Destiny Concubine

Chapter 2128
The strength in Bai Fei's hands increased slightly, and he said in a deep voice, "But if you kill him, you won't be able to live. Do you want your mother to watch her lose you? Are you going to let her suffer once again?"

Shui Hanyan shook off his hand, with a look of determination in her eyes: "I don't care, I will save my mother even if she dies. Don't say anything, I've made up my mind."

Seeing her resolute appearance, Bai Fei felt a little pain in her heart. This hatred has already made her lose her mind. If it continues, the consequences will be disastrous.

He sighed, turned and walked out.

When he returned to the shore, Bai Fei heard the sound of a qin coming from the peach grove, and when he walked over, he saw Jing Mu sitting on the gazebo playing the qin.

His piano sound is sometimes low and soft like a trickle, and sometimes high like waves.Looking at Jing Mu playing the piano, Bai Fei couldn't help thinking that many years ago, Shui Hanyan's parents used to be here, playing the piano and singing in harmony, just like a couple of gods and immortals.

At that time, his parents died early and he had no one to rely on. They took him in and treated him like their own son.It was really the best time for him.

It's a pity that everything is gone. It was the cold rules of the fairy world that made him an orphan again.

After the death of his adoptive father, his adoptive mother committed suicide in love. When she was discovered, there was only a breath left, and there was still a lingering ghost.

In order to save his adoptive mother, he raised her with all his heart and blood for hundreds of years, until the gods descended from heaven.

Shui Hanyan felt sorry for his heart, so she used a divine weapon to replace her mother's remnant soul, but once the divine weapon was handed over, everything they had done for hundreds of years would be reduced to ashes.

Therefore, if Shui Hanyan were to hand over the artifact, it would have to be exchanged with the lives of close relatives.These hundreds of years of obsession and hatred have made Shui Hanyan unable to let go.

Bai Fei took a deep breath, closed his eyes and listened to the melodious sound of the piano around him, his heart was filled with depression.

……

In the days that followed, they lived in peace, except that Shui Hanyan was still angry with Jing Mu because of what happened that day, and refused to talk to him or look at him more.

Until the eve of the blood moon.

It was night, and the sky was full of stars.

Bai Fei took Jing Mu and sat under the peach tree to drink. The crimson petals swayed in the wind, like a red rain, and some flowers fell on the lake and floated into the distance.

Shui Hanyan stood by the lake and looked at the petals falling on the lake, and suddenly murmured: "Jun Fei looked back with the jade axe, and the peach blossoms in the flowing water are in the wrong phase."

Jing Mu who was drinking suddenly raised his head, and saw Shui Hanyan looking back at him.

Shui Hanyan came over, she stood in front of Jing Mu and said in a cool voice: "I know you are leaving, before you leave, can you play a song for me one last time?"

Jing Mu couldn't refuse him, he put down the wine pot in his hand, got up and said: "Okay." He turned around and went to the gazebo, and transformed the stringed qin.

Then I saw the melodious sound of the piano coming slowly.

Bai Fei was already drunk, he leaned against the peach tree and pouted as if he was having a sweet dream.Listening to this graceful tune, Shui Hanyan suddenly waved her sleeves and danced lightly in the peach forest.

She was dressed in white and twirled in the crimson peach forest, and the petals flying around seemed to be dancing for her. The sound of the piano matched the dance steps, and the coordination was perfect.

Dancing all over the city.

Jing Mu raised his head and looked at the dancers in the forest. He seemed to have returned to that illusion in a trance, his black pupils slightly narrowed, and his eyes followed Shui Hanyan closely.

At this moment, he felt weak ripples in his silent heart, slowly spreading away.

　"Dragon Boat Festival Ankang, okay. . . "

　　
　
(End of this chapter)