ninth junior sister

Chapter 270

Ling Xiaoruo pursed her lips tightly, and countless knives burst out of her eyes. She snatched the medicine bottle from Yun Jingxuan's hand, then broke his body and tore his clothes, not caring that his wound was torn into pieces. After seeing what kind of appearance it was, he applied the golden wound ointment heavily on the knife wound.

"Ah! Lady, take it easy..."

At this point, roaring sounds could be heard from the hut from time to time, and the sound spread far and wide, so that there was a breeze on the river, causing the river to ripple continuously.

The two of them were singing in harmony with each other on this uninhabited island in the middle of the lake, forgetting their love for the mountains and rivers, but they didn't know that the sky above the imperial palace in Linyi City had changed suddenly.

The night is as cool as water, above the island in the center of the lake, the bright moon hangs high and the stars twinkle.

Yun Jingxuan was in high spirits, took the guqin and sat on the ground in an open space in front of the hut, beside the green phoenix-tailed bamboo, rustling to the sound of the wind.

His slender fingers rested on the strings of the zither, moving lightly, he raised his eyes, and said to Ling Xiaoruo: "My lady, can I play a song for you for my husband?"

Ling Xiaoruo looked at the man sitting on the ground, his white clothes swaying, looking ethereal, she already knew that Yun Jingxuan's guqin was a masterpiece, but the last time he played it was for another woman.

Although Guqin and Guzheng are different, they belong to the same family. Ling Xiaoruo suddenly had an idea in his mind, if he wants people with amnesia to remember the past, he must let him experience some past experiences.Today, after entrusting her body and mind to him, she really wanted him to think of Ling Xiaoruolai.

"Yun Jingxuan, how about you teach me Guqin?"

If she had learned Guqin, then she would be able to play the song "Broken".Although she doesn't know how high the success rate is, whenever she has the opportunity, she will try it. If she doesn't try, how will she know she will fail?

Hearing this, Yun Jingxuan raised his eyes and said, "Why do you still call me by my first name? I give you two options, either to call me Husband or Xuan."

When Ling Xiaoruo thought of Shangguanrou calling him Xuan, she naturally rejected this name in her heart, she rolled her eyes, and called out cheerfully: "Xuanxuan."

Yun Jingxuan's handsome face darkened a little because of this title, and black lines appeared on his forehead. He frowned and said, "It's so ugly."

Ling Xiaoruo jumped on both feet, went to him, grabbed his arm and said: "Xuanxuan, how about you teach me how to play the guqin?"

Yun Jingxuan couldn't resist her, no matter what, it was just a title, he squinted at Ziqing, then took away the guqin, pulled his fingers, and let Ziqing fall into his arms, then adjusted his posture, and put the guqin Put it on Ziqing's lap, wrapped Ziqing with both arms from the side, grasped her catkins, brought both hands to the strings, and gently buckled them, he said: "This is my husband, I will teach you .”

Ling Xiaoruo glanced at Yun Jingxuan, he could take the opportunity to eat tofu even if he taught Guqin, why didn't she see his true nature before?
Yun Jingxuan lowered his eyes to look at the Guqin, and began to teach carefully: "Put your right hand on the strings like this, and put your left hand like this. When playing, press the strings with your left hand and pluck it with your right."

Ling Xiaoruo put her hands on the strings, pressed the strings with her left hand, plucked them a few times with her right hand, and tried to pronounce a few syllables. However, in order to tease Yun Jingxuan, she deliberately played a few unpleasant notes string.

Sure enough, when Yun Jingxuan heard those tones, he frowned and said, "Are you really not good at rhythm?"

Ling Xiaoruo squinted at him, smiled lightly and said nothing, just intentionally played randomly, causing Yun Jingxuan to curse again and again.

However, despite being able to scold, Yun Jingxuan is still a good teacher. He teaches very seriously. Although Ling Xiaoruo is pretending to be stupid, he is actually a good student with natural intelligence and super aptitude. Therefore, after half an hour, Ling Xiaoruo has almost mastered the essentials.

After mastering it well, she turned her eyes and asked Yun Jingxuan: "Xuanxuan, I think I've already mastered it, how about I play a tune for you, how about listening to it?"

Yun Jingxuan looked at her suspiciously, and after a while, he still said: "Let's listen to my mother playing a song."

While speaking, Yun Jingxuan didn't leave, Ling Xiaoruo didn't care that he was still sticking behind him, he just raised his hand and played a song casually, after the song was over, Yun Jingxuan exclaimed: "Lady, you are the mortal of the Nine Heavens! Fairy?"

Ling Xiaoruo twitched the corners of his lips, and said with a self-deprecating smile: "Have you ever seen a fairy who grows up to be as honorable as I am?"

Yun Jingxuan hugged her with one hand, and pecked lightly on her cheek: "In my eyes, a lady is a fairy."

Ling Xiaoruo ignored his poor mouth, and just smiled mischievously: "Yun Jingxuan, you were deceived by me just now, I didn't tell you, in fact, I can play Guzheng, that's why I learned Guqin so quickly .”

Yun Jingxuan's black eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he said in surprise: "You can play the guzheng?"

Ling Xiaoruo pursed his lips and nodded, "That's right, that flick just now, I was just trying it out, and now I'm officially presenting a song for you, how about it?"

"It's so good!" Yun Jingxuan stepped aside and sat on the floor opposite Ling Xiaoruo, listening carefully.

Ling Xiaoruo placed the guqin on his knees, his ten slender fingers resting on the strings, his fingertips that looked like green onion plucked the strings, and a sonorous and powerful piece of "Broken Time" slipped out of his fingertips.

The sound of the zither is gurgling, sometimes high-pitched and sometimes low-pitched, completely depicting the scene of the iron cavalry trampling mountains and rivers.

Listening to the sound of the zither, Yun Jingxuan felt as if he was among thousands of galloping horses. The general in white robe and silver armor held a spear and killed the enemy under the horse.

He had never known that Ziqing's piano skills were so superb, but the sound of the piano gave him a sense of familiarity, as if he had heard it somewhere before.

Junmei frowned slightly, and the memory fragments in his mind were like snowflakes flying around, staying on a picture after several ups and downs.

The night was brightly lit, and the glazed palace lanterns swayed gently in the night wind. A woman in a complicated palace attire sat next to a group of dancing women and played an impassioned tune.

Ling Xiaoruo played the tune with all his strength, and looked up at Yun Jingxuan from time to time. When he saw his handsome eyebrows slightly frowning like a deep rope, he couldn't help but feel a little joy in his heart. Maybe in his subconscious, he still remembered this first tune.

Sure enough, when the song was over, Yun Jingxuan turned his head and said in doubt: "I seem to have heard such a song somewhere, lady, isn't this song broken for a while?"

Ling Xiaoruo nodded and said, "It's been a while, where have you heard it?"

Yun Jingxuan frowned, and after pondering for a while, he finally shook his head in vain and said, "I don't really remember."

When Ling Xiaoruo heard those few words, the wish that had risen in his heart fell to nothing. Because his heart was a little dark, the expression on his face was naturally not too good.

(End of this chapter)