When Gong Houfeng died, Mrs. Bailing also fell seriously ill, and she had panic attacks again and again, always thinking that she was the bird whose feet were chained and could not be free, and died depressed. Even if he recovers in the future, he will be more cautious and thoughtful in front of the city lord's wife, for fear of causing trouble, not to mention small tricks such as playing with a hundred birds that do not enter the eyes of the city lord's wife.

Qi Bei sighed: "Are you still afraid of the city lord's wife?" I always feel uncomfortable, so I don't dare to attract birds? ”

She thought for a moment, "Maybe." After a long time, I always feel that there is a pair of eyes behind me.

"But look here!" Qi Bei pointed to the tall wind approaching the city wall.

Unlike Jun'an Castle, the walls here are engraved with the history of Fenglin Castle. The section where the two of them are is written exactly the legend of the golden crow bird carrying the tripod to get rid of the ghosts.

"This is the city of the wind, not Jun'an. The lady of the castle lord is not here, of course, you are free to attract the birds. You see how beautiful Miss Xin's blooming immortal flowers are, and the birds must love it too. ”

He pulled Mrs. Bailing and told her to touch the warm soil: "I heard that the climate of Jun'an City is arid, and the land often cracks, and it feels like grains of sand and soil to the touch. ”

Mrs. Bailing leaned against her wrist and the back of her hand, and sure enough, she felt that the soil was very warm, and smiled bitterly: "If the city lord's wife sees me scratching dirt and playing, she will have to scold her head and cover her face." ”

Two small larks tried to get close but were timid, Qi Bei beckoned them over: "There is no one to spy on you here, no one to report you and make you unhappy." Even if there were, I'd get rid of them all. ”

He added: "It's me standing behind you. I assure you, there is absolutely no city lord's wife watching you. ”

Lady Bailing only felt the warm current welling up from her heart flowing all over her body.

He looked at her earnestly. The flowers were fragrant, and a few birds began to sing softly and cheerfully, and Xiao Xiao and Yu Hui stopped the crowd of onlookers who tried to get close very interestingly, giving the two of them enough private space.

"So," he told her, word for word, "you can sing with confidence." ”

With someone around, it seems like you really feel safe.

Lady Lark decided to believe it once.

She stood still, slowly closing her eyes to the rhythm of the breeze, imagining that the cold gaze of the lady of the city lord melted in the fragrance of the flowers, she felt the softness and temperature of the soil on the soles of her shoes, and the touch in her chest began to brew like fermentation.

With the birdsong around her, she deeply fell into her memory, imagining that the tragic death of the gorgeous Konghou phoenix was resurrected, singing and dancing beside her, the tail feathers were huge and gorgeous, the sound vibrated sometimes resounded in the sky, sometimes euphemistic twists and turns, sometimes the crispness of the big beads and small beads falling on the jade plate, and sometimes the softness of the willow catkins flying and poplar flowers flying all over the city.

The worries that have been covered by living in Jun'an City for many years exhaled out of her chest with her breath, purified in the water vapor of the mountains and forests, and the abdomen, chest, and brain were empty, just like the silent empty valley of Aling imagined in front of her.

The woman in the blue dress opened her mouth, and the sound that surged out was like a heavenly sound, a birdsong that had never been heard before, how could a human voice make the sound of a bird?

Qi Bei, who was shocked, heard her let go of her throat and sing for the first time, and suddenly her whole body was like paralysis, and then, the coagulated blood was instantly unblocked, and her rapid breathing eased down, like a sleeping person's chest fell together. He closed his eyes, enjoying the peace and quiet, greedily trying to remember every note.

The birds in the forest were facing the phoenix, and the flock of birds that had been hiding a moment ago and did not dare to show up also began to chirp a little chaotically.

She sang in her memories, and Ah Ling's happy childhood life was vivid. In Qi Bei's eyes, she had already turned into a colorful Gong Hou Phoenix, stretching her gorgeous tail feathers, waving and smiling at him.

He really wanted to reach out and touch it, but he couldn't bear to disturb it.

After opening her voice, she immediately changed her voice, found the right pitch and timbre, and was able to sing the minus Mulan tune with Gong Houfeng's voice. The royal official wandered around the Lingxiang Pavilion and met the singer Sishuang, who had just recorded the lost tune, and after Mrs. Bailing studied it, she could sing a complex tune when she opened her mouth, and she also used the chirping timbre of the Gong Hou Phoenix, and even the vague emphasis on the pronunciation of birds and the slowness of the transition were vivid.

There is no more beautiful voice in this world than her singing voice.

Qi Bei thought in his heart: If you can get such a lark, it will definitely be a blessing for three lives. He must have taken care not to open the cage door and shut her up, but to spread out the velvet so that it could sleep comfortably and fly out freely, and he watched the bird soar lightly, prepared the food and the spring water, and waited patiently for it to return.

This kind of thought is something Qi Bei has never had, when he came back to his senses, he only felt red-faced, and then he felt that he was too greedy, and he didn't dare to ask Mrs. Bailing, who was like a fairy sister, to fly into his arms, as long as he knew that the closest person to this song was only him, and he was satisfied in this life.

However, although the singing voice was graceful, except for a few larks and orioles, there was no expected flock of birds.

Looking at the dozens of chirping birds, Mrs. Bailing was not discouraged, and in their company, she continued to sing the subtractive Mulan tune one notch higher.

Although the voice of this time is high, it is not the thin and weak of the first round, just the opposite of the filamentous clouds floating in the sky, the sound has an impact, piercing the clouds and cracking stones, hitting the hearts of the listeners. At this time, not only Qi Bei, but even Yu Hui and Xiao Sha, who were a little far away, also heard it clearly.

At the end of the second song, there was still no flock of birds.

Mrs. Bailing, who had failed one after another, was a little cold.

Qi Bei, who was standing behind him, immediately said: "You are originally a bird singing freely in the most vast mountains and forests, that is what you really are." Jun'an City can't restrain you. ”

There seemed to be two forces colliding with each other, one was the cold eyes of the lady of the city lord of Jun'an, and the other was Qi Bei's endless encouragement, intertwining and fighting on her.

"I believe in you. You have to believe in yourself, too. ”

He said.

Yes.

She thought.

On the day of birth, there is the auspicious phase of a hundred birds and a phoenix, and it is my fate to be accompanied by a flock of birds all my life, and even die in a flock of birds.

As for the cage in Jun'an City, when it's time to break free, let's break free.

With this long-buried unwillingness, she took a deep breath, reached out to untie the golden crown on her head, threw the jade bead ornament to the ground, took off the heavy mussel bead gold Buddha necklace around her neck, untied the sheep jade bracelet on her wrist, and stepped on her feet with a golden lotus cloak for the decoration on her shoulders, as if she had taken off all the shackles that bound her.

Her long black hair was spread out and fell softly on her shoulders and back.