The sound of the flute is melodious, melodious and sweet.
"I'm here, husband, please tell me."
Yayuan's words once again dealt Liu Xiaoduo a critical blow.
Husband, you go and do your work first." "Sister Qingxin, who is he?"
Immediately, amidst the melodious music, Mo Rongrong looked around at the beauties around her with a smile like a flower, and her lips began to sing again.
There is a way to eliminate this feeling, so it's only on the brow, but on the bottom of your heart."
"Huh? Yun'er, where do you start talking about that?"
"Du Rimei is ready."
There is just a lake outside the yard, and some flowers and plants outside the garden have sprouted, and we can't watch them while chatting."
"Sister Rongrong, remember, little Guoguo personally praised him in the future, saying that his voice was worse than your sisters' voices.
"Ah? Do you want to sing along?"
"Sisters, you are bad, what happened to them."
"Sister Wei'er?"
The Queen smiled lightly and lifted up the jade wine gourd outside her hand. She opened her mouth slightly and took a sip of the wine. She looked at the Eighth Princess next to her with a smile.
The sound of the flute is pleasant to the ear, but a little sad.
"Yeah, sisters, we'll see you later."
"How do they both sound on the flute?"
"Sisters, they should go back to the room quickly to get their instruments. You can accompany sister Xin'er to decorate the place first."
"Sister Qingxin."
Liu Xiaoduo nodded happily and casually hung the wine bag on his waist.
"Sister Yun Shu, it's as you wish."
I just realized today that your talents are also extraordinary.
"In that case, let's end it."
Seeing Hou Zhenyi asking her, Gusu Weier waved her hand in a hurry.
"Husband, if I am sure that you are him, I can only rely on sister Xin'er's beauty and your infatuated heart that can chill a stone.
Is it because, husband, you learned about it from a young family member and then relayed it to you?"
"Husband."
"Flowers float and water flows. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow.
Upon hearing Wenren Yunshu's invitation, Murong Shan gently put down the tea cup in her hand, smiled and nodded a few times.
"Yes, from now on I will only know that sister Xin'er is an affectionate man.
Yayuan raised her jade hands to comb some of her hair that was not messy in the breeze, and focused on her hair with deep approval.
Xiyuan Yunshu, outside the courtyard.
"Come on, let's leave it to my sister."
Mo Rongrong placed the tray under the stone table, took out the pieces of rice paper from her sleeves, and stuffed them directly into Gu Su Weier's hands.
"Sister Yinger, where is he?"
There is a way to eliminate this feeling, so it's only on the brow, but on the bottom of your heart."
"Yes, Sister Rongrong, he needs to know that the songs and dances of the Western Regions are over there in our capital city. They are little famous and unknown in the sky.
"Sister Ya, Yun'er."
"Come on, let's go get the piano first."
"Sister Ya, Yun'er, it's time for you to wait. The sisters have to deal with the matter regarding Cai Ningning's girl as soon as possible.
Flowers drift by themselves and water flows by itself. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow.
No matter what, the sisters must finalize the life-long affairs of the girl Cai Ningning and the eldest son Chengzhi with the Cai family as quickly as possible.
"You stinky husband, I have to say that compared to when he was young, as he gets older, he is becoming more and more of a gentleman now."
"Hey, it's a pity that Sister Yun, Sister Lingyi and you guys are here.
Yun Qingshi raised his eyebrows slightly and nodded with a smile,
"Sisters, you are broken."
The prince nodded slightly, raised the corners of his lips slightly and raised the jade gourd containing the wine in his hand, and took a few sips of the wine with a sad expression.
Yun Daxi looked at Gusu Weier first, then at Ying'er, and nodded with a slight smile.
If my husband can spend less time with you, what will it mean for my sisters to play music and sing for him every day?"
Liu Xiaoduo raised his eyes and glanced at the courtyard where the melodious and melodious sounds were coming from nearby. He lay directly under Yayuan's slender legs, tasting the wine and narrowed his eyes happily.
In this case, the matter of playing the flute will be left to us two sisters, what do you think, sister?"
He happens to be from the Western Region, and his voice has a natural advantage.
"It's bad."
Qi Yashan agreed softly: "Yes, it has not been a long time since we sisters were as happy as we are today.
"The fragrance of the red lotus root lingers in the jade mat in autumn. I undress my clothes again and get off the orchid boat alone."
In the blink of an eye, less than half a year has passed."
"Hahaha, Sister Ya, Yun'er, without their sisters' words, you wouldn't be as beautiful as a husband.
It’s such a pity, it seems like you, sister, have no chance of being a bad audience member.”
Otherwise, today will be...
If all eight of us play guzheng, only sister Yinger can play the flute.
"Sisters, your ability to play is not bad. I will teach you in my spare time, Master Duo. If you play too much, it is considered too bad."
Upon hearing the beauty's teasing words, Liu Xiaoduo's face froze, and the corners of his eyes twitched heavily.
Qi Yun turned her head slightly, looked at the wine bag holding her watch with her beautiful eyes, and silently drank Liu Mingzhi's drink one sip after another.
It's a pity that someone really knows how to show mercy to others."
Well, he and sister Qingshi came to play the guzheng together and it broke.
"Sister Rongrong, the tea is outside. If he is thirsty, don't worry."
"Forehead……"
According to what my mother told us sisters when we first married our husbands, having two children in eight years is the most beautiful situation."
Hou Zhenyi looked at the sisters who were adjusting the strings of the zither and zither, and also finished adjusting their own Yaoqin.
Ren Qingxin did not agree immediately, but first observed the sisters around her, and finally set her sights on the seven sisters Gusu Weier and Ying'er.
"Husband, he is busy now anyway, so we are just idle outside.
It has been a long time since my husband, Rimei, has heard their sisters playing the harp together, the harp and harp singing in harmony."
"It's bad, since he said that about sister Qingxin, you will make a fool of yourself.
"Hey, husband?"
Hey, forget it, forget it, let’s talk about those happy topics.”
"Husband, he is so beautiful. My sisters will definitely disappoint him."
Those years ago, even if I asked you to have seven children, you would have to give birth to at least eight.
Gusu Weier held up her skirt and sat under the stone bench, holding the rice paper in her hand and nodding with a smile.
"That's all it is."
Liu Xiaoduo glared at Yayuan angrily, coughed a few times, and laughed bitterly.
To be continued...