The cyan figure on the other side of the white curtain was as calm as this, his slender fingers fluttering on the strings, and the music of the moon overflowed from his fingers, trembling slightly when it was low like a cold plum blooming in winter, and when it was high, it was like a cry in the silent forest.

Shangguan Jin couldn't help but close her eyes slightly, feeling the peace she had never had, the scenes were like movie replays in front of her eyes, Yifan Juli was full of plum blossoms, and the person was holding a cold jade chess piece on the stone table under the tree, smiling warmly, and softening the years. On the side of the finely carved building railing, he was dressed in red like a fire, holding a fan and shaking the wind, revealing delicate eyebrows and eyes, charming, stunning the years.

In the blue world, he stroked the piano and played a song, like an ink painting, and an occasional smile captivated the country and the city. Between the pavilions, he turned the pages of his book and chanted poetry softly, gentle and elegant. In the courtyard, he held broken water in his hand, and the tip of his sword hit the petals, and he was heroic. On the wall, he hummed a ballad, and his mouth was cynical. In the secluded water, he whispered a warning, with cinnabar between his eyebrows, thin and arrogant.

Some music is deeply rooted in people's hearts, do we listen to the music or ourselves?

At the end of the song, Shangguan Jin slowly opened her eyes, and sparse applause rang out from her, and then resounded throughout the audience.

"Good song!" Shangguan Jin praised unabashedly, looking at the man in Tsing Yi in the white veil without any excessive reaction, just picking up the piano on the table and planning to leave, Shangguan Jin felt a sense of reluctance for some reason, as if he had missed it, and he would never see each other again, and unconsciously kept his voice.

"Childe, please stay"

The cyan figure still didn't stop at all, and continued to walk to the side.

"Bold, Princess Tianfeng asked you to stop, you dare to offend the princess's authority?"

Seeing this, a stout guard next to Shangguan Jin drew his sword and stepped forward, and when he was about to lift the white veil, the outstretched hand suddenly hurt like a needle prick, and he couldn't help but scream.

"I want to see who dares to be presumptuous on the ship of the Nishang Building?"

From the side door of another place walked out a man in red, with a red veil covering his face, his eyebrows bewitching, the fiery red wide coat swaying with his steps, and behind him was a beautiful woman, it was the red card of the Nishang Building.

Shangguan Jin smiled helplessly, he still came, and said in a hidden ......

"Yo, there are people who wear veils like Ben Gongzi? Ben Gongzi wears a veil because he is afraid that Ben Gongzi's beautiful appearance will make you feel inferior, I don't know why the girl is wearing a veil? ”

Hua Yinyan's eyes hid a faint smile and looked straight at Shangguan Jin, just the irony in the words was already clear, but Shangguan Jin knew that Hua Yinyan was just blaming her for coming to see Shangguan Yu alone, so she came to a little revenge, but he really didn't let go of any opportunity to be narcissistic even when he complained.

"I'm afraid it's the opposite of Childe, the sky blue face is ugly, so I use a veil to cover my face." Shangguan Yu smiled.

"Really? So, the girl made a voice to keep our Han'er, but she fell in love with him? ”

Hua Yinyan was still smiling, but his charming eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a faint small flame burning inside, as if Shangguan Jin said yes, he would go berserk.

Han'er? Shangguan Jin looked at the figure of Qingjun, and really couldn't think of why this person had such a ...... Uh, the name. Seeing that Hua Yinyan was asking him with a smile, there was a little nervousness and seriousness in his eyes, Shangguan Jin lowered his eyes, as if he was thinking about something...... Suddenly raised his head and asked with a smile: "This doesn't matter first, I don't know if Han'er Gongzi still remembers the singing at the Yunting banquet?" ”

The cyan figure was stunned for a moment when he heard Shangguan Jin say this, and then a cold voice came from the white veil.

"I don't remember anything from the past, I'm sorry."

Shangguan Jin opened his mouth slightly, and sure enough, it was him. Don't you remember everything in the past? Still don't want to remember?