Chapter 9 A flute and a flute

Northern Qi, located in the western part of the entire Seven Kingdoms, has vast fertile land, fertile land, and a warm climate, and is a region with considerable abundance.

Coupled with the courage of the emperors of the Northern Qi Dynasty, the governance of the Northern Qi Dynasty was also slightly better than that of the Four Kingdoms, and the heritage of more than 800 years, which made the Northern Qi relatively prosperous.

Looking at the Spring Tower, Xiao Yuyin stood in front of the window, looking at the bustling street and the traffic.

Hearing the sound of knocking on the door, the corners of his mouth raised a small arc, "The door is not locked, open the door yourself and come in!" ”

The door was opened with a "squeak", Xiao Yuyin turned his head and smiled lightly, his beautiful and refined face was like a snow lotus blooming, captivating the country and the city.

"Miss Xiao guessed that I would come", someone came to the door, looking at the smiling girl in Allure, and also smiled elegantly.

Xiao Yuyin's black jade-like eyes had a little smile in them, "For this jade flute, right?" Although it was a question, it was in an affirmative tone.

"Miss Xiao said this." Ye Yun also sat down by himself, poured himself a cup of tea, and looked at the girl who was looking at him by the window.

Xiao Yuyin leaned against the window, her eyes narrowed slightly, she held the broken hair between her ears, and there was a light smile in her tone, "Since we met again, you have been staring at this flute several times, I don't think it will be a coincidence." ”

Ye Yun put down the tea and poured himself another cup, with a little trance on his elegant face, "Are you waiting for me here again, do you want to know what I'm looking at?" ”

"I'm curious if there's anything I've just been here to keep the eyes of several of you on your feet." Xiao Yuyin smiled lowly, but there was a trace of shock in his black jade-like eyes.

"I remember reading this jade flute in an ancient book, but I wasn't sure." Ye Yun looked at the jade flute raised in her hand, and on the crystal clear flute, the bauhinia pattern loomed and came to life. "Does Miss Xiao's jade flute have a name?"

"Purple Moon Flute." Xiao Yuyin remembered that this name was this, and remembered its name just because she felt that this name was incomparably beautiful.

A hint of surprise flashed in Ye Yun's eyes, he drank the remaining tea in the cup, and said slowly, "The name recorded in the ancient book is the Ziying Moon Flute. ”

The flute body is transparent, like purple jade, and the flute body is attached to the dark pattern of bauhinia flowers, which is indestructible.

A trace of joy floated across Xiao Yuyin's face, and it flashed. Then her eyes were full of deep thought, and she always felt that her crossing was not accidental, but she never thought that there was a record of the purple moon flute here, whether it meant that she was going home, it was not a dream. But since there is a purple moon flute here, what is the matter with it in her hand? Are there two of the same?

Ye Yun, who seemed to see her confusion and had been watching her reaction, spoke in a calm tone, "There is only one Ziying Moon Flute, who made it is impossible to know, the legend is a pair, a flute and a flute." ”

"You mean a flute and a flute?" Xiao Yuyin really couldn't hold back the excitement in her heart at this time, with a flute and a flute, her family happened to have a flute. The flute is called the purple moon flute, and the flute is the purple moon flute. It's just that Xiao has been missing for many years.

"Not bad." Ye Yun stood up slowly, his body was as long as jade, and there was a gentle smile on his elegant and handsome face, "It's just that they have disappeared for a thousand years." ”

"Disappeared for a thousand years?" Xiao Yuyin stroked the Bauhinia dark lines on the flute body and muttered to himself.

Seeing this, Ye Yun glanced at her deeply, wanted to say something but didn't say anything, walked to the door, and finally reminded softly, "Although there are very few people who know this flute, there are also people with vision, there are a lot of people behind the Ziying Moon flute, Miss Xiao still has to be cautious about using it." ”

"Thank you!"

The door closed again, Ye Yun heard the two words softly, smiled softly, turned the corner, and looked at the man standing in front of the door of his room. The man is dressed in a lilac brocade robe, the body is thin and straight, the Zhilan jade tree, the breeze and the moon, indescribable noble and elegant, poetic and picturesque.

The man looked at Ye Yun playfully, his amber peach blossom eyes were as calm as a lake, "Why don't you say that Ziying Yuexiao is in Xiqin?" ”

Ye Yun also stared at him deeply, and also looked at him with a smile, "In your opinion, should you tell her?" ”

Nalan Heng played with the parchment roll in his hand, and the lake rippled in his amber peach blossom eyes, and his tone was gentle, "I won't either." ”

Ye Yun glanced at him, and knew that the black heart and black lungs would definitely not, and he would tell her so easily that it would definitely not.

"This is not the time yet", Nalan Heng pushed open the door, walked in with a light step, and walked in, fishing must be patient, not to mention that her heart is not here, if she knew that Xiqin had a pair of Ziying Moon Flute, how could she go to Northern Qi with him.

"I knew you wouldn't." Ye Yun also walked in, seeing that he was already lying on the bed, he was speechless.

"I'm so badly injured, I have to make up for my sleep." The corners of Nalan Heng's mouth are lightly raised, and the elegance is peerless,

Ye Yun had a black line on his face, and he knew that this guy would come back to take revenge, and he was simply holding the revenge of patting his wound last night, a black-hearted and stingy man.

"I forgot to tell you, Mo Tian and Remnant Jian have already returned to Beijing first, I have returned the house, the guests in Wangchun Tower are too good, and it is estimated that there will be no room left." Nalan Heng closed his eyes tightly and reminded gently.

Ye Yun stepped out of the door with one foot and stopped suddenly, and he was about to go to his room to sleep, and looked at the man lying on the bed hatefully, "Nalan Heng, I'm not done with you." ”

"Remind you, although I am injured, it is still easy to deal with you who don't know martial arts." Nalan Hengli also ignored his threat, opened his mouth lightly, and found a comfortable position to sleep.

Ye Yun, who was standing in front of the door, glanced at him hatefully, but he was helpless, he didn't know martial arts, and the Ouyang family had been practicing literature and medicine for generations, not martial arts. looked at Nalan Heng, who was asleep with his back to him, and considered whether he should take a laxative and let him pull for seven days and eight days.

And Xiao Yuyin, who was in the other room, didn't know what was happening here, and didn't know about the remnant sword and Mo Tian's early return to Beijing, and was still immersed in what Ye Yun said.

Xiao Yuyin was lying on the bed, looking at the flute in her hand, according to Ye Yun's words, there is also a flute and a flute in another world, which has been missing for thousands of years, so is what she has in her hand disappearing here? If so, how did it get to the modern age? Does it have anything to do with the way home?

What is behind the purple moon flute? Obviously, Ye Yun didn't know it, or he didn't want to say it too clearly.

The slender jade hand caresses the dark lines of your flute body, so how much does Nalan Heng know? Since Ye Yun is his person, he must also know about this, so it is up to him to find a way home!

Xiao Yuyin rubbed his head with a headache, one thing has not been resolved, and another thing has come again, and the matter of going home does not seem to be so simple.

Alas. It's really tiring to travel to another world, to have no relatives, and to speculate about other people's thoughts from time to time!

There is also the matter of the flute, since it is involved, you can't hold it so swaggeringly, you have to think of a way.

Xiao Yuyin patted his head, forget it, don't think about it, the more you think about it, the more headaches you get, go to sleep! I'll talk about it tomorrow morning.