu Xinmei swallowed unconsciously, alas, can you be more evil?
"King Yun, I wonder if Princess An's singing is still in my ears?" Liu Guifei asked with a smile.
In this world, there is always a fear of chaos in the world.
"Like Xianle, Han E regenerates." Chu Linyu praised him.
Is it so exaggerated? Liu Xinmei is still very self-knowledge. If she really has a lingering voice around Liang, she will live a very beautiful life in the past life, so she doesn't have to be busy all day long. She knew it was not unpleasant to sing, but she couldn't afford such praise.
To be fair, Liu Xinmei is no better than Chen Xi, but her lyrics are refreshing, and with Chu Linyu's vigorous praise, everyone nodded and said yes.
"If Princess Ann and King Yun cooperate, I am afraid that the gods will move the heart." Liu Menglian made a wink at Wing King's position.
"Yeah ..." Princess Wing's heart came to understand, but just before the words were finished, she was interrupted coldly by a voice: "This King said, Princess Wang's body is delicate, if anyone puts her Tired, do n’t blame this king for being with him. "
He left the seat as he said it, and took her back with her own hand, even if she was seated firmly and never let go.
Princess Wing had no fun, but she could only hide her past with a few laughs, but she could not help but be jealous and hate. She was a woman, so why could she get so much favor?
"You let go, otherwise how can I eat?" Liu Xinmei earned.
"Ben Wang helps you." Then, Murong Yifei carefully peeled a shrimp and brought it to her mouth.
Everyone quickly turned their eyes, but Wen Ruoruo was so sad that her tears were about to fall. She didn't even know that the prince still had such a tender and watery side, but this sentiment had nothing to do with her.
Chu Linyu has been looking at them with a smile, why doesn't he think these two people are very loving? On this occasion, Princess Ann sang so sadly, thinking it was miserable and helpless!
"Master An, your refined steel is also tangled, aren't you afraid that you can't share the white hand with the beautiful woman?" Chu Linyu smiled evilly and asked deliberately.
The neighboring people secretly observed Murong Yifei's complexion, and no one had ever embarrassed him so boldly! This prince of East Timor has no taboos!
"Worry not worrying about the cloud, the king and the princess have a lot of affection, and Shangqiangbi and Huangquan will not let go." Murong Yifei said with a deep voice.
Liu Xinmei couldn't wait to kick it, and it was shameless. I just walked out with you. You can go to Biluo and Huangquan by yourself, just leave the old lady in the world.
"It's so good, this king likes to see talented and beautiful ladies, and never loses." Chu Linyu laughed.
Hey, Murong Yifei, which one are you blind? That Liu Xinmei walked with you, and never gave you half of her eyes. What's the difference between you and this passerby? Rest assured, this king's taste is different from yours. Who are you guarding against when you are so nervous?
Looking at Chu Linyu's mad smile, Murong Yifei suddenly calmed down. Ha ha, today's banquet is not a Hongmen banquet, but it is a moon cake, Chu Linyu, this king wants to see, people like you will What kind of princess is chosen?
"Master Chu, I don't know what kind of beauty you like, but this king can make you an ice medium." Murong Yifei smiled aloud, I don't know which girl will be unlucky.
"Oh, I would like to thank King Ann for his good intentions. But this king still likes the feeling of love at first sight. What other people have introduced here is where he likes it." Chu Linyu did not intend to lead him in this kind of favor.