Wenyuefang.

Zhao Yi and Ning Hui really came here, and in the hall on the first floor, there were eighteen kinds of musical instruments such as qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, pipa, wooden fish, guzheng, horizontal flute, jade xiao, etc., and the orchestral music was readily available, but unfortunately after a few glances, it was still not as dazzling as the Xiaoxiang flute.

Ning Hui stopped in front of a painting scroll, and saw an article with neat brushwork, flowing ink and water, and quite chic.

"Yu Shao has a good voice, and he plays it for a long time. I think that things have ups and downs, but this has not changed, and the taste is tired, but this is tireless. It can guide the spirit and promote harmony. Those who are poor and lonely are not bored, and they are not close to sound. If it is too old to be repeated and insufficient, it will be chanted with wanton ambition, and if it is insufficient, it will be sent to a wide range of meanings. But the instrument of the eight sounds......"

More words Zhao Yi couldn't see at a glance, but Ning Hui paid special attention to this calligraphy and painting, thinking that she must have thought of her father-in-law and mother-in-law, and might want to buy some small gifts to give back to her in-laws.

"Xiaohui, I'll go upstairs and take a look, what kind of famous music there are. “

Ning Hui nodded, and Zhao Yi stepped on the wooden planks layer by layer, and came to the second floor where the smell of books was very strong.

It's a bookstore!

Zhao Yi couldn't help but be curious, there were bookshelves on all four walls of this room, and there were also three rows of bookcases in the middle, and I don't know how many scriptures were stored.

For these scriptures, if they are not classics or ancient books, Zhao Yi didn't want to see what was written, so he turned around and was about to go down, but he heard an echo from upstairs, which was particularly crisp in the silent room, like the sound of a jade falling to the ground.

Zhao Yi turned back suddenly, but she didn't see a trace of shadow, as if the voice just now was just her hallucination, Zhao Yi was hesitant to go over and find out, don't fall for someone's prank.

After hesitating again and again, Zhao Yi turned around and wanted to leave again, but this time there was a sound of footsteps, Zhao Yi turned back vigilantly, and finally took a step forward, and said coquettishly: "Pretending to be a monster, if Your Excellency has the courage, why don't you come out to meet." “

“......“

What responded to her was silence, there was no one around, and she couldn't even feel Ning Hui's breath.

Ninghui!

Zhao Yi's heart trembled, how could he leave Ning Hui downstairs alone?

Ignoring other sounds, Zhao Yichong went downstairs, but saw that the hall on the first floor was empty, and the doors and windows that were originally open had been closed at some point.

"Who the hell are you?"

Zhao Yi was slightly angry, gently closed his eyes, and gradually calmed his mind, feeling the breath around him, pure air, no turbidity, no demonic energy, and no demonic energy, it was just a shadow, a shadow reflected on the wall!

Zhao Yi opened her eyes, and naturally gathered a breath of true qi in her hand, and extracted it from the air, only to see the brush in the ink-dyed pen holder in the store "whoosh" all rushed into Zhao Yi's hand, as the true qi in her hand continued to expand, and the brush was crumpled together, Zhao Yi pushed the true qi in her hand to the figure on the wall.

There are nine pens, of different sizes, like nine sharp arrows, and the sound of "swish" is attacking the shadow on the wall in unison, and the tip of the pen is inserted into the limbs of the shadow and the neck, the forehead, and the left and right large and small strands are each one, and in the blink of an eye, the shadow on the wall is like a paper man nailed to the wall, only to see the palm of his hand struggling violently.

Zhao Yi snorted coldly, using such a trick to deal with her was too light.

But what shocked Zhao Yi was that the shadow on the wall struggled a few times, but he still couldn't break free, so he looked up to the sky like crazy and roared, and a deafening sound came, Zhao Yi stretched out his hand to block his ears, and he couldn't bear to listen.

A shadow really hurts? What kind of secret technique is this?

Just when Zhao Yi was puzzled, the wall "banged" through a big hole, and the demolished wall was carried by the shadow, leaving only a glimmer of light through the hole.

Seeing it staggering away step by step, Zhao Yi was stunned for a while, and after two or three steps, the shadow suddenly turned around and looked at Zhao Yi, really like a shadow walking upright, but it suddenly grinned, revealing a line of white, but not human-like teeth, and I don't know what it was.

The heart, with the beating, the breathing gradually became rougher, and the thing walked forward step by step.

Zhao Yi was stunned for a moment, suppressed the apprehension in his heart, and followed, at least it would know where Ning Hui was.

It's just that he didn't wait for Zhao Yi to follow him for a long time, and he realized that he had also fallen into a trap.

Zhao Yi followed for more than ten steps, but the shadow disappeared, and the wall behind her disappeared with it.

The surrounding night is like ink, everything around her has become very unfamiliar, the more Zhao Yi looks around, the more she feels that everything is changing, and she will never see the overlapping scenery.

The green hills, a murmuring water, a lonely boat standing on the flowing water, two people boating and parading.

Zhao Yi is delighted, this is also the life she likes, and she only hopes that one day she will go boating on the lake with her beloved.

The river flows slowly, cold to the bottom, but a peach blossom suddenly grows on the bank, no showy, no spring, only a soft, a halo, a team of people.

Zhao Yi was curious, where did the peach blossoms come from on the riverside?

The palace is majestic, the pearls and jade are loud, and the copper bells on the eaves are ringing with the wind day and night.

The sound of the copper bell actually reminded people of the bitter cry of the jackdaw, the sorrowful cry of the lonely hong, and the association of camels traveling in the desert, Zhao Yi's eyebrows dimmed, leaving only a trace of uneasiness and helplessness.

On the steamy spring, two figures of different colors are intertwined.

Zhao Yi trembled inexplicably, it was the only picture with a character appearing, a city wall built in Zhao Yi's heart, when he saw this picture, it collapsed, and he was uneasy - he saw a figure that was too familiar.

Zhao Yi trembled, couldn't bear to look any further, and roared helplessly into the night, "Who are you?"

Tears are like pearls with broken threads, no matter how much the eye socket is retained, it can't be contained, but in a moment, Zhao Yi has burst into tears, crying sad and desperate, which is a pain that touches the bottom of his heart.

Maybe it's a past life, or maybe it's a past life, she doesn't know anymore, but what she can be sure of is that the person she sees is herself, she has always been her, but the person who is entangled with her is not Ye Tao.

"You can finally understand this feeling, there is no more mourning than the death of the heart, I want you to die, but I find that you are immersed in remorse and pain, and you can't be liberated for a lifetime, I will feel more comfortable when I look at it!"

A laugh came from all directions, and she laughed wildly, sadly, sadly.

"You're crazy!" Zhao Yi crouched down and curled up in a tiny corner, the explicit image repeating in his mind.

The sound of sobbing and choking gradually drowned out the voice of the woman in her ear, this time, she was a witch, and perhaps the most difficult result was that she gave up Wan's killing for him and left the country.

She thought she was guarding him like a jade, but in the end she found that she had long since lost this qualification.

Ridicule, endless ridicule, other people's, her own, the harsh ridicule came into her ears over and over again, and Zhao Yi couldn't tell which words she heard were said by people and which words were hallucinated by herself.

"Sister Zhao!"

"Yiyi!"

"Miss Zhao!"

The three of them spoke in unison, Ye Tao held the person in his arms, felt a warmth in his arms, Zhao Yi woke up a little, what caught his eyes was Ye Tao's anxious look, as well as Xiaohui, and Yang Han, tears fell silently again, his vision was blurred, and Zhao Yi lost consciousness.

Tianshu Residence.

Outside Zhao Yi's room, Yang Han and Ning Hui were both worried, silently waiting for the people in the room to wake up.

"Hui'er, what the hell is going on?"

Yang Han paused and asked, Ning Hui glanced at the open door, Sister Zhao hadn't woken up yet, and she didn't know if Senior Brother could cure her.

"Husband, I don't know what's going on, Sister Zhao went to the second floor, Wenyuefang suddenly turned into night from day to night, and then, it became day again, but I was no longer in Wenyuefang, and then it was Fujun and Senior Brother who came over. “

Yang Han frowned slightly, no matter how bizarre and weird it is, there will always be a reason.

A figure walked out of the door, and Ning Hui and Yang Han hurriedly stood up and leaned over. "Senior brother, how is Sister Zhao?"

Ye Tao opened his mouth and didn't know where to start, choked on a word, and said wistfully: "Yiyi is very good, but I don't want to wake up." “

"Don't want to wake up?" Ning Hui muttered, his sorrow condensed together, what happened to make Zhao Yi unwilling to wake up again?

Ye Tao: "You guys go back first, and I'll talk to Yiyi again." “

Yang Han nodded, patted Ye Tao on the shoulder, and encouraged: "Senior brother, I believe that Miss Zhao will not let you go and have a good talk with her." “

After Ye Tao bowed his head, Yang Han left with the reluctant Ning Hui, and Ye Tao entered the house again.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, before he could speak, he suddenly saw a tear quietly falling from the corner of Zhao Yi's eyes.

Ye Tao wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and said softly: "Yiyi, you will tell me why you are happy, don't be stingy to tell me why you are secretly crying, okay?"

Zhao Yi couldn't hide his tears when he heard this, and there was no need to pretend to be asleep, so he opened his eyes, but they were red, and he cried for a long time, which made Ye Tao feel distressed.

Zhao Yi struggled to sit up, let Ye Tao hold her hand, and there were tears in her laughter, "No, my eyes are just a little tired, I'll just take a break." “

Suddenly alienated, Ye Tao was not discouraged, and held Zhao Yi's hand again, but she turned her face away, holding back her tears from falling, Ye Tao asked: "Has Yiyi been wronged by anything?"

"Nope. “

Cherish words like gold, Ye Tao "depends on ......"

"I'm a little tired, I've rested, you go back~"

Zhao Yi turned around and said in a slightly resolute tone, Ye Tao was slightly stunned, and turned to hold her in his arms.

Zhao Yi tried to break free, but he couldn't, so he could only cry: "Ye Tao, let go of me!"

"Yiyi, no matter what you encounter, who told you something, some things, even if I break through the south wall, I don't want to look back, loving you is one of them. “

Zhao Yi was even more ashamed when he heard this, and cried even more sadly, and pushed Ye Tao away, "I am a dead pearl, in the words of your world, it is a broken flower and a willow!"

A touch of consternation flashed across Ye Tao's face, she would have liked to see his disappointed and then angry expression, but no.

Ye Tao smiled relievedly, "Just for this?"

“......“

"Yiyi, we all repeat life and death in reincarnation, whether it's me or you, we can't change the people and things we met in our previous life, and we can't choose the things that the people we meet in the next life, we just need to live this life well, and don't bring in the love and hatred of the previous life, okay?"

He said it really, Zhao Yi listened obediently, was quiet for a moment, and when the picture popped out of his mind, Zhao Yi hugged his head and cried again, "I can't do it, I can't do it." “

Ye Tao held her trembling body and persuaded: "Yiyi, I don't want to have regrets, I don't care what your identity was in your previous life, in this life you are the wife that I Ye Tao believes in my heart, and it will not change." “

Zhao Yi raised her peach blossom eyes that were stained with tears, still in disbelief, "But...... But me, don't you mind?"

Ye Tao nodded affirmatively, "I don't mind." “

Zhao Yi still shook his head and strongly denied it, "No, still no......"

"Yiyi, trust me. “

Ye Tao hugged the person tightly in his arms.

After comforting Zhao Yi for a long time, when Ye Tao came out of Zhao Yi's house, Yang Han and Ning Hui had already sent some meals.

Seeing Ye Tao go out, Ning Hui asked with concern, "Senior brother, how is Sister Zhao?"

Ye Tao was obviously also in a solemn mood, "I've fallen asleep." “

Ning Hui and Yang Han breathed a sigh of relief, and Ning Hui asked again: "That's good, what's wrong with Sister Zhao?"

Ye Tao raised his eyes, blinked, and said, "Yiyi should have been stimulated and remembered something to be afraid of." “

In order not to worry them, he said, "It's okay, she's much better, she's asleep!"

Ning Huixi said: "That's good, I'll come over to see her later." “

"Hmm. “

"Senior brother, you remember to eat something. Yang Han finally admonished, and Ye Tao nodded.