Chapter Eleven Hearing the Sound of the Flute at Night
You have no joke.
So the number one scholar acted as a matchmaker, and the emperor granted him a marriage.
The majestic man in the high position of the dragon, with one word, "accurate!", it was destined that Bai Yudie would become the concubine of Prince Rui, Wu Fengying.
When Yi Fangfei heard the loud voice shouting "Long Live Long Live" in front of the flower arrangement stage, she couldn't help but frown, and her eyes inadvertently drifted towards Wu Fengying who was kneeling there to receive the order.
That back view is very sad, very sad.
My heart was inexplicably touched and sentimental. I didn't want to read any more, "Xiaolan, I'm back." Yi Fangfei called out in a low voice, turned around and waved her sleeves to leave.
"Princess, Princess, wait for Xiaolan -" Xiaolan hurriedly caught up.
Xiaolan's call attracted everyone's attention, and Na Yifangfei cursed secretly. This idiot really didn't mention anything. She was afraid that the attention and gifts from others were not enough, wasn't she?
Angrily, she walked faster and faster, and finally she started running.
In front of the flower tasting table, the three sages Wang Wu Fengxuan's surprised eyes drifted towards Yi Fangfei's graceful figure as she walked away quickly. A stream of light flashed through her clear eyes like midnight, and the water ripples swayed.
Wu Fengying, who had stood up to receive the holy message, suddenly turned around when he heard the urgent tone, his eyes sweeping towards the figure running away like lightning.
A coldness flashed across his ice-purple eyes.
Yi Fangfei, who was running in the distance, seemed to feel the cold sword light on her back, and shouted——
It was as if something had passed through her heart, causing her to stop in her tracks, and her skin suddenly became tense. She couldn't help but look back, only to meet Wu Fengying's sharp and dark eyes.
Well--
She pursed her lips softly and made an elegant sound. Why did he look at her like this? Could it be that—did he know that the person playing the music was her?!
My heart was shocked in vain, and my eyes were shocked.
Yi Fangfei suddenly shook her head wildly as if on conditioned reflex, no, no, he shouldn't know from such a long distance. She comforted herself desperately, but her eyes couldn't help but avoid Wu Fengying and look directly at her.
of purple pupils.
"Princess, what's wrong with you? Your hands are so cold. Are you sick?" Xiaolan, who was chasing after her, screamed when she touched Yi Fangfei's hand.
"I'm fine, I'm fine. Xiaolan, go back quickly, go back -" Yi Fangfei suppressed the panic in her heart and pretended to be calm.
In this way, Yi Fangfei almost ran away from Pinhua Party.
Even when she ran back to Prince Rui's Mansion, she was still a little uneasy.
When the palace steward came in to inform Yifangfei that dinner was ready, Yifangfei shook her head.
"Xiaolan, go tell the butler that I don't want to eat now. Ask him to leave."
She jumped onto the cloud couch, grabbed a quilt randomly, covered herself with it, turned around and lay down on her side, no longer paying attention to anyone.
Xiaolan wanted to speak to comfort Yifangfei, but she didn't know how to speak, so she had no choice but to close her lips tightly, straighten the quilt for Yifangfei, and then quietly closed the door and exited Yuhexuan.
The room was quiet for a moment.
Yifangfei, whose thoughts were a little irritable, suddenly sat up and scratched the hair in front of her forehead in depression.
Damn, I'm so depressed. What qualifications does that guy have to show off to her? It feels like - as if she owes him something -
When she thought of the cold and frozen look when she left, she felt inexplicably irritable.
Annoyed, annoyed, Yi Fangfei kicked the quilt off hard. Then she pulled the quilt back and buried her whole head under the quilt, covering her head tightly.
Outside the screen window, the warm breeze blew slightly, blowing the curtain of water droplets.
Wow - Wow - Wow -
I don't know when, Yi Fangfei's eyelids started to tremble, and she gradually fell into sleep. In her daze, she seemed to hear the beautiful sound of the flute.
The hero abandons his sword, the beauty pours wine, looks at each other and smiles, that is a lifetime.
Suddenly, the scene changed, waves rolled up in thousands of layers, and strong winds roared, attacking a small boat on the sea. The beauty on the boat was about to be swept off the boat by the wind and waves. The hero held the beauty's hand tightly, but the beauty's hand gradually
The ground slipped from the hero's hand——
"Hold on, don't let go!" Yi Fangfei shouted and woke up from her dream, only to find that she was still lying on the bed.
It turned out to be a nightmare.
Yi Fangfei wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, but the faint sound of the flute still echoed in her ears.
It was the sound of the flute, yes, it was a melody she was familiar with.
It’s the melody of a sea of laughter!
Who is playing the flute? Could it be the Three Wise Kings? After all, he is the one who can match this tune at today's flower tasting party. Thinking about this, she hurriedly got off the bed and put on her white leather boots, heading towards the direction where the flute sound was coming from.
Run away.
The bamboo forest was quiet, and the night wind blew, a bit of coolness floating on her neck. Yi Fangfei couldn't help but pull up the collar of her clothes, looking for familiar figures in the forest.
Finally, she saw a pale white robe standing under a Xiang Fei bamboo tree under the moonlight. He had his back turned to her sight, so she couldn't see his face clearly, but the corner of the jade flute that swayed slightly came into her sight.
The faint sound of the flute was still floating in the air. It seemed that he was the flute player. Yi Fangfei leaned over curiously.
Rustling——
The sound of clothes touching disturbed the boy playing the flute.
The melody suddenly stopped and the timbre disappeared.
"Who is there?" The young man put down the jade flute in his hand and turned around at a very fast speed to meet Yi Fangfei.
Well--
Yi Fangfei stared at the young man in front of her in stunned silence. How could it be Wu Fengying? How is it possible that she had only played once and he could actually play a more beautiful and perfect tone than her?
How could she not be surprised by this?
At this moment, he was bathed in the moonlight, and he looked like a fairy prince who had fallen in the clear moon. His clothes were flowing in the wind, and he was handsome.
If it weren't for the soft and compassionate light of a deity in her icy purple eyes, she would have mistakenly thought that the beautiful young man in front of her was a fairy in the moon, descending to the earth with the sound of Sanskrit from the sky.
It's a pity that his purple eyes are cold and the light is as bright as a sword.
Her hopes were dashed in an instant.
So she coughed dryly and forced out an unnatural smile. "Well, it looks like you are very busy. Just go on and pretend I haven't been here."
She turned around and left.
However, Wu Fengying's figure flashed and fell silently in front of her, blocking her way.
It seemed like some big bird was flying by. Yi Fangfei looked up at the sky, but there were only twinkling stars and a bright moon. It seemed like she was dazzled and couldn't see anything?
She lowered her head and continued walking. Before she took three steps, she hit a wall.
"When did there become an extra wall? It was clearly not there when I came here." Yi Fangfei complained in a low voice and raised her head, her eyes falling straight into the faint cold light where Wu Fengying looked down.
Those ice-purple eyes were condensed with light, staring into her eyes motionlessly.
Yi Fangfei was startled, and suddenly her eyes lit up as if she remembered something.
"Ah, so you can also do Qing Kung Fu?!" Yi Fangfei stared at Wu Fengying with her shining eyes, completely forgetting about other things.
Is it weird to have Qing Gong? Look at her -
Wu Fengying looked at Yi Fangfei's shining bright eyes, and he was confused for a moment.
However, Yi Fangfei took a step closer and grabbed his sleeve and said, "By the way, can you teach me this? I really like the feeling of being able to fly." Although Long Si can also do Qinggong, he is so cold and cold that he should not approach strangers.
It felt like she didn't dare ask him to teach her.
But Wu Fengying was different. After all, he was her husband in name only. He was very interesting and would not reject her even though he was thousands of miles away.
Yi Fangfei thought happily.
Wu Fengying just looked at her coldly.
Does she think she hasn't caused him enough trouble?
Wu Fengying immediately shook off her hand, turned around and walked towards another trail.
"Hey, Wu, you can't be so stingy anymore. I helped you get a beautiful bride today. You have to thank me and give me a thank you gift." Yi Fangfei said towards Wu Feng.
Ying's back shouted, she had no idea what she was talking about, and when she spoke, she covered her lips in frustration.
She clearly told him that she played the music.
It’s over, it’s really over this time!
Why is she so nervous?
Yi Fangfei bit her lip lightly, regretting it endlessly.
The figure in the distance froze in vain under Yifangfei's shout. Wu Fengying suddenly turned around and stared at Yifangfei fiercely for several seconds. His eyes were so gloomy and deep that Yifangfei couldn't help but take a few steps back.
He looks so terrifying——
Don't you want to kill her?
Yi Fangfei couldn't help but touch her neck.
Wu Fengying withdrew his cold eyes at the moment of her panic, and left without looking back.
swish swish——
Under the moonlight, the stubborn back in the distance stood firm and straight, step by step, until the night submerged his figure.
Yi Fangfei stood in the wind and bit her lips hard. There was a smell of blood that filled the night...