feather fall allure

The following ministers also echoed the voice.

"Then, can the concubine show her talent?" The emperor had no choice but to bite the bullet and ask.

Qian Yu was stunned, not knowing what everyone was talking about, but just said mechanically, "Xiao".

"Alright then, Agui, bring up the purple bamboo flute that Xinyang paid tribute to."

In fact, what Qian Yu wanted to say was why did Xiao stop?He still wants to hear it.But looking at the purple bamboo flute sent by the little eunuch in front of him, his mind went blank, the flute was so familiar, his hands trembling, didn't this flute die with him in the sea of ​​flames?How would it appear here.

The emerald green bamboo flute is engraved with the pattern of flying nine dragons, and there is a small character at the end, which is not very clear, but Qian Yu knows the word, "言", the name engraved on his heart.

Tears fell instantly, since Zhu Xiao is here, is he also there?Transmigrated like yourself?

"Why are you crying?" Helian Yue asked in a crisp voice.

"Ah?" Only then did Qian Yu realize that she had lost her composure, and wiped away her tears, "No, it's all right." When she raised her head, she realized that everyone was looking at her eagerly.

"Princess, you can start now." Concubine Min said sarcastically, in terms of rhythm, she was confident that no one could surpass Cuizhu.

Qian Yu had no choice but to rush the duck to the shelves. I don't know if I can perfunctory the two strokes I have learned.Lifting the bamboo flute to his lips, a big boy's smiling face appeared in front of his eyes.

"How many times have I told you that the flute is not held horizontally, you are holding the flute."

"Don't hold your hand so tightly, relax"

"Take a breath, do you want to suffocate?"

......

The big boy nagged one sentence after another.

The big boy always smiles helplessly and tolerantly. No matter how many times I teach him, Qian** looks stupid. It’s not that he doesn’t study hard. Every time he sits with the big boy, he doesn’t know what’s going on. Naturally, he didn't know what the big boy was talking about.

The flute sounded, and everyone in the hall listened intently.

He likes poetry, so he recites it desperately when he has time. His mind is not very bright, but he is even more dizzy by those Tang poems and Song lyrics.

He likes to play chess, so he studies chess records day and night, and studies those weird and tricky dead chess.

He liked Chinese painting, so he went to attend art classes, but he still didn't know anything about Chinese painting, and he heard the lessons of sketching and comics from beginning to end.

He likes to play the piano and flute, so he pestered him to learn it too.

Qian Yu has always felt that he is not a modern person. He doesn't like watching TV, listening to CDs, and eating creamy ice cream... He doesn't seem to be interested in modern things. At that time, he thought that such a person should live in ancient times. He just smiled, "We will go back." Thousands of people don't understand this sentence, go back?Where are you going back?

Qian Yu never believed that this was a dream, because this dream was so real that he never doubted it, until that day, he happily ran back with a sheet of music, which he borrowed from the library. It is the phoenix dance and dragon flying that have been lost for a long time.But what greeted him was a blaze of red, and the small white villa was swallowed by the blaze, and finally turned into ashes, leaving nothing behind.

I heard from others that the owner inside did not escape, and was buried in the sea of ​​fire together.

At this time, he woke up from the dream, and he returned to the original point as soon as he opened his eyes. He had nothing again, this time not only money, but also his heart.In his hand is the music score of dragon and phoenix frolic, which he has been muttering for a long time, but now he found it, but he disappeared.

"I'm sorry, I wanted to go back with you, but now I can only take a step first, I'll wait for you." His words seemed to float out of the fire.

But where to find it?

The dream finally woke up, but I couldn't forget the beauty in the dream.But the reality is cruel. In order to survive, he deliberately chose to forget that dream, that beautiful period, but the lost heart can never be found again.

That name has been fused into his soul, even if he changes his body, he still can't forget it—Luo Chuyan.

The people in the hall are obsessed with the sound of the flute. They rejoice together when they are happy, they feel sorry for each other when they are sad, and they are full of sadness when they are desperate.

Big tears fell down again, and my heart ached, brother Chuyan, where are you?

"Phoenix Dance and Dragon Fly"

I don't know who called out the name, the ministers came back to their senses, and there was an uproar afterwards.

This phoenix dance and dragon flying is a masterpiece in the ages. The score is not very complicated, but it is very difficult to play it well. If you are not careful, the sound will change and go out of tune.From ancient times to the present, many temperament masters have tried, but failed without exception.Not to mention that no one can interpret it so vividly. Those who originally wanted to see Qian Yu make a fool of themselves were also in admiration, but they didn't expect that this seemingly off-line princess still had two brushes.

Only Min Cuizhu and Concubine Min had pale faces, and they wanted to take this opportunity to ridicule Qian Yu, but let him show off.Min Shangshu's face was calm, and he couldn't see his inner thoughts.

"Chuyan—brother—" Qianyu stood up staggeringly, raised her hand and stretched out into the void, as if trying to grab something.Suddenly there was a cramping pain in my heart, my face was as white as white paper, my body shook twice, and then I fell down softly.

"Little Four—" The queen jumped to Qian Yu's side in a flash.

"Xiao Yu—" the Prime Minister lifted up his clothes and walked away.

"Princess—" the people in the hall exclaimed.

"Quickly send the imperial doctor." The emperor ordered.

This is where?There was a vast expanse of whiteness all around, and nothing could be seen.

"Qianyu, you are finally here." A familiar voice came from the white mist.

"Brother Chuyan." Qian Yu turned around suddenly, it was that familiar face, and that familiar smile, smiling lightly and shallowly.

"Xiao Yu, you still look good in your original appearance." The long and white fingers lightly brushed Qian Yu's slender eyebrows, stopped at the center of the eyebrows, and tapped gently nostalgic.

Tears accumulated in Qianyu's big eyes, and then he plunged into Chuyan's arms, "Brother Chuyan, I miss you so much." His arms wrapped around that sturdy body tightly, unwilling to let go.

"Fool, you are back, how can I let you go again." Warm big hands caressed that little head, eyes doting.

"Brother Chuyan" Qianyu raised her head, "What do you mean? Come back? Where did I go back?"

"Hehe" Chu Yan smiled brightly, and Qian Yu was dazzled inside, "This is where you should be."

Qian Yu patted his head, still not understanding.

"You will understand in the future, well, go back now, otherwise, everyone will die of anxiety." Chu Yan gently pushed him away, and stepped back, "By the way, remember, I am always by your side." The white figure retreated further and further away, and finally merged with the thick white mist.

"Brother Chuyan, don't do it." Qian Yu leaned forward, her white hands as bright as jade just grabbed a corner of the clothes, but the silky satin finally slipped away from her fingers.There was a strong suction under his feet, and Qian Yu fell into the darkness again.

There was a pain in his chest, his throat was fishy and sweet, and he spat out a mouthful of black blood.

Qian Yi pulled out the silver needle, and let out a long sigh of relief, "Huh——, I finally saved my life."

"Yiyi, what happened to Xiaoyu?" the prime minister asked anxiously.

Queen Heixian, "Dad, how many times have I said it, don't call me Yiyi," the puppy next door barked Yiyi, no matter how the old man barked, it sounded like a puppy, "Xiaoyu is not in danger for the time being , but I can't cure the poison on his body."

"What poison?" Helian Changxuan asked coldly.

"I don't know, it seems to be a strange fragrance from the Western Regions, but it's not exactly." Qian Yi sat on the chair, crossing Erlang's legs.

"I don't know? Aren't you the Poison King? How could you not know?" Dad was frowning. Wasn't Xiao Yu's catastrophe over?

"Father, I'm the king of poison. I only know how to use poison. Saving people is not my specialty. How do I know what kind of poison Xiaoyu has. Now I can only go to the fairy doctor." Finally, I can go far away. , Qianyi moved his hands and feet, his hands and feet were rusted after staying in this palace.

But before he stretched his waist, he was embraced by a pair of powerful hands, "Yi'er, you are not allowed to take risks this time."

"But only the Immortal Doctor can save Xiao Si, I can't just sit idly by." Qian Yi had a rare serious expression on his face.

"It is said that the medical fairy's whereabouts are uncertain, and saving people depends on his mood. It is difficult to find him." He Lianyue said crisply.

Qian Yiyu rubbed the same small face as Changxuan, "Changxuan, where did you find this son? You really know a lot. Hehe, you don't know, right? The Immortal Doctor is my senior brother. If you want to say that in this world Besides Master, only I know him best.

The eyelids were so heavy, Qian Yu tried a few times before finally opening his eyes, the top of his head was bright yellow, it was neither the Winter Garden of the Prime Minister's Mansion, nor the Liuxuan Garden of Prince Jing's Mansion, where is this?

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