In the small courtyard, the bamboo is strangely green, verdant and verdant, and there seem to be teardrops on the swaying leaves, which is the baptism of a night of rain, revealing some cold and cold warmth, as well as some familiar tastes.

Ling Siqing turned around and asked Qiao Muyu, is this bamboo leaf good-looking?

Qiao Muyu raised his eyebrows, as if thinking about something, for a long time, "I found his residence." ”

Ling Siqing stopped talking, in fact, when they were on the painting boat, they saw Qiao Mufeng's figure, but it was just a flash, they were not sure for a while, the painting boat floated by, so they didn't pay attention to it, but they didn't want Qiao Mufeng to see them, and left this place one step earlier, this small courtyard in seclusion.

"This place is very good, he will really enjoy it!" Looking for such a place to wait for death, it really doesn't look like his character, Ling Siqing couldn't help but think, if this place is good, it is actually nothing special, the only feature is this bamboo everywhere.

Such a touching cyan color is really meaningful.

"Actually, I occasionally think of a lot of things in the past, perhaps, the fourth brother is really forced by me to be like this, he has always hated and liked the cyan of this bamboo leaf, such an arrogant cyan, but he is also silent and hard, he may have the heart to do politics, if I didn't force him like this, he would probably be more forbearing."

The faint mist in the bamboo forest is filled, blurred, and the faint sound of the piano comes from it, so elegant, but with a heart-breaking pain, hearing the sound of the piano, I feel as if my heart has been cut by the strings, which is thin and deep, and the pain is bloody.

His fourth brother actually prefers this kind of scenery.

In the depths of the bamboo forest like a fairyland, the guzheng, the mountain rocks, and the small spring, looking for a beauty.

Qiao Muyu said, Ling Siqing seemed to see Qiao Mufeng, dressed in simple cyan clothes, tied with a cyan belt, sitting on a stone diagonally, with a dark zither on his lap.

His long hair reached his waist, draped loosely, his complexion was exceptionally good, his lips were red and his teeth were white, and he was extremely smart.

"Let's go see him." Ling Siqing took Qiao Muyu's hand, there were some unclear emotions in his voice, perhaps after the passage of time, some things had already been precipitated in the depths of the years, and they were drowned with the memory.

Ling Siqing finally followed Qiao Muyu to a place.

Xu left in a hurry, the courtyard was not as elegant as the bamboo courtyard, but a little rough, only enough to settle down, but Qiao Mufeng was content, sitting in the courtyard, enjoying this short and beautiful day.

He knew that his life was shortening little by little, and he knew that his time was running out.

"Bamboo." Zhu'er is Qiao Mufeng's little servant, only listening to him call softly, the fingers on the strings of the piano also stopped, and seemed to be a little absent-mindedly muttering, but his eyes never left the dark body, "Is it a guest?" ”

He came out with a sentence so headlessly, Zhu'er was slightly startled, "Master, no one." ”

Qiao Mufeng leaned lazily, his simple clothes couldn't hide the nobility on his body, his fingers gently plucked the strings, and his voice rang high and low, "You go and see, is someone coming." The fingers were forced, and the thin strings went straight into the flesh, but the tone was very heavy.

"Master, I'll go and see." Zhu'er tried to suppress her fright, turned around and ran away.

Qiao Mufeng was right, and sure enough, someone came.

He had already expected that Qiao Muyu would find him, no matter where he hid, Qiao Muyu would find it, Qiao Mufeng's arm was bent and placed on the zither, his upper body was reclining on it, and his other hand was grasping the strings more and more, the delicate skin could not withstand the pressure after all, and the trickle of blood overflowed, I don't know what happened to the road, and the corners of his good-looking lips were also a little blood-red.

Seeing this, Qiao Muyu went up one by one and quickly tore his arm apart.

"Qiao Mufeng, did you just let me see you like this?" Qiao Muyu's tone was not good, and his voice was tense.

"Are you all right here?" Qiao Mufeng used all his strength, his voice was like a gossamer, if there was nothing, Qiao Muyu still wanted to step forward, but he said with difficulty: "Don't look at it, my limit has arrived." ”

Qiao Muyu paused, and Ling Siqing beside him also stiffened his body, looking at Qiao Mufeng like this, he only felt that heaven was making people.

"Sixth brother, I'm glad you're here, and I'm the last, and I ask you to take care of my funeral." Qiao Mufeng's weak tone was mixed with a hint of a smile, but he leaned weakly on Qin's body, "Don't erect a monument for me, just because I was gone a long time ago......"

"Fourth brother!" For the first time, Qiao Muyu felt speechless, like a fish in his throat.

"Six, sixth brother......" The dust settled, and only the sound of the wind passing through the leaves in the small courtyard was left, as if it was wailing.

Qiao Muyu stood for a long time, Ling Siqing didn't say a word, just looked at it like that, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, and called in a low voice, but there was still no movement, at this time Zhu'er stepped forward to check, Qiao Mufeng was still smiling, but there was no breath at all. "Master, master, he, he has gone to ......"

I didn't expect death to come so quickly, without even a little preparation!

Qiao Muyu stepped forward, turned over Qiao Mufeng's body, and found that the corners of his mouth had long been soaked in blood, but he tried hard to smile, washed the dust of the past, just smiled, seemed to see through everything in the world, and seemed to have found the conversion of life, so he felt very happy, so he has always been happy.

Such a reunion after a long absence, but it brought death, the wind continued to blow, and the leaves of the world wept sadly.

Qiao Muyu did not erect a monument after all, and buried Qiao Mufeng in the original bamboo forest, since he likes that bamboo, why deprive him of his heavy heart, maybe with those bamboos, he will not be so lonely in the next life.

After placing Qiao Mufeng, Qiao Muyu didn't say a word.

Ling Siqing couldn't look at it, so he took him away from the bamboo forest and went to a place where peach blossoms were in full bloom, the dazzling pink color of the world seemed to be waving with the sweetness of honey in the air, just like their happiness at this time.

"Mu Yu, since the matter is over, don't think too much, at least he walked calmly......"

"Didn't I help my father at the beginning, he loved the second brother the most, but he never took into account the feelings of others, although the second brother never showed his emotions, but I know that the second brother is also unhappy in his heart, he can't accept everything that has been arranged, but he is so powerless, all of this is arranged by me and my father......"

"Since ancient times, the emperor's family has been ruthless, Emperor Cangqu likes to arrange all this, and you can't stop it."

Qiao Muyu looked at Ling Siqing, only to feel that his black and white eyes were full of affection, perhaps, he shouldn't be thinking about everything that had happened, after all, the past is gone, what else is worth falling in love with!