Chapter Sixty-Seven: The Divine Voice Rings
"I don't know how to play the piano, so what's the use of taking it? Wei Xiwan faintly refused.
Although she doesn't know the piano, she can still guess the preciousness and value of this piano.
"The piano also pays attention to a fateful word, I know that I have no fate with this piano, and I am afraid that it will be dusty if I stay by my side. Yun Ji said with a shallow smile, although she was a little reluctant in her heart, but if she gave it to Wei Xiwan, she was still very willing.
At first, she had no intention of giving this piano out, but after settling down in Nancheng Capital, she played this piano several times in the few days when she waited for Wei Xi to return home, and the sound of strings and strings was not something she could easily control.
Leaving this piano by your side and not being able to play it is not a tyrannical thing, it is better to give it to your benefactor, which can be regarded as a heart.
"Miss Wei......" Yun Ji said softly with the intention of persuasion, "I hope that the girl will still be able to remember Yun Ji when she sees this piano in the future." ”
"Okay......" Yun Ji said this, and if she refused, she was afraid that it would make her sad, Wei Xi nodded lately, and her lips let out a soft sigh, I don't know if we can see each other again in this life, and if I can, I don't know what kind of scene it will be at that time.
At sunset, the carriage carrying Yun Ji was draped in the glow, and the wheels rolled up the fallen leaves, driving out of the city, and gradually moving away from the capital of Nancheng.
Night has come, Han Yuqin is placed in Wei Xiwan's room in the National Teacher's Mansion, showing a bit of fairy appearance under the reflection of the candle flame, causing Wei Xiwan to directly pick up the qin and put it on the table, wanting to take a closer look.
Although she didn't know how to play the piano, she didn't know why, holding this piano in her hand, there was an inexplicable sense of taking it for granted in her heart, and even the posture of holding it seemed to be very proficient, as if she had held it thousands of times.
"Could it be that I am destined for this piano?" Wei Xiwan's slender jade-like fingertips slid softly over each string, muttering quietly, "But I can't play the piano......"
The piano made by the cold ice of ten thousand years has already had an extraordinary spirituality, and ordinary people cannot easily play this piano, but at this moment, under the caress of Wei Xiwan's fingertips, it seems unusually quiet, although she has not plucked the strings, but the cold jade qin reflects the candle flame and reveals a soft shimmer, so that the whole room is full of tranquility and leisure.
The whole world is covered in snow, ruined walls, and endlessly desolate......
A woman stood fluttering on the snow, holding a blood-stained sword, and walked towards the ruins in the distance step by step, leaving only a cold and lonely back.
A distant and ethereal voice kept ringing out, as if coming from the far reaches of the sky, muttering but never being able to hear clearly.
Suddenly, the snow-capped world was engulfed in flames, terrifying screams rang out, and blood dappled past his eyes.
"Brother......" A mournful woman's cry pierced the night sky that was red by the fire, and at the same time pulled Wei Xiwan out of the dream in an instant.
It was the second time she had dreamed of it, only this time it seemed clearer than the last.
Wei Xiwan, who woke up, trembled slightly, panted softly as frightened, stretched out his hand to wipe it, and his forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat.
The sun was shining outside the window, and it was already morning.
Wei Xiwan, who came from a trance in the dream, suddenly remembered what he had said when he chatted with Tao Duyu in the city a few days ago.
"Actually, I think one thing is very strange, who do you say you are? As far as I know, all of us who have crossed into this world have an identity that originally existed, but you didn't, you said that the master before you found you unconscious near the Daze Gang, and you were still wearing a school uniform at that time hahahaha......"
"Maybe I have no place in this world, I'm an orphan...... Alas, it's so miserable!" Wei Xiwan replied at that time.
At this time, there is a strong and absurd feeling that his life experience seems to be closely related to this dream......
"Who the hell are you?"
"Brother......
Tao Duyu's words overlapped with the sound and pictures in the dream, constantly colliding into Wei Xiwan's mind, and some hazy and blurry pictures vaguely flashed in his mind, but he couldn't see it clearly.
The more I think about it, the whole person is like being pulled into a state of chaos and trance in a dream by an invisible hand.
"My lord, are you awake?" the voice of the maidservant outside the door sounded, pulling Wei Xiwan, who was in a trance, out violently.
Wei Xiwan, who realized her state just now, was a little panicked, and if she didn't have a maid to call her, she didn't know what would have happened.
"Yes, come in. Wei Xi breathed a sigh of relief, trying to suppress herself from thinking about this dream for the time being, since the dream will become clearer and clearer, there will always be a time for her to see everything clearly.
The maid gently pushed open the door and walked in, and while changing and grooming Wei Xi's evening clothes, she said with a smile:
"There was good news from the palace this morning. ”
"What's the good news?" Wei Xiwan said a little lazily and tiredly.
"Concubine Chu is pregnant. The maidservant said briskly, "I don't know if I am pregnant with a prince or a princess, but no matter what, this is the emperor's first child!"
This news thundered down like thunder, and Wei Xi was caught off guard, and the whole person instantly stiffened.
"What did you say?" Wei Xiwan's voice was a little weak and cautious, "You mean, Concubine Chu is pregnant?"
"Yes. ”
The heart seemed to be smashed hard all of a sudden, and cracks spread the pain, from the heart to the limbs.
Wei Xiwan's throat was choked, a pair of eyes were quietly covered with a layer of tears, and his breathing became more and more unsmooth, he wanted to suppress it in front of the maidservant, but he couldn't hold back after all, and suddenly coughed.
Leaned over and coughed, and the big tears rolled down, but Wei Xiwan bit his lip and didn't make a sound, frightening the maid who didn't know why.
"My lord, my lord, what's wrong with you?" The panicked maid hurriedly patted Wei Xiwan's back gently, thinking that she was coughing accidentally.
The choking in his throat made Wei Xiwan only spit out two words with difficulty: "Get out." ”
Looking at Wei Xiwan's somewhat cold tone and attitude, the maidservant who didn't know what was going on didn't dare to disobey, so she could only leave the room worriedly.
As soon as the door closed, she was left alone with the overwhelming emotions and grief.
She thinks that if she loves someone just by being by his side, she can be satisfied, and she will feel happy when she sees him happy.
Chu Xiangluo was originally his wife, pregnancy was not the most normal thing, he was going to have a child, she should have been happy for him.
But she found that she couldn't do it, it turned out that this was not the case, Wei Xiwan felt that she seemed to be getting more and more stingy and greedy......
The afterglow of his kiss that night seemed to be still on his lips and teeth, and when he thought that he was so passionate, and even more so to kiss another woman, Wei Xiwan's heart was as uncomfortable as being grabbed, and she felt like she was going crazy.
How could she stay with him as if nothing had happened?
Wei Xiwan said that he would rest today, and no one should disturb him.
The maidservant who had been standing outside the door thought about it carefully, and seemed to understand something, so she stopped asking and bothering, and guarded the door for Wei Xiwan seriously and a little distressed.
All emotions can be soothed, it just takes a little time.
It's dark.
Tonight, the night sky was clouded, and the moon and stars were gone.
The strings of the cold jade piano smoked lightly, and the white jade all over the body radiated light, looking sacred and solemn under the flickering candle flame.
Wei Xiwan looked at the piano on the piano stand in a daze, every time she glanced at it, the cold jade qin would tremble slightly, and the light smoke would also come in her direction.
In Wei Xiwan's eyes, Han Yuqin became more and more familiar, and she even had a ridiculous idea, she felt that she would play this piano.
The strong feeling prompted her to unconsciously walk to the Han Yuqin, and she picked up the piano and skillfully placed it on the table, her fingertips caressing the smoke-curling strings as if uncontrollably.
A clear and distant sound of the piano came out, instantly cracking the sky......