Brother Yunlie, Jiu'er will always think about you.

At this time, in the Feiyun Pavilion, there was a clear and pleasant piano sound, although the music was not heavy, but Feng Qinyu could hear the heaviness and gloom revealed in this piano sound.

"The Rising Clouds ......"

Feng Qinyu read these four words in a low voice, and this familiar melody made her heart clench.

The sound of the piano became clearer and clearer, and it also made her heart hurt more and more.

Standing up from the gazebo, her steps involuntarily walked towards the courtyard.

Opening the courtyard door, the sound of the piano was heard more clearly, and the reluctance precipitated in the sound of the piano also made the listener's heart heavier.

The footsteps involuntarily moved little by little with the sound of the piano, and before they knew it, the person was already standing outside the Feiyun Pavilion.

In the sky above Feiyun Pavilion, the bright moon also gave people an endless cold air at this moment.

Her footsteps paused outside, and she followed, and she didn't know where the courage came from, so she stretched out her hand and pushed open the courtyard door of Feiyun Pavilion.

In the pavilion in the courtyard, it was still the scene she saw that day, Dongfang Yunlie turned his back to her, sat in front of the guqin with a peaceful face, and played the piano without saying a word.

The fingertips are slender and beautiful, and they are spotlessly clean.

Feng Qinyu's heart can still feel the familiar heartbeat.

She stood in the doorway with some greed, quietly watching his fingertips pluck on the piano.

After the song, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, which also made Feng Qinyu, who was in a trance, come back to his senses suddenly, and was about to walk in, but was interrupted by a crisp female voice in front of Dongfang Yunlie-

"Lord Wang, this song is so good."

The crisp voice was full of appreciation and admiration, and even if she saw the expression of the speaker at this time, she could imagine it from this admiration.

At this time, Feng Qinyu found that in the place blocked by a tree, Zuo Qing was looking at Dongfang Yunlie who was playing the piano in front of him with affection, and the two sat opposite each other, and under the moonlight, they looked so harmonious and beautiful.

It's right, it's so right, it's jealous.

Dongfang Yunlie's hand was withdrawn from the strings, he raised his eyes, looked at Zuo Qing who was fluctuating in front of him, and quietly twisted his eyebrows.

Neither of them noticed that at the gate of the hidden courtyard, Feng Qinyu's footsteps were quietly stopped at this time.

His gaze quietly retracted, and his eyes drooped a little.

At this time, it was as if she was a superfluous outsider, disturbing for no reason in their world, superfluous and annoying.

Not wanting to feel so embarrassed, she didn't say anything, but turned around and left quietly.

When he turned around, his body collided straight with the person who came in with tea behind him.

"I'm sorry."

She subconsciously apologized, raised her eyes, and saw that the housekeeper was looking at her with a stunned face, as if she was a little surprised that she actually appeared in Feiyun Pavilion at this moment.

"Gong ...... Princess, why are you here? ”

I could hear that the butler's tone was incredibly surprised.

And Dongfang Yunlie, who was originally sitting in front of the guqin with a slight frown, suddenly raised his slightly constricted eyes when he heard the housekeeper's "princess", and quickly turned around.

Seeing that Feng Qinyu was standing in front of the housekeeper with a cramped expression at this time, his expression was even a little embarrassed.

Dongfang Yunlie's heart sank, and his gaze subconsciously swept over Zuo Qing, who was looking at him with affection in front of him, with some disgust and disgust in his eyes.

At the same time, looking at Feng Qinyu's cramped appearance, he was a little panicked in his heart.