Nangong Yulu saw the injured person in Yazhi's arms, and immediately took him to find his father Nangong Yin, leaving Wu Xiao alone in the courtyard.

"You...... I want to see Wu Xiao's... Grave... Why did you bring me here......" Qian Qian whispered.

Yazhi placed her on the vacant recliner in the infirmary, checked her injuries, and couldn't care about the blood stains on her body.

"You'll see you in a minute. After Yazhi said this, Nangong Yin followed into the door.

Wu Xiao saw that something had happened to Qianqian, and slowly walked to the door with all his might. The last thing he wanted was to never want anyone to be implicated again. For Qian Qian, who doesn't know martial arts, she is just an ordinary geisha in Wen Shiyuan, as long as she doesn't make excessive moves, and Wen Shiyuan is more concerned about Leng Yu'er, she is relatively safe. Wu Xiao never expected that he would explain to Yazhi to protect Leng Yu'er and ignore her.

After Nangong Yin saw the injury, he glanced at Yazhi, and asked Nangong Yulu to come up to deal with the wound. Yazhi saw that Nangong Yin had something to say, and then immediately went out, and Nangong Yin also followed, and they didn't care about Wu Xiao who passed by.

"Uncle, this girl ...... her"

"She's lost so much blood that I'm afraid she'll never be able to come back. ”

"But as soon as I found out about her, I dealt with it and rushed over immediately, how could it be ......?"

"Her wound was a fatal wound, and she would normally die instantly, and she could have lasted so long. If it was attacked, then the person who shot it did not use all his strength. Nangong Yin paused, and then sighed: "Where did you meet this girl?"

"It's a long story. Is there really no way around it?" said Yazhi anxiously.

"Yes. ”

Yazhi frowned when she heard Nangong Yin's affirmative answer again. On the way here, he felt that someone was following, could it be that Wen Shiyuan, who was pretending to be Wen Shiyuan, found out that he was not in the Zhongwang Mansion all night?

Yazhi shook her head at Nangong Yulu, but Nangong Yulu didn't give up, and still helped Qianqian bandage it.

"Ah...... What's wrong with you?" Wu Xiao looked at her seriously injured appearance, and his voice trembled involuntarily.

When Qian Qian saw Wu Xiao appear beside her, she suddenly said happily: "I died so soon...... Can I see you......"

Wu Xiao felt that she was talking nonsense, and he immediately grabbed Qian Qian's hand: "I'm still alive, Yazhi didn't kill me, he saved me." Don't say unlucky things that don't die, okay?"

"You're still alive...... I... Wrong...... Ya Zhi Gongzi...... I want to assassinate him......"

"What's wrong with you, why did you become like this?" Wu Xiao's emotions became excited, and the guilt in his heart became more and more serious, and he grabbed Qian Qian's hand hard.

"I... Fall and injure yourself...... You're scratching me...... It hurts..."

Wu Xiao immediately let go when he heard her words: "Don't lie to me, it was Wen Shiyuan who injured you, right?"

"I ...... I'm feeling a little tired...... Can I listen to you again...... Play... I miss playing the piano when I was a child...... I'm dancing for it......" Qian Qian's voice became smaller and smaller.

"Ah...... Don't ......," Wu Xiaozheng said, interrupting him by putting his hand on his shoulder. He looked back and saw that it was Yazhi, he didn't speak, just pointed to the Heart Healing Pavilion in the courtyard.

Wu Xiao lowered his head and said softly to Qianqian: "Okay, you wait for me." ”

Nangong Yulu helped Qian Qian up, she already knew in her heart that Qian Qian had no way to save her, but she looked at Wu Xiao at a loss, and there was a stubborn emotion in her heart that wanted to save her.

Yazhi saw that she was a little struggling, and said to Nangong Yulu, "It's better for me to come." After that, he picked up Qian Qian and came to the courtyard.

Wu Xiao stroked the qin, he took a look, this qin is made of paulownia wood, is a Fuxi-style guqin style, with seven strings drawn on it, each string is pulled to the back of the piano, and hung on the tassel vertically down. Wu Xiao looked a little familiar, because the style and workmanship of this piano were almost the same as Wu Yue's ancient pear qin. Wu Xiao cleaned up the thoughts in his heart a little and played slowly. The sound of the piano fluttered in the medical hall, and the people stopped to look at each other.

Nangong Yulu walked out of the door, leaned on the pillars of the porch, and listened intently. She didn't expect Wu Xiao to be able to play the guqin, and after a while, the surprise in her heart dissipated, because his mother could play the piano, so he should also know some. But when she heard the sound closely, her shock ensued.

Wu Xiao focused on the guqin in his hand, and the music at the beginning was no different. Suddenly, Wu Xiao looked up and saw Qian Qian in Yazhi's arms, the music turned sharply, and the listener felt thrilling in his heart, and then changed a warm feeling. Qian Qian saw Wu Xiao playing the piano, she was already satisfied, she had accepted the fact that the innocent and beautiful days when she was a child would never come back, and she had no worries in her heart, she quietly leaned on Yazhi's arms, muttered a sentence in a voice that she could hear, and then she glanced at Wu Xiao and gently closed her eyes.

Yazhi didn't pay attention to the sound of the piano, and he gradually felt how touching the loss of this life in his arms was for him. All the plans are properly arranged, people and things are going on step by step, except for the fact that there is no plan for the existence of these things. Last night's rush made Yazhi feel haggard, he originally thought that he would be able to end this case immediately, but this incident appeared for no reason, his heart told himself that he wanted to end this matter immediately, and he couldn't delay it any longer, Leng Yu'er was imprisoned by this impostor, and if it dragged on, I was afraid that there would be one more corpse. Wu Xiao's piano sound did not stop because of Qian Qian's death, and he listened to a trace of sadness in his heart.

The corners of Wu Xiao's mouth rose slightly, but his tears had already flowed. No one knew that in his eyes, Qian Qian stood up casually, turned around and put on a light blue feather coat on her body, dancing in the courtyard. There was no blood, no scars, just laughter. The more this infinite beauty, Wu Xiao wants to grasp it, but this is a dream after all. Wu Xiao still remembers them when they were children. Every time Qiongyu Pavilion closes when there is no one, Qian Qian will practice dancing on the stage, at this time Leng Yuer will play for Qian Qian, and Wu Xiao will join in when he sees it, and over time they will play together, Leng Yuer also taught Qian Qian Guqin, and Qian Qian taught her to dance. This beautiful memory of childhood also dissipated. And this made Wu Xiao's heart infinitely sad, the death of his mother, the person he liked broke up, and now the remaining playmates are also separated by yin and yang. He poured all his emotions into the sound of the piano, perhaps because the piano couldn't bear his emotions, and suddenly a string broke and hit Wu Xiao's fingers, and the piano stopped.

Wu Xiao touched his hand painfully, and this string knocked him back to reality, he saw Qian Qian, who had already left, and just asked softly: "She...... Did you say anything before you left?"

Yazhi felt uncomfortable because of the sound of his piano, he hesitated for a moment before saying, "Nuo Wuyu'er, will you consider me?" I'm sleepy, I'll tell me next time." ”

When Wu Xiao heard this, he seemed to be a little stunned and didn't say a word again.

Nangong Xiao stood in the corridor on the second floor, he saw everything in his eyes, for this golden-eyed young man, he seemed to remember something, sniffed and muttered: "It's been a long time since I've heard such a sad tune." ”