Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Fog Fills
In the courtyard of the three insects, Xiao Yuyin sat at the table and flipped through those books casually. Turning and rolling, a warmth suddenly appeared in my heart, and my eyes were a little moist.
Xiao Yuyin put down the "Chronicles of the Four Kingdoms" in her hand, and she only understood at this time what Nalan Heng asked her to see, in this other world, without relatives. She was very touched to have such a person who could care about her so much.
Nalan Heng didn't seem to care about anything, but in fact he was the most attentive one, surrounded by a thick warmth, as if something had sprouted in his heart at this moment.
"Red sleeves, I'm going to the study to read, and lunch will be delivered directly to the study." Xiao Yuyin stood up and walked towards the study.
"Yes, miss." Hearing this, Redsleeves nodded, and replied.
Since Xiao Yuyin entered the study, she has never left the room, and lunch is also used in the study. She reads books very quickly, and she never forgets them, and before she knows it, half of the dozen or so books that Ye Yun brought were also read by her. Coupled with the books sent by Ye Yun, in addition to the history of this continent, there are also some legends and the like, which made her not feel tired and forgot the time unconsciously.
The sky slowly darkened, and the red sleeves entered the study, seeing that Xiao Yuyin had not yet moved, he silently lit a lamp and sent it to Xiao Yuyin's desk. Then he walked out again.
Xiao Yuyin still showed no signs of getting up, holding the book in his hand, his eyes fell on a place in the book, this is a wild history, originally just holding it, adjusting the fatigue of reading those history books, but ......
Xiao Yuyin stretched out her right hand, and her fingertips pointed to a few lines of words in the book, thoughtfully.
"On the Shangyuan Festival in the thirty-fifth year of Tianshun, purple light fell from the sky on Qiyun Mountain, and a woodcutter saw a man descending from the sky. In the thirty-ninth year of Tianshun, the emperor collapsed. The horse succeeded to the throne and changed the name of the country to Guangwu. Emperor Guangwu accompanied the queen Wutai Mountain to pray for blessings. The woodcutter was fortunate enough to see his appearance from afar, and was astonished. said that he had seen the new emperor, and when others heard it, they all said that he was descended from Ziwei Star, and he was born with the emperor's life, which was the blessing of Daqin. β
Purple light fell from the sky. Isn't it like yourself? Although it is a wild history, it does not have a certain credibility.
There is also Emperor Tianshun, Emperor Guangwu, is it ......
Xiao Yuyin hurriedly took the "Chronicles of the Four Kingdoms", his fingers flew quickly, the pages of the book turned with a clatter, and then stopped on one of the pages.
The starry eyes were full of shock, deep disbelief, mixed with a hint of joy.
Thirty-five years of Tianshun? Emperor Tianshun was the previous emperor of the Western Qin Dynasty. It is now the twenty-first year of Guangwu, that is, twenty-five years ago.
So is the Purple Moon Flute in Western Qin? If so, will it be......
Xiao Yuyin thought of that possibility, and her heartbeat unconsciously faster. But if that's the case, is it possible for her to go home?
Xiao Yuyin's fingers lightly pointed to one place, stroking the name, could it be you? Or is it just a coincidence that the name is the same.
Red sleeves came in and saw that Xiao Yuyin put his fingers on the book, with a sad face. Slightly stunned, Miss, what's wrong?
Xiao Yuyin noticed that the room was a little brighter, a little trance, the light? Raising his eyes slightly, he landed on the night pearl held in the red sleeves' hand, "Night pearl? β
"The prince said that reading at night hurts his nerves and hurts his eyes. So I sent someone to bring this pearl of the night. Red Sleeves placed the Night Pearl in the closest place to Xiao Yuyin, and it lit up all of a sudden, and the words on the book became clear.
"Oh!" Xiao Yuyin replied casually, glanced at the name again, and then took his hand away and said to the red sleeves, "It turns out that before I know it, the sky is already so dark, and I am also hungry." β
"Miss, where are you going to eat?"
"My room!" Xiao Yuyin glanced at the night pearl in her hand, "This lighting is also good." β
Hold the pearl for the night, this should be expensive, right? Nalan Heng was really willing, "Let's go, let's eat." β
Red Sleeves nodded when he heard this, seeing that Xiao Yuyin had already left, thinking that Miss Lai was really hungry. Then he chuckled and prepared to blow out the lamp, and at a glance, he saw the book on the table. Miss saw this just now and showed that expression, right?
I took it casually, and I saw that on the page I opened, there was a place that was obviously different from the others, a little blurry, maybe it was too long to touch.
It was a name, very common and unfamiliar.
Xiao Zhenghong.
Red Sleeves looked left and right, didn't see any difference, and didn't think much about it. Close the book and set it up. Blow out the lights and walk out the door.
"Red Sleeves." Xiao Yuyin had already walked out of the road for a while, but when he saw that the red sleeves didn't follow, he turned back again, just in time to see that the lights were out, and it turned out that the lights were turned off.
"Miss, I'll go to the kitchen to get dinner for you," Red Sleeves followed, looked at Xiao Yuyin, smiled, and ran away.
"Be careful, don't worry, what are you running?" Xiao Yuyin looked at the sky, the sky was full of stars, and the moon also climbed up, saying that it was dark, but it was actually not dark.
"Miss is hungry! I'll be there in a moment. β
Xiao Yuyin smiled lightly when she heard the little girl's words, and then saw the moon that was almost half a circle, and muttered to herself.
It's time for the full moon again!
"Remnant Sword, is Ziying Yuexiao in Western Qin?" Xiao Yuyin's eyes fell on the osmanthus tree not far away, and he suddenly spoke, his tone was flat, with irresistible strength.
The wind suddenly rose, the leaves blew loudly, mixed with the sound of the broken sword, with his characteristics, calm and decisive, "Yes." β
When Xiao Yuyin heard this, his face was calm, and his eyes as bright as black jade seemed to be covered with a veil at this time, and he couldn't see clearly, "What is the name of Princess Xiqin?" I'm talking about the girl's name. β
The remnant sword at the other end was silent for a while, and then replied, "Princess Xiqin is named Yiwei, and her name is Yuzheng." β
Yiwei? Feather kite?
The corners of Xiao Yuyin's mouth hooked slightly, "The Western Qin royal family, I heard that what I am good at is also sound attack, so, is Xiao Yuzheng good at the instrument?" β
There was silence for a while, as if he was startled, "How did Miss Xiao know?" β
"Guess." Xiao Yuyin didn't speak, and she didn't plan to speak.
She remembered that on the border of Northern Qi, in the Wangchun Tower, she asked Ye Yun where the Ziying Yuexiao was, Ye Yun avoided it at that time, and she didn't care. That day, when Nalan Heng talked about the possible troubles caused by the purple moon flute, he did not mention this matter.
Why did they avoid her even though they knew about it? What is their purpose?
She wasn't naΓ―ve enough to think they didn't know. Since the remnant sword knows, then Nalan Heng must also know.
"Miss, why are you still here?" Red Sleeves came out of the room and asked Xiao Yuyin.
Xiao Yuyin retracted her emotions and said to the red sleeves, "I'll come now." When he turned around, he glanced in the direction of the osmanthus tree.
The remnant sword walked out from behind the osmanthus flower, stood and looked at Xiao Yuyin's direction for a while, and then went in the other direction.
This night, someone is destined to have no sleep.