I finally finished writing a long farewell letter. The nightingale slowly approached the window. The moonlight shines into the room, which is extraordinarily peaceful. It's probably another sleepless night.

It's late at night, and the night here is very quiet. A bright moon hung high in the dark sky. There are countless stars dotted with it. This makes the whole night as bright as the day.

The soft wind blows, and the breathing becomes very comfortable, and it is still very pleasant to be in this environment. Looking at the shadows of the trees in the moonlight, it is strange. It's also a good sight.

There was a flute not far away, although I didn't know the rhythm. But the sound of the flute was sad. Who's playing the flute? The nightingale walked with curiosity in the direction from which the flute came.

After passing through the two gates, I saw a man dressed in white, standing next to the bamboo forest and playing the flute. Judging from the back, this person is Liu Yanqing, yes.

The nightingale walked over slowly. stood behind Liu Yanqing for a long time. Quietly listen to him play. The sound of the flute seemed to tell something. It makes people feel that he must be a person with a story.

"You're here? Liu Yanqing didn't turn around, and his tone was not emotional.

Is there a man with long eyes behind him? Nightingale was a little taken aback and knew who she was without turning around? Still asked with certainty.

The nightingale remained silent, and stood there dumbfounded. I didn't know how to answer for a while. It seems that he was playing the flute when I first met him. I didn't expect him to be able to blow such a sad melody.

Liu Yanqing slowly turned around and saw the nightingale. With a look of surprise, seeing his reaction, he was probably frightened by himself, so who did he say just now? Looks like he's waiting for someone.

"Liu Yanqing has seen the princess. The princess should not come out so late. It's windy outside. The princess should go back and rest early. Liu Yanqing's tone carried a hint of melancholy.

"It's not that windy, I'm not that delicate. I heard the melodious sound of the flute, and I couldn't help but come over to see who was playing it in the middle of the night. Nightingale felt a little uncomfortable, because there was no one here, so he officially greeted himself or something every time.

"That's not mine, it's a sudden reminder of an old man. I can't help but feel sad about it. Unexpectedly, the sound of the flute disturbed the princess's rest. Liu Yanqing had no expression on his face, and his tone became a little stiff. It seems that he is pressing his own feelings.

I didn't say that the sound of the flute bothered me, what was going on with him? From the beginning, I wanted to kill and scrape myself, and now I am very disciplined with myself. But why do you always feel like you want to stay by his side?

"I can't talk about disturbing, but listening to your flute makes me want to come and see what is going on. Unexpectedly, Yaxing, which suddenly appeared and disturbed you, said that it was mine. The nightingale said sorry, but what she thought was unknown.

"There is no Yaxing in the first place, so why bother." Liu Yanqing showed a wry smile.

"I just listened to your tone, were you waiting for someone?" Nightingale couldn't help but ask.

"Nope." Liu Yanqing's answer was categorical.

This is in response to the explanation that it is a cover-up, and a cover-up is the truth. The more this happens, the more I think it's okay. He didn't have that much to say, if he didn't want to say. Just don't ask.

"It's so late, the princess should go back and rest. It was inconvenient for the princess and I to be alone in the middle of the night. Liu Yanqing gave the order to evict the guests.

But let's be honest, this era is no more than the 21st century. If it is seen by someone who cares. This is jumping into the Yellow River and can't be washed.

"It's on fire, it's on fire,......" Suddenly there was a rush for help not far away. In an instant, all kinds of noises came in a steady stream.

If you look at the sound, isn't the place where the fire is burning in your room? Not long after I came out, the room caught fire? Ryue is still in the room.

The nightingale suddenly said, "Not good." "I ran at the speed of a 100-meter sprint. I saw that my room was already a sea of fire, and thick smoke filled the courtyard, and the firefighters hurriedly hit the water. A bucket of water bumped here, and only half a bucket remained.

"Did the people inside come out?" The nightingale grabbed a small Si and asked.

"Did you say that stupid girl? She came out, and for some reason ran in again. Xiao Si's tone was very urgent. Then he left without waiting for the nightingale to continue asking.

"Ryuhui, are you still inside?" The nightingale shouted at the top of her voice. Watch the logs on the cornices fall one by one. "Girl, I'm in there, you don't have to worry. I'll be out right away," Ryue's voice came out. There was a faint coughing sound.

How can this not be worried? Why does this fire burn so strongly? Obviously, it was good when I went out.

The fire is getting bigger and bigger, and seeing that the whole room is about to be engulfed in flames, Ryuhui's voice also faintly disappears. None of the people who came to the rescue dared to go in.

What the hell is Ryue trying to do? Why hasn't it come out for a long time. The nightingale is dying.

Looking at Ryue, who was in the sea of fire, she was about to run out, and a huge beam fell. Smashed alive on Ryue's leg. Ryuhui struggled in the sea of fire, and didn't she hold the letter she had written to her?

Liu Yanqing shouted and called for someone to save Liuhui out, but the people who came to support looked at such a huge fire and said that Liuhui could not be saved.

At this time, Xiao Si carried the remaining half bucket of water. Walk past the nightingale. Looking at the hesitant man, the nightingale snatched the water from Xiao Si's hand and drenched herself. Tearing a damp cloth from his clothes, covering his nose, he ran in.

Look at the nightingale running into the fire without hesitation. Liu Yanqing wanted to step forward to stop him, but unfortunately he was a step too slow. The nightingale has run into the fire.

Liu Yanqing stopped another Xiao Si who was carrying water and poured water on himself. Follow the nightingale and go in. looked at Liu Yanqing and the nightingale who ran into the sea of fire. The supporters scolded one after another. What two madmen who don't want to die.

"Ryuhui...... Ryuhui ...... Where are you? "The nightingale has been so thick with smoke that it is impossible to see what lies ahead.

"I'm here, girl, don't come in. Get out of here, the fire is too big. Ryue felt like she was reaching her limit. She didn't want to involve the nightingale to die with her.

Looking at the big pillar on Ryue's lap. Nightingale really can't do anything about it. blame yourself for being too weak. Ryuhui was her only friend here, and she didn't want to see her die in front of her.