The melodious flute sound and faint singing sound spread to the left and right rooms. Xue Wei and the others only knew that in addition to the big priest in the main house, there was also a mysterious person. When they heard the slightly hoarse singing voice sung by a person who didn't understand the language at all, they didn't react at all that it was actually Lan Jing'an's voice, but they were a little surprised: Why is it not Xia Jiuhuangzi but a woman in the house? A few people couldn't help but talk quietly.

In another side room, a few people who came over with Xie Weining, although they knew it in their hearts, were like a gourd with a sawed mouth, they didn't say a word, and only quietly enjoyed this rare song.

Feng Shen felt very bad in his heart, but who knew that Biluan's reaction was even stronger, and he got up all of a sudden and walked directly outside. Su Mei stretched out her hand and pulled her, but she didn't hold it, only to hear Biluan leave a sentence: "No matter what happens, don't go out." ”

Bi Luan stepped into the middle of the courtyard in a few steps, but saw Mu Tu guarding the snow outside the main house, and the sword glowing with cold light was held in his hand. In the snowy night, no matter how sharp Biluan's eyes were, he couldn't see Mu Tu's expression clearly, so he lowered his voice and said lightly: "Biluan girl, even if I die here today, I won't let you break in again." ”

Bi Luan drew his sword with a brush, what about Xie Weining's people? Did he really think he wouldn't dare kill him? Lao Du saw that she drew her sword, did not retreat, but advanced, took two steps forward, and asked her in a low voice: "You only choose what you think is good for her, but have you ever asked her what she really wants?" ”

Just this sentence made Biluan's hand holding the sword bulge, but there was no next move. Lao Du was not afraid of her murderous aura, and only said, "Listen carefully." Bi Luan listened quietly for a while, sighed, and went to the backyard with a long sword. In his spare time, Lao Du put away his sword alone, closed his eyes and arms, and stood in the front yard facing the wind and snow.

Xie Weining finished playing a song and didn't stop, he returned to the beginning that Lan Jing'an had missed, and played it again. Lan Jing'an didn't know what was wrong with him, so the ghost sent him to follow his flute and sing it with him from beginning to end. This time, she didn't deliberately lower her voice, and the natural cheerful singing echoed in the small room, making Xie Weining feel like a night of flowers, and every pore was full of joy and pleasure.

After singing this song, Lan Jing'an was also indescribably happy. The lyrics of this white barbarian ballad are too beautiful, the white clouds are light, the clear water is clear, the brilliant flowers are blooming, the silver butterflies are around, the distant and ancient time, let the free and brave blue bird continue to recite. Just thinking about such a scene, she felt that she could not resist hiding this happiness and not sharing it.

Before she could take back her intoxicated expression, she heard Xie Weining call her: "Chang'an." Lan Jing'an turned his head to look and saw that he stretched out the jade flute towards him. She hesitated slightly, but finally got up to pick up the jade flute in his hand.

Lan Jing'an had already held the jade flute, but Xie Weining pulled the other end and didn't let go, and said softly: "Tomorrow, you take it to Tianjing Pass, if you don't want it later, return it to me at night, okay?" ”

Lan Jing'an trembled in his heart, he was borrowing her flute, obviously using the flute to let her come back to see him tomorrow. She gritted her teeth, let go of her hand, and said, "After I led the troops into Tianjing Pass, I will go all the way south." ”

Xie Weining took her hand, stuffed the jade flute into her hand again, and only said four words: "Tomorrow is the New Year." ”

Let's go, let's just let her pay him back for the last time. Lan Jing'an took a deep breath and finally said, "Got it." ”

Xie Weining smiled slightly and let go of his hand. This time, Lan Jing'an did not return the jade flute to Xie Weining. Lan Jing'an held the flute and sat back at the desk, his heart full of resentment towards himself. The happiness just now, like a tide, receded again.

Xie Weining saw that she was depressed again, and told her about the strange customs he had experienced in the southwest before. Although Lan Jing'an had learned many things from his letters, how could the words in the letter be as vivid as those he personally elaborated? Lan Jing'an was gradually attracted by his words, not only brought him water, but also sat back on Xie Weining's bedside.

It wasn't until Lao Du entered the door with the Bazhen soup for Xie Weining that she realized that it was already late at this time. She got up and was about to leave, but Xie Weining was not happy: "Where are you going?" ”

Lan Jing'an glanced at him and said seriously, "Of course it's going to sleep." You also rest early and take care of your injuries. ”

Lao Du hurriedly stepped forward: "Da Si Ming, you should rest here." There are really no empty rooms in the side room. ”

Lan Jing'an was angry and funny: "Then there is my room here?" I still squeezed my people and slept soundly. ”

Xie Weining got her promise to come back tomorrow, and he didn't want to force her too tightly, so after thinking about it, he said to Lao Du: "Since Da Si Ming doesn't want to sleep here, carry the low couch in the outer room to the back compartment." ”

Lan Jing'an hurriedly waved his hand to Xie Weining: "Don't toss them with wood." Make do with it, and soon the night passed. I'll just go to the side room, it's fine. ”

Xie Weining flatly refused: "No, there is only one fire kang in the side room, and the identity is different, you can't share a room with them." Either I'll have the couch go to the back of the room, or you'll sleep in the main room. ”

Lan Jing'an felt that Xie Weining was overbearing and extremely unreasonable, and she sneered: "What kind of identity is the ninth prince of Xia talking about at this time. When you were marching and fighting, you didn't find a place to hang out? If it weren't for you, I would have slept comfortably in Gaodu tonight. Now I don't blame you, do you have anything to say? ”

Xie Weining put on a pitiful portrait at this time: "Chang'an, I have burdened you, and you should scold me." However, even if it is sunny tomorrow, the road down the mountain will not be easy, and if you don't rest well, wouldn't it be dangerous? Even if I'm selfish, please think about it. ”

When Lan Jing'an heard this, he was silent. She knew that after several years of turmoil, she had developed a very bad habit, and as long as she was not in the same room, she would have trouble sleeping. If you really sleep in a side room, more than a dozen people are crammed into one room, and you can't sleep just thinking about it. If she went to the back compartment, not to mention that it was originally a storage room, she couldn't bear to let Mu Tu and them carry the couch to make a fire so late.

But if it's here... As soon as this thought arose, it was extinguished by Lan Jing'an. Last night was a last resort, and if you stay tonight, you don't want your innocence at all.

Lan Jing'an just groaned for a while, and Xie Weining saw her hesitation, and said instigatingly: "You sleep in the outer room, let Biluan and Su Mei take care of you, there will never be any rumors." If you don't feel at ease, bring Feng Shen over and take care of the injured is always right. ”

Lan Jing'an glanced at him, but Xie Weining seemed to be encouraged, and directly ordered Lao Du: "You let Biluan and Su Mei come over now and wait for Chang'an to rest." By the way, Feng Shen also carried it. ”

Lao Du made a promise and turned around to go out. Lan Jing'an hurriedly called out to him: "Just let Biluan and Su Mei come over, don't toss Feng Shen." ”

Lao Du Huan happily agreed, and went out happily. Lan Jing'an was a little stumped, and turned around to go out. But when she heard Xie Weining stop her, she turned her head, only to see him smiling brightly, revealing a mouthful of neat white teeth, and pointing to the jade flute on the case. Lan Jing'an turned back, picked up the flute, and fled.