Transmigrating into a Doll Princess: Pink Princess

The woman glanced at her and smiled slightly: "The guests who come here can't do without the word wine. Can you just use fine wine as the topic?"

Huh, it's okay, it's okay!Long Fuyue still memorized a lot of poems about wine.

She pondered for a while, and opened her mouth to chant: "Lanling's fine wine and tulips, and the jade bowl filled with amber light, but it makes the owner drunk, and I don't know where it is."

"But the master can be drunk, and I don't know where is the other country... Good poems, good poems!" The woman stood up in admiration, and she stood up and gave a deep blessing: "Young master is so talented, please!" Turning to this man A little servant girl with long hair said: "Qing'er, you take these two young masters in.

Long Fuyue laughed loudly, and thought to herself: "Of course it's a good poem, otherwise it wouldn't be passed down through the ages... Hehe, no wonder people say that you should memorize a good poem before crossing. It really came in handy today. [

Holding Tian'er's arm, she finally entered the legendary Huayin Tower.

In the middle of the lobby of Huayin Building, there is a pavilion made of green bamboo.

The green bamboos are the fence, the curtains hang lightly, the quaint incense burner, and the gentle and quiet fragrance seems to be able to overwhelm the atmosphere of the wine and vegetables in the building, and brighten people's hearts.

On the pavilion, a plain-clothed woman is playing the piano, her fingers are dexterously fluctuating on the strings.

The sound of the piano is gurgling.

Like a small stream flowing out of a high mountain, the bottom is crystal clear, the water waves are clear, and the pebbles at the bottom of the stream are shining, as if every stone has its own little joy and little sadness...

All the guests in the Huayin Tower held their breaths and remained silent, their eyes were all focused on the woman in white, fascinated, trapped in the sound of his piano, unable to control themselves, as if they had fallen into a refreshing illusion.

The little maid who led them in quietly said to Long Fuyue: "The girl who plays the piano on the stage is the oiran Shui Miaoyin from my Nightless Palace. She is proficient in poetry, poetry, chess, calligraphy and painting..."

Long Fuyue took a careful look at this oiran, and saw that she was wearing a soft silk white dress with a section of clear white sand.The bun is high, simple and unpretentious, with only a suet white jade hairpin inserted obliquely, graceful and graceful, like a beautiful fairy in the morning mist.