Xiao Qiao lowered her eyes, responded in a low voice, got off Mrs. Wu's canopy car, then took her own car and rushed to Sifangju...

Soon, people began to arrange things on the high platform of Sifangju. They were hanging curtains, arranging flowers, and adjusting musical instruments. After a while, Mrs. Wu was sitting on the left and right of the big and small Qiao.

With support, he appeared between the corridors of the pavilions and pavilions...

Xiao Qiao lowered his head and couldn't see his face clearly.

But Da Qiao still seemed to have a bulging belly and walked slowly...

The curtains are fluttering and the petals are colorful.

"Walk slower... hold your belly with the other hand... lower down... right, right over there, don't let go..." Mrs. Wu whispered in the ear of Xiao Qiao, who was wearing Da Qiao's clothes.

, "Just follow me..."

"Wei..." Xiao Qiao glanced at Da Qiao, whose face was still pale, and even applying powder could not completely cover it up, and responded in a low voice.

Mrs. Wu also glanced at Da Qiao, a bit of disgust slipped through her eyes, and then she hid it. She smiled brightly and looked like she was being supported by two people. In fact, she was holding two people, and slowly climbed onto the board.

On the high platform.

It is a grave sin to neglect and lose a child of the Sun family!

If it weren't for the foundation of the Sun family, she would definitely not be tolerated!

The music sounded and the dancers danced gracefully.

Mrs. Wu and Xiao Qiao were sitting behind the bead curtain, looking very happy.

The sound of vocal music is long and melodious, floating around.

Some people who were peeking out from afar looked at the singing and dancing on the balcony, and couldn't help but show some doubts, and then they frowned and left...

At the same time, far away on a hillside outside Baqiu, there was also faint music floating among the mountains and forests.

In a small pavilion, Zhou Yu was playing the piano alone.

In the corner of the piano table, an incense burner is filled with light smoke. The light blue, curved lines formed in the air seem to linger resentfully along with the sound of the piano. The music of the piano lingers repeatedly, and I don’t know whether Zhou Yu played it for the first time.

Several times, it’s the song "Green Clothes"...

"Boom!"

One of the strings suddenly broke. When the string was stretched back, the slender and sharp string cut Zhou Yu's finger. Blood immediately surged out and fell on the long piano...

Zhou Yu seemed unaware and continued to play, but not long after, two or three strings were broken one after another, whether because the Changqin was overwhelmed or because the blood soaked the strings!

The broken strings jumped, twisted, and even splashed blood on Zhou Yu's face...

But Zhou Yu still seemed to have no feeling at all. He just finished the whole piece with the three or four remaining strings. When the last note fell, Zhou Yu pressed his palm on the long harp, and the remaining strings responded.

Break together!

"Brother Bo Fu! Brother Bo Fu..."

"How about my brother! How about my brother..."
Chapter completed!