Although the music played is different, this less skilled flute sound is the same.

This is obviously the breath that only beginners can have, and it is well known that anyone who is proficient in music will be able to move people's hearts with music, like a lullaby.

But this song does not have this mellow and deep feeling, but like a layer of duckweed, the surface is intact, but the inside is hollow.

Pulling out of Di Yun Yan's arm, it was rare, Di Yun Yan didn't even notice it, her eyes flashed, staring at Di Yun Yan's blood-fading cheeks, it seems that he, this time, is really injured, and in order to deal with Ling Tiantian, he hurt himself, and after a good night's rest, he should be able to recover.

"Emperor Yunyan, you are really jealous. Lan Shengxue tilted her head, curled her lips and looked at him with a smile, touched his face with her hand, and said jokingly.

You look so beautiful, no wonder others want to poison you and ruin your appearance.

She crept close to Di Yunyan's ear, and the warm breath brushed into his ear, she licked her tongue, then smiled and got up to leave.

At this moment, Di Yunyan seemed to have a dream, the dream was still the hot spring pool, he was at the bottom of the pool, looking at the white figure that had been entangled with him for a long time, leaving him, but he couldn't see her face clearly, "Don't go" subconsciously, he whispered softly.

Lan Shengxue had just walked to the door when she suddenly heard his voice, and immediately paused and turned her head to look at him.

Seeing him sleeping quietly, the whispering just now must have been a dream, right?

This man, maybe he dreamed of a little lover again.

The sound of the flute was still there, and she didn't want to miss the business, so she pursed her lips and stepped out the door.

The wind tonight is a little cold, I don't know if it's because of the restlessness, or because the atmosphere is a little tense, she gathered the clothes on her body and shrunk her neck, tonight, it's really cold.

Looking for the sound of the flute and walking all the way, Lan Shengxue found that this was actually the Flower Garden, not very far from the courtyard where the disciples lived.

Hidden behind a waist-length junzi orchid, she leaned over and looked at the scene in the gazebo not far away.

There were three people in the hall, one of them was sitting squarely, and the moonlight was falling on the pavilion, and the man was holding a jade flute and was playing.

Two men stood next to them, silent, as if waiting for the man's orders.

I remember that at the beginning, this was the place where Ling Tiantian gathered all the disciples, but I didn't expect that someone could come here in a big name, was it expected that there would be no one but Ling Tiantian who dared to approach?

As the saying goes, the most dangerous place is the safest place, and that person's mind is really meticulous, but, who is he?

The gazebo covered his face, and the white veil flew gracefully in the air with the breeze, and Lan Shengxue couldn't see the person's appearance.

The sound of the flute finally stopped.

"How is the matter over there in the Blue Feng Imperial Capital explained by the Lord?" the flute player asked slowly.

Lan Shengxue's expression tightened, wasn't this the voice of the Black Scholar smiling and talking to the Five Protectors that day?

I remember that day, the black scholar also asked her and Di Yunyan to go to the street to bring him some snacks, that day, the five protectors talked about the qin in the pavilion elsewhere, and the black scholar also asked him at that time, he liked music so much, why didn't he ask Ling Tiantian, who was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.