At the Beginning, I Scolded the Fairy Gate, I Really Want to Die

"Yun wants to dress up and be full.

Just one sentence stunned Ji Mingyue.

The tenderness contained in her pair of eyes, like water, almost dripped out.

What a beautiful poem!

Yun wants to become clothes, and Hua wants to become faces.

What kind of woman is this?

The world loves it, and all things favor it, so that the clouds in the sky and the flowers on the earth all dream of wanting to be close to her.

A line of poem, but it seems that Tao has the end of beauty.

If someone is watching, they will definitely be immersed in this sentence.

What's more, this poem is written by Ji Mingyue.

"Master Ye, are you composing poems for me?"

She bit her lip lightly, grabbed the corner of her clothes with two small hands, and her eyes were full of eager anticipation.

What a beautiful poem, what a beautiful person.

Just this sentence made her feel worth it.

Even if no one else has seen her face in this life, it doesn't matter. She doesn't care about other people's thoughts, she just wants Ye Ning to see her.

"Compose a poem, hahaha, then compose a poem.

Ye Ning is not poetic.

I just couldn't think of how to describe Ji Mingyue's beauty, so I came to my fingertips.

Now he said one sentence, and the remaining words have been used by the throat.

In that case, it is better to write it out.

With Jiu Jin, with the atmosphere that made him sway, he staggered and raised his eyes to the sky.

"Pen!"

When the voice fell, the world seemed to feel something.

Wenqi boiled and curled up.

After a short while, a crystal clear brush was actually condensed and fell into Ye Ning's hands.

He drank the drink in one sip, picked up the brush, and dipped it in the Huaqing Pool.

The clear water in the bottom of the pool really has an ink color.

When the brush was picked up, there were still drops of ink falling down.

This is simply saying the law.

When Ye Ning wanted to compose a poem 860, even God was willing to cooperate with him, the style of writing was a pen, and the pool of ink was hydrated.

He used the sky as paper and outlined it in the void.

The scribbled pen and ink wrote a beautiful line of poem.

"Yun wants to wear clothes and look so beautiful."

It was already night, and the clouds had long been soaked in black and could not be seen clearly.

But when Ye Ning started writing, a light appeared in the sky.

Reflected in the multicolored light, a bunch of clouds came together, forming the most splendid colorful clothes.

Around Huaqing Pool, among the grass and woods, on the blue stone slab, and at the edge of the pool, all the delicate flowers are in full bloom.

The flowers grow sturdily, seemingly delicate, but in fact they are very strong against the bluestone and broken bricks on the top of the head, scrambling to show their own beauty.

Above the earth, the fragrance of flowers overflows.

In the sky, the clouds are gorgeous.

Ji Mingyue was stunned by this scene.

The style continues to evolve, and a beautiful woman is outlined in the air.

Ji Mingyue's pretty face suddenly turned red.

Isn't this woman the same as her?

In the picture, she stands in a sea of ​​flowers, dressed in neon feathers that turned into clouds, and she is so beautiful.

"The spring breeze hits the threshold of Revlon."

Ye Ning went frantically, his footsteps were vain, but his pen and ink kept on.

At this moment, he seemed to be in possession of Li Taibai.

The romantic talent who has shocked China for thousands of years with his literary talent is in another world, using his own way, to show his eternal talent.

The beauty of Ji Mingyue is like a peony with dew under the spring breeze.

The beautiful woman who was outlined in style suddenly came back to life.

In the sea of ​​flowers, she smiled.

This smile has a natural extravagance.

It was as if the charm of Ji Mingyue was grasped at once.

The sky is beautiful, and the world is rich and precious!

Even Ji Mingyue herself felt the unprecedented (chcd) amazing.

"Am I really so beautiful?"

For a while, she herself was lost.

Is it true that she is so beautiful to this extent, or is Ye Ning's novel giving her a new charm.

Jing let her, Midea even felt strange to herself.

At the same time, the sweet smell in her heart was like a volcano erupting.

Ye Ning wrote a poem for me!

She was thinking idiotically.

Never thought that one day Ye Ning would actually write poetry for her.

Not only did I write a poem, but I also wrote it so beautifully. As soon as this poem came out, the beauties in the other poems lost their color.

オ Qi surges.

It rushed directly towards the sky, as if to compete with that Mingyue.

Many people raised their heads as if they saw two moons.

A bright moon hangs high, cold and gentle.

The other is completely agglomeration of talents, reflecting the entire earth in the sky.

"Whose talent can reach this level?'

"オQihuamingyue, is there a poem that has been passed down to the world to come out?"

"Oh my god, that's really a grand event in my literary world!"

Outside of the palace, many ministers scrambled and talked.

But at this moment, all stopped their movements.

They looked up at the sky.

It's like seeing a myth.

What kind of person can have such a high level of talent?

Look up, you must look up!

"Find this person!"

The great scholars are crazy.

How could they be absent from such a grand occasion?

Of course it is crazy to search.

And on the edge of Huaqing Pool.

Ye Ning's footsteps are getting more and more vain, but the whole person still likes to move, almost missed and fell into the water.

Fortunately, Ji Mingyue grabbed it.

Then their eyes crossed.

Ji Mingyue lowered her head shyly.

Ye Ning's heart moved one by one.

The most is the gentleness of the bowed head is just like water, the lotus flower can't beat the shyness of the cool breeze

At this moment, Ji Mingyue is so beautiful that everyone is eclipsed.

Ye Ning suddenly felt that this poem was written correctly.

Apart from Ji Mingyue in the world, who can match this poem?

At this point, he continued to write and finished the last two sentences.

"If it weren't for Qunyu Mountain, I would meet at Yaotai Moonlight!"

If it weren't for the fluttering Fairy that can only be seen on the Qunyuxian Mountain, it must be the goddess fairy that can only be encountered under the Yaotai Moon.

Such beautiful beauty is no longer a human being.

If Fairy didn't go down to earth, how could he explain it?

After writing the last two sentences, those fonts with ink marks that have not dried up, all reveal a refreshing ink fragrance at this moment.

The fragrance of ink drifted and spread throughout the palace.

Ticking.

Ticking.

The ink flowed on the text, dripping down little by little.

The color of Huaqing Pool became darker and darker. In the end, it became Mochi completely.

And the words are like elves, possessing life.

They flew up and danced happily around Ji Mingyue.

This kind of dancing also infected Ji Mingyue.

She opened her arms and turned in circles on the spot.

The beautiful woman outlined by the style is also doing the same movements as her.

One is in the sky and the other is on the ground, forming a true echo.

At this moment, at least four or five visions appeared at the same time.

But neither Ye Ning nor Ji Mingyue noticed.

Ji Mingyue was completely immersed in happiness.

This poem by Ye Ning made her intoxicated like never before.

Ye Ning was completely drunk.

He lay down suddenly on the ground and became a "big" character.

Not long after, the snoring sound was thunderous.

"It's the direction of Huaqing Pool!"

"I smell Mo Xiang!"

"Go, go and have a look.,

At this moment, the great Confucians keenly discovered the root cause.

A large force came in mighty force.

Jiang Qingwan, who was observing in secret, reacted naturally, her figure flashed and she came to Ji Mingyue's side.

"Your Majesty, it's time to go.

Ji Mingyue immediately became sober.

She lowered her head and glanced at the sleeping Ye Ning, with a smile on her mouth.

This smile is not complicated at all, it is the purest happiness.

"Auntie Jiang, have you seen it?"

She asked.

"what?"

Jiang Qingwan was startled.

"He asked me to write a poem. This poem is really beautiful, so beautiful!"

Ji Mingyue looked at the naughty texts around her.

Then they seemed to understand, and flew back into the air to form the song "Qing Ping Tiao".

Between heaven and earth, there seems to be a fairy sound, like a fairy singing in the heavenly palace.

She sang the song "Qing Ping Tiao".

"Qingping Diao" is a standard Yuefu poem.

The characteristic of Yuefu poems is that they can be sung.

When Jiang Qingwan heard it, she was really intoxicated. She looked at the neatly arranged words in the sky, and her eyes were lost for a moment.

It really is so beautiful.

But it is indeed time to leave.

Jiang Qingwan took Ji Mingyue and quickly left the scene.

As soon as the front foot walked, the great scholars on the back foot led the officials to arrive.

What came first to their eyes was naturally the verses in the sky.

"Yun thinks that the clothes are beautiful and beautiful, and the spring breeze blows the threshold of Huanong."

"If it weren't for Qun Yushantou, I would meet at Yaotai.

The people couldn't help but mutter.

Then it received a huge impact.

"What a beautiful poem!"

"This poem seems to be about a woman."

"But is there such a stunning beauty in the world?"

The crowd showed their fascination.

This poem aroused all their curiosity.

If there really is such a peerless beauty in the world, they won't have any unreasonable thoughts, just want to see it, it's good to see it!

"It turns out that it was a poem by Master Ye, no wonder it is so.

Someone spotted Ye Ning lying on the ground sleeping soundly.

Suddenly, many people felt that things became reasonable.

"Who I said was able to make poems that spread the world, it turned out to be Lord Ye."

"Master Ye didn't have any inspiration before, but now he's drunk, and he is in full swing by the Huaqing Pool!!

"Poetry and wine, Fang is the true color!"

Everyone couldn't help but praise.

The poem is really well written.

Someone saw the Huaqing Pool that had become Mochi, and tried it with a hand-held brush.

I found that the ink in the pond was surprisingly useful.

When using this ink, he is clear-headed, quick-witted, and a bit more talented than ever.

So where did this Mochi come from?

Looking at the text still dripping with ink, many people couldn't help but feel dull.

"Wenqi is the pen, and the pool water is ink. After a poem is written, the ink drips into the pool water, and the ink is formed.

Many people muttered to themselves, looking at Ye Ning's eyes, suddenly became eager.

What is eternal romance?

This is the eternal romance!

So here comes the problem.

Who is this beautiful poem writing about?

Does she really exist in this world, or is Ye Ning a fantasy after drunk?

This problem makes many people feel as uncomfortable as scratching their hearts.

The same is true for Ye Ning.

After he woke up, he regretted what had happened.

"What did I do?",

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