When Song Qingge finished attending the Bunny Girl Party in Seattle, the sky had gradually dimmed.

Walking out of the still lively hall, Song Qingge walked slowly on the road in the port area alone. At the end of the day today, there are clear answers to most people's psychological thoughts.

With a happy mood, I was about to walk back to my room, when I suddenly saw an antique hotel at the end of the roadside with brilliant lights inside.

Deyuelou, this is the name Song Qingge thought of for the first special building in the port area.

Memories of several dynasties came to my mind, Song Qingge, who had just returned to the port area, had been in Xingyue World for about 11 years. It's like a traveler who has traveled far away, returning to his hometown again.

So interest rushed up all of a sudden, raised his foot and walked in towards Deyuelou.

"Huh? Commander?"

When Song Qing had just approached the door of the restaurant, he heard a surprised voice coming from the counter on the left. Looking back, Ning Haizheng looked at himself in surprise.

"Good evening, Ning Hai." Song Qingge smiled.

"The commander just came back today, why didn't he go to rest, and instead ran to Deyue Tower?" Ning Hai asked with some doubts.

"I just came back from the party from Bai Ying, and when I came on the road, I saw that the moon tower was still lit, so I came over to take a look." Song Qingge replied.

"Haha, okay, it was really a coincidence." Ning Hai smiled.

"Where's Ping Hai, why didn't you see her?" Song Qingge asked.

"Ping Hai ran to Anshan to play with them. I am still here because I still have to see the store." Ning Hai smiled.

"Huh? Is anyone coming here tonight?" Song Qingge wondered.

"Yes, Shandong is upstairs now." Ning Hai pointed upwards and said to Song Qing.

"Shandong, why is she here so late?" Song Qingge was a little puzzled, after all, with Shandong's gentle character, this time should be in her room.

"It seems that she has taken a guzheng and is practicing on it, right?" Ning Hai said to Song Qingge.

"Huh? Do you practice Guzheng? But I haven't heard the sound of Guzheng since I entered the door." Song Qingge said.

"I just thought about it for a long time. I guess I should be resting during this period. After all, it is impossible to play the Guzheng all the time." Ning Hai said.

"Well, I'll go up and have a look." Song Qingge laughed.

"Well, does the commander need something to eat? I heard them say that you will handle the food in the port area as soon as you come back. I'm afraid you haven't eaten food until now, right?" Ning Hai said to Song Qingge.

"Yes." Song Qingge touched his stomach, "or else, since it is an ancient style restaurant, it should be more ancient style. Give me a catty of cooked beef, a jar of wine, and a few steamed buns."

"Haha, does the commander really think that he is a knight who walks the world with a sword?" Ning Hai laughed, "but there is no problem with these, but what else is there?"

Song Qingge shook his head, "These are enough for me to eat, and more is a waste of food. Who knows that Chinese food is hard, I still remember such things."

"Okay, then I will prepare now. The commander will go up and chat with Shandong for a while, or listen to her playing the Guzheng." Ning Hai said with a smile.

"Well, I'll trouble you." Song Qingge walked a few steps towards the stairs, then immediately turned his head, "Yes, I forgot to ask you, are the wedding clothes ready for the vow ceremony in two days? "

"Already prepared, but Pinghai's still has some problems, so I am preparing for these two days." Ning Hai said.

"Didn't you customize it with Akashi?" Song Qingge asked.

"No, Yixian explained that the wedding clothes of our Donghuang daughter's house are all made by ourselves. Only in this way can we cherish the feelings between the two people." Ning Hai said.

"Well, I see. I believe that on the day of the oath ceremony, you must be the most beautiful." Song Qingge laughed.

"Okay, Commander, go, I'm going to prepare food for you." Ning Hai said.

"Yeah." Song Qingge nodded at Ning Hai, then turned and raised his foot up the stairs.

When I walked to the place where there was a break, a sound of Guzheng came down from the building. I thought that Shandong had enough rest, and started to play again.

Sure enough, when Song Qingge walked upstairs, he saw an ancient beauty with long black hair playing the guzheng in front of him by the window on the second floor.

This feeling instantly gave Song Qingge a feeling of returning to ancient times, and he did not disturb Shandong, who was playing the piano. Instead, he sat at the table opposite Shandong, propped his head with his hands, and began to listen quietly. .

Because of Song Qing's observation, Shandong ended very quickly this time. After the last syllable was played, the guzheng string was gently suppressed.

"Commander, why do you have time to come here today?" Shandong raised his head and said to Song Qing.

"I passed by the roadside, so I came in to take a look, but unexpectedly found that a beauty was playing the zither. This time it was the right one." Song Qingge smiled.

"Haha, does the commander still know ancient rhyme?" Shandong asked with a smile.

"Of course, I was a Donghuang person when I was on Earth, how could I not understand ancient rhyme?" Song Qingge smiled and stood up, walked to the edge of Shandong and sat down.

"Qin Zheng spit out the perfect tune, Yuzhu raises the clear song. The string is stretched and broken, and the sound continues with the wonderful fingers. Only hear the sound around the beam, Ning Zhiyan is like jade."

"Haha, the commander can casually say the famous lines of Shen Yue from the Southern and Northern Dynasties, and it seems that he has a good understanding of ancient rhyme." Shandong smiled.

"The talent of our talented Shandong woman is not bad at all. When I hear this poem, I know that it is from the Southern and Northern Dynasties." Song Qingge laughed.

"That may be because my name is Shandong, so I am very interested in literature and history." Shandong said.

"Yes, after all, Wensheng Confucius, as well as the most famous Jixia Academy in history, are all from Shandong, and they indeed have a very deep cultural heritage." Song Qingge nodded and said.

"Speaking of which, seeing you like this, I think of someone."

But before Song Qingge could continue to speak, Shandong had already said the person's name, "The commander said Miss Hu De, right?"

"Eh, it seems that you often communicate with each other?" Song Qingge asked in surprise.

"That was also an accident. I was reading in the Deyue Tower at the time. Miss Hu De approached me and exchanged reading experience with me." Shandong smiled.

"Hehe, Hu De is really looking for the right person, but her specialty is in poetry and drama, are you still used to listening?" Song Qingge asked.

"In fact, their dramas are similar to the dramas in our culture, and they are both a kind of expressive art." Shandong said, "so we can talk very much."

"That's good, after all, Hood is an old man in the port area." Song Qingge nodded.

At this moment, Ning Hai came up with the thing Song Qing ordered just now...