Dumping Drama • Chapter 11 • Farewell Concubine Drama

Feng Jian turned his face to look at Zhuge Xi, and the silver moonlight sprinkled on Zhuge Xi's face, showing a different kind of beauty, especially holding a jade flute in his hand, and his whole body looked like an immortal descending to earth.

"Okay."

Zhuge Xi smiled faintly and gently blew the flute, and the melodious sound of the flute spread far away, and the beautiful flute sound seemed to melt the hardships of the people in this troubled world and turned into a beautiful peaceful and prosperous world. There is no trace of sadness in the troubled times in the flute, but it is very melodious and beautiful, the boredom in Feng Jian's heart was instantly swept away, and Feng Jian happily hooked Zhuge Xi.

"Yu Jin is really versatile, I admire it."

"It's just a little clumsy, not an exaggeration." Zhuge Xi also smiled heartily.

Feng Jian suddenly remembered the scene when he met Zhuge Xi in the forest before, so he asked: "When Jian met Jun, I heard Jun singing softly, and I listened to it gently, I don't know what song?" ”

Zhuge Xi was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "The general is still the son of the minister of the imperial court, can't he even hear this little talk?" That's the pain of the parting between the overlord of Xichu and the poppy beauty! ”

"Farewell concubine?" Feng Jian paused, then laughed.

Zhuge Xi smiled and nodded. Feng Jian stalked Zhuge Xi to sing it for himself again.

Zhuge Xi smiled helplessly, put away his jade flute, jumped off the stone with brisk steps, looked up at Feng Jian with a little provocation, beckoned, and said: "General, don't forget, the overlord of Western Chu and Yu Ji are two people, how can one person sing?" The general has to sing with me. ”

"I don't know how to tone up." Feng Jian shook his head.

"Pull out the mountain and cover the world~~~ Yu Xi Yu Xi Nai Ruo He ~~~" Zhuge Xi sang two sentences softly.

Feng Jian was even more curious, "Who did you learn from when you sing so well?" ”

Zhuge Xi smiled bitterly: "Since I was a child, I studied drama with my master, I was born at the wrong time, I have no father and no mother, and in the troubled times, the most humble inferior person may be my play." ”

Feng Jian shook his head slightly, jumped off the stone, and held Zhuge Xi's hands.

"Who said that the drama is despicable? is not stained with the chaos of the world and customs, sings sorrow and suffering lightly, wears red clothes, the red dust does not fall, and the war has not been hurt, what is the humility? Immortals too! Feng Jian chuckled.

Zhuge Xi didn't answer, but smiled lightly, "It's sharp and sharp, and he talks like honey." ”

Feng Jian also smiled, but it was not Zhuge Xi's praise that he laughed, but Zhuge Xi's slight smile, which was about to dump the world.

"Why not?"

Zhuge Xi was no longer calm, slightly covered half of his face, and took a few steps back.

Feng Jian was about to say something, but Zhuge Xi gently covered his mouth.

"Have you ever heard the 'Yue Ren Song'?"

"Have you ever heard it, do you want to sing it to me?"

Zhuge Xi smiled slightly, turned around, looked at the moon, and said lightly.

"It's three watches at night, you'd better go and rest, and you'll have to march tomorrow."

Feng Jian didn't listen, smiled slightly, looked at Zhuge Xi, stepped forward, and said softly and quietly: "I still want to listen to you sing the 'Yue Ren Song'." ”

Zhuge Xi frowned slightly, and he didn't have a good time to refuse Feng Jian.

There was silence again, and after a long time, Zhuge Xi gently walked forward a few steps and looked at the hillside and woods in the distance.

"The mountains have trees, the trees have branches...... and the gentle singing drifted away with the wind.

The mountains have trees and branches...... I don't know.