It's night, and the moon is bright and the stars are scarce. Outside the palace where Tao Yao lived, a tall and slender figure stood in a shadow at the corner of the corridor, a pair of eyes as deep as the starry sky in the dark night were firmly locked on the room that was still lit, and the handsome face inadvertently revealed a little sigh. Again, it's been several nights in a row, why hasn't she ever rested early?

"Master, you've been here for a few nights in a row, so why bother with this freezing day?" Luo Yi appeared a few steps away, looking at the movements of the ruler belt bead pill that had not changed in the past few days, and couldn't help but have a little headache.

You say that if you go in, you will go in, and if you don't go in, you will ask for gender, what are you doing standing outside every day? Even if he stared out a hole in the window, the princess Jincheng inside must not know anything, does it make sense? Although he didn't know what happened between the two, according to Luo Yi's usual style, he couldn't understand his master's train of thought at all. Is there something that two people spread out to understand, and they have to run to do this kind of useless work, which really makes him speechless.

"She's right, what I'm going to do is my own business, and I shouldn't have thought about involving her in the first place." As if he hadn't heard Luo Yi's words at all, Zhu Dan muttered, but what echoed in his mind was the woman's clear and calm words that day.

He had to admit that he was too desperate to get what he needed from Tao Yao, including her smile, her attention, her support, and everything she had. Perhaps, it was because his grandmother treated his grandfather like this and dedicated her life to him without hesitation, so he had great expectations that his wife could do the same, and even stand side by side with him and share this great river. It's just that he ignored the most critical point, that is, Tao Yao's background. Unlike her grandmother, who grew up in the Tubo tribe since she was a child, Tao Yao is a person from the Tang Dynasty after all, and it is obviously unrealistic for her to turn her back on her country and relatives in a short period of time. He was full of only thinking about changing her and making her what he wanted, but he never asked if it was what she wanted. Therefore, being snubbed by her and driving him away directly is considered to be his own fault, so what reason does he have to seek her forgiveness?

What is this? Luo Yi was confused when he heard it, and he always had a sense of powerlessness when he wanted to persuade him again. After a moment of silence, he finally shut his mouth in a distraught expression, and resigned himself to continuing to be his shadow guard. Sure enough, people who fall into feelings are fools, even Zampu, who has always been the most wise and powerful, is no exception. Anyway, he can't control it, so let this one go crazy for a few more days. No matter how bad it is, there is still the Queen Mother, and she will not let the master toss and break her body.

Just when the master and servant were silent again, as if they were about to stand as two stone statues, the room with the lights on was the first to move. In the dark night, a clear Lingling piano sound floated out with the night wind, faintly hoarse, if there is nothing, but it is so graceful and pleasant that it is like a delicate palm gently touching people's hearts, hooking you unconsciously want to mobilize all the senses of the whole body, just to find out.

"This ...... Is this Her Royal Highness the Princess stroking the qin? Luo Yi couldn't help but be surprised, he had never heard that this noble girl of the Tang Dynasty had such a talent. After all, the guqin was not popular in Tibet, and he had never heard such a level of performance. And when he was in Shendu, although he had deliberately investigated the information about Princess Jincheng, all the information added up was really pitiful. At that time, he couldn't help but wonder if this woman had no talent or virtue at all except for a good-looking face, so that nothing could be handled. But now it seems that it was the people of Shendu who lost their eyes, or the one in it was too low-key, that finally led to this unworthy situation.

"Shh He put his index finger to his lips and gestured at Luo Yi, but Zhu Dan tied his ears and carefully captured the ethereal piano sound with a hint of ethereal meaning. He is not Luo Yi, and the result of his extensive reading since he was a child is that although he is not proficient in guqin, he also has enough understanding. The world says that Qin is born from the heart, but he wants to take this opportunity to listen to what Tao Yao is thinking.

"Wading the river to pick hibiscus, Lanze is more fragrant grass. Who do you want to leave behind? Thinking is far away. I also look at my hometown, and the road is long. Leave with one heart, and die with sorrow. Along with the sound of the harp, a woman chanted in a low voice. At first, it was smooth and cold, as if telling a story lightly, and then it revealed a thought, remembering someone who was not there. And in the end, with the sound of the piano splashing like flowing water, there is only lingering nostalgia and nostalgia, sighs and regrets. The lingering shallow grievance, almost condensed like a substance in the moonlight, although it is extremely ornamental, but it also twists up the listener's heart, and I can't wait to shed a few tears for the person in the song before I am willing. However, the woman did not stop there, but continued to play low, repeating the last two verses, like a cuckoo crying blood, and she would not stop until she died. It was clearly a cry, a heart-wrenching sentence, and the pain in the song was inexhaustible.

Luo Yi still doesn't have such a high comprehension ability, but he can also listen to the whole person's mood fluctuate with the music. As a martial arts practitioner, he really doesn't like this weird experience of floating in mid-air, it's too unsteady, it's too mysterious. But what's even more bizarre is that he can't control himself at all. Although his mind was clear and his reason was well preserved, as long as the music and singing continued, he seemed to be obsessed with it, and he involuntarily followed it, and he couldn't get out of it if he wanted to. This feeling of being inexplicably manipulated by others, which he had never experienced in his life, really scared him a little.

As for the ruler belt Zhu Dan, he was in no mood to take care of the subordinates behind him at this time. The handsome angular face was full of incomprehension, and the man whispered softly, and when he opened his mouth, he strangely followed the beat of the woman's chanting: "I still look at my old hometown, the long road is long." Leave with one heart, and die with sorrow. "Leave home with one heart, and end up old with sorrow......

In this world, is there really a feeling that is so deep? Even if she is already thousands of miles away, even if she and that person are destined to have no fate in this life, will she miss it and never forget it until she dies?