"Can't remember?"

As the sound came, a hand covered the back of his hand pressed against the strings, allowing him to pluck it gently after him.

Qian Feng was startled, and turned around to meet a face that had always disturbed his dreams recently, and at this moment, the peach blossom eyes were full of tenderness.

Rugged ...... Why did he come, it seems that he has been so lazy that he can't even notice that someone is close.

Looking up at the lake again, I saw Lu Jiu looking at this side angrily, obviously unsuccessfully.

"Don't be distracted!"

The force on the back of his hand increased a little, and Qian Feng realized that Qi Lan was leaning over his back, and took himself to resume the song that had been broken just now, and whispered in his mouth: "All the ways are lingering, how can I turn a thousand times, remember the ten miles long pavilion, the long road is long, nine curves and eight bends, even if there are seven exquisite tricks, it is inevitable that the six desires are masterless, the five aggregates are difficult to empty, and the four looks are not seen. ”

After finishing the song, Qian Feng regained his mind, and he didn't care about the ambiguous posture of the two, just stared at Qi Lan and asked, "Why do you know this song?" ”

There was an imperceptible tremor in his voice.

Seeing Qianfeng's strange appearance, Qi Lan's eyes flashed slightly, but he still answered truthfully: "This is a song composed by Koike, the first prostitute of the Eight Realms two hundred years ago, called Yi Shi'an." At that time, it was widely praised and became popular in the arena. But after the death of Koike Xiangyu, this piece was gradually forgotten. ”

Koike ...... Qian Feng's fingers clenched suddenly, the strings were almost embedded in the flesh and blood, and almost every book in the red kite's study had such a signature, and later he asked and found out that it was the word of the red kite.

"How did she die?" Qian Feng's voice was a little hoarse.

As if falling into memory, Qi Lan didn't see Qianfeng's expression at the moment, and only said to himself: "Back then, Xiao Chi was beautiful in the world, and there were countless dignitaries and nobles who fell under her pomegranate skirt, but because of his good kung fu, he never suffered any losses. She has always been disdainful of people who can't get into her eyes, and then one day, Emperor Longhua of the curtain traveled and accidentally caught a glimpse of Xiaochi's face, and since then his soul has been haunted and entangled. Even in order to marry Koike into the palace to her promised to abolish the three thousand harem alone, but Koike was unmoved, and finally one day the patience exhausted Emperor Longhua put down his words, and the next day he forcibly took Koike into the palace, and on the same night, Koike set fire to the Wanhua Pavilion and set fire to it*. ”

Qi Lan paused for a moment and sneered: "Of course, this is just a version of folklore, and the truth is that the queen has long hated Xiao Chi to the core, and wants to get rid of it quickly, so she finally seized the opportunity that night and put a secret poison in the well water of Wanhua Pavilion, and then burned Wanhua Pavilion in the middle of the night, and all the people in the pavilion were burned alive, and none of them were spared." So, once this woman is ruthless, she will not lose to a man at all, but the queen did not end well, half a year later, Qionghua Hall went to the water, and all the people in the first palace were burned to death, and those in the know said that it was Xiao Chi's unjust soul who asked for his life. ”

Qian Feng suddenly remembered the fire in the eyes of the red kite on the day he left, and thought of the rumors in Chumen, thinking that the person who died in the Wanhua Pavilion that day was not Xiao Chi, but the former Sixth Elder-Liyuan.

Qian Feng closed his eyes and sighed lightly in his heart, learning about the red kite's past, he just added a layer of melancholy.

Disturbed by the touch of his eyebrows, Qian Feng opened his eyes and saw that Qi Lan was raising his palms, his warm fingertips caressing his eyebrows, and the lake blue wide sleeves were half covered and half hidden, blocking his vision, so Qian Feng couldn't see his expression clearly, only the clear voice slowly crossed his ears, bringing a circle of ripples in his heart: "How can I be so fond of frowning at a young age, and I am not afraid of aging before I get old." ”

Qian Feng wanted to argue at this time, "I'm much better than you", but just as he was about to open his mouth, he was interrupted by Qi Lan: "By the way, who taught you this long-lost tune?" ”

"Red kite." Qian Feng replied sideways as he pushed away the rugged ones who were still leaning on him, leaning too close, and the burning breath from his chest was about to make him unable to breathe.

It's a red kite again! Every time he mentioned the red kite, Qianfeng would isolate the others from his own world, just like he pushed himself away just now, his rugged eyes narrowed slightly, and he moved closer to him, "So you were thinking about her just now?" ”

Qian Feng blinked and moved to the side again: "Hmm." ”

Qi Lan suddenly grabbed his hand and pulled him back hard, then pressed him on the stone bench and sat down, then smiled with satisfaction: "Hmph, what's so good about this kind of childlike song, I'll teach you a song today." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Qian Feng to refuse, he sat opposite him, turned the moon around with a flick of his wrist, and played the strings with both hands from the inside out.

Qianfeng had never seen the rugged appearance of playing the piano before, not like the cynicism on weekdays, nor like the uncertain weather when it was out of control, the whole person seemed to be wrapped in soft sunlight, quiet and far-reaching. Qian Feng held his head in both hands and looked at him quietly, and in a trance, he actually had a feeling of being old: Perhaps, it would be good to bring such a person back to Trumen, if ...... How nice it would be if he could let go of the hatred in his heart......

The sound of the piano gradually stopped, and Qianfeng's confused eyes gradually cleared, looking at the rugged land that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. Only then did he realize that he had been staring at him for too long, and his cheeks couldn't help but heat a little.

"Huh." Qi Lan chuckled, "Is it good?" ”

Qian Feng nodded stupidly.

"This is what I found in an ancient scroll, the name is Qiheng, come, you try." Qi Lan said that he had already pushed the moon in front of Qian Feng.

Qian Feng tried a few notes on the strings and then stopped, just now he was looking at the rugged land, and he didn't pay attention to his technique at all.

"Stupid." Qi Lan shook his head helplessly, walked over and knocked Qian Feng's forehead casually, only after knocking did he remember Qian Feng's reaction that day, and he felt a little remorseful in his heart, secretly thinking that Qian Feng was afraid that he would be awkward again, but this time he was surprisingly obedient, just rubbed his forehead and lowered his head and stopped talking.

Qi Lan was secretly happy, and then sat down beside Qian Feng inch by inch, grabbed him from behind, and grabbed his hand again and played without waiting for him to resist.

At that moment, Qianfeng seemed to see the spring flowers blooming, and one by one the notes turned into butterflies dancing lightly among the flowers.

"Promise me that this piece will only be played for me in the future."

The murmur slowly entered his ears, itchy, itching all the way to the bottom of his heart, Qian Feng couldn't afford to refuse, and nodded obediently.

Twilight is four, and at this time the rugged land has been gone for a long time. Qian Feng was still staring at the moon in front of him stupidly, in a trance.

"Childe, Childe!"

"Huh? What's wrong? Qian Feng suddenly looked up at Lu Jiu, who was standing beside him at some point, and asked blankly.

Lu Jiu looked at Qian Feng, who had finally returned to his soul, and a bitterness surged in his heart, and he bowed his head and replied respectfully: "Childe, it's getting dark, it's humid at night this season, let's go back!" ”

"It's already dark...... Qian Feng muttered, "Then let's go!" ”

After speaking, he picked up the moon and walked out of the Huxin Pavilion, the wooden bridge meandered, Lu Jiu looked at the person on the bridge who was walking in a moon-white robe, hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke: "Childe." ”

"Huh?" Qian Feng turned around.

"Childe, be careful of the rugged waves."

Qian Feng was surprised, "Why?" ”

Lu Jiu bowed his head, "Childe remembers my words, I will never harm you." ”

"Got it." Qian Feng turned around and continued walking.

Lu Jiu remembered what Qi Lan said when he passed by him before leaving: "No matter what the reason, since you have chosen to betray him in the first place, don't think about it again. ”

At first, he thought it was Qi Lan's possessiveness as a man, but after thinking about it, he saw the interaction between the two of them, and during this period, only Qian Feng was indulged in it, while the other person was always sober.