On the night after Nie Peixiao left, Chuxiu didn't sleep well, she always felt that there was some melody faintly lingering in her ears, both strange and familiar. was disturbed in the middle of the night, not only did I not sleep well, but my heart was like a rabbit, and I jumped very fast.

Out of Xiu finally got up from the couch, and couldn't help but call Yueyun softly to the compartment: "Yueyun? ”

Zhiyanxuan's eldest maid and second-class maid are on duty in turn, and tonight it is Yueyun's turn to be on duty. Izuku called twice, Yueyun woke up, quickly got up from the compartment, and walked to the couch with a candlestick: "What do you want Madame to order?" ”

"Did you hear anything?" Izuku thought for a moment and added, "It seems to be ...... The sound of the flute? ”

Yue Wan calmed down, listened carefully, and made sure that she didn't hear any sound, before slowly shaking her head: "No!" The slave and maid did not hear any sound of the flute. ”

Izumi was also a little puzzled, and said that it was his own auditory hallucination, so he laughed and waved his hand: "You continue to go back to sleep, maybe I didn't sleep well at night, and I just thought about it." ”

Yueyun said yes, served Xiu to drink some water, and then returned to the cubicle to sleep.

Izuku also lay back on the couch again, trying to calm down and fall asleep. But again, she heard the sound of the flute echoing in her ears, and this time, it sounded more real than just now.

Is it because of "cutting off your sleeves and bosom friends" during the day? Izumi couldn't help but think. She knows that she is talking heavily today, but it is a matter of Yun Ci, as long as anyone denies Yun Ci and looks down on Yun Ci, then this person is no longer worthy of her continued friendship. Even if it is Nie Peixiao, she will no longer be regarded as a bosom friend.

As time went by, the sound of the flute became clearer and clearer, and Chuxiu decided to go out to find out, so he got up again and called Yueyun softly: "I always feel unsteady in my heart, as if there is some movement outside, you accompany me out to have a look." I'll give you half a day off to catch up on sleep. ”

Yue Wan hid her face and yawned, and said with a smile: "Look at what you said, this is the duty of being a slave." Saying that, the casual servant Xiu dressed in a bun, roughly combed it, and hurriedly walked out of Zhiyanxuan with her.

It was dark outside, and it should have just passed. Yueyun carried a lantern to illuminate Izumi, and called two attendants on duty, and several people were waiting for Izuxiu's orders.

Izuku stood at the door of Zhiyanxuan for a long time, and felt that the sound of the flute in his ears was getting louder and louder: "What sound did you all hear?" ”

Several nursing homes shook their heads: "Mrs. Hui, no." ”

Yueyun also shook her head again: "The slave didn't hear it either." ”

Izuku had to rely on her own judgment and walked in the direction of Jingyuan. Yueyun and the others didn't dare to say more and ask more, so they followed. Along the way, Izumi was even more convinced that someone was giving a, until he walked outside the Jingyuan, and even Yueyun faintly heard: "It seems that there is really music!" ”

Several nursing homes have martial arts, and their ears are more sensitive than Yueyun's, and one of them also smiled: "Madame's ears are really spiritual!" I can hear it in Zhiyanxuan. ”

According to common sense, Zhiyan Xuan is far away from Jingyuan, and ordinary people can't hear the sound of the flute here, so everyone feels strange. Yueyun took the lead in raising the lantern and said to Xiu: "Madam, do you want to go in and listen?" ”

Unexpectedly, Xiu was silent for a moment, and replied: "No need, just go back." ”

Yue Wan and the other guards looked at each other, and had to obey the order to return to Zhiyanxuan.

The next day, Izumi herself has been quite silent, and she is absent-minded about everything, and she is thoughtful throughout the day. It wasn't until the evening when she was having dinner that she suddenly summoned the bamboo shadow and ordered: "You find a few people to enclose the outer wall of the Jingyuan, and be careful to hide in the dark." If there is any abnormality outside the Silent Garden, report it immediately. She paused, adding, "Day and night." ”

Bamboo Shadow was curious, but finally received the order and said yes.

And as soon as Xiu fell asleep that night, the bamboo shadow went back and forth, saying that someone was indeed playing a flute outside the Jingyuan. Izuku didn't ask who the was, but only ordered Takekage to withdraw the person who was watching.

On the third night, the same thing happened again, and this time Izuku was lying on the couch in Kimono, as if anticipating that this person would definitely come again. At the moment when the poignant sound of the flute sounded again, Chuxiu, Yueyun and Zhuying went to Jingyuan together.

Originally, in the mansion, Jingyuan has been abandoned for a long time and is rarely populated, because there are countless gold bars buried under the lotus pond here, which is the wealth of the Yun family for hundreds of years. In order to avoid being discovered this secret, the generations of Yun family members deliberately abandoned the Jingyuan to hide people's eyes.

Because of this, Jingyuan has become a place where trouble occurs in the Cloud Mansion, Xia Yanran and Zhuo Yan died in the lotus pond one after another, and even Izumi herself learned a lot of truths here.

Six years ago, due to her great support for King Mu's accession to the throne, Mrs. Tai opened the treasure house under the lotus pond in Jingyuan, claiming to be "renovating Jingyuan". Therefore, today's Jingyuan has a new look, without the drag of the treasure house under the lotus pond, but it has a bit of vigor, and there is also a special nursing home on duty here.

And this is also the place where Xiu and Nie Peixiao have been in harmony with each other several times.

The night is as cool as water, and the cold whimpering flute slowly crosses the outer wall of the Jingyuan Garden, and repels it into the ears of Xiu, its voice is like a grievance, such as crying, and the aftermath is like a wisp. And at this moment, Izumi only felt the humility and desolation in the sound of the flute.

This tune...... Izumi had never heard it before, but it was very familiar - it was the score of "Zhu Xian Break" composed by Nie Peixiao for her. And this is enough to prove that the must be Nie Peixiao.

"Madame, do you want to go out and have a look? Since the renovation of the garden, a door has been opened at the back wall. Takekage asked in a low voice.

Izuku pondered for a moment and replied, "It's okay." ”

Zhuying led the two of them to the back wall, and the closer they got, the clearer the sound of the flute became, and the more heartfelt it became. Yueyun secretly glanced at Xiu, and saw that her master was calm and calm, and there was no expression on his face.

When he reached the small door on the back wall, the bamboo shadow opened the pothos covering it and told the nurse to come and open the door. It was only at this time that Izuku said again: "Tap, don't alarm the person who is blowing." ”

The nurse hurriedly took out the key and unlocked the door, and Zhuying tiptoed open the small door and led Xiu out.

It is said that it is a small door, but it is really small, only about half a person high, and you have to bow your body when you enter and exit. Zhuying bowed out quickly, beckoning Xiu and Yueyun outside, and when the three of them laboriously walked out of the door, the sound of the flute was unobstructed, and they could be heard clearly and truly.

At the beginning, the tune is bland, slowly stating the fact that the beauty is fragrant and the jade is gone;

Then, turning into light and moving, it is "the sound of the distant concubine ringing, so far around the beam tactful." The flowing water and falling flowers spread to Xiangpu, and the hibiscus weeps and laughs at Xianglan";

Gradually, the melody becomes depressed, cold and mournful, poignant;

In the end, the cry was like a cry, which made people can't help but mourn, and those who heard it were in tears.

Nie Peixiao finally adopted Izuxiu's suggestion, and turned the last melodious tail note into a sad tune. It was originally "to be continued" that gave people infinite hope, but now it has finally come to an end of despair and depression.

"I have been playing the piano and flute for the sake of fate, and you will go to the nine clouds to play the clouds. There is no infatuation in the world, and the immortal voice of the Suspension Sect is dry. "What's the use of the people of Iraq coming back from the dead? The two of them were unable to continue their relationship. Cutting off the sleeves and bosom friends, so decisive and hopeless, but also shows that the most beautiful piano and flute sound in the world will never play again.

When the last bleak and mournful tone gradually dissipated, Yue Wan couldn't stop crying: "What kind of song is this? It's really uncomfortable to listen to. ”

Although Bamboo Shadow didn't understand the rhythm, he also thought that this song was very good, so he nodded in agreement.

Only out of Xiu, her beautiful eyes closed lightly as if she was thinking, and there was no half of emotion and sadness on her face, as if this song failed to move her.

Yueyun saw that Chuxiu was very calm, so she wiped her tears and said, "Let you see and laugh, the slave and maid are crying unconsciously." You are very vocal and rhythmic, and if it doesn't impress you, this piece is not very good. ”

The layman listens to the excitement, and the insider listens to the doorway. Yueyun saw that Xiu was indifferent, so she guessed that the song was still flawed, and it was not as good as Xiu's intentions.

Hearing this, Izuku didn't say anything about this song, and said with a pity: "Let's go." The tone was still very light.

"Madame, don't you want to see the person who plays the flute?" Takekage asked cautiously.

"Nope." Izuku pondered for a moment and said bluntly: "If he comes back tomorrow night, you can go and tell his guards and invite him back." ”

Who this "he" refers to, Bamboo Shadow naturally knows.

Without saying more, Izuku turned around and returned to the small door, taking the lead in bowing in, followed by Zhuying and Yueyun. After returning to Jingyuan again, the same song sounded again, and Yue Wan suddenly realized something.

On the way back to Zhiyanxuan, the master and servant suddenly paused and said, "I want to go to the ancestral hall to see Master Hou." ”

said that it was "Hou Ye", but it did not refer to the current Lixin Hou Yuncheng, but her husband, Yun Ci.

Zhuying took a step forward to make arrangements, and the slaves on duty in the ancestral hall hurriedly got up in their clothes and came out with candles to greet them. Out of Xiu took the candle ** and entered it from inside, and slowly knelt down in front of the ancestors of the Yun family.

Rows of tablets made of agarwood, enshrined on the table of golden silk nanmu, have an unusually deep and lonely atmosphere in the dim ancestral hall, which makes people feel solemn, sad, and heartbroken.

God firmly engraved the four words "impermanence of life and death" in Chuxiu's heart, with a person's life, a peerless relationship. She looked at the small tablet and the unforgettable name on the tablet, and tears finally fell from her eyes.

Are you punishing me? Cloud Speech? Punish me for wavering? Treachery? Cool and thin? Ungrateful? That's why I'm going through those tribulations over and over again? also made Shen Yu and Nie Peixiao toss and turn here and suffer?

Pain, guilt, self-blame, longing...... All kinds of emotions were deeply intertwined at this moment, and finally only turned into a sentence, choked out of Chuxiu's mouth. She looked at the tablet vaguely with her tear-filled eyes: "It's me who is wrong, I will only guard you in the future, I don't want anyone, I won't go anywhere." ”

As soon as the words fell, a gust of night wind suddenly broke through the door, and the only candle flame flickered and almost went out.

A soft sound of "pop" came, and a tablet that was originally calmly enshrined was blown off by the wind, fell on the floor tiles and broke in response, presenting in front of Izuxiu. Almost trembling, she slowly reached out to pick up the broken tablet in two, hugged it tightly in her arms, and couldn't help crying bitterly.

The last wisp of the night wind blew, carrying heart-wrenching desolation and sadness. Just like the sound of the flute, the final enemy is no match for the ruthlessness of time, and it will dissipate in the night wind.

There is no infatuation in the world, and the immortal voice of the Suspension Sect is dry.