The reddish afterglow of the setting sun scattered in the city, as if it had coated the life of the city with a light foundation, and everyone's face was not so clear, but looking through the corner of the car window, I only felt that everyone had a warm faint smile on their faces. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Mu Elegy is now sitting in the carriage, and beside her are Aunt Qing and Wan'er, and the street where they are now is the outermost street in the city.

The background of this street is far away from the mansions of the powerful in the city, and it is not like the wine flag in the south of the city, and there is a red lantern Cuicai building in three or two steps. Yecheng should be prosperous and wealthy as the imperial capital, with sheng flute dance and music, missing the sons and young ladies in purple clothes and blue beads, and some of them are ordinary people's cloth clothes and coarse tea, and cooking smoke curls. In the city, the center is naturally the Jingchu Palace of the Chu Emperor, with the Jingchu Palace as the center and scattered, and the east and west directions are respectively the Mu Wangfu of Mu Yan, who is known as the military god of the Chu State, and the mansion of Xiao Taishi, who is now becoming more and more famous. These two mansions are the heads, and behind them are the residences and mansions of the military generals of the court, and the Wenchen is naturally close to the Xiao Taishi Mansion, and the mansions of those military generals are naturally headed by the Mu Wangfu. If someone can overlook the entire city from above, they can be surprised to send down the Jing Chu Palace in the center of the Acropolis in the east of the city and the Xiao Taishi in the west of the city. Until the north end of the city, the Jin Chuwei military camp responsible for the security of the acropolis city, only the south of the city is lined with restaurants and song courtyards, and the shops are endless, and the south end of the city ends with a civilian area, and at the end of the south of the city live the original residents of the city. Now, on a street in the south of the city, a team of horse-drawn carriages is moving slowly, and the word "Wen" on the flag at the front of the convoy is shining brightly in the afterglow of the setting sun. In the distance of this wagon, a carriage also slowly approached it. If this was a joke by the gods of fate, then she must have caught a glimpse of the word "Xiao" on that carriage.

There will be so many people in a city in my life, why do we just separate, and then meet again, I haven't forgotten your name in my heart, and you appear in front of me hand in hand with another person. Tears have not yet heard the call of the heart, the taste of sadness has just concealed the sweet memory, and the people who should have forgotten each other in their fingers have met unexpectedly again, and they have not forgotten.

On the outermost street in the south of the city, passers-by passed by at sunset, and vendors with stalls on the side of the street, looked at each of them earnestly with a song. Although they were wearing the most ordinary cloth clothes and selling the most common and ordinary objects, Yige was so attentive. In his memory of more than ten years, everyone in Mu Wangfu is not comparable to these ordinary people, but in the same way, the happiness and satisfaction on the faces of these ordinary people, the simple and intimate smile, Mu Yige has never seen it. The carriage was still moving forward, and the pedestrians and vendors on the street were constantly moving backwards and disappearing, and Yige couldn't help but turn sideways and look at the back of the car as hard as he could. The evening breeze blew gently, and a wisp of green silk beside her face spread out with the wind, gently covering her fair and pretty face, causing people along the way to look back at her and stop for a long time. The carriage is going more and more slowly, not far from the south city gate, it is late, they come out to wander and relax, naturally will not go out of the city gate, when the carriage arrives at the city gate, it will naturally turn around and go back, naturally slow down, slowly move forward, so that the people on the car can take a good look at the street scenery. The carriage continued to move forward a few steps, and suddenly there were a few lingering sounds in the wind, although they came intermittently, but there was an indescribable sadness. When the car came nearer, the sound of the harp became more and more distinct, and the sorrow in the sound of the harp was so strong that even the horses in the car stopped and stopped. At this time, the carriage that Mu Yige and they were sitting in was in the front, and in front of the carriage was the sergeant brought back by Mu Zifeng from the Guangming Army, led by a person riding a jujube red war horse, which was Mu Goshawk. And behind Yige's carriage, Ling Zhongxu also followed Yige's carriage closely, except for a few people who were responsible for guarding the safety of Wen Haoran's carriage at the back, the rest were also scattered around Yige's carriage. At this moment, the stagnation in front of him, the entire convoy has stagnated, Mu Goshawk in the front has turned over and dismounted, and the sergeants beside him have also dismounted one after another, scattering towards the side of the street, faintly isolating Mu Yige's carriage out of a vacuum.

And Ling Zhongxu behind the carriage waved his hand secretly, and the guards brought out by Wen Haoran were also tightly guarded around Mu Yige's carriage, and Wen Haoran and their carriage behind were also closely guarded. Everyone's nerves were extremely nervous for a moment, and after Wan'er reported to Wen Haoran about Mu Yige's attack at night, Wen Haoran immediately divided the guards around him to protect Mu Yige closely, and more people were also rushing to the city. After thinking about it, Wen Haoran told Mu Zifeng about this matter as it was, and Mu Zifeng also sent Mu Goshawk and the people brought by his Bright Army to protect Mu Yige's safety after learning the news. Now that the convoy has stopped, everyone's actions are naturally understandable, but Mu Yige, who is the party concerned, didn't know it, and when he saw that the carriage had stopped, Mu Yige himself was about to get out of the carriage. Wan'er and Aunt Qing beside her were not easy to stop, so they could only come down with her, and Mu Elegy on the other carriage behind her seemed to have the same mind as Yige, and also got out of the carriage. Behind Mu Elegy, Mu Zifeng and Wen Haoran also got out of the carriage, and now everyone got out of the carriage, and they all heard the sad sound of the piano coming from a corner of the street. Mu Zifeng and the others didn't care where the sound of the piano came from, they all walked over to Mu Yige first. The two carriages were very close to each other, and the group quickly found them. "Little sister, why did you get off the carriage?" , Mu Zifeng asked softly, although it was a simple sentence, he couldn't hide his pity and love for Yige's little sister. "Brother Feng, Yige heard the sound of the piano from the street from a distance in the carriage, and felt that this person who played the piano must have a lot of sadness hidden in his heart. When it got closer, the carriage stopped on its own. Thinking that the man who played the harp was already near here, his sound was so sad that even the horses did not want to march any further. Brother Feng, maybe we can find this person and help this person. "It's much easier to say what you think in song. Yes, when he heard the sad sound of the piano, Mu Yige thought in his heart that there must be a lot of sadness in his heart, if he can meet him, he must tell him, don't be so sad, there are still many things worth being happy in life, you must remember to smile, remember to be happy. "Well, my sister is right, there must be a lot of sadness in that person's heart, if we can, we must tell him that there are still many things that can be happy in this world." But it was Elegy who heard Mu Yige's words, and also said what he thought in his heart. Hearing the words of his two younger sisters, Mu Zifeng's heart also moved, and when he listened to the sound of the piano in his ears, he also felt endless sadness. It's just that the more I listen to Mu Zifeng, the more surprised I feel, listening carefully to the sound of this piano, it is actually the ruin of the country and the death of the family, and the sorrow of my soul is alone.

Wen Haoran, who was beside him, had already heard the mournful sorrow in the song of the person who played the piano at this moment, and the two of them looked at each other, both frowning. The two of them walked forward at the same time and recalled Mu Gosying and Ling Zhongxu, who were still on guard on the street. When returning to the side of Mu Yige and Elegy, Mu Zifeng looked at his two sisters and said helplessly: "Yige, Elegy, it's not early, we should go back." The sadness in that man's heart will be healed when he returns to his home. Mu Zifeng said this, and he was about to return to the carriage, but Wen Haoran behind him did not move. Mu Zifeng turned around and saw Mu Elegy standing beside the carriage in a daze, Wen Haoran accompanied her without saying a word, quietly waiting for Mu Elegy. At this time, a carriage slowly passed through the city gate, walked this way, and gradually entered, the word "Xiao" on the carriage became more and more dazzling.

Fate is often like this, it will crush the last bit of thought and memory of the person in our hearts inch by inch. How sweet the love once was, fate will use the same pain to make you pull up little by little towards this last love. Time can make you forget the most unforgettable love for a person, because it will make you clear and deep in your bones that that person does not love you.