I asked Weiwu to give enough money, and left the Tianxiang Pavilion with unfinished intentions. Wei Wu was puzzled by my generosity, after all, he took out all the money on him.

"I will come to Ma Xianglan in the future, and make the bustard mother happy." I said lightly.

"It's not easy to get rid of the bustard mother, I can do it right away with soul dementoring. And Ma Xianglan, it's the same, why does the princess have to go to such great lengths? Mighty looked puzzled.

I laughed and said, "Then you can use spiritualism, since someone has sent you a lot of silver, are you afraid that you won't have any silver to spend?" It's better to use fewer spells, so as not to leave clues and leave traces to be found. ”

Wei Wu suddenly realized and nodded obediently.

Outside has long been wrapped in the thick dark night, and all kinds of flower boats shuttle back and forth on the Qinhuai River. The music of the orchestra and bamboo, mixed with singing and laughter, ripples on the river.

"It's a shame not to enjoy such a wonderful night view. Come with me for a walk. I turned to the mighty man behind me.

Naturally, Weiwu would not contradict me, but silently followed behind me.

We walked slowly along the Qinhuai River, passed the Luohua Bridge and the Qinhuai River Bridge in the distance, and slowly walked to the Mochou Lake, which is turquoise and clear, quiet and elegant. We walked on the stone path paved with rain flower stones, shuttled through the towering garden by Mochou Lake, quietly enjoyed the charming night view, and let this quiet and harmonious beauty wash away the distracting thoughts in our hearts. This Mochou Lake is really as its name, has the effect of making people forget their troubles, and it really deserves to be the first of the "Forty Views of Jinling".

Under the illumination of the moonlight, the lake surface is a silver wave, and there is a delicate and transparent pavilion in the lake in the distance, which should be one of the scenic spots of Mochou Lake. This situation reminds me of Liu Ji's words: "The moon is bright on the side of Egret Island, and the twilight tide is flat under the pavilion." Red rice, purple soup, you can live a life without worries."

I took out the nine-section purple bamboo flute, and the music I played seemed to be toned and out of tune, which sounded tactful and pleasant, but the helplessness and melancholy that filled it may only be understood by me.

"The princess's flute sound is always so beautiful, it can be described as heavenly. I don't think there's anyone else in the world like that. Wei Wu sighed sincerely.

I turned around and looked at the mighty eyes with some sadness: "I know you love to listen to my, and I play this song for you casually." This is the last time I will play with this flute, and I will show it to the world on other instruments in the future. Mighty, help me take good care of this flute and 'plum blossom falling'. "I handed the nine-section purple bamboo flute to Wei Wu.

"Princess! These two things have been left to you by your loved ones, they are vital to you, and you have never left them all these years......"

I waved my hand to interrupt Weiwu, gave him a blank look, and said, "I'm just temporarily handing it over to you for safekeeping!" ”

Weiwu took the purple bamboo flute and replied solemnly: "Weiwu will live up to the princess's trust." ”

"It's night, let's go back to the inn, or I'm afraid I'll have the urge to bite these people's necks." I giggled to hide my sorrow, and walked lightly away from the lake and into the forest.

Along the Yuhua Stone Path, we gradually walked back to the downtown area. The pedestrians on the road have increased instead of decreasing, the cries of all kinds of night stalls are endless, and from time to time there are drunk drunkards swaying by, and occasionally there are flattering voices of girls in Qinglou soliciting customers.

In order not to be hit by the drunk, I had to dodge and move forward. Mighty walked on my outside, keeping me out as much as he could. Suddenly, a beggar ran up to him, holding a roast chicken in his greasy hands, and shouting "Get out of the way, get out of the way." Behind him was a drunken man stumbling after him. It was thought that the beggar stole the drunkard's roast chicken, but the drunkard found out and fled.

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