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Although the music he played was not as ethereal and quiet as the night owl minister, it also showed the purity of the moon.

The owl minister glanced at a surprise between his eyebrows and turned his head.

Unexpectedly, he Lanxi could also use bamboo leaves to play music.

It's just the music. How can you be so familiar?

He Lanxi seems to be not very familiar with this piece of music. He has a little stuck in the middle, which is not as fluent as before.

It sounds very nice.

The owl minister listened carefully, and his brain kept thinking, what is the name of this song.

All of a sudden, there was a lot of light in my head.

Go home.

One of the tunes played by the "Tianhu" people at the time of the great sacrifice.

This song is strange to all the night owls. Since he was born, there were only two ceremonies.

I didn't expect that he Lanxi knew this song. Although he was not proficient in playing it, it was still quite complete.

The night owl minister squinted, the corner of his mouth rose, and his smile was shallow.

A moment later.

He Lanxi loosened his mouth, put the bamboo leaves in his palm and twisted them gently.

"Ah Xi, it's amazing. Who did you learn this song from?"

The night owl minister looked at him and exclaimed in surprise.

"My father..."

He Lanxi lifted his thin lips and said coldly.

"Mr. Helan?"

The night owl minister was stunned, and his eyes slipped by.

"Well, I should go back."

He Lanxi got up and stood up.

The moonlight of Minghua sprinkles on his graceful posture, and his whole body is like a layer of misty mists.

Time goes by.

His innate, aloof temperament became more and more obvious.

"Ah Xi, otherwise, don't go back tonight..."

The owl minister hooked his lips, and his lips were bright.

"You have a good rest."

He Lanxi's warm and moist eyes stopped on him for two seconds and said a word gently. Turn around, with one hand behind him and walk towards the gate of the other courtyard in Yunxi.

The night owl minister did not go to see him off, just stood in place, looking at his gradually distant figure.

The heart is full of melancholy.

"Ah Xi, tomorrow, you will carry it."

"Little Lord, Mr. Helan has left."

After a while, a man in black came and whispered.

"Well..."

The night owl minister responded coldly and went on. After a full circle around the underworld, he returned to his resting room.

……

Xiao Qi has been waiting outside the gate of the other courtyard in Yunxi. Seeing he Lanxi coming out slowly from the inside, Xiao Qi jumps down from the tree and "flies" to him.

"Young master..."

"Go back."

He Lanxi's face turned white and his lips turned purple. He responded to Xiao Qi's voice in a low voice.

"Young master, are you all right?"

Xiao Qi quickly helped him, uneasy way.

"No harm."

He Lanxi got into the car.

Xiao Qi closes the door and then sits in the driver's seat around the front of the car.

Boom.

The black Rolls Royce, like an arrow from the bow, quickly drove away from the other courtyard in Yunxi.

……

Yunshan.

Fengquan mountain.

Fang Qingchuan came out of the house in he Lanxi's coat and sat down under a big camphor tree.

Camphor tree, hung with red blessing cloth.

The blessing and the blessing are hanging on it.

She looked up at the sky. There was a beautiful moon in the sky. Vaguely, she seemed to see the Guanghan palace where Chang'e lived.

In my heart, I miss he Lanxi more and more.

She has been here for two whole days, doing nothing but meditation and meditation every day.

They eat very little.

Even so, miss in the bottom of my heart is more and more pile up, like heavy stones, let her almost breathless.

"Young master..."

She looked at the bright moon and gave a low cry.

Corner of the eye, involuntarily rolled down two lines of crystal clear tears. Flowing through the corners of my mouth, it's cold.

"Young master, why do you push me away? I will do anything for you... "

She slowly lowered her head, tears one by one, dripping down.

The night wind on the mountain was very cold. She was so tight that she hugged her suit.

"Qingchuan..."

The voice of love came from behind.

Fang Qingchuan quickly wiped the corner of his eyes and sucked his nose. Then he slowly turned around and stood up.

"Grandma..."

"Qingchuan, it's windy at night. Come in quickly."Feng Yue walked to her in front of the moonlight, caring way.

"Grandma, I can't sleep..."

Fang Qingchuan lowered his head and twisted his hands together, feeling very depressed.

Perhaps, only in front of Feng Yue, she will put away all her arrogance and strength, and show her most "weak" side.

"Grandma knows..."

Feng Yue patted the back of her hand and continued to advise.

"Grandma is also a visitor..."

“……”

I do not know why, Fang Qingchuan just dry the corner of the eye is a cool, crystal clear tears hanging on the long eyelashes.

"Granny knows the depression in your heart, but there are some things you can't force..."

Feng Yue saw the tears in her eyes, heartache to hold her hand.

"Grandma, I know I don't deserve him. I just want to save him."

The tears hanging on Fang Qingchuan's eyelashes grew heavier and heavier, and finally rolled down and wet the collar of helanxi suit.

"Qingchuan, do you want to" save "him

Feng Yue's voice trembled slightly.

"Yes, grandma."

"He sent you back, but he didn't want to risk you. You two Alas... "

Feng Yue sighed heavily.

This sigh is especially clear and heavy in the quiet night.

"Grandma, do you have any way to save him?"

Fang Qingchuan had some diseases and went to the doctor in a hurry. Although Feng Yue was a self-cultivation man, he could not rewrite the life and death of others.

"You can't change it because you have such a fate."

Wind Yue helpless way.

"No, Dr. Gu said," I can... "

"Qingchuan, don't worry about it. If he Lanxi really wants you to "save" him, then I really misread him. "

"Grandma, do you mean, young master, he really Really Is there no way to save it? "

Fang Qingchuan's hand in turn grasps the wind Yue's arm, opens the double eyes, anxious way.

"Qingchuan, go in, the night dew is deep, be careful not to catch a cold."

Feng Yue avoided her topic and took her to the house.

"Grandma, I want to go back to Yunjing."

Fang Qingchuan took two steps and suddenly said to Feng Yue.

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