Since she stumbled into the bamboo forest behind the Nanfeng Pavilion by mistake, she has been promised by Feng Jinhuan that she can enter and exit the bamboo forest freely, so as to better be a competent personal servant.

Whenever she can't find Feng Jinhuan at night, Cheng Xiaoxiao in the past will give up a little disappointed, go back to the house and count the money, but now she will go to the bamboo forest to hang out and "meet" the "son under the moon".

And every time Feng Jinhuan always responds with laughter, and at the same time calls her name "Xiaoxiao" in his clear voice. Soft, slowly, even though she has heard it countless times, she still can't help but be moved.

It's just that...... Recently, Xiaoxiao girl will come to Nanfeng Hall almost every day to find Feng Jinhuan, and the two of them will either go shopping, or participate in poetry meetings, or go to the homes of various dignitaries and nobles to attend banquets.

Even if Cheng Xiaoxiao went to the bamboo forest, he couldn't see the familiar and warm figure, the moonlight and the beautiful rustling sound in the bamboo forest, lonely......

The first beauty, Xiaoxiao girl, and the happy son of the Nanfeng Pavilion, handsome men and beauties walked together to talk and laugh, envying others. Especially the old and young masters, girls and ladies who thought they were happy with the guard, were jealous and did not know how many handkerchiefs they crumpled.

Now the sales volume of Chengxiao's peripherals has also been greatly reduced because Feng Jinhuan cannot be seen often, so that every time the group of people from the pro-guard team sees her, they will drag her and ask her non-stop, asking what is going on between Feng Jinhuan and Xiaoxiao girl, and asking Feng Jinhuan's thoughts...... Ask......

Cheng Xiaoxiao is also very sad, okay...... She can't often see Childe, she can't collect too many peripherals, she can't collect too many peripherals, she can't sell, she can't sell, there will be no silver! White flowers, silver!!

What's more, she doesn't know the progress of those two people at all, can't answer the questions of the members of the guard, and can't make money to pass on information!!

And Cheng Xiaoxiao doesn't know what is going on with Childe and Xiaoxiao girl! She didn't know as much as the Guards...... Childe accompanied Miss Xiaoxiao to the fat powder shop, and Childe praised Miss Xiaoxiao for her beautiful clothes, Childe ...... She still knows these things from those young ladies who know each other.

The anger and jealousy of those pro-guards were perfectly understood by Cheng Xiaoxiao. In the past, I had never heard of Feng Jinhuan being so close to any girl, but now...... Miss Xiaoxiao has been chasing after Feng Jinhuan for a while, is it finally bitter......

"Huh...... I really want to talk with my son in the bamboo forest, I really want to drink with my son, but I can't let him drink, I can only let him watch him drink......" Sitting on the ground with the wine jar in the bamboo forest, Cheng Xiao looked at the dancing bamboo and muttered to himself, and his mind flew away.

It must be that my recent income is too small, so my mood is so low...... That's why I have a grudge against Miss Xiaoxiao...... Those two people look like a good match, but with Xiaoxiao girl by Childe's side, where do you need her to be small......

Cheng Xiaoxiao was in a low mood and didn't want to sleep, the beautiful scenery of the bamboo forest that used to allow her to forget all her sorrows also lost her attractiveness at the moment, she didn't even want to drink the silver fairy in her hand, and took heavy steps, planning to go back to the house to count the money.

Suddenly, a burst of music came from the bamboo house, breaking the silence. Qin, someone is stroking the qin in the bamboo house! Cheng Xiao turned around in disbelief and walked towards the house as if he was fascinated by the beautiful sound of the piano.

The sound of the piano was slow and melodious, and there were circles of ripples in the air. Cheng Xiaoxiao's grandfather has dabbled in many aspects, and Cheng Xiaoxiao is affected by it, although he can't play, he also knows a little about the piano.

The sound of this piano is gentle, and it should be calm and leisurely, but what is played by the person who caresses the piano is with infinite depression and sadness! The slower the sound of the piano, the deeper the depression contained in it, and Lian Xiaoxiao, an uninvited audience, couldn't help but feel sad.

There is only one person in the bamboo house, and it can only be that person. Feng Jinhuan sat in a bamboo hut with a guqin on the table, and his fingers played each melody accurately on it.

The window was not closed, the thin curtain was blown away by the wind, and the moonlight made Cheng Xiaoxiao able to see Feng Jinhuan's expression clearly. Feng Jinhuan's eyes were hollow, as if he was covered by something, and he didn't see Qingming.

The green tendons on his forehead flare, and the hand playing the guqin trembled slightly, but he still kept stubbornly plucking the strings. Never seen ...... I have never seen Childe look so sad and painful.

"Who is it?" Hearing the sound, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and almost at the same time, Feng Jinhuan's figure flew out from behind the guqin, and instantly came to Cheng Xiaoxiao's body!

Cheng Xiaoxiao was frightened by the roar and took a step back, she looked at Feng Jinhuan, who was exuding anger and grief all around, and couldn't find words for a while, so she could only stand on the spot with a pale face.

It was the first time she saw Feng Jinhuan so out of control, and while she was surprised, she also felt a deep distress in her heart. What happened to make the son, who has always been smiling and gentle, out of control.

"Say, who are you and what do you want to do!? Say! Feng Jinhuan's big hand stretched out, grabbed Cheng Xiao's slender neck tightly, and asked her identity sternly.

"I ...... I am...... I'm a little ...... "Little boy" Cheng Xiao's neck was pinched, and he could only reluctantly say his name, and his face turned red because of lack of oxygen.

"Hmm...... Small...... Little......? Feng Jinhuan listened to Cheng Xiao's words, and repeated them again, and his empty eyes gradually became focused. Big hand, let go.

Cheng Xiao fell to the ground softly, coughing uncontrollably, and finally recovered after a long time. When she stopped coughing, a cup of tea was brought to her.

There was a deep apology and guilt in the eyes of the person who handed the tea, "I'm sorry...... I ......" Looking at Feng Jinhuan's apologetic appearance, Cheng Xiaoxiao couldn't blame him, not to mention, even now, the pain and depression on Feng Jinhuan's face were uncontrollably revealed.

"Childe, what's wrong with you? Is it possible to follow a novel? Cheng Xiaoxiao's hand touched Feng Jinhuan's cheek, she knew that she had overstepped, but now Feng Jinhuan made her feel distressed and made her want to soothe.

He ...... He's being tortured right now, tortured by Heartbreaking, and there's nothing I can do about it, why am I so useless! The clarity in Feng Jinhuan's eyes only recovered for a while, and then as if he had fallen into a nightmare, he let Cheng's small hand caress his face, and he muttered to himself.

"I'm going to suffer with him...... If you can't help him, then suffer with him......" Feng Jinhuan raised his body mechanically, returned to the back of the curtain, put his hand on the guqin, and the heartbreaking sound of the piano sounded.