Chapter 1: Purple Clothes

There were only three days to reach the city of Grad, but they were blocked by heavy rain, so they had to stay halfway. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was not until the evening that the heavy rain stopped, and the eaves of the inn were still hung with raindrops that were unwilling to leave, and this kind of country village was particularly refreshing at night after the rain, and you could hear the frogs chirping in the pool. But none of this made Grad Changyu happy, and he had been frowning since he left the hospital, thinking about his unpredictable future.

The innkeeper is a cheerful person, seeing today's rainy day, many guests are stranded, the rooms are all full, the business is particularly prosperous, in order to repay everyone, he invited guests to eat and drink in the lobby at night, and arranged for the guys in the store to make a show, very lively, many guests have eaten and drunk.

Grad Changyu didn't like to be lively, but he couldn't stay in the house, and he was a little depressed and uncomfortable, so he went out for a walk alone, he jumped on the roof of the inn, took out the flute that had not been played for many years, first blew two notes, a little rusty, he stopped, thought about it, and saw the moon breaking through the clouds after the rain, so he readjusted his gestures, and the melodious music slowly flowed out with the moonlight.

At first, the music was gentle and joyful, but suddenly the music changed, contradictions, conflicts, and the music became agitated and intense, and then, it became gentle, but there was indeed tactfulness, resentment, and some helplessness in the gentleness.

The title of this song is "Ancient Moon", which tells the story of a monarch who was born with a love of poetry and songs, obsessed with piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, absent-minded, when he was still young, he recited poems or played the piano and music all day long, and he lived a carefree life. However, one day he must inherit the throne, and he must give up what he loves to inherit the family. He had to give up his freedom and accept all that fate had laid for him. He was confused, helpless, and complained and complained, but no one understood, in the deep palace, one day, he only told his heart to the moon. composed this song "Ancient Moon".

The helpless and hesitant monarch, as if he was a close friend of Geler Changyu, conveyed his thoughts to Gele Changyu through this moon.

And tonight, there is another person who is looking for her sister here, attracted by the music of Gele Changyu, and follows the music. She hid behind a tree not far from the inn, and listened carefully, and the song seemed to channel out the words that were hidden in her heart.

"Who is it?" Changyu was alert, and saw the shadows of the trees, and there were purple clothes flying.

The music stopped abruptly, and the right wing, frightened, turned around and leaped, and hurried away.

Gele Changyu saw the purple figure fluttering like a frightening dragon, like a swimming dragon, hidden in the forest, and the light work was very good.

He was curious and chased after him, the other party was agile, and soon disappeared in the forest, and it was very difficult for Gele Changyu to keep up with her, but after a while, the other party seemed to return, shuttling in the forest.

"Is it a human or a ghost?" Geler Changyu only remembered that it was a purple cloth, but he didn't see the other party clearly. It is said that in the mountains and forests, there are many unjust ghosts.

In a hurry, the right wing lost the earrings sent by her sister, and she had to return to look for them, who had already gone away. I didn't expect to meet Geler Changyu. She was angered by Geler Changyu's words and said, "You are the ghost." The right wing stopped and stood not far from Grad Changyu.

Gele Changyu saw Yi Miaoman coming to him in a purple dress, she was wearing a mask, she couldn't see her face clearly, but her voice was delicate and moving.

"Girl, I don't mean to offend. It's just that the girl's skills are as fast as the wind, and she is blinded. ”

Right Wing recognized Gele Changyu and the flute with the crescent moon jade pendant in his hand through the mask, and she said, "You are the son who just played the flute?"

"Exactly, it was the girl who was listening to me play the flute by the tree?

"Oh, no. As soon as the little girl was attracted by the sound of the child's flute in a hurry, the little girl hid and eavesdropped, for fear of offending the child. "Her voice is delicate and gentle, and every word is crispy.

"The girl also loves this song "Ancient Moon"?"

"It turns out that the name of this song is "Ancient Moon", and people today do not see the ancient times and moons, and this month once shined on the ancients. What does this mean?"

The song tells the story of a monarch who, in order to inherit the throne, had to give up his freedom and accept all that fate had laid for him. A **** told Gu Yue about his feelings during this period. ”

I see, no wonder, the helplessness and hesitation in this tune are very similar to the mood at this moment. Maybe there are some people, as soon as she was born, her fate has already been arranged, she has no choice, and she can't choose. Sometimes, someone has to do a lot of things, and if fate chooses you, then you can only do everything you can to protect the people you love. ”

Gele Changyu didn't expect that the woman who seemed to be gentle and weak when she heard her voice would have such righteousness, she seemed to have insight into what he was thinking. He was reluctant to return to the cage-like city of Grad, and he was even more reluctant to compete with his brother Changjin for the throne. However, he is the one who was chosen by fate, and he did not have a choice.

"Look at what I'm talking about. The right wing talked to himself, and only when he came back to his senses did he remember what she was going to do, and asked, "Did you see a Gesang carved earring on the way to the son?"

"Oh, it's too dark to pay attention to. ”

"Childe, Childe. Suddenly, the voice of his subordinates looking for Grad Changyu came from a distance.

When the right wing saw someone coming, he was about to leave, and said: "Thank you Gongzi for composing the music, the little girl will hurry, and say goodbye." The right wing hurriedly turned and left.

"What do you call a girl?"

The right wing looked back and smiled, the wind blew the mask, and the beautiful side face of the right wing was imprinted in the heart of Grad Changyu.

"Girl, when will we see you again, and I'll find the earrings and return them to you." Grad Changyu shouted loudly, but the purple figure had already walked away.

Purple clothes, Gele Changyu thought to himself, and called her purple clothes.

On the second day, Gele Changyu took advantage of his physical discomfort and stayed in the inn for three days, and during the three days, he played the flute night and night, but he could not see Ziyi again. He also sent people to search the woods along the inn, and finally found the "Gesang carved earrings" mentioned by Ziyi, and he carefully wrapped it.

Although there is only one side, Geler Changyu feels that Ziyi is like a close friend who has been friends for many years, like a bosom friend. She understands the confusion, helplessness and hesitation in his heart. He even felt that no one understood it except her.

The sky cleared, and the merchants in the inn left one after another.

The inn suddenly became empty, and the enthusiastic proprietor became melancholy, as if his loneliness had struck him violently again. He always impatiently called out to the few men who had nothing to do but were chatting on the sidelines, and wiped down the tables, tables, chairs, stairs, and doors.

In the evening, the innkeeper paced the door, and seeing that there was probably no one to stay at the hotel, he told the men to pack up and close the door. When business was bleak, the boss seemed to think that an extra light was expensive, so he asked the man to turn off the number of lights in the lobby, and it was pitch black, leaving only the lights in the guest room on.