"When will the bright moon come? I will drink wine and ask the blue sky. I don't know what year it is in the palace in the sky. I want to ride the wind back, but I am afraid that the towers and jade buildings will be too cold at high places. I dance to clear the shadows, how can I feel like I am in the human world?"
Ye Wuque's voice was originally clear and melodious, but at this moment he was standing under the bright moon with his hands behind his hands. The cold moonlight poured down and enveloped his whole body. His bright eyes looked at the bright moon outside the window, giving people a sense of loneliness and loneliness.
The feeling of loneliness.
He is tall and slender, with broad shoulders and a handsome face. His fair skin is shining brightly under the moonlight at this moment. If he is a statue carved from the most perfect white jade in the world, it is more beautiful than the white jade wine glass in Ji Yanran's delicate hands.
To be moist and shiny.
But at this moment, the entire banquet hall had already become dead silent!
All the super geniuses opened their mouths slightly, and the Banque Ci that Ye Wuque just recited was constantly flooding in their minds. Against the bright moon outside the window at this moment, they were instantly immersed in the artistic conception of the Banque Ci!
The three adults who had been sitting on the wall all changed their colors at this moment, even Master Xuan, who had the coldest expression!
"I want to ride the wind back home, but I'm afraid that it will be too cold at high places... It's so cold at such a high place! It's so obvious!"
Master Zhui Feng's eyes became slightly dazed. He was immersed in the meaning of the words. He raised his glass with his right hand and drank three glasses of wine in succession. After playing, he seemed to be repeating half of the words in a low voice.
"This half-que poem alone is enough to be called an eternal poem! I don't know what year it is today for the palace in the sky. Alas, we monks, looking at the sky from a distance, can we know what the palace in the sky looks like?"
Master Shui Miao's voice was as gentle as water, but at this moment there was a hint of aloofness and remoteness. From this half-Que poem, she felt the deep charm of thinking about her loved ones in the distance under the bright moon.
This shows that at this moment, Ye Wuque's heart is full of longing for his relatives.
At this moment, Ji Yanran's gorgeous and unparalleled face in front of the window was already full of emotions. Her clear eyes, which were like autumn water and shining with infinite stars, were slightly absent-minded at this moment. Her red lips were slightly opened, as if she was repeating Ye Wuque's words.
The melodious and melodious whispers of the half-que words that were recited seemed to be infected by the charm of the ancient words.
Ye Wuque, on the other hand, had been standing in front of the window with his hands behind his hands, looking at the bright moon in the sky, seeming to be immersed in his own world.
In the entire hall, almost all the super geniuses were silent, especially Lan Mingri and Qin Wushuang!
Qin Wushuang had already clenched his fists tightly, and a look of disbelief flashed across his handsome face!
He is dabbled in literature and his talent is quite good, otherwise he would not be able to write such a poem. But because of this, he understands better than others how amazing Ye Wuque's half-que poem is.
!
The same scene naturally happened to Lan Mingri!
"Damn it! How could this happen? How could this guy make such ancient words? Why should he? Why?"
This is the first time Lan Mingri has become angry, roaring, and an astonishing evil energy overflows from his body. Although it is suppressed, it has already made Huang Ke and the woman wrapped in black gauze beside him feel trembling!
"Master Ye is not only extremely talented in cultivation, but he is also so unfathomable in literature and art. This half-que poem has already been called a masterpiece of the ages. It is really a blessing for Yanran to hear such a half-que poem in this life."
We have a deep relationship! Yanran first proposes three cups to Mr. Ye!"
Ji Yanran finally spoke. At this moment, her beautiful eyes were shining with light, as if she was looking at Ye Wuque with a look in her mouth. There was a look of shame and joy on her gorgeous and unparalleled beauty, which made people feel proud.
Unrepressible love and intoxication.
This Ji Yanran is not only the most beautiful woman in the capital, she is also a fairy!
"Thank you, Miss Ji."
After drinking three glasses in a row, Ye Wuque's face remained calm, but deep in his bright eyes, there was reflected Ji Yanran's hunting appearance in a white dress, who was also bathing in the cold moonlight. However, Ji Yanran's
That face turned into Yu Jiaoxue’s face!
In an instant, Ye Wuque's eyes once again flashed with trance, deep longing and a hint of sadness!
A hint of curiosity flashed deep in Ji Yanran's beautiful eyes. This was the second time she caught such a look in Ye Wuque's eyes, that kind of deep longing and pain.
"Does he regard me... as another person?"
Ji Yanran was so thoughtful that she guessed this immediately, and instantly she felt a strange feeling of dissatisfaction in her heart.
Because apart from these looks in Ye Wuque's eyes, what she saw in Ye Wuque's eyes was at most a hint of pure appreciation, but without any hint of intoxication or intimacy, as if she was just a prettier woman to him.
"Master Ye, how can you recite only half of such an eternal poem? I beg you, Master Ye, to fulfill Yanran's wishes and recite the second half of the poem as well!"
Ji Yanran was independent, her beautiful eyes were shining brightly, staring at Ye Wuque, with a trace of longing and expectation in her brows, as if she had turned into a cute and coquettish little girl, extremely cute.
Ye Wuque nodded slowly, then turned his face slightly, leaving only one side face facing Ji Yanran, looking at the bright moon outside the window.
"Turn around the Zhuge Pavilion, lower the Qihu household, and the light will keep you awake. There should be no hatred, why should we be reunited when we say goodbye?"
The voice with a touch of loneliness and longing slowly sounded again, echoing throughout the banquet hall, causing everyone to listen attentively.
When the sentence "There should be no hatred, why will it last forever when we say goodbye" came out, everyone looked at the bright moon outside the window. At this moment, they seemed to see how beautiful and cold the bright moon in the night sky was.
At certain times, people always express their joy, anger, unwillingness, and despair to the bright moon, but why has the bright moon ever resented people?
For a moment, the few words spoken by the lower half Que instantly echoed the beginning and end of the first half Que, perfectly.
Ye Wuque chanted slowly, but the next few words made the entire banquet hall fall silent again!
"People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. It's difficult to do this in ancient times. I hope people will live long and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles apart."
Looking at the bright moon in the distance, Ye Wuque finished reciting this ancient poem that was passed down to him with the power of his soul from his mind.
However, what surprised Ye Wuque was that he only then remembered that he had come across two of the sentences in the Yue Que Treasure Book.
But at this moment, Ye Wuque couldn't care about so much. He was also silent in the artistic conception of this ancient poem, thinking about the person he wanted to miss.
"People have their joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes. It's difficult to solve this problem in ancient times. I hope that people will live long and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles away..."
Ji Yanran Ruyu's left hand caressed the exquisite and gorgeous window frame, her red lips murmured these last few words over and over again, she was a little crazy for a moment!
"What a great poem! What a poem that will last forever! I hope we will live forever and share the beauty of the moon thousands of miles away! Hahahaha! This is the most amazing and beautiful ancient poem I have ever heard in my life! Ye Wuque, your talent is so great that it is really hard to find in the world.
! This eternal poem alone is enough to make you famous throughout the ages and leave your name in our capital, Xingyan King!"
Lord Zhui Feng suddenly stood up, holding up the wine in his glass, smiling at Ye Wuque and speaking!
“I’d like to propose a toast to you!”
Naturally, Ye Wuque would not neglect this. He also raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp.
All the super geniuses in the banquet hall sighed slightly at this time, as if they had just come back to their senses from the charm of this ancient poem. They looked at the black-robed figure standing alone in front of the window and had to accept it.
In front of this ancient poem by Ye Wuque, what do the two ancient poems by Qin Wushuang and Lan Mingri mean?
He is simply not worthy enough to carry Ye Wuque’s shoes!
"I remember someone just said that Ye is an illiterate country man, so now Ye wants to ask, if Ye is a country man, then who are you...?"
Suddenly, Ye Wuque, who put down his wine glass, turned his eyes, and a flash of coldness flashed in his eyes, pointing directly at Lan Mingri!