Although everyone couldn't hear the sound of the two of them playing, they felt the inner world of the two of them in the depths of their souls, so as to see the state of mind of the two.

The state of mind seems to have formed an illusion, constantly evolving in front of everyone.

Haoyunzheng's sad song in exchange for a prosperous chapter. From hell to heaven, guide the orange in the pavilion with the sound of the piano.

At this time, Hao Yunzheng's fingers, under the beating of the strings, appeared one after another. Blood has stained the guqin red.

And in the pavilion, when the breeze blew the curtain, everyone also saw that the woman's eyes were full of blood and tears.

In the depths of everyone's souls, they could feel the changes in the mood of the two.

It seems that he was moved by Haoyunzheng's climb from hell to heaven and got some hope. The orange who fell into the demon in his heart also seemed to see a glimmer of hope.

In the depths of my heart, the two souls who are constantly struggling. A sad, hopeless. One is so angry that he wants to kill someone.

Two souls, one evil and one good. One is a human and the other is a demon, constantly fighting for this body.

Because of the sound of Haoyun Zhengqin, the artistic conception of climbing from hell to heaven seemed to make her see hope. The good soul has finally defeated the evil demons. Although it can't get rid of the demons, it has faintly suppressed the demons.

In the perception of everyone, the picture that appeared in the depths of people's hearts seemed to appear above the heads of the two people.

Among them, one climbed from hell to heaven, walked out of a pool of blood, and saw the flowers and mountains. And one is from the battle between good and evil, because he sees hope, which leads to goodness taking over.

The woman covered in blood had a bloody face full of tears.

The evil aura in his eyes was suppressed, and he seemed to have fallen into the camellia.

In reality, the despair in her piano seems to be much calmer. The faint aura that emanated from it also seemed to be suppressed.

When everyone saw this scene, they couldn't help laughing.

It is a laugh from the heart, a laugh from the soul that is moved by that artistic conception.

In the smile, with the tears on the face, everyone seems to have seen a rainbow after experiencing the wind and rain.

"The third brother has studied the way of music and rhythm so deeply, it seems to have succeeded?" Ye Hong looked at this scene with some disbelief. His face was full of tears, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but bring joy.

At this point, behind her, everyone is just like her. Especially Fang Ruyan, seeing that the situation has improved, is no longer anxious. Instead, he shed tears and nodded at the same time, looking at Hao Yunzheng with hope in his eyes.

Xu Rui nodded slightly, and among the people present, only he and Ye Yuntian, who supported the enchantment, did not shed tears. Others, almost all of them were moved by the real artistic conception, and thus shed tears.

"People of faith are terrible. I thought that it would be impossible for His Highness to seize the country, after all, it was too merciful. If the heart is not ruthless enough, it will never be possible to win the world. But at this time, it seems that his state of mind has already exceeded imagination, and it is no worse than Hao Tianyuan back then. It seems that in my lifetime, I will finally be able to see someone compose a prosperous chapter again!" Xu Rui shook the feather fan in his hand and sighed softly.

Ling Bo, who was wearing a pale green dance suit, stood beside Xu Rui. Although she has been cultivating since she was a child, she seems to be in a calm mood. But in fact, he has not experienced the world. At this time, I was infected by the artistic conception of these two people, and I had already burst into tears.

Hearing Xu Rui's exclamation, she couldn't help but glance at Xu Rui. But I saw Xu Rui looking at Hao Yunzheng, as if he was looking at a treasure, and his eyes were full of satisfaction and appreciation.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is indeed an extraordinary person?" Although he had only begun to observe Hao Yunzheng today, Ling Bo also secretly commented in his heart.

At the same time, among the crowd, Xiao Qi, Bai Ruoxuan and Hao Qingxuan who rushed to the scene also walked together.

At this time, the three of them were also full of tears.

Bai Ruoxuan and Xiao Qi glanced at each other, and their eyes were endlessly complex, as if they both had thoughts in their hearts.

Haoyunzheng's fingers kept beating on the strings, but his ears were listening to the sound of the orange. I can clearly feel that the sound of the orange piano seems to be much calmer. Although the sadness contained in it is not less, the despair has faded a lot.

At this time, he seemed to be able to see through the sound of the piano to see through the orange's state of mind.

In his perception, the orange lies among the camellias, accompanied by countless camellias, quietly, quietly, quietly and quietly begins to sleep.

Perceiving this scene, Hao Yunzheng immediately knew that the most critical moment had come.

At this time, it is the heart of the orange that sleeps. Whether you can wake up from this deep sleep depends on what you do next. If it's done well, nothing will happen to the orange. But if it is not done well, maybe, this sleep is goodbye.

There is a good saying that there is no greater mourning than the death of the heart. If you close your eyes in this state of mind, if you are asleep, you will eventually wake up. If the heart dies, people will die with it. This is the two heavens of life and death that you have to face when you enter the demon.

As soon as the sound of Haoyun Zhengqin changed, he tried to relax his mood and adjust his heart softly.

Hao Yunzheng knows that Orange's enchantment is all because of love.

Haoyun Zheng doesn't understand feelings. Maybe he's been there, but he can't control it. So, he doesn't have much of a feeling of love, and he doesn't know what it's like to be in love. Therefore, he can only try to adjust his mentality and try to make himself like a person in love.

Although he can't really be like a person in love, his piano sound is indeed much softer.

With this soft piano sound, he played the music that Orange Er created when he was in love, and Orange fell in love with a showman. The two are in love, talented men and women. One is fluttering, and the other is fluttering, which can be called a peerless pair.

The cherished moon that arose for this relationship became the first half of this relationship.

Similarly, the second half of the song, which is lost for the collapse of this relationship, also has a deep charm.

From the beginning to the present, Orange has played the remnants. Because of this, she expressed in that artistic conception will be like a bloody person, and her injured body is incomplete. That song is called Remnant, and it really lives up to its name.

Because the injured body is incomplete, there is a cripple.

Because of the remnants, Orange has no will to survive.

Now if you want to change back to Orange's will to survive, obviously the best thing is to play a song to cherish the moon.

Cripple is born for the disillusionment of feelings, full of despair and sorrow. But the cherished moon was born for the beginning of feelings, full of joy and warmth.

Sure enough, as Haoyun Zheng's song of cherishing the moon was played, the song of orange's remnants gradually weakened.

The despair in her heart seemed to have been diluted even more by the appearance of Xiyue.

It seems to be remembering the warmth and beauty of the love she once had, and the despair in her body disappeared, and at the same time, the heart that died after falling into the demon almost because of the emotional breakdown began to come alive.

In the end, Orange's remnant song stopped, and only Hao Yunzheng's song of cherishing the moon was played in the field.

Although this song Xiyue did not really express the feeling of being in love, with this song, he still succeeded in recalling the original orange.

There was no longer the sound of the piano in the pavilion. And Orange herself is like a fossil, sitting there, motionless. The mind has long since fallen asleep.

Yes, it is the sleep of the past, not the death of the heart.

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(Tianjin)