Originally, Concubine Xuan really thought so, after all, without the Immortal Demon Flute, the Immortal Yin Gong could not be launched, and with the Immortal Demon Flute, it would be of great help to save the common people.

But listening to Yang Dong's tone, it was obvious that he didn't want to pay it back, how embarrassed was the concubine.

"No, I think...... Spread Yang Shaoxia's immortal sound gong of Cihang Jingzhai. ”

Shi Fei Xuan thought so, Xianyin Gong is Cihang Jingzhai's martial arts, originally privately passed on foreign martial arts is a taboo in the sect, but firstly, Xianyin Gong is not Cihang Jingzhai Zhen's martial arts, and it cannot be used to do evil, and secondly, Shi Fei Xuan knows that although Yang Dong's style of doing things as he wants, he is by no means a bad person.

He has the Immortal Demon Flute, coupled with the Immortal Yin Gong, which can also benefit the world, no matter what, the Immortal Yin Gong can be regarded as having exerted its effect, and it will not be buried forever in Cihang Jingzhai.

can achieve this purpose, even if the door rules are violated, the concubine is willing to bear it.

Yang Dong smiled in his heart, he was not mistaken, although Concubine Xuan acted old-fashioned, she was always a very kind girl, incredibly kind.

Before, because of the guilt of Lu Miaozi and Wan Wan, I emotionally rejected Concubine Xuan's emotions, and at this moment, most of the ice disintegrated at this moment, in fact, from beginning to end, Concubine Xuan didn't do anything wrong.

"No need, although I know how to use the flute, I don't plan to keep this flute, there are people who are more suitable to have it than me." Yang Dong already has a candidate for the owner of this flute in his heart.

"Is it Wanwan?" Concubine Xuan thought, among the people Yang Dong knows, only himself and Wan Wan are outstanding in flute skills, right? Since it's not for yourself, it must be for Wanwan.

Yang Dong dared to go to the Yin Sect alone for the sake of Wan Wan, so what was the accident of giving this fairy demon flute to Wan Wan?

"No, I don't want this flute to be harmed. Wan Wan is not kind enough. ”

Yang Dong has a good impression of Wan Wan in his heart, Wan Wan is not a bad person, but she is by no means a good person, Yang Dong believes that Zhu Yuyan wants Wan Wan to take the fairy demon flute to harm people, and she will not blink her eyes.

Concubine Xuan had some resentments in her heart inexplicably. In addition to Wan Wan, who else can Yang Dong give this flute to? Shi Feixuan is not a proud person, but she has practiced Xianyin Gong since she was a child, and her Xiao skills can be regarded as first-class in the world, except for a genius woman like Wan Wan, no one should be able to surpass herself.

Could it be that he is not kind enough in Yang Dong's heart?

In the past, Concubine Xuan never cared about her image in the hearts of others, just do what she wanted to do, and let others comment on it.

But now, somehow, I'm starting to lose confidence in myself in all aspects. It was as if he thought that Yang Dong was going to give the Immortal Demon Xiao to Wan Wan just now, and Concubine Xuan suddenly felt that she was not as good as Wan Wan in all aspects.

But just when the concubine was puzzled, a beautiful sound of flute faintly came, the sound was faint, as ethereal as a cloud, and as cold as a heavy snow.

"Is there such a beautiful sound of flute in the world?" The concubine was in a trance and didn't believe her ears, the sound of the flute didn't look like it was human, as if she had stepped on the steps to the sky. Floating from the Asgard at the top of the stairs.

"Qing Xuan."

Shi Fei Xuan noticed that a smile suddenly appeared on Yang Dong's face, and then strode towards the direction where the sound of the flute came from.

That smile came from the heart. It seems to imply a special meaning, but Shi Feixuan can't figure it out. She was also curious about who in the world could play such a beautiful flute sound, and followed Yang Dong over.

Yang Dong was naturally a little proud in his heart, when he told Shi Qingxuan that her father was in Yang Gong's treasure house, Shi Qingxuan pretended to be disdainful, as if he wanted to get along with his father for old age. But now that she still came to Chang'an secretly, she had to make fun of her.

Wangxue Pavilion, one of the famous scenic spots in Chang'an, where you can overlook the snow of Taibai Mountain, every heavy snow day. Plum blossoms are in full bloom, Wangxue Pavilion, Jingshui flows eastward, Taibai Mountain Snow, except for a little embellished red plum, mixed with the sky, like a beautiful picture in general.

Li Yuanji is right, this weather, even if it is cold, there are still many people who come to Wangxue Pavilion to enjoy the snow, but at this time, these tourists are not appreciating the snow, but the sound of the flute, and the reward is people.

In the corridor of Wangxue Pavilion, a slender woman wearing a gauze hat stands against the railing, the breeze blows the light veil, and you can only vaguely see the face of the beautiful woman like jade, like a fairy in the heavy snow.

A jade flute in his hand, playing a poignant tune, countless people gathered around the corridor, quietly listening to the flute song.

The heavy snow is cold to people's skin, but the Xiaoqu is cold to people's hearts, and the poignant resentment in it is refreshing. People are unconsciously substituted into the flute song, feeling the sadness and longing in the woman's heart, forgetting to be in the wind and snow, forgetting the cold.

Shi Fei Xuan looked sideways, even Yu Wenshi and all stood in the crowd, quietly listening to the sound of the flute, if it was before, Shi Fei Xuan couldn't imagine any music that could make Yu Wenshi and this kind of person calm down and listen.

And today, the woman in white, who was leaning on the railing, gave the concubine an answer. Just now, Concubine Xuan thought that no one in this world could compare to her flute voice except for Wan Wan, but now Concubine Shi has to admit that her flute voice is far inferior to that of the woman in white.

"How can this be reasonable, I didn't come to Wangxue Pavilion with my son, but came with the old man."

Li Yuanji appeared not far away, and at a glance he saw Concubine Xuan and Yang Dong standing together, and he was indignant in his heart, but soon, he was attracted by the sound of the flute, first surprised, and then slowly integrated into the sound of the flute, stepped forward step by step, and when he arrived in the crowd, he listened to the sound of the flute quietly, and the resentment in his eyes had already completely faded.

Concubine Xuan glanced sideways at Li Yuanji, and her heart skipped a beat, maybe the fairy demon flute really shouldn't belong to herself, the most suitable person to have the fairy demon flute, maybe it was the girl in white in front of her, even if it was the flute she blew out with an ordinary jade flute, it also carried a kind of pure and benevolent infectious power.

This is something that I can't achieve after more than ten years of hard practice.

Of course, Yang Dong knew that the woman wearing the gauze hat was Shi Qingxuan, although he couldn't see his face, but the sound quality of this flute was unique. It's just that Yang Dong didn't know why Shi Qingxuan came to Chang'an to find his father, why he was playing a flute in the snow alone.

After a song, Shi Qingxuan raised her head and glanced at everyone, because she was wearing a gauze hat, no one noticed her eyes, and no one noticed a trace of disappointment in her eyes.

The jade flute was on the lips, and the sound of the flute came out slowly, no one applauded, everyone continued to listen quietly, and Yu Wenshi and Li Yuanji had no intention of leaving. Snowflakes stopped on people's shoulders, hair, and from a distance, the flowers were white.

"This song is adapted by Sima Xiangru of the Western Han Dynasty based on the poem "Kaifeng", it seems that the repertoire played by this girl is all about missing her mother." The concubine muttered. (To be continued......)