For Zi Lan, maybe that period was her happiest time, but unfortunately they always grew up and would always be separated. But he left for ten years, ten years, Zi Lan never heard this beautiful piano song again.

Fu Chenxue didn't notice it. When she heard the familiar piano song, Zi Lan's delicate body shook suddenly, as if her slack little hand was slowly lifted, as if she wanted to try to catch something. She stared at Fu Chenxue tightly, and two lines of tears flowed in her eyes, she opened her mouth, and silently shouted two words: "Chenxue..."

Mo Huier did not leave. She stood quietly outside the window. She could hear every word Fu Chenxue said clearly. It was not that she deliberately wanted to listen to what Fu Chenxue said, but that she was really worried about Sister Zi Lan. Hearing the man's sincere confession, the hatred in Mo Huier's heart slowly reduced. She grew up with Zi Lan and witnessed the little things between Fu Chenxue and Zi Lan. She knew better than anyone else how much Zi Lan loved Fu Chenxue. That man was like the wind on the cloud mountain on the river, and he never looked back. He made Sister Zi Lan wait for ten years. When he came back, he not only forgot his past promise, but also brought back so many women... "Sister Zi Lan, he finally knew that he was wrong. Can you forgive him?"

In fact, Mo Huier had known for a long time that Zi Lan would forgive Fu Chenxue because Zi Lan had never hated Fu Chenxue. She only remembered his goodness, but refused to take his fault to heart. Otherwise, there would not be the love-loving scene of "Shennongjia".

"... Every frown, smile, sadness, life of obsession and life of intoxication. Every sigh, a cycle of reincarnation, an inch of lovesickness and an inch of ashes..." When the magical song came out of the window, Mo Huier was completely stunned as if she was struck by lightning. She didn't know how many times she had heard Fu Chenxue sang this song back then. Maybe she was too young and didn't feel anything. Now she listened again, her heart seemed to be grabbed by a big hand, and it was like thousands of arrows passing through her heart. There was an inexplicable pain spread throughout her body. It was tears that had never been shed for thousands of times. No wonder Sister Zi Lan had been infatuated for ten years and was still indifferent. Fu Chenxue was really the nemesis of a woman's fate.

When they heard the Qin Song, the female disciples of "Biluo Palace" woke up from their practice, walked out of the room, and ran towards Zi Lan's hut. They stood quietly in the yard, listening to Qin Song, each of them burst into tears, and their sadness could not be suppressed. Fu Chenxue is the "King of Qin". The Qin Song and the singing have the power to control the soul. How can they resist with their cultivation? Fu Chenxue did not do it intentionally, but was moved by emotions and was spontaneous. Inexplicable sadness and faint sadness wrapped them like an invisible cocoon. They could not hold on to themselves, and tears flowed like a broken river, "raking" and seemed to be about to flow all the tears of life for this moment.

The zither slowly disappeared, but it flew into everyone's heart like thunder and lightning. Seeing Mo Huier running out with red eyes, the female disciples rushed forward and surrounded her tightly in the middle. They asked in a lingering manner: "Little Junior Sister, who is in Senior Sister Zi Lan's room?"

"Who played the piano?"

“Who sang the song?”

"For the first time I heard such a beautiful piano song, 'This song should only be found in heaven, how many times can I hear it in the world'... If this song is sung for me, I will die without regrets!"

"How come this is the yin song of the world? It is the supreme divine sound outside the sky. After listening to a song, it is like a divine rebirth, and the heart of Taoism is gushing. Three hundred and sixty pores are like eating ginseng fruit. They are refreshed and comfortable all over..."

...

Seeing the girls chatting around her like they were trampled on her, Mo Huier was angry and anxious, and made a gesture of silence and said, "Can you whisper softly? Senior Sister Zi Lan is still sick. You scared her. What should she do when she cries?"

"Little junior sister, we don't make trouble or make noise. Can you tell us who is in the senior sister's room? "

"..." Mo Huier opened her mouth, but she wanted to speak but stopped. Do she dare to tell the truth?

"Little junior sister, tell me who is playing the piano?"

“…”

"Little junior sister, tell me who is singing?"

“…”

"Little junior sister, why don't you speak?"

Mo Huier felt her throat was hard. It was not that she didn't want to talk, but that she couldn't speak, and she had nothing to say. Seeing Mo Huier's expression, everyone seemed to understand a little, and her eyes suddenly lit up. There was an older girl who was obviously the leader of these girls. Looking at Mo Huier, she suddenly asked: "Little Junior Sister, have you heard this piano song before?"

This question seemed to have nothing to do with the truth. Mo Huier replied without thinking, "Of course I have heard it. I have heard it since I was four years old. I don't know how many times..." She didn't say it, and suddenly realized something, covered her little mouth tightly, with a look of horror. She didn't expect that her senior sister was so cunning, and she seemed to ask casually casually, and then she dug a big hole for her.

The girl smiled proudly and said mysteriously: "It's him...he's really here..."

Mo Huier was very anxious and grabbed the young Taoist nun and shouted: "Senior sister, don't guess randomly, it's not him...he didn't come..."

"Senior Sister" is called "Qingtan". She is a little older than Zi Lan. She is more clear about the matter between Zi Lan and Fu Chenxue and is more sympathetic. Seeing that Mo Huier was so anxious that she wanted to cry, she deliberately teased her: "Junior Sister, I didn't say who he is? Do you know who he is?"

Mo Huier was even more panicked, waved her hands repeatedly, and shouted, "I don't know who he is, nor have I seen him... Senior sister, don't ask me, I don't know anything!"

The little priests all laughed. Isn’t Huier’s words “Not three hundred taels of money in this matter”? They are not fools, so how can they guess who the person in the room is?

Seeing that the junior sisters covered their mouths and laughed secretly, Qingtan calmed her expression and said coldly: "What are you laughing at? Hui'er is right, she doesn't know anything. Also, we haven't been here tonight, saw nothing, and heard nothing. Who dares to go out and talk nonsense? Don't blame me for being rude, have you heard it?"

Seeing Qingtan's stern eyes, everyone was silent and lowered their heads and said, "Please don't worry, senior sister, we have seen nothing tonight, and we have not heard anything, let alone talk nonsense. If there is any violation, we are willing to be punished by senior sister!"
Chapter completed!