Since the last time they saw him, Ai Zi hadn't seen that purple figure again, he hurried over and hurried away.

Until today.

The sun was just right outside, Ai Zi didn't know why he always felt tired recently, and after taking a nap, he heard a nice music from outside the hospital.

She called the maid outside the house and asked, "Where did such beautiful music come from?"

The maid looked out, shook her head and said she didn't know, but it seemed to be in the prince's bedroom.

Ai Zi got up from the bed and walked straight out of the Orchid Garden, and sure enough, the closer he got to the dormitory built by Nangong, the clearer the sound of this music became.

Ai Zi asked the maid beside him to retreat, and he walked through the corridor, poked his head out lightly, and saw a man in purple, sitting cross-legged on the ground, with a guqin on his lap, playing slowly.

Is this back familiar?

Suddenly, remembering that encounter a few days ago, her eyebrows relaxed, and she jumped behind him in three jumps and two jumps, and wanted to scare him, but who knows, the melodious piano sound stopped abruptly, and his lazy voice sounded again: "Miss Ai Zi, we are really destined." ”

Ai Zi's hand froze in mid-air, suddenly withdrew, turned to him, and said curiously: "You haven't looked back, how do you know it's me?"

Zimo smiled faintly and put down the guqin on his lap: "Everyone's footsteps are different, I naturally know it's you." ”

"Oh" Ai Zi suddenly realized, stretched out his index finger and pointed at Zimo's nose, opened one eye and closed the other, and said, "You don't pay attention at all when you play the piano." ”

Zimo smiled indifferently, his eyes moved up, and he saw a man with a golden crown and hair not far away.

"Hey, Ai Zi, why are you here?"

Ai Zi turned around and saw Nangong Jian, she smiled mischievously: "What's the matter, you don't welcome me?"

"Why, don't I have to go to class?"

"Class?!" Ai Zi suddenly looked back, looked at Zimo who was dressed in purple, and opened his mouth wide: "You are the master of the Cheap Nangong?"

Zimo nodded with a smile, Nangong Jian tilted his head and explained: "Didn't I sneak out of the palace last time, my father punished me, changed me to a master, and asked him to teach me well." ”

It's hard for Ai Zi to imagine that such a laid-back Zimo turned out to be the prince and the prince!

"Master, are we having a music class today?" Nangong Jian pursed his lips and looked at the various musical instruments in front of him.

Zimo stood with his hands in his hands and nodded: "Yes, today you choose a musical instrument, and I will be responsible for teaching you." ”

Ai Zi knew that he was bored, and pouted: "Then you go to class, I'll go first." ”

"Since you came to listen to my piano, you must also have some perception of musical instruments, so it is better to stay and learn together and be a companion for the prince. Zimo proposed.

Nangong Jian came to the spirit all of a sudden: "Okay, okay, come on, come on, Ai Zi, let's pick a musical instrument together." ”

Before Ai Zi agreed, he was dragged by Nangong Jian to the long case, looking at the dazzling array of large and small musical instruments in front of him, but Ai Zi's gaze stayed on the inconspicuous jade flute in the corner for some reason.

The ghost envoy stretched out his hand, picked up the jade flute, and stared at it with his eyebrows, as if looking at another old man.

Zimo's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Ai Zi deeply, and sure enough, even if she made another choice, she still chose the jade flute without hesitation.

"Ai Zi, do you want to learn to?" Nangong Jian showed a look of embarrassment.

Ai Zi didn't know if this strong feeling in her heart was her love for this jade flute, she only knew that she only heard a voice in her heart calling and chose the jade flute.

Perhaps, this is my fate with this jade flute.

Ai Zi nodded: "I think I'm quite destined for it, so let's learn from it." ”

The corners of Nangong Jian's mouth twitched, he was not interested in all the musical instruments, but his father had to learn the same by himself, so he would simply be like Ai Zi.

Zimo took the jade flute in Ai Zi's hand and looked at it carefully: "Are you sure you want to learn it?"

"What's wrong? Can't I learn?" Ai Zi's two big eyes flickered, staring at Zimo Dao.

"No, if it's a jade flute, I don't have to teach you at all, just look at your gesture with the jade flute, you can blow. ”

Nangong Jian tilted his head and said in disbelief: "Ai Zi, you used to know how to blow the flute, why didn't you tell me, hurry up, blow it to me." ”

Ai Zi frowned slightly, could it be that he would give a before he lost his memory?

Fingertips stroked the body of the flute, and a slight coolness spread to the corners of Ai Zi's body in an instant, and she gently pressed the jade flute to her lips and slowly closed her eyes.

The agility of the fingers, sure enough, a flute sound came to me.

Ai Zi's tightly knit eyebrows slowly opened, and in front of her, she seemed to see a vague shadow, white-clothed Shengxue, leaning under the big tree, he was also blowing the flute in his hand, but the flute's body was glowing with bursts of blue light.

Ai Zi wanted to see clearly, but unfortunately, the closer he became, the farther away he became.

A cloud of mist surged in, blocking everything, and between the white and vast world, there was only a sadness, grief, and even a taste of despair.

A teardrop fell from the corner of Ai Zi's eye, dripping down Xiao's body.

Zimo stared at her with his eyebrows, suddenly stepped forward and reached out to grasp Ai Zi's hand, and the sound of the flute stopped abruptly in an instant.

Ai Zi opened his eyes suddenly, as if he had just woken up from a big dream, as if he had had a long dream, and experienced in the dream from the croaking to the twilight.

She looked at Zimo in surprise, her eyes were full of tears, and she couldn't say anything for a while.

Zimo took the jade flute in her hand and said meaningfully: "You are not suitable for a." ”

After that, he turned around and made a gesture to Nangong Jian: "Prince, that's all for today's class, and I'll make up for it tomorrow." ”

Nangong Jian hadn't allowed it yet, Zimo brushed his sleeves away, clutching the jade flute in his hand, but the red light flashed, and the jade flute turned into droplets in an instant.

He originally wanted to test Ai Zi's memory, but he didn't expect that from this Xiao song, he heard the depth of Ai Zi's obsession with Yun Chenyi, and as long as she didn't think of the past for a day, she would still have a chance.

Ai Zi looked at Zimo's departure, reached out and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, a little stunned, I don't know why I cried when I blew it so well just now.

Who is that white figure?

Although he only vaguely saw the side face of the man, he felt very familiar in his heart, very similar to Brother Yunting, but no, Brother Yunting's eyebrows did not have the indifference of him that was like a frozen thousand miles, and the arrogance of rejecting people thousands of miles away.

Ai Zi subconsciously touched the jade pendant worn around his neck, he hadn't heard from Brother Yunting for a long time, and he didn't know if he was doing well?