Homecoming Speech

The lavender exotic clothes also carried a hint of charm.

It's just such a song, is it really suitable for a gift?What the hell is Chuhe selling? The Queen Mother has already been angered.

The queen mother did not give him an antidote just to test or even get rid of him. What is he going to do this time?

Fu Danggui looked at Chuhe worriedly, and just when he saw Chuhe's eyes were smiling, he looked at himself and communicated with his mouth: "What do you want to do? The clothes clearly have the characteristics of the southern country. Are you trying to provoke the queen mother on purpose so that she won't give you a single antidote? Are you courting death yourself?"

"Are you concerned about me? Don't worry, in order to maintain her image, she will not show anything in front of everyone. At least very few people in the entire court know that the current queen mother of the Northern Kingdom is from the Southern Kingdom. She How could you easily reveal your identity?"

There was a chuckle on the corner of Chuhe's mouth, and his gloomy eyes were a little clearer, but they were still more sickly, and even the light in his eyes was a bit painfully depressed.

Fu Danggui fanned the wind with a jade folding fan, "I'm too lazy to care about you, but I lost a backer after you died, so it's a bit difficult to do things."

Facing Fu Danggui's deliberate provocation, Chuhe was not angry, he raised his eyebrows, "You have Bai Qingfeng by your side, he is your backer, what do you want me to do?"

Seeing that Chuhe looked like an angry child who couldn't get candied haws, Fu Danggui chuckled and shook his head helplessly.

"Danggui, what are you laughing at?" Bai Qingfeng looked at Fu Danggui suspiciously, the scene in front of him was not something to be laughed at.

"It's okay, I just remembered something happy."'

Bai Qingfeng's eyes fell on those dancers, musicians, and singers who were ready, took a deep breath and said, "I don't understand what Chu Wang is doing."

Fu Danggui shook his head, and also had a half-knowledge of the situation in front of him, "I'll know after a while."

The melodious moonlight blends with the twilight of the lanterns, sprinkled on the stage, the melodious sound of the flute, the sound of the piano, and the musical instruments join the performance of the repertoire.

A dancer girl, a man and a woman, twirling and dancing in the stage, the jingle on their bodies rhythmically accompanied by the melodious song.

When the singer sang, the song seemed to have a strange magic power, which gathered everyone's attention.

Fu Danggui was a little puzzled as to why this song resembled the one that Chuhe asked him to identify this morning, but it didn't look like it. This hazy feeling made him continue to listen.

The singing voice of the singer is desolate and decisive. The two dancers, one male and one female, make gestures, expressions, and words as they dance, as if they are telling a story.

"The cold mountain is far away, the north wind is bleak and cold, the king travels thousands of buildings, and the dawn guards the king." The singer sang the beautiful poem.

The male dancer made a performance gesture and started to play, "I don't know when I will return after I leave this time. You can wear the bead flower I gave you. The fallen leaves will return to their roots in autumn and winter next year, and the new buds will appear in early spring. If I can't If you return it, you can marry someone else."

He turned his back to her, how could he know that her snowy and moon-like face was already shedding tears.

The bead flower was in his hand, but it was so hot that he couldn't throw it away, he was going to leave after all.

After the words were finished, he could only hear the choked and forbearable sobs and the sound of firm and distant footsteps. He didn't even look back, and walked away with his head held high.

Halfway through listening, Fu Danggui was startled by Chuhe's ghostly talent. He actually perfectly combined storytelling and music, and the opera performance he saw before him blended with the music.

There is new snow in the middle of winter, new leaves call for the coming year, the wind, frost, cold and rain pass, and the rain flowers will not bloom again.

His voice seems to be resounding in the ears, but people can't remember how long it has been, under the swaying and trembling pearl flowers, the beauty has changed, the white hair on the temples, still guarding a lonely courage, as if fighting with him The same return, standing in front of the door waiting for him to return.

Year after year, day after day, someone asked her who she was waiting for, and someone said she was stupid and lonely, but she never wavered.

The bead flowers are still white on the temples, the battle armor has been carried by wind and sand, and the dream flowers bloom on the other side of Huangquan, the man wears stars and moons.

Countless times in the dream, Dai Zhuhua traveled to the cold mountain to look for him, but when she woke up from the dream, the bed was still cold, and one day her anger dissipated, and her soul returned to the underworld.

But at the place where the flowers bloomed on the other side, I saw a young guard, he was staring at the intersection of Yin and Yang, and bunches of yellow spring flowers in full bloom swayed in the wind.

The young man's battle armor overflowed with brilliance, and the old woman's soul was dull, but he spotted the bead flower on the old woman's head at a glance.

Zhuhua has become popular, her soul is born into her soul and her body, her appearance blends into one, it's her, she's finally here!

He only said that the fighting spirit had long since passed away, and he also said that his sweetheart had not yet returned. He waited all day in Huangquan, just to see her one last time, and to draw a perfect ending for the missed scene on the day before leaving.

She had waited her whole life, and he had waited her whole life. The cold mountain hadn't changed, but there was no one to cross it. It seemed that they could only meet again in the next life.

The music ended, and the dancer was still waving her sleeves. Suddenly, the singer jumped up, and a mahogany carved box flew out from her sleeve.

The dancer danced gracefully and caught the mahogany carved box. The musicians, singers and dancers knelt down together and shouted in unison, "I wish the queen mother a long life and peace and prosperity."

The jingling bells sounded in my ears, as if the music story just now was still singing in my ears. The singer holding the carved mahogany box gently opened the carved mahogany box, "Given the gift from Prince Zi Chu!" "Han Shan Du" An solitary pearl flower flickers a tassel hairpin."

There was a strange light in the queen mother's eyes. She looked at the beaded flower hairpin inside the mahogany carved box, and chuckled, "Very good! Very good! The Ai family likes Prince Chu's gift very much. Thank you."

"Thank you Queen Mother for the reward, but Zi Chu doesn't want anything, I just ask the Queen Mother to promise Zi Chu one thing." Chu He coughed lightly and knelt down on the ground.

"Zi Chu, if you have anything to do, just speak up, as long as the Ai family can do it, they will not refuse you." The queen mother looked at Chuhe seriously.

Chuhe kowtowed, "Zi Chu knew that his body would last for a while, so he wanted to go south to find a miracle doctor. Even if he couldn't find a miracle doctor, it would be satisfying to play around before dying. The queen mother can promise Zi Chuwan not to be sad."

"This is what you want Aijia to promise you? Good boy, you are so sick, and you still think about Aijia. You are really a good boy." The queen mother looked at Chuhe with pity, with a look in front of her eyes. The appearance of a loving mother.

But Fu Danggui knew that Chuhe had other plans. With such words, neither the queen mother nor the saint could stop him from leaving Shengjing. His real request was not to make the queen mother not sad, but to use the excuse of making the queen mother not sad to go south to find miracle doctor.