Chapter 10: The Thousand Years of the Sound of the Flute
Walnut instructed a group of people under his hand to carry the gift burden into the fox lord's mansion, one load at a time neatly stacked in the courtyard, Walnut instructed the people below to tap their hands and feet and shouted loudly: "The three highnesses give - a box of night pearls, ten silk and satin, and one hundred gold beads......"
There were many people gathered at the door of the fox lord's mansion, which had always been deserted, and the foxes with sharp noses smelled a breath of gossip, and they all probed their heads to squeeze into the fox lord's mansion, only to hear the lean man in a green shirt smile ambiguously and said to the short and fat man in gray next to him: "Hey, have you heard, the third highness of the heavenly court has sent a lot of gifts to our lord, could it be that he wants to come and ask for a kiss?"
The next day, the short and fat man in gray said mysteriously to a woman in a red shirt: "Hey, have you heard that the three highnesses of the heavenly court have come down to ask our lord for marriage?"
Another day passed, and the woman in the red shirt said to her companions at a table with a pair of fox eyes shining with melon seeds: "Hey, have you heard, our lord seems to be pregnant with the doll of the Third Highness of the Heavenly Court." ”
After that, the whole fox clan was rumored that their lord was about to give birth, and for a while the streets and alleys were discussing whether their lord would give birth to boys and girls, and there were shrewd foxes who opened a gambling game for people to bet on the birth of men and women, and the business was very good.
That's how the rumors came out.
Later, Qingli heard about this from the people in the house, and he was so angry that he almost stabbed the three highnesses with a condensing long sword.
Let's say that on this day, after the Third Highness ordered Walnut to give a gift, the talent suddenly appeared. Seeing Qingli standing in the hall with a cold face, he quickly pressed the corners of his mouth, took a sincere and gentle appearance, and said: "A few days ago, I had no eyes under it, but I didn't know that the girl was the master of the fox clan, and I was offended. ”
His Royal Highness of the Heavenly Court, he put his posture so low, as the old saying goes, if you don't stretch out your hand and don't hit a smiling person, even if Qingli still has unhappiness in his heart, it is not easy to attack. He glanced at him faintly, turned and walked away.
Yun Chen was not annoyed, but sat leisurely on the stone bench in the courtyard, enjoying the scenery of the fox lord's mansion. The courtyard is cold, but there is a row of peach trees planted in the corner, and the peach blossoms are flying, and some petals are falling on the stone table.
He half-squinted, as if remembering something, and took a fallen flower from his fingertips, put it in his mouth and chewed it, his lips and teeth filled with the fragrance of peach blossoms.
I took out a tube of white jade flute around my waist, put it to my lips idly, and blew it leisurely with the falling Ying in the sky. The sound of the flute is like a gurgling cold spring, like a snowflake flying, and the ice spring is full of endless alienation and depression, as if it has been lonely for a thousand years.
Qingli was originally in the study to deal with the affairs of the clan, and when he heard the sound of the flute, he had a familiar sense of sadness for no reason. She listened to it in a daze for a long time, and a sour feeling surged in her heart inexplicably. That sourness is not sadness or pain, but extreme sadness has been precipitated for thousands of years in the bottom of my heart, if it is not touched, it is not painful or itchy, once it is touched, it is so sour that it is unbearable, and I have to work hard to control it.
She involuntarily walked out of the study, followed the sound of the flute, and saw an indigo back under the peach blossom tree in the courtyard, with a long body and a graceful demeanor, and a figure flashed from her mind in a trance, but she couldn't remember who it was.
Yun Chen seemed to feel something, and when he turned around, he saw the plain face, but his blue eyes were a little confused, like the moon in the clouds, flowers in the fog, blurry and sad. He suddenly felt a shock in his heart, and a dull pain hit from the bottom of his heart, soaking his heart.