"What's going on with you?" Ye Lingyi asked casually, and his subordinates kept moving.

Feng Xiyuan closed her eyes and fiddled with her face, and couldn't help but think of the wonderful feeling when her fingertips touched his chest last night, and her heart was cleansed.

"He must have a doll family, the daughter of a scholar of Zheng University. But he was a man of the Sect, and he swore in front of his master's new grave that he would never reveal his true identity to the world, never marry a wife and have children. ”

"Oh." Ye Lingyi replied faintly. These crazy men complain about women, she is really not interested.

The last work of the subordinates was completed, and Ye Lingyi turned to clean up the set of things.

Feng Xiyuan took the mirror she handed over and glanced at it, and praised it: "I don't want Mrs. to have such skills." ”

Ye Lingyi didn't make a sound, and of course you have to learn the things you use regularly.

"The reaction of the palace and the Li family is not quite right, you are really 'weak' now, you have to be careful in all matters." Ye Lingyi finished packing up her things, sat down on the edge of the collapse and spread out the pen and paper to write the piano score, and at the same time had nothing to say.

This person who doesn't seem to eat fireworks, who would have thought that he would be an Aigean idiot.

For this reason, she specially learned how to write the music of this world, and these days, she herself can't remember how many songs she has written.

Fortunately, she still has the super resource pool of Shioshui.

"As long as Mrs. can not leave an inch, what is there to fear for your husband." Feng Xiyuan propped her head and looked at her more delicate side face because of her seriousness.

Ye Lingyi pursed her lips, buried her head and ignored him, she was always serious for only three seconds, how could she not see him playing scoundrels with others, she alone could not be bullied.

However, Ye Ling wanted to be quiet, but some people refused.

Feng Xiyuan suddenly approached, and grabbed her hand holding the pen: "Blind writing is more troublesome, you and I have been in a hurry for a long time, why should Mrs. be in a hurry." ”

How long has it been? Where did she come from for a long time, she had to go.

"It's all right, I'm used to." As long as the pen doesn't leave the paper halfway, it makes no difference whether she sees or can't see.

Feng Xiyuan took out the pen that seemed a little strange to him from Ye Lingyi's fingertips, stuffed the flute on the side to her, and said softly: "Madam, just write the piano score, I can't play it alone." ”

How dishonest and dishonest he is, he has a room full of famous pianos, and he is not a hypocritical guy who can only make a sound in an ensemble.

However, as soon as Feng Xiyuan said this, Ye Lingyi suddenly realized that this flute had been blown once in her hands.

"Okay." Ye Lingyi handed over the paper on the table, and she had just finished writing.

Feng Xiyuan hooked her lips slightly, and did not go to the piano stand, but also saved the cumbersome gift of burning incense and bathing, pressed the button on the wheelchair to sit cross-legged, and took the piano out of the carry-on space and put it directly on her lap.

Feng Xiyuan took the sheet music, only glanced at it and chuckled.

"What's wrong?" Ye Lingyi wondered.

This seems to be an unknown song, and it can't be traced back to the origin, she is also the first time she has seen it, and she can only taste some parting meanings, could he know it?

"It's okay, I just think that the name of the piano is goodbye, and the name of the flute is parting, and it is appropriate for the ensemble to play this parting song." Feng Xiyuan is telling the truth, but it is not the whole story.

The reason why I laugh is because there are so many feelings in this song that only men can understand.

This is a courtship song made by a man, under the parting expression, it is lovesickness, it is bitterness, it is stupidity, etc.

However, at this time, she doesn't know, but it doesn't matter, there will always be someone who understands that day.

"Xiao Ming's twilight." Ye Lingyi rolled these two words around the tip of her tongue, and was "surprised" that she only knew what it was called.

Thinking about it, Luo Jiu seemed to be surprised for a moment when she first saw it, but she thought it was for her.

However, compared to the butterfly knife whose name she still doesn't know, it's much better, much better......

Feng Xiyuan smiled helplessly, knowing that she would react like this: "Yes, farewell to the twilight, the treasure of the ancients." The seals are here, and what you and I hold now is only in their original form. ”

Three seconds of silence.

"But the piano flute." Ye Ling plucked the old concentric knot on the tail of the flute.

The smile in the phoenix's eyes clearly showed Feng Xiyuan's joy at these four words: "It's the same." ”

Feng Xiyuan put the score back on the table, and his ten fingers fell on the strings, and his curvaceous fingertips twisted the strings almost gently.

The sound of air vibration reached the ears, and the night listened to the harmony of not too early or too late, and told the feelings of this song.

Thoughts, distractions, wandering, rejoicing, hesitation, discouragement.

This is the affection of an infatuated man for the woman he loves.

There is no lingering and poignant sadness in the first song of Yeling, but it is a different kind of infatuation, and there is a peace outside the song.

It was still early for the song to end, but the two of them had to stop.

There is no other reason, the dozens of breakthrough breaths outside, the movement is really too big.

"I'll take a look." Although there is her formation, it is not afraid that people outside the palace will notice anything, but such an unusual collective breakthrough is not a trivial matter.

However, before she could stand up, Feng Xiyuan had already pressed her knee: "Don't worry." ”

Mu Qing came in at this time and relieved Ye Lingyi's puzzlement.

"Master, there are thirty-four people in the door who have broken through. There are twenty-three people who are newly promoted to the upper level of the Heavenly Rank, eleven people who are intermediate to the Heavenly Rank, and Mo Yin, Mo Worry, and Mo Chou can enter the realm of God only by returning to the dust. ”

Feng Xiyuan nodded in response: "Got it, tell the three of them to go back to the dust by themselves." There are you and Mo Chen here, and now there are even more ......" He glanced at Ye Lingyi, and surprisingly didn't say anything to tease her, "There is no need to worry about it. ”

"Yes." Mu Qing came in with his head down, and went out with his head down.

Ye Ling was expressionless, wondering if he should reach out and ask for some labor fees.

Of course, it is absolutely impossible for a cold and noble doctor to do this.

Feng Xiyuan smiled with interest, and after appreciating her rare depressed expression, she said righteously: "Madam, as the wife of the master of the Blood Moon Gate, you should give some favors to the people in the door." ”

“……”

Ye Lingyi maintained a expressionless state, leaving a soul induction mark and entering the illusion.

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The next ten days were just a repetition of the first half of the month.

The news of various gossip trails about the Xiaoyao Mansion in the teahouse and wine shop in Yingjing City is still flying all over the sky;

The courtyard walls of the houses in Yingjing City are still quiet;

The new head of the night family is still walking around diligently, and with a leisurely smile, he adds a bit of vitality to the family in the capital that only young people have;

Yunlai Pavilion and Tianwailou still maintain their own magnificence or grace, standing quietly;

And the two most leisurely people in Yingjing City are still playing the piano and flute every day, "wind and snow", accompanied by one of them from time to time with shame and anger, and the life is extremely comfortable!

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Until this day—