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The restaurant was handed over to Wu Yan. Yang Yichuan planned to spend a few days playing mahjong and waiting for the orchard news. The Xicheng District can be said to be in full swing, and the people there are full of energy. Two rooms have already been built, as long as the walls of the house are plastered with cement, and then cement concrete is added. As for the glass windows, they were already installed when the walls were built.

Now, on the other side of Xicheng District, the masonry of masonry walls, the masonry of the walls, the beating of the floors, the tasks are assigned, and the work is much faster.

Yang Yichuan was much more relaxed. After dinner, Yang Yichuan sat in the room. The lights have been installed and hung under the roof beams, illuminating the room, and Xiaoxiang and Liuli also entered the room.

Now every night, two little girls will be called to play for a while, there is no need to sleep so early. Simply put, why do you sleep so much? Come here hi.

"Li Liu, are the instruments ready?"

"Your Highness, you are all ready."

"Well, today I will teach you to sing."

Yang Yichuan's words fell, and the two little girls exclaimed, "Teach us to sing?"

The two girls stared at their eyes, and Yang Yichuan was not a person who could sing and sing. Although they often went to meet girls in the place of Hualiu, the two girls had never heard Yang Yichuan sing. Besides, it is obvious that the two little girls know more about musical instruments and sing songs.

"Your Highness, you."

"Don't worry, I wrote down the lyrics. How did I sing it? I have only heard it a few times, but I don't know the specifics. It can only be sung by me, and then it's up to you."

The two little girls are all expressions that I understand. Yang Yichuan is helpless, well, you understand, you understand.

"Attention, I started singing."

The two little girls looked at the lyrics of Yang Yichuan. This dog climbed the same words, except for Yang Yichuan, it could not be anyone else's.

"Cough, don't care about how the words are written, just understand."

"Okay, start."

The two little girls knew that Yang Yichuan's plan was to sing Yang Yichuan several times, and then let them play with both instruments. The two were also very serious. Although they could understand it this time, it was still a bit strange.

Blue and white

Strong strokes fade

Peony depicted in the bottle

Just like your first makeup

There are not many songs written by Yang Yichuan, and they are now more suitable for some ancient Chinese style songs. The first song Yang Yichuan thought of was this blue and white porcelain. Although the two little girls were shocked, they were still very serious, listening to Yang Yichuan singing.

Yang Yichuan's eyes were blurred, and his thoughts began to fly away. At that time, when he was young, Ren Liuxu fluttered, covered in snow, without worry. At that time, true love was like water, a little throbbing, a little love, hidden in my heart, infinitely beautiful. At that time, loved ones were there, friends accompanied, singing games, studying homework, and joy.

Opening his eyes, Xiaoxiang Liuli, although the new world is beautiful; closing his eyes, the appearance of parents and family crying next to them, but he can never forget. Yang Yichuan does not want to forget, nor will he forget.

Like blue and white porcelain handed down forever

You smile

After singing the song, Yang Yichuan's eyes were still closed, he could feel his eyes a little wet, if not controlled by himself, it might be exposed. At this time, Yang Yichuan thought of a line in Kung Fu.

"It's a heartbreak, where will you find a friend."

Is this the feeling, lonely? It's really a bit. However, his loneliness seems to be slowly decreasing. Yang Yichuan thought of Xiaoxiang and Liuli, opened their eyes, and the two were right in front of them. This is a new life.

Xiaoxiang heard Yang Yichuan finished singing, with a look of admiration, and almost starry in her eyes. "Wow, son, listen well. Where did you learn? Why haven't I heard this song before?"

Liuli was also a little bit at a loss. After all, he listened to this type of song for the first time and sang so fast. "This, Your Highness, this tune is different from the one I have learned. It sings much faster. You are Where did you hear this song?"

Yang Yichuan also recovered his emotions, and it is not impossible to think about people because of things, but if it is impossible to extricate themselves every time, it is not good. This time, it was just that Yang Yichuan couldn't hold it back. Under normal circumstances, Yang Yichuan was quite cheerful.

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"This song, a singer named Jay Chou can sing. He sings much better than I can sing, but I will never hear him sing again, only you two can sing."

"Jay Chou? Is it Beijing? What is the singer?" Xiaoxiang thought for a few seconds, and soon the answer came. Yang Yichuan listened to the song only in that place, not in Xihecheng, that is Beijing. Yes.

"No, you two don't care about these. Just tell me, can you sing?"

"How can it be so fast, son, you can sing it a few more times, and my sister Liuli and I can restore it." Xiaoxiang is now well-trained by Yang Yichuan, and has always been called the son, only Liuli is stubborn, why not Willing to change his tongue.

"Yeah, Your Highness, we have to listen a few more times."

"Then I'll sing it a few times, don't worry about the two of you. If you can't do it today, you will continue tomorrow night."

"Yes, Your Highness."

"Okay, son."

Yang Yichuan smiled a little, anyway, he is doing very well now, he is a prince, he is not worried about food and clothing, and there are two little beautiful women serving themselves. If parents know, they will be happy, not just sad.

"Come, sing you a few more times."

Time passed by one minute and one second, there were lights, and the two girls didn't notice how long it had passed. They were both listening to Yang Yichuan's singing while writing something. Unconsciously, it was getting late at night. Yang Yichuan stopped singing for a while, singing a total of seven times. The two little girls also learned and completed the task.

"Xiaoxiang, you play the lute, I play the piano. Let's sing together."

"Okay, Sister Liuli."

The two little girls quickly negotiated, and there was a tacit understanding, and now the cooperation is even smoother. The two girls singing blue and white porcelain really have a special flavor, especially the sound is good, the people are beautiful, and they are playing musical instruments. Yang Yichuan is not forced to be the same as the original version. Coupled with this visual feast, it is really enjoyable.

"Your Highness, what do you think?"

"Son, isn't it nice? I still feel a bit of a problem. If you give me and Sister Liuli a little more time, we can definitely do better."

"The two of you sing really nicely. I sing better than my son. Don't pay too much attention to these details. Of course I know that the two of you have done your best. When there is time, I am slowly changing. Anyway, there are lights now, at night. You can sleep late."

"Oh, Sister Liuli, it seems like late."

"Yeah, your highness, Xiaoxiang and I retired first." Liu Li said he was ready to leave the place with an instrument.

"The two of you will stay tonight."

"Ah, son, this." Xiaoxiang was a little nervous, more excited. Although the fate of the two of them was already doomed, but at this moment, Xiaoxiang had both expectation and refusal. Xiaoxiang had to secretly pull Liuli's cuff and asked Liuli for help.

Liuli's face also had a hint of blush, which was extremely attractive.

"His Royal Highness, the concubine said, no." Liu Li's voice is also getting smaller and slower, and he is getting slower and slower.

"That's it, you two will stay tonight. The concubine will not know for the time being, even if you know it, you will not blame you."

"Yes, Your Royal Highness." Liuli finally chose to succumb to Yang Yichuan's "Yin Wei".

"Well." Xiaoxiang also responded indifferently. Yang Yichuan looked at these two little beauties, and his heart jumped wildly. If at first I just wanted two little beauties to stay and sleep together and experience the feeling of corruption, now I'm really a little impulsive.

"Okay, get ready first, come over and sleep together."

Soon, Yang Yichuan felt a little unreal on either side. The two little beauties were shy and did not dare to move, closing their eyes.

"You two are so nervous, why are you still sleeping."

"We are not nervous."

"Ok."

Two soft and weak voices, as well as the seemingly fragrant aroma, stimulated Yang Yichuan. Yang Yichuan must be responsive, but just enduring it. After hearing these words, the two little girls became more nervous. Finally, after a long time, they found Yang Yichuan didn't have this idea, and then fell asleep.