Such as the wind is light, such as the ethereal water, such as the vast moon, such as the snow, such as the open heaven and earth, such as the red dust, such as the green willow and the new poplar warm spring blooming, such as the peach red apricot white falling flowers into a strange place, Tao Taoran, smoke drunk.

Everyone saw that her white jade fingers were as transparent as if they were staggered against the backdrop of the cui flute, and her demeanor and movements were indescribably beautiful and dazzling. Looking at it sideways, they all feel that the face under this fluttering hazy veil makes people guess, only Yang Han and Qiu Mingrui know that the complexion under the veil has long been damaged, but they also don't know that she can play a wonderful flute like the rest of the people, and she is not a general person in terms of music.

They remembered the competition in the Yuanshan Restaurant that day, and they all looked at her more.

The melodious sound of the flute gradually subsided, and suddenly a sound of breaking stones and clouds came into the sky, suddenly like a war drum, suddenly like a knife, high and agitated, but it can make people's blood boil instantly.

"It's better if there are war drums here!" Mu Fan said in a low voice.

Zi Jin exclaimed: "Look at the water." ”

Everyone's eyes crossed one by one, and they all saw that the swimming fish under the water were gathering more and more, and in the agitation of the flute, they actually staggered and leaped out of the water one by one. In the sunlight, silver shimmers, flying and gliding over the rainbow of seven colors. One by one, they fell into the water and disappeared.

Such a spectacle made Zi Jin cheer loudly and couldn't hide her joy.

The rest of the people all have martial arts, and they know that Bai Zhengyan's flute sound contains internal force, which stimulates the fish swimming in the water to fly over the lake, but with such a melodious and comfortable flute music, it is like a mysterious dance. This kind of meticulous understanding is not something that ordinary martial artists and people who do not have a deep foundation in music and rhythm can control.

Between the beautiful scenery of such a clear flute, a person with a long body standing on a bamboo raft, sailing against the current, the breeze is like water, floating like a fairy. His expression is lofty and elegant, his black eyes are clear, as bright as the moon, and his face is as beautiful as jade with a slight smile, which is really like a bright moon streamer, jasper shines, and is free and easy in the sky, surrounded by mountains and rivers.

"It would be better if there was wine at this moment!" Bai Zhengyan put away the flute, stared ahead, and muttered.

When his bamboo raft wandered by, revealing the wine jar on the raft, Bai Zhengyan smiled clearly, and said: "People in my generation, Mo Ruojing Ningye!" ”

As soon as she saw the wine, she got a little carried away, and turned a blind eye to everyone.

Feng Jingning smiled at this, shook his head and said, "As soon as the flute sounds, I know that I can't live without wine at this moment." ”

Everyone was happy, and they took the small wine jar he threw over. Bai Zhengyan couldn't wait to take a sip, "A hundred years of fine wine, the hazy cloud wine of Longdu, you just hid it in the carriage, why can't I smell it?" ”

Feng Jingning sat down and tasted slowly, "It's hidden in the carriage, but it's not my carriage, it's in Yang Xiaohou's carriage." ”

A hint of urgency flashed in everyone's eyes, he went back with the Shui family brothers and sisters, if there was no such name for sending wine, I was afraid that I could only accompany them back at this moment. Whether this wine was prepared in advance or on a whim is really worth considering.

Bai Zhengyan drank one sip after another, not bothering to think about their mess. Occasionally, I poured some into the lake to see if I could catch some drunken fish. She pursed her lips and chuckled lightly, and together with Mu Fan of the boat, she felt her comfort, and when she turned her head to look at her, she said with an evil smile: "It seems that we are really the emperors and nobles of Lanzhi Yushu who are very charming, and those fish are actually enthusiastic on the surface of the lake, vying to watch." ”

This person's face is really thick enough, Bai Zhengyan looked him up and down with a pair of eyes, but he was very calm, smiling slightly, which meant that he would let you be presumptuous. She was not suppressed by his scoundrels and oppression, and smiled leisurely: "If you say so, it should be Feng Gongzi's merit." I invited them for a long time with the sound of the flute, and they all gathered in the water to admire, only when the wind boy came, they couldn't help but jump out of the water to watch. ”

Mu Fan leaned back in his chair, nodded, and said with a smile: "You little woman is quite interesting. If he is penniless and has nowhere to stay, he can come to our Mu family to eat and drink, and Mu can also give you some jewelry, gold and silver. ”

Bai Zhengyan couldn't imagine that what he said had already spread to the ears of these children of the family, and glanced at Yang Han obliquely, he was really toothless. She immediately bowed her head and bowed to Mu Fan: "That little woman first thanked Mu Er Gongzi for his kindness here. If he is down, let him come to his door. ”

Mu Fan laughed, and his index finger nodded at her in the void, "I'll wait!" ”

After that, Feng Jingning often went to the other courtyard to visit and chat.

Once, she went to the bamboo forest to look for the little fox, and when she came back, she saw that on the case in the study, half of the bamboo forest she had painted had been painted, and the bamboo he painted was vigorous and powerful, and the branches and leaves sprouted in the sparse and sparse sprout new opportunities, and the tall and upright saw leisurely, just like the winter bamboo outside the window. And there are a few ancient calligraphy books on the desk, with inscription rubbing; There are authentic works of famous masters of the previous generations; There are remote ethnic witch ritual texts; There is also the calligraphy of the ancestors of the Feng family, Bai Zhengyan pursed his lips and smiled, thinking that he came over a few times ago, and saw a few famous calligraphy books found from this study on her desk, she read and revisited them every time intentionally or unintentionally, so she found these posts to give her a look at and appreciate.

A few times later, their conversation shifted to these posters. The rice paper is white, the pen and ink are green, the words of Feng Jingning are Wang Yanghong, the pen is a dragon and a snake, and the wind and bones between the vigorous and charming are self-revealed. Bai Zhengyan had no intention of revealing his identity, and he would not write the unique "cloud font" that everyone in the world knows.

Feng Jingning locked his eyebrows and looked at it for a long time, and suddenly smiled: "I didn't expect the words of the sign to be so refreshing." ”

Bai Zhengyan stuck out his tongue in his heart, all thanks to that person. But the words were vague and confused: "Since I was a child, I love to scribble, flip and see, flip and turn, and scribble, and it becomes like this." With Jing Ning's cultivation eyesight, I felt that it could still enter the eye, and I was very happy in my heart. ”

Feng Jingning squinted and smiled, and there was a long-lasting smile in her clear eyes.

Bai Zhengyan glanced at his hand, and quipped: "Although this hand can't use the soft whip sword, at least it can draw and write......

Before she finished speaking, she felt a warmth in her hands. Feng Jingning had already grabbed her right wrist, pulled some sleeves, and gently rubbed them. Bai Zhengyan's heart jumped suddenly, she didn't know if she was flustered, confused, or shy at the moment, or she was calmed by his sudden movements, standing there blankly, looking at him blankly. There was a smile in his eyes, his body was half-leaning on the bookcase, his legs were folded, and his slender hands were rubbing her wrists and bones very doorways, although the technique was a little rusty, but the strength was just right.

To tell the truth, as a princess and the eldest princess, she has enjoyed being served like this, and even better service; And as the coach of the Nine Heavens Ride, it is not uncommon to have such contact with a man, but those times are calm-minded on both sides. However, this aristocratic son of the Feng family also came out like this, did he have any purpose? What is the value of her identity at the moment?

Don't blame her for thinking too much, it's a habit of survival instinct.

Feng Jingning caught the doubts and speculations flashing in her eyes, but she didn't explain, just said with a faint smile: "Mr. Wulan is the best doctor in the Desert Country, and he will be able to arrive in Longdu the day after tomorrow." He may have a cure for this wrist, and he said...... Don't be discouraged! ”

Is it true that he wants to heal her wrist, as he once said?

Desert Country.

In the small city of Lihe, near Longdu, there is an inconspicuous silk village in the ancient city, and the door separated from the outside is opened, and inside is a courtyard with another world. The scenery layout is delicate and elegant, the moon shadow is dusk, the sparse shadow is horizontally oblique, the plum blossoms are blooming, the snow is soaked in the plum heart, and the fragrance is more and more cold to secrete people's spleen and lungs.

A person sat on the front steps of the house hidden by the plum tree, holding a broken plum branch in his jade white slender hand, and counting the plum petals on the ground clearly and carefully: "One, two, three, four, five, six......"

As he counted, he counted in his mind.

Suddenly, he frowned, stopped for a long time, and the plum branch in his hand shook slightly, as if revealing his mood at the moment. The next moment, the plum branch stroked, and the order arranged on the ground was disrupted, and then used another method to re-divinate the hexagram. "One, two, three......" His counting voice stopped suddenly, and the hexagram displayed on the ground was the same as the last time.

This time, the frowning brow did not open for a long time.

"What is Childe doing?"

"I don't know."

"He sat in front of the door for a long time?"

"He's been sitting for a long time lately."

"The snow is heavy and the cold is heavy, so it is not advisable to sit for a long time."

"He knows."

“……”

"He's upset."

"Childe also has times when he is upset?"

"Everyone has it."

"I don't think he's an ordinary person."

"Know too much?"

"Heartless, ruthless."

"Otherwise, people will change, as long as they meet the right person."

"Childe will meet such a person, will he change because of others?"

"I'm afraid I've already encountered it."

"Who?"

"She."

"Will there be a change?"

"Perhaps."

In the corner of the corridor in the distance, under the swaying of the wind lamp, two handsome young men nested in a sheltered place, wrapped in cotton robes, and looked at the elegant and slightly arrogant figure sitting on the steps from a distance, and after seeing doubts in each other's eyes, they began to whisper in this paragraph.

At this point, they looked at each other again, and the remaining doubts in each other's eyes were still there. They often get along with that man, but they don't know much about him. The man's eyes were too gloomy, and his mind was too ethereal, and no one could see him thoroughly, not even the people who were with him every day.