Chapter Fifty-Nine: On the Shore of Taiye Lake

With the glimmer of the lantern in her hand, Mu Lan looked at the shimmering lakeside in the twilight.

I saw that the man in front of him had already crossed the flute, and he was looking over here by a little starlight in the dark night.

"Who's standing there?"

The piper's voice sounds so good.

It's like in this silent night, like giving people's ears and putting on a layer of clothing.

"It's me." Mu Lan blurted out.

Such an answer is not the same as not answering.

What I really want to say in my heart is that it's me, your countryman.

"Are you...... Mu Lan? ”

The piper's voice was warm and pleasant, and it sounded a little surprised.

Mu Lan was secretly taken aback, the faint light of the lantern was really not bright enough, she couldn't see the appearance of the piper under the moon clearly, she sighed slightly in her heart, and her voice was really good.

And I wanted to stand far away, so that the piper would not notice, and it would be good to listen quietly for a while. Unexpectedly, at this time, not only was he arrested, but he was also directly reported to be famous.

It's a big mess.

Seeing that Mu Lan didn't react, the man thought that she was frightened by herself, so she was busy in the dark night, and hugged her fists to this side and said, "Miss Mu Lan, I'm Wu Sanbian." We've seen it before. ”

It turned out to be him.

I didn't expect him to be my countryman.

Mu Lan took two steps forward, gave a salute, and said with a smile: "It turned out to be Lord Wu." Why are you here so late? Fang Cai, the adult's flute, plays really nicely. ”

Wu Sanbian's face was a little red, but fortunately, the night was dark and the light was like a bean, and no one could see his expression clearly at this time.

"Where, Miss Mu has won the prize. I was on duty at Qianqingmen today, and I just changed my guard, so I wanted to go back to rest. But on a whim, he walked here to relax. It's so late, why hasn't Miss Mu returned to her residence yet? ”

Mu Lan secretly said badly, and said calmly: "Oh, Min Sishan asked me about something in the evening, and we forgot the time to talk." I just wanted to rush back to my place of residence earlier, but I didn't expect to be attracted by the sound of the adult's flute, so I couldn't help but come here. ”

Wu Sanbian was slightly surprised: "It's already three o'clock now, and this place is not close to the palace maid's house." I'm afraid that when the girl arrives at the door, the eunuch in charge has already locked it! ”

When Mu Lan heard this, she was also anxious, but she didn't expect to hurry up, but she was still a step late. blamed himself for not following the sound of the flute, going farther and farther in the opposite direction, and under the anxiety in his heart, he had no idea for a while.

Wu Sanbian looked at Mu Lan's sad look, thought for a while, and said, "Miss Mu, if you don't dislike it, I will be alone in the guard house, and the girl can stay overnight." Tomorrow before dawn, the girl will rush back early, so that no one else will notice. I don't know, the girl thinks...... What do you think? ”

Mu Lan had seen Wu Sanbian's openness, and knew that he was bent on helping, but after thinking about it for a while, he felt that if he acted according to this, it would really violate the palace rules, and if it was spread in the future, it was likely to ruin the innocence of himself and Wu Guard's innocence out of thin air, and as a little palace maid, it was not impossible to be killed by the court staff because of this.

Therefore, Mu Lan just pressed the anxiety in his heart, and said gratefully to Wu Sanbian: "Thank you Lord Wu for your proposal, just acting like this, I'm afraid it will be inconvenient." I'll think about it again, is there any other way. ”

Wu Sanbian listened, and also felt that what Mu Lan said was not unreasonable, he was a dignified man, and he was not afraid of shadows, but Mu Lan was a daughter in the end, and it was not easy to survive in the harem, so it was his own carelessness in the end.

After thinking about it carefully in his heart, it seemed that he had no other place for Mu Lan to stay for a while except for the guards, so he had no choice but to say: "Why don't I accompany the girl to walk by this lake, and when the girl thinks of a way, I will escort the girl all the way." ”

Mu Lan looked around, the night was getting deeper and darker, and it was indeed a little unsafe to walk alone, so he nodded at Wu Sanbian.

The lakeside in the middle of the autumn night is already very cool.

The two of them stood still for a while, and they already felt a cold chill under their feet.

Wu Sanyan saw Mu Lan standing trembling in the wind, put the flute into his arms with his backhand, reached out to take the lantern swaying in the wind in Mu Lan's hand, slowly untied his cloak with one hand, and gently handed it to Mu Lan and said, "Put it on." It's almost winter, and you can't stand this kind of cold as a girl. ”

Mu Lan wanted to excuse herself, but when she saw Wu San's persistence, she silently reached out to take it, turned around and gently draped it over her shoulders.

Probably because of the need to stay outside the palace for a long time, the shawls of the guards were exceptionally well-made compared to the clothes of the palace maids.

The shawl was made for men, and now it was draped over Mu Lan's petite body, hanging down to the top of a pair of feet, which was simply long and thick.

Mu Lan gently fastened the shoulder straps, and gently closed the plackets on both sides of the clothes with both hands, and then the wind and air that had been drilling into the clothes just now were all firmly hidden outside the cloak, and the temperature of her hands and feet became warm little by little.

Mu Lan turned around and found that Wu Sanbian had slowly paced to a vast lake in front of him, waiting for him quietly.

Knowing that he was deliberately avoiding dressing himself, he walked a few steps quickly and came to the back of Wu Sanchang.

"Ahem." Mu Lan pretended to cough lightly.

Wu Sanbian suddenly turned around and said softly to her: "Miss Mulan, look, take a look from here, no matter how many worries there are in your heart at night, you will disappear with it. ”

Mu Lan stepped forward with a smile, and looked at the lake and mountains in front of him side by side with Wu Sanbian.

Seeing this, a slight surprise suddenly rose in my heart, a faint beauty.

Since Mu Lan entered the palace for two months, in addition to grinding with the ingredients all day long by the stove of the food division, it is to deliver food to the queen and the queen mother.

Since stepping into this majestic city at the feet of the Son of Heaven, except for the occasional time when she has insomnia at night, she secretly runs into the courtyard alone, and sees the stars in pairs and the moonlight, she has never been able to enjoy the magnificent lake scenery under this quiet night like this.

Everything in front of her reminded Mu Lan of the Holy Water Lake at the foot of Nishan Mountain in her hometown, they were all the same quiet and beautiful.

Mu Lan stared at the sparkling lake, and couldn't help but smile at Wu Sanbian and said, "Lord Wu, can I borrow your bamboo flute?" ”

Wu Sanchang changed a pair of indifferent and calm eyes, and moved over in slight surprise, but he didn't ask anything, just smiled and silently took out the flute from his arms and gently handed it to Mu Lan.

Mu Lan took the bamboo flute, smiled, gently put the bamboo flute horizontally, tried two or three syllables slightly, and then played it skillfully.

Wu Sanbian listened carefully, and couldn't help but be excited.

This song, this piece is exactly what Fang himself failed to play, the lower part of "Out of the Stopper".

The sound of the flute in front of you and the sparkling lake in front of you echo each other, drifting in all directions in the wind.

In the melodious and melodious tune, it seems to be with the infinite homesickness in the chest of the border soldiers, and it is faintly revealed, and the desolation in the tragic generosity is like Xu Xu.

Mu Lan was facing the vast lake at this time, playing wholeheartedly, this hometown long and long tune, but he didn't notice at all that the owner of the flute next to him, looking at his eyes from the side, was so hot at this moment.