The king's fierce concubine: women don't be arrogant

Chapter 470 Farewell

"Why is it nine strings?" A soft and pleasant voice sounded, and there was another girl in red in the picture, and he recognized that figure at a glance, it was Xi Yan.

"Don't you really want a guqin? According to the legend of our Youzhu country, there is a famous ancient qin with nine strings, which can play the sound of heaven and earth and penetrate Yin and Yang. I looked through some ancient books and dictionaries, and finally I found the way to make this violin. The left and right are free, so I made it for you to play with." While busy with his hands, he explained.

"The qin that His Royal Highness personally made for me?" Xi Yan came over playfully and looked at it again and again, "Then you have to give it a good name. Since it has nine strings, it should be called the Nine-stringed Qin."

"Should I choose something with more connotation?" He laughed a little dumbfounded, and said, "You can name it after you have learned your homework."

The screen changes, the past that he has experienced, and the world that he has never seen before are presented before him one by one like a flying horse.At the moment when Xi Yan was buried in the sea of ​​fire, blood dripped on the surface of the qin, and the nine-stringed qin suddenly shot out a halo to protect her, but she still fell into the ruins holding the qin.

Those memories, at this moment, flowed into his mind like a flood across the millennium.The flowing cold air in his body gathered in his heart, and a powerful force seemed to burst out from his chest. He wanted to suppress it with all his strength, but the memories that came in his mind gradually occupied all his thoughts.Finally, the blood flowed upstream and went straight to my mind.

Dong Ling Wujue only felt dizzy and tinnitus, and passed out in an instant.

"Goodbye, Demon Origin Secret Art." The moment his consciousness was withdrawn, he vaguely heard the familiar voice disappearing in the depths of his mind.

"Your Majesty, it's the fifth watch, it's time to call." Wu Yong's voice seemed to come from far away, "Your Majesty?"

In a daze, some images emerged in his mind. When a familiar figure flashed by, Dong Ling Wujue suddenly felt his heart tighten, and he woke up suddenly, and blurted out: "Nine strings?"

Wu Yong, who was about to approach cautiously, was taken aback, his body froze, and he faltered: "Your Majesty, what... what did you say?"

"Where is Jiu Xian?" Dong Ling Wujue asked anxiously, looking around, where is the shadow of Jiu Xian?On the table, at some point, there was a set of strings, it was the nine-stringed qin.

Following his gaze, Wu Yong also noticed the guqin on the table, and said in surprise: "Hey, isn't this the master's piano? Why is it left here?"

Dong Ling Wujue could only feel a warm current flowing slowly in his chest, however, his eyes were slightly sore.He stretched out his hand to touch the guqin, caressing the floating strings, the cool and silky touch was just like that person's fingertips.

Dongling Wujue said in an extremely difficult voice: "The national teacher entered the palace last night to bid farewell to me, he... has already left."

That person actually poured his thousands of years of practice into his heart, and brought him along with all his memories.Since then, there is no such person as Mo Yan in this world, only this nine-string guqin remains, which proves that he once existed.

Wu Yong was so surprised that he couldn't speak for a long time. Seeing that Dongling Wujue's eyes were red, he was even more shocked for a moment, and said: "The national teacher is a good talent of the country. Since the king is unwilling to let him go, this servant will order him to be arrested." Just chase it back."

Dong Ling Wujue stared at the guqin on the table for a long time, before saying, "No need." He didn't really leave, he believed that one day, he would come back again.Because, he heard, the last goodbye.

"This piano will be placed here from now on, don't let anyone touch it." He loosened the strings with some reluctance, and when he stood up, Dongling Wujue seemed to have regained his previous calmness and ruthlessness. The voice said: "Change clothes for me, don't miss the time for the Empress Dowager's funeral."

The queen mother went to the funeral, and the whole country mourned.Before dawn, the streets of the entire capital city were covered with white flags, and the Imperial Forest Army also put on blue cloaks and cleared the road along the way.Civil and military officials all bowed their heads in filial piety and waited outside the Xuande Gate, waiting for the funeral procession to arrive.

At three o'clock in the morning, Mu Lan was also taken out of the prison of the House of Internal Affairs by the guards, squeezed into the funeral procession, and went to the imperial mausoleum together.

From a distance, Mu Lan saw Dongling Wujue put on a blue-black dragon robe with dark patterns, leading all the royal family and nobles, riding at the front of the procession, with the coffin-carrying convoy in the middle. It is the concubines and the wives of the clans, and she is mixed in the last group of people.

The imperial mausoleum is about a hundred miles away from the capital, and there are mourning and music singing along the way, and weeping constantly.After the team circled the city for a week, they slowly left the city.When they arrived at the imperial mausoleum, it was already midnight, and the grand funeral ceremony officially kicked off.

Although being distracted on such an occasion is definitely a death penalty, Mu Lan's existence still attracted the attention of many people.Especially these days, rumors about her have already spread to the ears of concubines and wives.Even if there is no pointing or talking, just those glances from time to time are enough to spark a fire.

Mu Lan didn't care about her surroundings, but when she saw Jin Ning, she paused for a moment.

Jin Ning was also dressed in plain white, and the piece of ancient jade around his neck was quite conspicuous.Seeing this, Mu Lan stretched out her hand to place on her chest.Touching a hard object with his fingers, he couldn't help smiling, and couldn't help but recall what Dong Ling Ying Xian said when he came to the prison last night.

"Because it took a while to imitate the same jade pendant. You know, if she doesn't do this, she will soon find out that the jade pendant has been stolen, and it will be troublesome."

That piece of jade had been with her for many years, and Mu Lan could tell it was true or not just by looking at it.I also have to admire Dong Ling Ying Xian's thoughtful thoughtfulness, it seems that Jin Ning probably won't be aware of it in a short time.Thinking of this, she looked away and returned to Dong Ling Wujue again.

She wanted to take a good look at this man and remember him more, because she didn't know if she could meet again in the next life.

To her relief, he looked much better, and there was some light in his eyes, not as gloomy as before.It can be seen that no amount of grief will pass, and she is relieved to see him cheer up.

After all the prayers and sacrifices were over, it was already evening, and the next step was the part Mu Lan would participate in—the sacrifice. After the sacrifice, the coffin could be put into the coffin and sent to the mausoleum.

Perhaps because she had experienced several deaths, Mu Lan herself was also shocked by her calmness and calmness, and the guards escorted her to the empress dowager's coffin.Tang Ling Wujue promised to let her die with dignity, so the process shouldn't be too painful.

At this moment, he was only a few steps away from her, and at such a close distance, his eyebrows and eyes were clearly distinguishable.Those phoenix eyes were as charming as black stones, and her figure was firmly locked in them.Under her deep gaze, like two pools of spring wells, it seems more and more unfathomable.

"Can I have one last request?" Mu Lan asked.

There was no expression on Dong Ling Wujue's face, and he said, "Let's talk."

Mu Lan looked at the coffin next to her and said, "I think, please allow me to burn a stick of incense for the Queen Mother."