As she spoke, Ye'er directly pushed Dongxiang's body and walked towards the outside of her yard.

"Okay, okay, you don't have to worry about my sister's affairs as a child." After Ye Er finished speaking, he directly closed the courtyard door.

Dong Xiang, who was blocked out of the door, also looked innocent, but in an instant, her eyes rolled, and then she looked at Ye Li's Zhilan Courtyard again.

At this time, the enchantment under Ye Libu emitted fluorescence, and it looked so sacred.

But Dongxiang knew that what Ye Li was doing inside at this time was not so sacred.

She smiled strangely, and then left Ye'er's yard.

I don't know how long it has been, I don't know if the moon has just risen or is ready to set, in short, Ye Li has forgotten the time.

Sitting on the swing in the yard, Ye Li held Jiang Li and swung the swing together, feeling the breath of the breeze blowing across his cheeks.

"How did you feel when you first stepped onto the battlefield?" Jiang Li's slender fingers brushed Ye Li's face, more gentle than the feeling of the breeze, with a woman's unique fragrance.

Ye Li took a deep breath and said abruptly, "It doesn't feel like that."

Jiang Li was not surprised, in the gentle township just now, Jiang Li sensed that Ye Li's mood was not quite right.

"If you don't feel good, then don't tell your concubine." Jiang Li pursed his lips.

Ye Li suddenly smiled, looked at Jiang Li and said, "When I first saw you, you were still the Oiran of the Mandarin Duck Tower, I remember that when I heard your words, I immediately felt shocked."

"Now that Yuanyang Lou has moved out of Weiyang City, those beautiful girls don't know where they are going."

"Husband begs to fight! With a concubine, she is still thinking about the girl in the Mandarin Duck Tower." Jiang Li's gesture was to stretch out his hand to hit Ye Li.

But the Rouyi she stretched out was caught by Ye Li, Ye Li touched the jade hand in the palm of his hand, and said with a smile: "Then I don't know if the lady can play another song for her husband?"

Jiang Li suddenly stood up, stretched out his hand, and suddenly a half-jade-faced and half-wooden-faced stool fell into her hands.

"I haven't practiced for a long time, and I don't know if I'm unfamiliar or not, but since my husband wants to hear it, the concubine naturally wants to satisfy my husband." Jiang Li looked at Ye Li with a faint smile.

Jiang Li's words are naturally self-humble, at the beginning, she was famous, I don't know how many people have spent a lot of money to listen to her song, they have spent a lot of money, and they can't even see her playing in person, they can only faintly hear some sounds across the building.

But Rao is like this, and there are many people who are coming in an endless stream.

Many people who love music and rhythm even call her the top ten of the Oiran in the Northern Regions today.

As she spoke, she just sat up, and her spiritual power turned into a bench under her, dragging her body.

Then Shi Shiran played the ser, and the sound of music suddenly came out.

As Jiang Li slowly brushed over the strings, a melodious voice suddenly rippled out.

She plucked gently, or carefully twisted the strings, or picked up quickly, and the beginning of the rhythm was an unknown piece of music in ancient times, known to the world as "The General's Journey", which was made by a woman to express her longing for her husband who was in the army.

The exact author and time of its composition are unknown, but the sound of this piece has been transmitted from ancient times to the present.

Originally, this piece of music was played on the piano, but Jiang Li's use of the piano to play it was not strange at all.

Sometimes the sound is so urgent, with an extremely heavy and dull feeling, as if you can see the solemn moment on the battlefield.

Ye Li could almost see that thousands of troops and horses suddenly appeared in front of him, the sound of iron hooves breaking through the sky, and the sound of soldiers fighting was extremely crisp.

That almost substantial murderous aura was reflected by Jiang Li's voice.

But in an instant, the sound became extremely soft, extremely slow.

It's like a person's whispering, almost inaudible if you don't listen carefully.

In this

At a moment, Ye Li seemed to see a woman in front of his eyes.

At this time, she was standing in the sunset, standing in front of the house, looking into the distance, not knowing what she was looking at, not knowing if she could see what she saw.

This feeling of the unknown almost gives people an extremely depressing feeling.

If you can't see it, then day after day, the woman still hasn't given up.

This insistence gives people a sense of despair.

The sound of this soft rhythm has never been stopped.

It's like a mountain stream, although it doesn't have the grandeur of a big river, but it still flows towards an unknown place.

This small stream, which sometimes flows only a finger wide and seems to be cut off at any moment, is difficult to break.

It will always open up a river channel in other places, and if it can't open up, it will slowly infiltrate, and this small stream can always flow through.

This creek still has its own story, its own wonderful, and even does not lose to those famous rivers.

However, under this insistence, there is also a contemplative unconscious birth, and it seems that the woman's longing for her husband overflows.

However, when the feelings of longing reached the most extreme moment, no sound could be made.

Like a person with aphasia, he can only babble, but it is difficult to say a complete sentence from his mouth.

But in the next moment, this aphasia was suddenly shattered.

Like a dam that is intercepted, when the accumulated tide is too strong, even the strongest embankment is difficult to stop.

Even under the obstruction of this dike, the rapids became even more turbulent.

The general feelings of the flood are generally released, and it is unstoppable.

Ye Li seemed to be able to hear the roaring torrent, as fierce as an angry dragon, wanting to destroy everything in its path.

It was at this time that all the sounds suddenly stopped.

As the sound disappeared, Ye Li's eyes suddenly cleared, and he broke away from the artistic conception just now, and his attention naturally shifted to Jiang Li's body.

Jiang Liqian got up, and at this time, the moonlight fell on her body, as if she was draped in a moon shirt, which looked so holy.

"Can the lady play another song?" Ye Li said unfinished.

Jiang Li naturally would not refuse, a smile appeared on her face, and she sat down.

Ye Li also took out the divine harp that he had obtained in the ruins of the valley, and played it with Jiang Li's rhythm, and immediately the piano sounded.

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