The night was already deep, but Ru Huan still couldn't sleep, so she simply got up and put on her clothes, took out the sachet that Zhiqiu gave her, and pondered it carefully. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

I was studying the pattern of the silk thread, but I heard a quiet flute sound coming slowly.

The timbre is clear and comfortable, gently and slowly, like the long sleeves in the hands of a fairy, smoothing the marks between the eyebrows and soothing the worries in my heart......

But vaguely, there is also a taste of longing and guilt, as if entangled in some kind of contradiction in the heart and unable to escape. It seems that the soul of the Piper is firmly bound to some dark corner, waiting for someone to reach out and grasp him and redeem him.

But this silent cry is buried deep under the melodious music, and the moving and gentle melody has to make people suspect that the gloomy darkness in the song is just an illusion of their own!

Ru Huan couldn't help but slowly put down the sachet in his hand, slowly closed his eyes, and listened to the breeze in the flute to warm up, the birds and flowers in the flute, and the small bridge and flowing water in the flute...... The strangeness brought about by the dynamic notes is still there......

Xu is melody is too beautiful, Ru Huan was entangled in this crying timbre, and his mind gradually fell into a misty chaos.

The more I listen to this melody, the more familiar it feels......

Suddenly, the memory of the second day passed through her mind, and the memory drove away the sleepiness that made her hurriedly open her eyes, Huo Di got up, and you walked happily in the direction from which the flute came.

Ru Huan's face showed joy, but he couldn't help muttering to himself: "Is the melody of this song ...... Is it the one who first crossed over here and helped me sleep with the sound of the flute?"

On the first day of Ru Huan's crossing, she fought wits and courage with the prince, Xie Lanlan and others, and under the pain of enduring the pain, she solved the string murder case and returned her innocence.

On the way home, she happened to meet Liu Shiyun and Ye Yiyi, and in desperation, she used a little trick to teach the two tsundere ladies who didn't know what to do.

finally entered the gate of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and was almost framed by Xie Lanlan and Yao Yao to make a fool of themselves, fortunately they found out in time and slapped back in the face, letting them know that she Xie Ruhuan is not easy to provoke!

However, the concubine selection ceremony on the second day was still not much better, and he was chased by the assassins along with the Hades and almost broke his leg.

When all this was over, she was already exhausted, and she was glad that night, with the sound of this flute to sleep with her, dispelling the anxiety and haze in her heart.

Memories of the first two days after coming to ancient times flashed in his mind, and Ru Huan quickened the pace of walking at night.

Under the vast moonlight, a person half-lying on the tree has a flute on his lips.

The dark red wide sleeves are slightly raised, and they are lifted by the night wind, making people look at it at a glance, like ghosts and gods in the night, attracting people's worship. The blood-colored pupils of the hook opened lightly, like a new moon, making the pearl and jade sound emitted by the jade flute also carry a bit of the weird aura of night charm!

"Is it you?" Ru Huan saw that Nan Yanyin was playing the flute, and his eyes widened in surprise, looking incredulous.

Nan Remnant stopped playing, and his bloody eyes that couldn't see his emotions were slightly half-closed, obviously he didn't make any facial expressions, but the arrogance and arrogance that exuded made people want to go up and kick it!

He seemed to have been disturbed and stopped playing, and the white jade flute in his hand was as flawless as that finger, but it was also the same as that finger, faintly glowing with a cold light.

With his arrogance, he naturally didn't answer, but his long eyebrows moved slightly, obviously intending to ask Ru Huan what he meant by this.

Ru Huan took a step forward, her bright eyes inhaled a little starlight, which looked like a brilliant gem at first glance, and she asked again: "Two months ago, near the Imperial Capital Zuo Prime Minister's Mansion, did Qing Youjun play the flute?

Nan Yanyin's bloody eyes narrowed slightly, and the faint light that was isolated from the red dust and untainted by the world, but it rarely flashed a trace of interest, and then the cold voice like the moon rose lightly, and he actually asked Ru Huan: "The melody is the same?"

Ru Huan nodded vigorously, a pair of clear eyes full of sincerity, just staring at Nan Yanyin without blinking.

Nan Yanyin's cool lips were slightly hooked, and a hint of sarcastic smile faintly floated through, but the slight arc was fleeting, almost blending with the dark night, and Ru Huan couldn't notice it at all.

His bloody eyes opened, his gaze was fixed on Ru Huan's face, seeing her bright eyes like stars, the heartbeat feeling he had felt once struck again, this unfamiliar heartbeat imbalance made him frown slightly, but he still moved his chin.

"Is it really Qingyoujun? that day, thanks to Qingyoujun's flute, Ruhuan was able to sleep peacefully, since this is the case, we are both clear. ”

She originally wanted to find a chance to play tricks on Nan Remnant, who let him throw himself at the bottom of the well that day and leave?

But he was the Piper of that day!

Well, seeing that the fragile little liver that just wore was warmed by the sound of the flute that day, the account between them was settled.

Nan Remnantyin didn't expect that Ru Huan still remembered the hatred at the bottom of the well that day, and naturally didn't pay attention to the meaning of her last sentence, although her eyebrows were still so cold, she actually took the initiative to say for the first time: "Do you like this song?"

"Like. Ru Huan replied honestly, because she really liked it.

"Resignation". His voice was still as thin as the mist in the sky, and there was no trace of it, but Ru Huan seemed to hear a complicated tremor.

But after he mentioned this, Ru Huan was a little impressed, as if he had heard that Qingyoujun of the Xiangning Dynasty was good at flute sound, and the guzheng of the Chengwang of the Holy Land Dynasty were the two unique music rhythms in the world!

Thinking of this, she also understood, when Nan Tangxi was infected with the virus, she didn't know whether she was alive or dead, and Nan Remnant was worried about her sister's illness, so she played the flute here to convey her brother's heart to her sister?

This arrogant and unsympathetic Nan Remnant is at least sincere to her sister, Ru Huan even has a trace of envy for Nan Tangxi at this time, she is very envious that the other party can have a loving brother, even if this brother is usually dragged to the sky, but he will always stand by Nan Tangxi's side at critical moments, instead of meeting a shameless brother like Xie Fengqing like herself.

However, Ru Huan also has a trace of doubt in his heart, although the flute sound is not as gentle as the first night, but it is more clear and agile when the notes change, melodious and moving, in terms of wind skills, it seems that today's performance skills are much more refined than two months ago, but for some reason, Ru Huan prefers to play when he first hears it.

Maybe it's because I just crossed over that day, and I was in a crisis to face the enemy, and I was in a mood of excitement and fatigue, so I resonated with the flute even more!