"Miss Ben doesn't take advantage of others' danger, don't think about self-harm, fight again in the future, remember!"

Shangguan Yan's ears still rang with Mu Xilan's last words to him, what did she mean, did she want to say that she couldn't die yet? Fight again in the future? Hehe, why did he suddenly feel that in fact, Mu Xilan was not as bad as others said...

Waste material against the sky**************

"Hey, Mu Xilan, what are you doing?"

Mu Xilan sat motionless in the courtyard, and Ren Xuesheng called him a few times, but he ignored it

"Hey!"

"What are you doing!" Finally, Mu Xilan turned his head and looked at Xue Sheng with an unhappy expression

"I thought you were stupid"

Mu Xilan gave her a blank look and didn't speak

Xue Sheng sat next to her, and was about to speak, only to see that Mu Xilan had already taken out the Xuanyin Xueqin in his hand

"What are you doing?" Xue Sheng looked around, there was no danger, what was this thing doing with weapons?

In the eyes of Xue Sheng, Xuanyin Xueqin is a weapon, and in Mu Xilan's eyes, she is a qin

Slender fingers swiped over it, creating a pleasant sound

"Do you want to play the piano?!" Xue Sheng glanced at her, I'll go for it, is it really good to play the piano with Xuanyin Xueqin?!

Mu Xilan answered her with action

The fingers slid quickly on the piano, turning into notes one by one, surrounding the sky above the Yuelan Palace, and there were bursts of singing among them

"The tide of the spring river is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together.

Thousands of miles with the waves, where there is no moon in the spring river!

The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlit flowers and forests are like hail;

The frost in the air does not fly, and the white sand on the Ting cannot be seen.

Jiangtian is colorless and dustless, and the lonely moon wheel in the bright sky.

Who first saw the moon on the riverside? When did the river moon shine at the beginning of the year?

Life has been infinite for generations, and Jiang Yue is only similar every year.

I don't know who Jiang Yue treats, but I see the Yangtze River sending water.

The white clouds are gone, and the green maple is not worried.

Who's going to be in the boat tonight? Where is the Acacia Mingyue Tower?

Poor upstairs wandering for the moon, should be taken away from the makeup mirror.

The jade curtain can't be rolled up, and the clothes are smashed and the anvil is returned.

At this time, we don't hear each other, and we are willing to shine on you month by month.

The wild goose flies for a long time, and the fish and dragon dive into the water.

Last night, the dream of the idle pool fell, and the poor spring did not return home.

The river flows to the end of spring, and the moon falls in the river and the lake slopes westward.

The oblique moon sinks into the sea fog, and the stone Xiaoxiang has an infinite road.

I don't know how many people will return to the moon, and the falling moon will shake the river trees. ”

If the last return of the goose was still a song without a full song, then Mu Xilan's current song really popped up his level

"What is this?" Xue Sheng couldn't help but be interested

"Spring River Flower Moonlit Night" Mu Xilan said, the first time I listened to this song, it was my mother who talked about it to me, it is hard to imagine that the eldest lady of a spy family would be so attentive to learning a craft, and it has nothing to do with her own tasks, she just likes it

Thinking of her gentle mother, she really hated herself, why, why did she choose to be willful at that time.... If it weren't for his momentary willfulness, his parents would not have died, and his brother would not have left with him and fallen into the deep valley....

It's a beautiful song, but for her, it's full of infinite sadness......

"It's so good..."Even Xue Sheng couldn't help but admire, "Why do you want to play the piano when you think of it?"

Mu Xilan put away the piano and said slowly

"Homesick, homesick"

Xue Sheng didn't understand, home, Mu family, impossible, how could such deep affection flow out of this Mu family... But what other home? Could it be her mother and real father?

"Let's go, go to the class" Mu Xilan turned and walked out

"Wait for me!"

Scrap material against the sky****************

"Xilan, I heard a singing voice from the Purple Bamboo Forest just now, are you singing?" When it came to the class, Tina was the first to come up

"Yes"

"It's so good~"