Murong Qianqian wrote down the music played by Leng Sha with five lines, then left blanks under each paragraph, and then filled in the lyrics sentence by sentence.

"When I open my eyes, what I see is your warm handsome face,

Touching it gently, it's like staring at it for a lifetime.

It turns out that love is so simple, never let go and never leave.

Do you know that the days and nights spent with each other, and every moment spent together, are the bones of happiness solidified?

I wish to have the person of my heart and stay together forever.

Have you ever whispered this lifelong promise in my ear, word after word, over and over again?"

While humming softly, she picked up the pen and scrawled down the handwriting, but it was so meaningful in her eyes, like a warm friendship melting into her heart.

"What are you writing?" Suddenly, hot and humid breath came out of my ears.

Because Murong Qianqian was fully immersed in writing lyrics, she didn't even hear Xuanyuan Yao's voice coming in, and she didn't wake up until he spoke.

"Why did you come in? There was no sound at all?" She turned back suddenly, not forgetting to put the rice paper away hastily in her hand.

"What are you writing, so secretive?" Xuanyuan Yao, with quick eyesight and quick hands, reached out and snatched it away.

But the next second, before he had time to read the content clearly, Murong Qianqian pushed him onto the soft couch with a palm, sat on his chest and spread her teeth and claws, "Give it back to me, give it back to me~"

Xuanyuan Yao raised the rice paper above his head, curled his lips and said with a smile: "Is it related to the gift you gave me?"

"No, no, don't look at it anyway." Murong Qianqian had already sat on his neck, stretched out her hand and snatched it away. Then, in order to avoid being snatched away again, she folded it over and over again and stuffed it into her clothes.

He patted his chest and thought: Finally, he was not seen, otherwise this surprise would be no surprise.

Although she tried to deny it, Xuanyuan Yao was already sure that it was definitely related to the gift given to him, so he couldn't help turning over and pressing her down.

"Qianqian~"

"Um?"

"Idiot, you are my best gift. You don't need to worry too much. I don't want you to work hard because of this insignificant birthday. I can't bear to part with you."

"It's not an insignificant birthday. From now on, I will spend every birthday with Yaoyao well, and I will give you a different surprise for every birthday."

"Qianqian~"

"If you have something to say, just say it~"

"It's great to have you. You will be with me in this life, the next life, the next life, and eternity, okay?"

"good!"

…

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

Amidst the sounds of silk and bamboo, Xuanyuan Yao's twenty-third birthday finally came.

Needless to say, the whole country was celebrating with lanterns and colorful decorations, and envoys and princes from various countries with whom we had good relations came one after another to send gifts and congratulate the birthday. The whole palace was very lively.

Boxes of rare treasures were shipped to the palace from all over the world, so much that only one palace could be dedicated to them. It was simply breathtaking.

Seeing this, Murong Qianqian sighed with emotion, the emperor's life was a good one, the gifts he received were enough to cover the expenses of tens of thousands of people for several lifetimes, and those glittering golden things did not almost turn her eyes into color blindness.

The sun is shining and the wind is warm.

In the spring, the sky is clear, the fragrance of flowers is mixed in the air, and the sound of singing, dancing, and gongs and drums is rising up to the sky.

Along the red carpet laid out in the palace, Murong Qianqian and Xuanyuan Yao walked up to the highest throne. In front of them were already kneeling row after row of civil and military officials, as well as envoys from various countries who had been ordered to pay their birthdays.

"Long live my emperor, long live long live~"

"Long live my emperor, long live the emperor"

"Long live my emperor, long live the emperor"

The sounds of worshiping came one after another as they moved forward. The grand occasion was unmatched by any plot on TV.

Xuanyuan Yao walked to the dragon throne, raised his sleeves and said: "All the nobles are at home~"

"Thank you Lord for your kindness~" With a uniform voice, everyone stood up in unison.

Then, a top-notch voice sounded, "The birthday celebration begins~"

Immediately, everyone who had just stood up shrank a little lower, lifted up their robes and knelt down on the ground again, still in uniform order, "I wish my emperor long life and good health."

Then, there was a lot of red tape, which made Murong Qianqian yawn. If it weren't for being in full view of everyone, she really wanted to lie down on the throne behind her and fall asleep.

Raising his brows, Xuanyuan Yao beside him was wearing a glittering golden dragon robe, and the dragon bodies embroidered with gold threads seemed to be taking off in the sunlight.

Compared with the gentle and distinguished person he usually is, at this moment his expression is serious and cold, and his blue eyes are looking at the dark people in the audience, so deep that they can't see the bottom.

At this moment, Xuanyuan Yao seemed a little strange to Murong Qianqian. He seemed like a superior god, but she could only watch from a distance.

But I have to say that wearing the dragon robe, he has an unparalleled domineering look, which makes his perfect facial features even more exquisite. This kind of handsomeness cannot be described in any one word.

Murong Qianqian dragged her cheeks, thinking to herself that the man she was attracted to was just extraordinary, so aloof and domineering, all of which affected her soul.

She resisted the urge to drool and looked away. Unexpectedly, she found that there seemed to be a familiar face in the audience, waving at her enthusiastically.

Looking back, I realized that the tenth princess was sitting in the front seat, waving to her with a smile on her face. Because she was seated near the front, her waving movements seemed reserved and cautious.

Murong Qianqian didn't expect to see her old friend today, and she was even more happy. She wanted to rush down and give her a warm hug, but then she thought that the situation was so rude that she would be killed by the Queen Mother's gaze.

Therefore, she squinted her eyes and responded with an eager smile, her eyes seeming to ask: Your royal brother sent you to celebrate his birthday~

The tenth princess waved her hands and made a gesture, probably saying: Brother Huang sent an envoy, but this princess missed Sister Qianqian, so she came here with her consort.

Murong Qianqian took a look, and sure enough, there was a handsome man sitting next to the tenth princess, and the man who served tea and water seemed to be a full-fledged man.

At this scene, she couldn't help but give a thumbs up, wanting to admire the ten princesses' charioteer skills.

The tenth princess stuck out her tongue and blinked at Xuanyuan Yao beside her.

Murong Qianqian understood and made an "OK" gesture.

Just as the two of them were having a heated exchange, suddenly a big palm covered by a wide sleeve grabbed her jade hand and tightened slightly.

Murong Qianqian came back to her senses, turned her head and saw Xuanyuan's Junyan, frowned and whispered: "Qianqian, I thought you suddenly became paralyzed~"

Twitching the corners of her lips, Murong Qianqian glared at Xuanyuan Yao, "I haven't seen the tenth princess for a long time, and I can't speak loudly, so I can only communicate with my expressions~" Murong Qianqian wrote the music played by Leng Sha with five lines.

, and then leave a blank space under each paragraph, and then fill in the lyrics sentence by sentence.

"When I open my eyes, what I see is your warm handsome face,

Touching it gently, it's like staring at it for a lifetime.

It turns out that love is so simple, never let go and never leave.

Do you know that the days and nights spent with each other, and every moment spent together, are the bones of happiness solidified?

I wish to have the person of my heart and stay together forever.

Have you ever whispered this lifelong promise in my ear, word after word, over and over again?"

While humming softly, she picked up the pen and scrawled down the handwriting, but it was so meaningful in her eyes, like a warm friendship melting into her heart.

"What are you writing?" Suddenly, hot and humid breath came out of my ears.

Because Murong Qianqian was fully immersed in writing lyrics, she didn't even hear Xuanyuan Yao's voice coming in, and she didn't wake up until he spoke.

"Why did you come in? There was no sound at all?" She turned back suddenly, not forgetting to put the rice paper away hastily in her hand.

"What are you writing, so secretive?" Xuanyuan Yao, with quick eyesight and quick hands, reached out and snatched it away.

But the next second, before he had time to read the content clearly, Murong Qianqian pushed him onto the soft couch with a palm, sat on his chest and spread her teeth and claws, "Give it back to me, give it back to me~"

Xuanyuan Yao raised the rice paper above his head, curled his lips and said with a smile: "Is it related to the gift you gave me?"

"No, no, don't look at it anyway." Murong Qianqian had already sat on his neck, stretched out her hand and snatched it away. Then, in order to avoid being snatched away again, she folded it over and over again and stuffed it into her clothes.

He patted his chest and thought: Finally, he was not seen, otherwise this surprise would be no surprise.

Although she tried to deny it, Xuanyuan Yao was already sure that it was definitely related to the gift given to him, so he couldn't help turning over and pressing her down.

"Qianqian~"

"Um?"

"Idiot, you are my best gift. You don't need to worry too much. I don't want you to work hard because of this insignificant birthday. I can't bear to part with you."

"It's not an insignificant birthday. From now on, I will spend every birthday with Yaoyao well, and I will give you a different surprise for every birthday."

"Qianqian~"

"If you have something to say, just say it~"

"It's great to have you. You will be with me in this life, the next life, the next life, and eternity, okay?"

"good!"

…

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

Amidst the sounds of silk and bamboo, Xuanyuan Yao's twenty-third birthday finally came.
To be continued...