Reborn and Queen

Like old friends meeting each other, Ling Yuexi actually shed tears. Suddenly, she thought that the reason why she time-traveled in Ling Yuexi's body must be an arrangement somewhere. Perhaps, her aunt is Ling Yuexi, and she is her aunt's rebirth.

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The guard behind Xiao Mojue was about to stop him when he glared at him and immediately withdrew his hand.

His face was solemn and his eyes were deep, showing no emotion.

"Queen, are you sure?"

Xiao Mojue's eyes were piercing, as if he wanted to see through her body and soul.

"Prince Regent, this piano must belong to me!"

Ling Yuexi made an astonishing statement and walked to the center of the hall, holding the flute to her lips. Her peerless and alluring posture was like a fairy looking down on the common people, with a clear and proud aura.

From the moment she saw 'Dragon Yin', Ling Yuexi was 100% sure. Sure enough, Xiao Mojue played the first note, which was as familiar to her as her own.

‘The music and flute in the world will make you laugh proudly in this life. A spring light will sing the splendor of the Five Mountains. Don’t let the floating clouds obscure your eyes, and see that the glory is nothing more than quicksand. I want to

All the lofty sentiments are paid off, and friends are drunk together in the sunset. The rivers and lakes are vast, and how many ups and downs have there been in the world? A dream from ancient times to the present, dreaming about yesterday and the present. Fame and fortune, horses neighing, walking on the bamboo waves and pillowing on the pines. The music is rising, the wind and flutes are clasped.

, so why sacrifice blood to the harp? The dragon sings and the phoenix sings, and I travel across the country to be hired.

The winds and clouds are surging, and there is no good time in a desperate place’

In order not to arouse suspicion, Ling Yuexi played "Dragon's Song and Phoenix's Cry" sonorously and powerfully without any gaps, which surprised Xiao Mojue and Xiao Moli.

The hot-blooded playing of the butt man is so vivid that it deeply shocks everyone's heart, and seems to arouse the ambition of all men.

Xiao Moli's eyes gradually softened when she looked at Ling Yuexi, and an inexplicable emotion spread from the bottom of her heart to the bottom of her eyes. Among everyone's intoxication, only Xiao Sujin was sober. Looking at the two people playing the piano and flute, one was as arrogant as a god.

Di, who has the power over the world; a man who is as proud as a fairy, peerless and charming, performs ancient and modern music, so well matched, like a born couple,,,,,

Xiao Sujin clenched the fists in his sleeves, veins popped out, suppressing the anger in his heart. No one noticed the cruelty flashing in his eyes.

After a period of great ambition and domineering anger, the sound of the flute suddenly slowed down slightly, and then turned softly, seeming to be the infatuated narration of a pair of children in the world.

A hero achieves success, but a beauty is hard to retain. A love and hate is like a river of spring water flowing eastward.

The flowers and the moon reflect each other, the beauty is as beautiful as jade, the heroes and the beauties are the heroes.

The face grows old in a blink of an eye, and the youth is gone in an instant. Instead of missing you in the end of the world, and reluctant to leave, it is better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes.

Xiao Mojue hesitated and couldn't keep up with Ling Yuexi's music. Ling Yuexi's flute sound was very ethereal and ethereal. The music she played was not all about the feelings of children, nor was it all about the heroic spirit of children of the world. She had her own personality.

It leaves people around her at a loss, unable to understand her thoughts.

In the last section, Ling Yuexi's eyes were quiet, as if she was wandering outside the Three Realms.

"I have promised you that I will not be in trouble with you in this life. We will always be separated and take different paths. Why should we care about each other? It is better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes than to support each other."

At this moment, even people who did not understand music were deeply shocked. They seemed to see the sky filled with rain of flowers, the sunset red, the lonely figure leaving alone, the man frowning, calling for thousands of times, but the woman was free and unrestrained.

Go. He can't give her what she wants. A hero's achievements, an emperor's dominance, a beauty is hard to keep, and the beauty is gone.