The imperial concubine is famous all over the world: the foolish prince

Chapter 40

Three days, whether it is long or not, is not short.In the past few days, apart from eating, drinking, and messing around, Ning Lianzi has completely devoted herself to the world of martial arts. Ning Lianzi closed her eyes tightly, and her mind was full of the sword formulas of Yumen Dafa.It was not as peaceful outside as in the wing room. The torrential rain hit and it rained for three days and three nights.

Pfft——Ning Lianzi spit out a mouthful of blood, and was rushed to the gate by a powerful internal force. Ning Lianzi's bloody mouth evoked a smile, the 9th level of Yumen Dafa.Now she feels that her body is much better than before, her hearing and vision are no longer what it used to be, and her body is not as weak. It seems that her tendons have been repaired.

Ning Lianzi stood up, feeling that her body was too light, she lightened her toes, and her lightness kung fu improved.The torrential rain outside has stopped, the sun has pushed away the dark clouds, and the sun shines on the ground, full of warmth.The leaves with dewdrops are shining more and more because of the sunlight.

Ning Lianzi walked out of the yard, and as her internal strength improved, her mood also improved.The courtyard of the side rooms behind the patriarch's hall in Jingfeng Mountain Villa is also quite good. Dozens of side rooms form a courtyard, which has the style of Hakka earthen houses, but it is much more exquisite than the earthen houses.

Ning Lianzi walked out of the yard, only to see a bamboo grove behind the yard, with fallen leaves fluttering, forming a beautiful picture.There was a pair of guzhengs in the middle of the yard. Ning Lianzi walked up to it involuntarily, stroking the strings of the guzheng, remembering that her mother liked to listen to classical music the most in her previous life, so she went to learn it. After learning, she played it to her mother every day. yesterday.Ning Lianzi's eyes are wet, her fingertips move slightly, and she hums slightly: "The moon shines in my hometown, listening to horseshoes, bringing half a lifetime of memories. Rivers and rivers may not grow old with me alone. Leaves splashing rain. Under the banyan tree, I put on my wet coir raincoat and look into the distance and cry. How many foolish loves are in the chaos (someone dreamed that I was going crazy)

You accompany me to have another cup of separation and reunion. In troubled times, this feeling is the strongest (the story doesn’t need to have a beginning and an end, this paragraph is just a trick of fate) who understands how my heart is free and easy. No need to say or beg anyone who can understand Wipe the crack on my lips and remove it The soldiers of war will sing praises to you, ride the white horse and the west wind, if I am drunk, I will die in a dream with the drum and thunder pointing at you, look at that rainbow, before the ambushes move, it will be like a bow on a string, a mountain tsunami, and arrows, thousands of fires will burst out I was born in chaos You should understand my heartache Holding a sharp ax to split love and hate hazy Waiting for war to ignite a prairie fire, life and death are difficult together, only then do we know how heavy this feeling is
You got a little mud in my palm during the war
Written as a mystery in ruins About separation It’s never someone’s legend (Those passers-by remember the past Fate is only to be remembered) I seem to hear you humming again The township in the mountains and rivers is full of wind and rain I will drink it for you Even if I get drunk, I can’t escape this If you wish, I will turn into a firework flying catkins Borrowing the winter's chill Breathing and breathing intertwined poems at the time of parting The old bridge is crowded with hundreds of miles Only I am filled with thousands of thoughts This is a beauty Why are you singing the Xiaosheng play, who behind the scenes tried to say that it was really you, the moment of chaos, and then the white horse whistling in the west wind

If I'm drunk to death in a dream, followed by the drum and thunder pointing at you, look at that rainbow, before the ambush is even moved, it's like a bow on a string, a mountain, a tsunami, and arrows, thousands of firelights rushing in. I was born in the chaos, you should understand my heartache and hold on to it. The ax wants to split love and hate hazy waiting for the war to start a prairie fire
Ning Lianzi's singing voice was melodious and tactful, and she unconsciously shed a few tears.At the end of the song, I was drunk a few times in the world of mortals. "Have you played enough?" A clear voice came from behind Ning Lianzi. Ning Lianzi was slightly startled, wiped her tears with her sleeve, and turned to look at the man behind her.The man is a handsome man, but his eyebrows are tense, and his face is full of evil spirits. "It seems that you have played enough!" The man in crimson clothes said coldly.

"Don't be so fierce!" Ning Lianzi giggled. When she came here, she was either facing Yuan Muchen or the third young master. She was bored to death. After all, someone came here, how could she let him go easily! "What are you doing!" the man in scarlet clothes said impatiently.Ning Lianzi ignored his impatience, and said, "What's your name!" The tight face of the man in scarlet clothes tightened even more, "What are you doing!" Ning Lianzi smiled from the corner of her mouth, no Tell me, I have my own way, "Then I will call you, um, Mr. Tight" Yes, Mr. Tight, quite distinctive! "You..." Mr. Tight said at a loss for words, people also have names and surnames, it's too insulting for you to call them that. "Ximen Keyu!" Ning Lianzi felt a little familiar when she read the name, but she just couldn't remember where she heard it before, "Okay, goodbye!" That's Chen, after all, he saved himself, he must have a conscience!But she forgot, her conscience was eaten by Yuan Muchen!As for Ximen Keyu, she will not let him go.

Ximen Keyu, who was beside her, shivered, and Ning Lianzi flung her sleeves and left.However, what Ning Lianzi didn't notice was that when she was playing the piano just now, there were two clear tears hanging from Ximen Keyu's eyes.

(End of this chapter)