Quick Transmute Beauty Transformation Project

Chapter 252, Empress Dowager of the Cold Palace
Wei Lang nodded without hesitation.

"It's so powerful." Lin Anluo smiled, "Then listen, I sang."

She turned her head and looked at the burning fire. Her clear eyes were like sparkling water. Bright light danced in her eyes. The fireworks stopped and she began to sing. Her singing voice was gentle and delicate, softly singing in the quiet palace. Fluttering.

"Memory is like a storyteller,
Use a tone full of local accent.

Jump over puddles, round villages,
Waiting for the fate to meet.

You make a city out of mud,

He said he would marry me in the future.

How many times have I turned around, how many times have I passed through the door, and my youth has been wasted.

Little vows are not yet stable,
Little tears are still holding on,

The tender lips are saying separation.

I have lived alone in my heart ever since,

We once looked small,
That year you moved a small bench,
I am also fascinated by the drama all the way.

I'm looking for the person in that story,

You are the indispensable part.

You took a little nap under the tree,
I waited foolishly when I was little. "

After she finished singing, she stared at the firelight in silence for a moment, then blinked her eyes, smiled brightly again, and turned to look at Wei Lang, "Did it sing too long? Have you remembered the tune?"

The young man stared at her blankly, motionless like a wooden figure.

Lin Anluo stretched out her hand and waved it in front of his eyes, and then he leaned back and woke up as if from a dream. He looked down at his flute and said softly, "You sing very nicely."

It has been a while since he opened his mouth to speak, and his rough and hoarse voice has gradually regained the clarity of a teenager.

Lin Anluo was not humble at all, "That must be, I will become the best concubine in the harem in the future."

Wei Lang didn't speak anymore after hearing these words. He raised the flute to his mouth and turned the song she sang into the sound of the flute. The flute sound was clear and melodious, bringing people into the song. In the originally sad and melancholy atmosphere.

Lin Anluo didn't expect that modern lyrics played by this ancient instrument would have such a tear-jerking effect. She listened to the sound of the flute and said to the system: I regret it.

[System]: What do you regret?
Lin Anluo: I should sing a good luck song for him, so that it fits the temperament of the Chinese New Year.

[System]: I think he will refuse to perform after you sing.

After the song was over, the atmosphere between the two of them was a bit heavy. Wei Lang spoke first and asked her, "Does the song have a name?"

"Call Xiaoxiao, the big one is small."

Wei Lang hummed, and the two of them were thinking about the things in their hearts, and there was no communication for a long time afterwards.

It was a song she liked very much. Both the words and the music were very moving. Every time she listened to it, she would be immersed in a sad mood for a long time.It may be that the New Year's fireworks reminded Lin Anluo of too many past events, so she suddenly asked Wei Lang to blow it to her.

After a while, Wei Lang couldn't help but speak, and spoke a long sentence with difficulty, "After you go out, are you going to compete with them for my father's favor?"

Lin Anluo didn't understand what he wanted to express. Didn't he already know her ambition?Why do you need to confirm with her again now?
Meeting her blank gaze, Wei Lang rarely looked away, stood up suddenly, and said, "I'm asleep."

It was just before eight o'clock and she said she was going to bed. Lin Anluo was confused by the child's weird behavior, and only thought that if she went to bed after eating, she would gain weight easily.But looking at Wei Lang's back, it seems that he has really grown stronger over the past month. The child's back is so wide and his legs are so long, he looks like a man standing tall and tall.

Lin Anluo was admiring the results of her feeding. Wei Lang stopped when he reached the door, turned his back to her and said something that surprised her, "If I can take you out without being a concubine, will you?"

　Thanks to the cute little reader Yjay for making the cover specially for me~ Although I don’t know if it can pass the review, but I like it very much.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)