Die Fei'er stayed in Piba Villa for a few days and felt refreshed.

Tonight, a bright moon shines coldly on the white house and green tiles in the art museum.

Wanwan looked up at the starry sky: It is also said that the most eye-catching thing in this sky, and the bright moon is naturally the one that attracts imagination.

"Wanwan, I came to drink and enjoy the moon with you. This bright moon will naturally remind girls of the legendary Moon Palace Fairy - Chang'e. It is said that she was Houyi's wife. Because she stole the immortal medicine given to Houyi by the Queen Mother of the West, she rushed to the Moon Palace and became an immortal. But she was cold in Guanghan Palace for a lifetime, I think it would be better to be in this world! It's better to have Wanwan's company. As the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, our wedding is approaching, I am so happy... Let's see what good wine I bring to you, and you sing a song, I play an erhu song, it's great..."

Wanwan looked at Mei Wusen, holding a bottle of wine in his hand and pouring a glass of wine. He then took off the erhu from the wall...

"A pot of wine among the flowers, drinking alone without a blind date. I raised my glass to invite the bright moon, and the shadow became three people. Since the moon did not drink, the shadow would follow me... I sing and wandering the moon, and my shadow would be scattered."

I just recite a few ancient poems.

Mei Wusen was playing the erhu affectionately, and Wanwan suddenly felt that he was a little elegant and friendly tonight, and was no longer so profound and unfathomable.

Wanwan stood outside the window, looking around, on a quiet night, the bright moon was in the sky, and a golden disc reflected in the calm pond outside the art hall...

It was Mid-Autumn Festival, and the cool breeze hit, the shadows of trees were swaying, and the shadows of trees were trembling slightly, everything was beautiful...

The surroundings were very quiet, with only the low voice of Erhu. Mei Wusen focused on stroking his beloved Erhu.

The melodious erhu sound and the bright moon, accompanied by the breeze, draw an ethereal arc in the quiet night sky. The sound is born from the heart.

Wanwan seems to be able to hear the scenery in the Erhu:

The moon was covered by a cloud, and the water edge became dimmer, and the shadows of passion fruit trees outside moved heavily in the breeze.

The sound of the Erhu suddenly changed, like a strong wind blowing into the pond, causing ripples.

Suddenly, Mei Wusen's erhu sound became excited, Hu Xian was there, people were there, and heart was there...

Wanwan finally understood Mei Wusen's meaning.

He seemed to be intoxicated by himself. Wanwan picked up the embroidery rack and prepared to make a girl-red girl. She has been following Jia and her mother since she was a child and learned embroidery. Her mother's words will make her remember for the rest of her life:

"There is no shortcut to learning embroidery skills. You can only practice the basic skills over and over again. Especially when you first start, you have to sit in front of the embroidery table for fifteen or sixteen hours every day, practice acupuncture and dividing threads, and endure loneliness."

"So beautiful, Wanwan, you are so talented. You even do a good job of the girl. Look at this phoenix flower is so vivid..."

Mei Wusen put down her erhu, walked to her side, admired her carefully, and made a sound of admiration.

"This embroiderer takes a long time to practice repeatedly with thousands of times..."

"Wanwan, do you know why I like you alone? I think you are different from other women. You are accumulating and tempering. What you are tempering is the tenacity of tempering your temperament and mind, and only those who can endure loneliness and persevere until the end can see the splendor of the weaving.? I am surrounded by women who need you..."

Mei Wusen pulled Wanwan's hand, put it beside her mouth, and blew with pampering breath.

"I have loved doing this embroidery work since I was a child. When I sat down to embroidery, I felt very calm. I liked this feeling very much. I used needles as pens and colored with thread..."

Wanwan pulled out her hand, smiled slightly, lowered her head, and continued to embroider her Fengxianhua.

"But he taught the peach parrot leaves, and he sent Chanjuan to sing "Bamboo Branches"."

Mei Wusen looked at the beautiful Wanwan and he also said happily.

"Chanjuan is a beauty and a moonlight, but it is also my favorite flowers and trees: the moon is like ice and snow, leaning against the spring breeze and smiling at the wild begonia.

When the wind blows, where does Liezi return? Every night, the beauty of the moon is on the willow branches."

Wanwan casually recalled the poem and muttered it.

"My beauty, beautiful scenery, elegant people, clear moonlight and happy, it's a wonderful scenery..." Mei Wusen cheered loudly!

Liu Bi saw the scenes of Mei Wusen and Wanwan clearly in the outer room. He had already thought about what he was going to do at Mei Wusen’s wedding, and a gloomy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth...

He walked to his cottage in the art gallery again. He went inside, found a pack of sweat pills from a package, and put it in a pair of shoes. He felt safe, so he took it out again.

He left the art hall again, rode a carriage, and ran towards the Meiyuan. He didn't expect to see Tian Sicong who was about to go out on the road.

"Brother, where are you going? I'm going to talk to you about it. Our good things are coming soon. Mei Wusen's wedding date is his death... Let's go to the tavern together and have a few drinks..."

Liu Bi stopped the carriage and quickly grabbed Tian Sicong and got on his carriage.

"Liu Bi, what are you good ideas? Let's talk about it... You kid, sneaky. At that time, the Meiyuan fell into your hands, so you can do it, haha..."

Tian Sicong was in the carriage, pulled up the curtains and looked out, but fortunately he had no acquaintances.

They walked into a tavern.
Chapter completed!