32. Chapter 31 Zhan Shao'an: I'm going to see Mo Zi
Zhan Shaoan was playing his piccolo with a far-reaching gaze.
He remembered that time again. The fire was soaring into the sky, the sound of killing, and the sound of swords.
These sounds intertwined together, making the blood staining the ground even more desolate. He frantically looked for her, but found that she had fallen into a pool of blood... dying.
If she were still alive now...
A desolate smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, his lips pressed against the flute hole, but his thoughts were already empty.
The melodies of nature sounded, hovering in front of Muyin's door, passing through the narrow cracks in the carved red lacquer door, passing through the brocade quilt, and reaching Muyin's ears.
——If she were still alive, she would love to listen to this music the most. If she were still alive, she would be about the same age as Muyin. She would have the same beautiful face, the same naughty and cute appearance.
Huh?
Where did the flute sound come from?
The sound of the flute sounded so familiar, she seemed to have heard it somewhere...
I can't remember, ah - my head hurts.
Muyin rubbed her temples, got up from the quilt, and after getting dressed, she opened the door——
What comes into view is Zhan Shaoan playing the flute with his eyes closed. Although his beard does not match the sound of the flute, Muyin can still feel the... sadness in the sound of the flute?
She recalled that when killing an enemy, each brother would play a flute for him. The sound was melodious and beautiful, but it gave him great courage. But now, things have changed. She is no longer him.
Muyin stood next to Hu Zi. She quietly listened to the sound of the flute that invaded her heart, and her eyes felt sour.
When the flute sounded, Huzi raised his eyelids and looked at Muyin, and said softly: "Come out?"
"Um."
"Are you hungry?" He knew she hadn't eaten anything today.
"I..." Muyin just wanted to say that he was not hungry, but his stomach growled in frustration, "Huzi, are you caring about me?"
Zhan Shao'an was startled, snorted, put the flute into his arms, and his cheeks turned red again under Muyin's eyes: "Go and eat when you're hungry. I, I have something to do when I go out today..."
"What are you going out for?" Muyin was stunned.
Huzi rubbed the corner of his clothes and hummed softly: "Go see Mo Zi."
Oh...is that so?
Muyin understood, so she approached Hu Zi, patted his shoulder, and smiled slyly: "You can go boldly!"
She was so close that he could even see the pores on her skin, and the tip of his nose was filled with her fragrance. Seeing the bright light shining in Muyin's clear eyes, his heart skipped a beat.
"Husband, please don't be shy..." Muyin patted his shoulder again and encouraged him, "Go, go, go."
Seeing that she was so anxious to drive him away, Zhan Shaoan felt a little disappointed, but he still left.
After Zhan Shaoan left, it became quiet again in front of Muyin's door.
She stood at the door, looking at the flowers planted in front of the courtyard swaying in the light of the setting sun, feeling a little sad in her heart.
Sometimes, he would lie with him on the soft grass outside. During the day, he would look at the vast sky, the floating clouds, the setting sun, and then at dusk. At night, he would look at the bright stars, the bright moonlight, and the sky full of fireflies.
He would give him directions and strategies. Sometimes she thought that he was the most suitable general.
Muyin was immersed in the memories of himself and that brother, while Xing'er stood not far away, unable to speak.
The beauty leaning on the porch railing, with far-reaching eyes, was immersed in her own world, with a faint smile gradually rising from the corner of her mouth...
Sigh. Myolie thought, in fact, my young lady likes the prince very much. Maybe she just separated from the prince, so she might be sentimental.
"Gu..."
Muyin looked embarrassed, touched his belly, and awkwardly waved to Xing'er who was not far away.
Xing'er suppressed her laughter and bowed. Muyin patted her belly: "I'm hungry... help me get something to eat. Ah... by the way, secretly help me get some liquor."
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Alas, please allow me to drown my sorrows with wine for a while. Uh-huh, please support [I’m going crazy with alcohol]
