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Chapter 532: Summer Flowers (Part 1)

In a blink of an eye is the first day of March.

Jiangnan in March is the time of spring.

The willows on the banks of Xizi Lake on Pingjiang City have been shade. A spring water is rippling in the spring breeze. Several paintings are lazy and fluttering on the lake. There are some piano sounds.

Just on this Xizi Lake, one of the paintings named Silver Hook.

There are six men, one woman, and seven teenagers standing on the second floor.

Among them, the girl wearing a long white dress was the most conspicuous.

She stood on the bow and stood facing the sunset.

The river blew her dress, and also blowing her long hair in her shawl.

Her eyes were like autumn water, but she didn't be blown by the wind.

Her eyes were calm and there was a calm look.

There is no extra accessory on her body, because she does not need any extra accessories to embellish.

There was a sword hanging around her waist, and her back was carrying a piano.

The sword is a short sword of one foot and six inches.

The piano ... is a six -string piano placed in the peach box.

The whole person is clean, sharp, and with the popular face of the white lily ... When she stands there, she gives a faint, like a ray of Zen, if painting, dust, and smoke feel.

This is a natural temperament.

In general, it is not to be close to people, just like the summer lotus, but you can see it from a distance and cannot play with it.

Her name is Xiahua.

Tianyin Pavilion Lord's closure disciple, the future of the Tianyin Pavilion, the two talented talents of Wenwu, the talented girl Xiahua Xiahua!

She is the only disciple of Tianyin Pavilion's only piano sword double repair.

Her sword can kill, her piano can also kill.

This time Fengshi ordered to go out of Tianshan Mountain, mainly to practice in the rivers and lakes, and the secondary is the killing.

Kill a person named Li Chen'an.

Come to Pingjiang City in Ningguo, this is the first day.

Earlier, she had never put the young man named Li Chen'an in his eyes, but since entering Pingjiang City, she suddenly found that what she heard in her ears was all the deeds of Li Chenan-

Year 18.

Born in Guangling City.

The first seventeen years were a fool.

Suddenly, March 3rd, I suddenly opened up.

Then, as in the drama, it is more outrageous than the drama!

After more than half a year, he became the eldest son of Ningguo, and he became the regent of Ning Kingdom!

These rumors did not have much discrepancy with the news from Saburo, which shows that it was not a rumor, but his true deeds.

Especially the letter from Saburo I received yesterday.

His Royal Highness returned to Ning Guo's feathers, and he was given by Li Chen'an!

He has already left Ningguo Kyoto. He did not meet His Royal Highness, but he returned to His Royal Highness ... This is just like a master of chess.

Then, then

Even His Royal Highness could not be able to give birth to the ambitions of the soldiers.

This young man named Li Chen'an was really a very dangerous character.

Her complexion was cold.

For Wu Guo, kill it!

When Xia Hua was thinking about this, there was a sound in the cabin. For a moment, there were singing.

The sound of the piano is resentful, and the singing voice is desolate.

This situation is not very peaceful, but Xiahua still sides slightly to listen carefully.

"Two years of death in ten years,

Don't think about it, unforgettable.

Thousands of miles of lonely graves, there is nowhere to say.

Even if you don't know each other,

Dust is full of face ... like frost. "

Xia Hua suddenly was shocked, this word was very good, and completely wrote the sadness in the heart of the poet ... Such sadness seemed to have seen it ...

Xia Hua's heart, she remembered her mother!

Her mother is called Miao Qiuqin!

Mother seems to be happy.

The reason why it seems to be used is because in the night, in the moonlight, when the mother is alone, the endless sorrow of her face is clearly out of her face.

Then, she roughly knew where the sadness of her mother came from--

The man named Wen Rain!

Mother married her father, she did not marry the love she wanted!

In a blink of an eye, the stinky man named Wen Rain has left his mother for 20 years, but his mother still does not think about it, unforgettable.

If you meet again, will you never know each other?

It ’s the sound of Qin Yin, for a moment, and there are singing:

"Ye Lai You Meng Suddenly Return to Hometown,

Xiaoxuan window, we are dressing up.

If you are silent, you can only have tears.

It is expected to be broken every year,

Mingyue Night ... Short Songgang! "

The singing echoed in the night breeze, as if the afterglow of the sunset became sad.

Qinyin is still playing, getting lighter and lighter, this is the end.

Xiahua Hui reflected for a moment, and said suddenly: "To talk about poetry articles, or the heritage of Ningguo is deeper."

"I have heard that the Jiangnan of Ningguo is a place where the literati is born ... such a word of memories, when it was not a teenager Lang could write it."

"It was done by Ningguo who lost his beloved."

"I go in and ask girl Miao Miao. When I visit this Great Confucianism, Xu Neng finds a good poem."

After that, Xiahua turned around, Lianbu moved lightly. She entered the cabin and came to the wonderful girl on the front table.

Miao Miao looked up, got up, and said a blessing to Xiahua.

The silver hook was painted, and the beautiful lady in front of her was wrapped down, and she was her most distinguished guest.

"Good Miss!"

Miao Miao reached out, "Miao Miao revisit this song, entered her situation for a while, disturbed the lady, and please forgive me ... Miss, please!"

The two came to a tea table next to them.

Miao Miao took the fire, ordered the tea stove, and cooked a pot of tea.

Xiahua said, ask:

"This word is very good!"

"I just want to know who is the hand of this word?"

The girl Miao Miao smiled slightly, stretched out a few strands of hair that was blew up by the wind, and said:

"This song is made by the hands of the businessmen ... the businessmen go to the age of Kyoto, and this becomes a singularity."

"As for this word ... it is because of the poem fairy in Ningguo, the hand of Li Chen'an Li Chen'an Li Gongzi today."

Xia Hua was shocked, and immediately widened those beautiful eyes and stared at Miao Miao. After five interests, he asked in surprise:

"You said, this word is done by Li Chen'an?"

Miao Miao girl takes the tea and put it into the pot, and the first puppet is the first:

"Of course, this word is made in the middle of the year."

"That night, Li Gongzi in the literary world of Kyoto, splashing ink, and continuously made 16 poems of the world's unparalleled poems in a row, defeating those genius teenagers of the Yue Guozi prisoners in one fell swoop!"

"As a result, the first emperor was named the name of Li Gongzi's poetryxian ... In the hearts of our green building woman, his identity of his regent king is not heavy, but we prefer the identity of his poetry."

Miao Miao pouted and smiled, and a red Xia Xia flew on his face:

"So talented, I heard that it is very handsome, women in the world, who can not admire?"

A wonderful sigh:

"Unfortunately, those who are as humble like me can only hide that love in my heart."

"After all, the person he really likes is the third lady of Zhong Lifu."

"I heard that there is one more now, it is said that it is the daughter of the curtain ... they are people with a big blessing ... Li Gongzi emphasizes love, Ning She Jiangshan does not abandon the beauty ... He and Miss Ruo Shui, Xu Neng

Thousands of years and passed on to the book. "
Chapter completed!
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