Chapter 50: The Flute

After the seventh princess left, a person flashed out of the roof and appeared in front of General Qin. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Lord, master!" The adjutant general's distorted face and changed his tone of voice were glared at fiercely by General Qin.

"Say!"

"No, I didn't expect it, Lord, the master also has this time." The person in front of him really couldn't hold back and laughed.

"Monzo wants to go to the ice prison?" The threat is obvious.

The person on the other side really looked serious. Where the ice kiln is, he naturally knows.

"Master, my subordinates have found out her whereabouts."

"Where?"

"Mountain of Rebirth."

"Did you read that right?" General Qin's eyes were full of complexity and doubt.

"The subordinates can see it clearly."

"Are you sure you're still alive?" His throat tightened, and he asked hoarsely.

"Alive."

"Go now, make sure I see people." For the first time, the answer in his heart was questioned, if she was still there, then who appeared in front of him, impossible! He trusts his feelings.

It was nearly dusk, and the seventh princess was worried about the person who appeared in front of her, and she never came back, and just when she was in doubt, she saw the deputy general beside him and walked over. "I've seen Madame!"

She had become accustomed to the names of these soldiers, and perhaps she preferred them to call her Mrs. to the Seventh Princess.

"Vice General Sun, what's the matter?"

"The general left a letter for his wife." Vice General Sun handed over a salallow piece of paper.

"The general is out?"

"Madame knew when she saw the letter, and her subordinates retired!"

The seventh princess looked at the retired Vice General Sun with some confusion, and gently opened the letter.

"The balance of the account is not settled, don't flirt again! Take care of yourself and be back in seven days! ā€

The seventh princess frowned slightly, why was she in such a hurry, she was in such a hurry.

In this way, it is more convenient for you to act and save a lot of trouble!

This night, I thought I would sleep well without his interruption, but I couldn't sleep. Slowly got up, and the moonlight, walked to the small hill in the backyard, the silent night, the occasional few insect calls, mixed with the sound of trickling water, a little bit of life, the autumn night is a little cool, the seventh princess is wearing a green cloak, standing on the top of the hill, under the slight moonlight, the entire general's mansion is reflected in her eyes.

She remembers every day she got married, this is also a gift from God, even if the closed heart is hidden, but it can't resist the true emotions in her heart, she is afraid! I am afraid that one day I will have affection, and I am afraid that my reluctance will have selfish desires. What is even more afraid is to hurt him again, and when the time comes, what will she do to heal his torn old wounds. obviously can't give him hope, but he can't control his heart, and his beating heart every time he sees him, he no longer reminds himself that he still loves him.

If she can give love, she will give it all without reservation, but ironically, the more love she gives, the more it hurts him, and she regrets it when she thinks of her impulsiveness during the day. Knowing that he had doubted himself, knowing that he saw her as the Xuan Ruo who jumped off the mountain of rebirth seven years ago, she still gave him hope.

I really want to be like my aunt said, if it is always like this, how nice! But she can't give him eternity, and she can't promise him this life. A tear fell from the corner of his eye, and the white jade flute in his hand was gently placed on his lips, and his chaotic thoughts came out with the sound of the flute. It seems to be crying, it seems to be laughing, it is entangled between the stranded and the parting, and it is strange to listen to people's sadness.

The aunt who didn't close her eyes on the bed felt bitter in her heart, and the girl's heart was shaken. It's just that she doesn't know if she will be able to live happily as she thinks.

After a long night, the sound of the flute finally stopped, and all was silent again.