Vol 6 Chapter 790: Nostalgic

Succinctly led Lu Yang to a deeper and more remote place, but Lu Yang was not at all uneasy, he still admired Qiu Yuan intently.

He walked through the trail paved with pebbles, and couldn't help but wonder about Han Bing's identity.

Suddenly, a burst of ethereal dreams, clear and distant clank music came from the depths of the path.

Stopped briefly, lowered his voice and pointed to the depths of the bamboo forest, motioned for Lu Yang to pass, and then slipped away like a little mouse with oil on the soles of his feet.

It seems that this person of music makes her a little hesitant.

Lu Yang retracted his hand and shook his head helplessly. He brushed away the bamboo branches and walked through the bamboo forest following the music.

It turns out that there is no cave in this place.

The bright moon was in the sky, the autumn breeze was slightly cool, and under the bright moonlight, a girl in blue was sitting in the middle of the Liuli Pavilion.

The girl was completely immersed in her thoughts, and she confided her thoughts to Zheng.

There was an old lady with kind eyebrows standing next to her, her expression seemed very intoxicated, listening to the vast, pure, clear and clear sound of the zither from the girl's fingertips.

Lu Yang couldn't help holding his breath, letting go of his body and mind, using every inch of his skin and every pore to feel the profound artistic conception of "the wave of thousands of miles".

For a time, under the moonlit night, the ethereal and melancholy sound of Zheng lingered in the hearts of the three.

After playing a song, Han Bing took the shampoo passed by Rong Ma and wiped off the sweat from her hands. She inadvertently looked up, but saw Lu Yang standing with her hand behind the pavilion.

Lu Yang was dressed in blue and white, with fluttering robes, wide sleeves, and jade crown tied with hair. Under the moonlit night, there was a lingering and independent taste.

Han Bing took a breath. Lu Yang was wearing her father's clothes. At first glance, he thought it was her father who came out of the portrait.

Seeing Han Bing look straight out of the pavilion with a weird look, Ma Rong couldn't help but look out, but this look also gave a big breath.

Han Bing stared at Lu Yang in a daze, and the hand of Fu Zheng unconsciously grasped the string tightly, and a series of messy notes leaked out between his fingers.

She took a deep breath and suppressed her excitement, but her voice was still trembling. She looked at the old woman next to her and said, "...Mother Rong, was my father so handsome back then?"

Mother Rong was also dumbfounded. Blue clothes and white clothes, jade crown and green belt, sword eyebrows and star eyes, and abundance of good looks, the figure of this man gradually overlaps with the young man in fresh clothes and angry horse in his impression.

Ma Rong looked at Lu Yang idiotically, tears in her tears, she tremblingly replied: "It doesn't look like...your father is more handsome and his temperament is more public, and his temperament is more calm, restrained and more important. He is like a wise man..."

Ma Rong wiped her tears with her sleeves, choked and continued: "Wow, wise man, your father is too stupid, otherwise he wouldn't..."

auzw.com Han Bing clenched the strings of the Zheng, and broke the strings with a "bang".

Ma Rong was taken aback, realizing that she had said something that shouldn't have been said, and said in a panic: "Miss Han...Miss..."

Han Bing had no expression on her face, she said coldly: "Retreat."

Ma Rong gave Han Bing a worried look. Knowing her temperament, she didn't dare to say more, so she sighed and retired.

Lu Yang just heard the sound of the Guzheng stopped, and Lu Yang was about to look for Han Bing, but seeing Han Bing whispering something to the mother, it was inconvenient to interrupt.

Now that he saw Han Bing alone in the pavilion, Shi Shiran walked into the pavilion and said, "Miss Han, I know you don't want to see me, but I must come to see you."

"I have nothing to say with Lu Shaoxia." Han Bing said lightly.

She stroked the Baozheng again with her beautiful hands like white jade, and she flicked it lightly and there was a clear and pleasant sound of the Zheng. Although a few of the strings were broken, it still could not hide the fact that this was a Baozheng.

"It's really not polite for you to make a deportation order." Lu Yang smiled faintly, "It's so refreshing to make people want to cry."

Han Bing looked up at him, then bowed his head to fiddle with the guzheng, and chuckled: "Lu Shaoxia, I have told you briefly, I don’t want to see you, and now you come here uninvited, I will take care of you. It's really rare."

Han Bing's heart is a bit complicated. She hasn't recovered from the shock just now. Seeing Lu Yang dressed like this, she always tries her best to contain her irritable emotions, and can't bear to berate him too much.

"Even though I stabbed you by mistake yesterday, in the end I rescued you back. This is considered to be a report." Han Bing glared at Lu Yang displeasedly, and continued: "Succinctness is too ignorant. Now, blame me for indulging her again and again, I can't distinguish between my words and the words of strangers, and this month's money is unnecessary!"

Han Bing emphasized the three words stranger.

Lu Yang shook his head and smiled leisurely: "It's not to blame the simple girl. If such a good girl is burdened because of me, it will be my fault if I have to live hard in the future."

Han Bing let out a cold snort and lowered his head to try to start the broken string on Baozheng. She is not going to talk to Lu Yang.

She knew that Lu Yang had to help find out the truth about Zuo Mingzhu's resurrection and the cause of sister Shi Xiuyun's death. She must have no time to wait here long.

Lu Yang smiled faintly, and said in a deep voice: "Han Bing, Miss Han, don’t look like people in the rivers and lakes. Both parents have died. I think it should be a high-ranking official and a distinguished family... It’s just that I’m curious, why is Miss Han? Suddenly put yourself in the arena?"

Han Bing's hand fiddled with Guzheng paused, and the coldness in her eyes flashed, but her face was flat, and a sarcasm smile appeared at the corner of her mouth: "Lu Shaoxia, you entangled with me, do you hate me for hurting you? Seduce me with a shame?"

"Speaking of which, I am very interested in you and curious about your identity." Lu Yang smiled slightly, not commenting.

Then, Lu Yang stared at Han Bing with piercing eyes: "However, I'm even more curious about what you want to do with that emperor green pendant."

Han Bing stared at Lu Yang carefully, glanced at him, shook his head and said, "No comment. This is my own business. Is it that Lu Shaoxia has become nosy to the extent that he has to blend in with human relationships? Isn’t it weird to entrust my things to someone you trust? Such things often happen in the world."..

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