Lord Shura's only favorite concubine

Chapter 4 The Sound of the Jade Flute under Xiling Peak

Chapter 4 The Sound of the Jade Flute under Xiling Peak

There is an open space not far from the Temple of Earth. In the past, when the Temple of Earth was well lit, villagers in the town would dance dragons to celebrate here on the first and fifteenth day of the Lunar New Year. It was very lively.

Later, the incense of the Earth Temple faded, and the open space became barren.Later, the old people in the village saw it as a pity, so they planted peach blossoms on it.As time goes by, although this earth temple is getting more and more dilapidated, the peach blossom forest is getting better and better.

"Look, don't the peach blossoms around here bloom beautifully?" Pulling Feng Qinghan to sit under a very brilliant peach blossom tree, Xuanyuan Yuewu casually plucked a peach blossom from the peach branch hanging from the top of her head , pinned in a bun, a pretty face full of smiles.

Feng Qinghan looked around and saw that although this peach forest was not big, every peach blossom was blooming very luxuriantly.Turning his gaze, he landed on Xuanyuan Yuewu who was at the side.Today Xuanyuan Yuewu was still wearing a white gauze dress, her black hair was only tied in a simple bun, and was tied behind her head with a white ribbon.Apart from the peach blossom that was just inserted on the head, there is no other jewelry.Under the curved willow-leaf eyebrows, a pair of phoenix eyes are clear, and under the small nose, a pair of red lips are not tinged with red. Compared with her, the peach blossoms in this garden seem to pale in color even those scorching peach blossoms.

"Hey, do I look good?" Xuanyuan Yuewu got up and broke off a branch of peach blossoms, turned around just to meet Feng Qinghan's gaze on her, her pretty face blushed involuntarily, she squatted halfway in front of Feng Qinghan, and raised her head With the peach blossom branch in Yang's hand, he asked with a smile.

"Boring." Realizing her lack of focus, Feng Qinghan coughed dryly in embarrassment, cast a disdainful glance at Xuanyuan Yuewu, and said coldly.

A look of disappointment quickly flashed across Xuanyuan Yuewu's face, but a smile soon filled his face again.

"How about I play the flute for you? When I was unhappy before, my brother would play the flute for me, and then I would feel better." Sitting down next to Feng Qinghan, Xuanyuan Yuewu moved toward Yang Lifting the jade flute in Yang's hand, she spoke softly to him.

Lightly moving her white fingers, she put the jade flute between her lips, and the melodious and melodious sound of the flute slowly resounded in the peach blossom forest.The spring breeze picked up, and the peach blossoms in the garden were falling. After a while, Xuanyuan Yuewu and Feng Qinghan's hair and skirts were stained with pink petals.

Looking at the serious expression on the face of the incredibly beautiful girl beside her, Feng Qinghan's heart warmed up slightly, and a gleam of light seemed to rekindle in those eyes that had long lost their brilliance.The fluttering sound of the flute, accompanied by the fluttering petals in the garden, took the two of them far, far away.

"Yunxia..." Xuanyuan Yuewu, who was playing the flute seriously, suddenly heard two words from Feng Qinghan's mouth, stopped the movement of her hands, followed his gaze, and her pair of phoenix eyes couldn't help but overflowed with excitement .

"Colorful clouds, really colorful clouds..." Standing up quickly from the ground, Xuanyuan Yuewu looked at the lingering mist around Xiling Peak in the distance, and at some point, it was slowly covered with a layer of mist. Colorful colors, large clouds began to slowly gather on the top of the peak, and the orange-red sunset light shone through the clouds. From a distance, it looked like colorful lotuses in full bloom on Xiling Peak Four weeks in general.

The peach blossoms are flying, and the colorful clouds are gathering more and more. The rays of the sun shine in the peach forest, reflecting Xuanyuan Yuewu's face like a flower. Feng Qinghan, who is on the side, looks at this scene, and can't help but reach out to pick a peach blossom from the flower branch on the side. , and gently pinned it between Xuanyuan Yuewu's hair.

"My mother said that when I saw the colorful clouds, the first man I met was my future husband. When I grow up, I will marry you. You have to remember that your wife is a girl named Xuanyuanyue. The dancing girl. Hehe..." Turning her head to look at Feng Qinghan at the side, the smile on Xuanyuan Yuewu's pretty face deepened.Standing on tiptoe, she placed a light kiss on Feng Qinghan's dark cheek.Peach blossoms were flying all over the sky, at that moment, Feng Qinghan's already cold heart suddenly softened as if he had encountered something.

"What's your name?" Xuanyuan Yuewu asked with a smile, holding the jade flute behind her back with both hands.

"I... My name is..." Staring blankly at the woman in front of her, Feng Qinghan suddenly didn't know whether she should tell her her own name.Such a kind woman, he couldn't harm her.

"It's fine if you don't want to say it. Since you like that blue and white jade pendant so much, I'll call you Aqing from now on, okay?" Seeing Feng Qinghan's struggling face, Xuanyuan Yuewu smiled, and pointed at him. The piece of blue and white jade pendant said to him.

"Aqing...Aqing" Feng Qinghan read these two words softly, and a wry smile could not help but rise from the corner of her mouth.In the past, someone called him that, but that person made his heart die.Today, yet another person called him like that, which rekindled a spark in his dead heart.Is this the fate in the legend?

"What's the matter with you? Don't you like this name?" Seeing Feng Qinghan standing there, eyes lowered, no expression could be seen on his dark face.Xuanyuan Yuewu gently tugged at the corner of his clothes and asked softly.

"No, I like it very much. From now on, you...just call me Ah Qing." Looking up at Xuanyuan Yuewu's nervous gaze, Feng Qinghan shook her head, with a slight smile on her face .However, he knew that the "A Qing" that Xuanyuan Yuewu said was not the "A Qing" in his name.

Perhaps, the former Feng Qinghan was really dead.From now on, only this person named Ah Qing will live in this world.

(End of this chapter)

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