What if a curious maid asks her what she wants to see?

Her answers are always inexplicable, confusing, and profound.

She said that she wanted to see day after day, year after year, to see the prying eyes by the window, to see the flow of light in her eyes. I want to see that I no longer preference, I want to see the fulfillment of letting go, I want to see the forbearance of liking, I want to see that time can't find the end, and I want to see the proverbs that I can't say even after a thousand times.

It's a pity that the dream is shattered, the sunset is trampled, the story is not perfect, and there are regrets everywhere. She lived like a walking corpse for a hundred years, relying on the medicine that Jingyue poured into her food every day to prolong her life and destroy what little sanity she had left.

The story in Chen Jinnian's song made her change a little taste, the mortal hatred in this life was made into two people who became a pair of lovers who liked each other, but it was a pity that the door was not right, and the fate was bumpy after the frustration, and they never saw each other again.

The glass-like brown eyes were misty, and she hooked her lips coldly, Jingyue, Jingyue, you didn't think that I would be reborn, wait, my sister will take back the little you owe.

At the end of the song, it is long, the tenderness of husband and wife, the love and hate of the children of the rivers and lakes, and the involuntary children of this official eunuch.

The long poignancy of the song makes people feel as if they are the woman who can't be loved, the woman who has been lonely for thousands of years.

Chen Jinnian slowly got up and said, "It's rude." He hurried to a place where no one was, and with a wave of his hand, an invisible barrier appeared.

The heart seemed to be slammed with a heavy hammer, there was a fishy sweetness in the mouth, and he couldn't help but swell with blood, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his eyes were blurry, and the blood seemed to be running dry, Chen Jinnian's shoulders shook as if he were nothing, and he coughed violently a few times.

Yi Nian instantly stepped forward and pointed at several acupoints on Chen Jinnian's body, and stuffed a pill directly into Chen Jinnian's mouth, his eyebrows furrowed slightly, "What's wrong with you?" He looked at Chen Jinnian's bloodless lips, and could feel that the disordered spiritual power in her body at this time began to calm down.

Chen Jinnian wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth as if he had nothing to do, and said lightly: "I'm angry, it's okay, I can't die, my life is big." He patted Yi Nian's shoulder and whispered, "Thank you." ”

Then he used the spiritual power in his body to turn along the meridians for a small week, and after slowing down his blood, he walked back to his position.

As soon as I returned to my position, I could see many people immersed in it, and many people were reminiscing about that touch of tenderness.

Zhao Mian'er's eyes followed Chen Jinnian closely, if her song was about herself, what about Chen Jinnian? Is it yourself too?

She suddenly hesitated, glanced at the pastry on the side, maybe she should talk to this old man about the past, what she knew was connected to the song just now, it seemed that she had been trapped in a cage for half her life, and she could not live in peace.

A quarter of an hour has passed since the end of the song, and many people have broken away from the meaning of the song and whispered about the excellence of the song.

Zhong Lao raised his head, twisted his eyebrows, and his black eyes exuded a sigh of light, young genius, if this little guy is supplemented, he will be able to learn his own stunts in less than half a year.

"I think my skills are not as good as others, the name of this first pianist belongs to this son, and Mian'er is convinced." Zhao Mian'er's sudden opening caused the surroundings to fall into silence.

After a while, everyone was in an uproar and agreed with each other.

Zhao Mian'er showed a rare smile in her eyes, suddenly stroked her sleeves, and walked towards Chen Jinnian.

"See you at the Seven Strings Pavilion tonight." She walked up to Chen Jinnian and said to Chen Jinnian from an angle that no one could see.

Chen Jinnian's thin lips slowly opened a playful arc, and he opened his mouth and said a good word silently.

"I've seen the first luthier." Seeing that Chen Jinnian agreed, Zhao Mian'er quietly took two steps back, bowed respectfully and said softly.

"I've seen the first pianist!" Seeing Zhao Mian'er like this, everyone also said in unison.

Zhong Lao's gaze stayed on Chen Jinnian, and seeing that Chen Jinnian's face was not arrogant, he still looked light, and nodded secretly.

It is not surprising that Zhao Mian'er finally admitted defeat in this competition, and so far, the first pianist of Nanqiong has become the jade-faced boy wearing a mask in Xingwu City.

After the event, everyone continued to look at the remaining guqins in the Qixian Pavilion, and Zhao Mian'er still evaluated them.

It's just that everyone's eyes are always attracted to the other side, and Zhao Mian'er often looks over.

Over there, Chen Jinnian and Yi Nian were sitting on the golden carved candle dragon chair who didn't know where they came from, and a few girls walked in quickly, put the pastries and tea in their hands on the table, and then stood quietly behind the two.

Chen Jinnian exudes a lazy and casual temperament, with his eyes closed lightly, a leisurely posture of listening to music, and the folding fan in his hand still sways a few times from time to time.

"The day after tomorrow is the day after tomorrow to go to the capital, what are you going to do?" Yi Nian looked ahead and asked casually.

"She still has three oaths, and the deed seal is still in her hand, and she will go and solve two of them tomorrow." Chen Jinnian's eyes didn't open, and his handsome face had a wicked and somewhat cynical smile.

"I'm talking about going to the capital, do you want to find Su Luoxi's family history? I'll send someone to inquire for you. Yi Nian's terrifying gaze glanced at a woman wearing a sect's disciple's uniform beside the pillar not far away.

"What do you think the last vow is? It's annoying. Chen Jinnian muttered dissatisfiedly, and then felt a fluctuation of spiritual power.

Suddenly opened his eyes, the folding fan in his hand stretched out towards the tabletop, Chen Jinnian squinted at the woman wearing a disciple's uniform in front of him, and said with a smile: "This girl, it's shameful to waste food, and you have to fight to the side." ”

Tu Qiutong's gaze shifted to the person blocking her sword body, although her sword didn't exert much strength, the person who could easily block her was definitely not a mortal.

When she looked over, she saw a young man in a fox mask looking at her with his legs crossed, smiling and groaning.

This remark made her embarrassed to put her sword away, and politely said sorry to Chen Jinqing, and then pointed her sword at Yi Nian.

Yi Nian's neck in the tip of the sword was only half a finger away, but Yi Nian turned over the teacup on the table very leisurely, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it slowly, without the slightest anxiety that his life was threatened.

The ordinary people around were still unaware of why, and they were far away, Zhao Mian'er stood in front of everyone, frowning and looking at Tu Qiutong.

"Yi Nian, last time I said goodbye to Ziqiong Mountain, but it made me look for it!" Tu Qiutong's glaring eyes shot straight into Yi Nian's eyes.

Yi Nian put down the teacup leisurely, raised his eyes slightly, and spit out a few words indifferently with his thin lips, "Girl, who are you?" ”