Several elderly musicians kneeling in front listened quietly to the movement in the dormitory for a while. After a painful groan, it became quiet inside and there was no sound. They pressed their hands and let the music go.
The musicians continued to kneel.
In the sleeping palace, King Shura's sleep was not peaceful.
The pain caused by the Heart-Eating Pill lasted for seventy-seven forty-nine days, and even Shura City's illusions could not relieve it. The endless pain was tortured day and night.
Half asleep and half awake, I heard the lingering and melodious sound of the flute again. The soft and ethereal sound of the flute circulated a thousand times in the middle of the night. Suddenly, the night wind brought the clang of the piano, two by two, lingering and lingering.
He opened the door and raised his head. The night sky was filled with snow-colored brilliance. A black figure was in mid-air, looking down at him. Her face could not be seen under the cover of a black cloak.
"Who are you?" No one has ever dared to get so close to him. Who is this person? He asked coldly.
Unexpectedly, the man's voice was colder than his: "Who am I and what does it have to do with you?"
The sarcastic tone and the slightest disdain for him made him furious, but she turned around and walked away slowly like a perfectly fine person.
"Wait a minute -" He couldn't help but chase her out, not wanting her to leave. He didn't know why, but he just didn't want her to leave!
It seemed that he had never wanted to grasp something so urgently in his life, but his hands seemed to be grasping in the air. No matter how hard he tried, they were all empty.
"Wait?" the man said arrogantly and coldly, "I never wait for anyone. If you have the ability, you can catch up on your own!"
In the heavy snow, the black figure is like a soul floating into the distance, gradually getting further and further away.
Chase him, okay, he chases him! He must see who that person is!
He ran out with all his strength. The storm was raging and the snow was unbelievably cold. The figure was about to disappear. He must chase after it quickly!
Suddenly, darkness descended above the head and nothing could be seen!
"Don't go..."/.
He looked at the black figure anxiously. He only had time to shout out this sentence before he was completely swallowed up by the darkness above his head!
Immediately afterwards, he felt a sharp pain in his heart. He suddenly opened his eyes and saw the gorgeous palace, and he could not suppress his anger.
Who is it? Who is it?
Why did you leave without looking back?
He has dreamed of it so many times! Every time he wants to chase it, he can never catch it!
He ordered her to stay, but she still ignored him and left.
The black blood on his heart quickly stained the gauze. He tore the gauze open, took out the sword on the side, and cut the wound open, letting the black poisonous blood flow out freely.
"Where is Wei Yanran?!"
His angry and painful roar echoed in the dormitory.
A palace maid immediately knelt on the ground and said: "Your Majesty has given permission for Miss Yanran to live in a mansion outside the palace today. She will be welcomed into the palace early tomorrow morning. The musicians outside have been prepared. I will let them play now!"
After saying that, the palace maid climbed out tremblingly and immediately asked the musicians waiting outside to start playing.
With a gesture from the female musician in front, these young musicians had no choice but to stand up and start playing music seriously, no matter how scared they were.
The first performer was the female musician playing the flute in front. The melodious and melodious sound of the flute sounded, and the exquisite performance showed that these musicians are the best!
