It's not strange to sing the song, it's the name of the song that's strange, and the intuition of the night god tells him that these strange tunes must be sung by that woman At the same time, many people also secretly asked Kagura for the name of the person who sang the song, and for a while, the name "Night Phoenix" swept the entire palace Many people know that it was a little palace maid named Yehuang who sang the song, only in the Ghost King's Mansion, after hearing the name of the songman, the Night God Wing smashed two ancient vases with a long history, and the moon slave muttered in his heart while cleaning up the mess for the white-robed man, the woman appeared Nightshade couldn't figure out what the woman wanted to do, and she was singing in the palace for a good time.
She can casually take out the saint-level low-grade martial arts, as well as the Ice Heart Condensation Pill, and take away his Star Sword, presumably there is nothing missing, and she runs to the Dragon Head Hall to sing songs, is it something wrong or she expects that he can't catch her How can such humiliation be swallowed by the Night God Wings.
Fenghuan Palace.
Sweeping the snow and Mo Dumping the country, all supporting the embroidered tent, embroidering the quilt needed for the New Year, boiling wine rushed in from the outside, "Niangniang is looking for people in the West Palace." ” "Looking for someone again" This year ago, the big and small things in the palace really couldn't be stopped.
The character of cooking wine is relatively rough, and he can't do the delicate work of embroidery, so he can only do it, "But isn't it, it seems that someone in the Longshou Hall has sung a few very good songs, and now the ladies secretly want to know who is singing the song."
Mo Tianguo didn't care, picked up his embroidery tent, looked at the beautiful mandarin duck embroidery on it, and muttered, "It's boring, it's just a few tunes, is it so beautiful?"
Seeing that the master seemed to be thinking about the mandarin duck pillowcase given to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince in the New Year, he stuck out his tongue and stopped talking, anyway, it was just a few more innovative songs.
In a few days, it spread throughout the palace, and Mo Qingcheng quietly went to Kagura twice, and Pinggu told her that there were many people looking for her, from the palace ladies to the princes, who seemed to want her to sing a song, so Mo Qingcheng asked Pinggu to release the wind, and the Chinese New Year's Eve party would sing.
In the next few days, the palace is very lively, after all, it is close to the New Year, all the palaces are putting up lights, hanging red and green, pasting Spring Festival couplets, cutting New Year's paintings, and the East Palace is also a thriving scene.
Only the East Palace is in the courtyard, like a forgotten corner of the world, and you don't have to say hello sooner or later, living an isolated life.
Every night, Mo Chengcheng soaked in the spiritual spring in the space, turned the ground and cultivated the soil, tidied up the medicine garden, and took the time to read the secret notes, but this kind of thing needed the guidance of the master, she looked at the secret notes, she had no clue at all, and she was just passing the time there.
He threw the silver money he recovered to Xi Yue, saying that he had stolen the silver before, and Xi Yue happily took the money, and wandered around other palaces to buy some new red silk and new brocade, and also arranged the red, red, green and green of their depressed side courtyard, and finally had a New Year's atmosphere.
On Chinese New Year's Eve, the entire palace is lit up like stars.
Hundreds of officials in the court, as well as concubines of various palaces, as well as princes and princesses, were all invited to Yongning Palace.
Yeongyeongjeon Hall is a place where large banquets are held in the palace.
The stage was beautifully arranged, and all the guests wrapped the stage in a concave shape, and Kaguraji, who was in charge of the banquet program in the palace, was even more busy.
Sitting in the viewing seat, the white-robed man wearing the mask of the evil ghost, the face under the mask was indifferent like eternal ice, cold and solemn.
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