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Chapter 777 The Grand Finale: Only the Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix (4)
There are many court ladies and servants behind him, as well as guards in the distance, but this group of people seems to be hidden in the darkness, silently.

In an instant, the surrounding area was completely silent, not as quiet as the inner courtyard of a palace, but as if it were in a barren hill.

Just when Qin Zheng was wondering, he suddenly heard a moving and melodious song sounding in the unimaginable darkness and silence.

The voice was ethereal and familiar.

It was the old road that was placed in the barren hills and played by Qin Zheng who was recovering from his illness.

The sound of the music is melodious and euphemistic from far to near, and as it gets closer, Lu Fang can be seen meandering out from the shadow of the flower.

At this time, the clouds opened and the moon rose.

In the moonlight, I saw the man with broad shoulders and a tall and straight figure, calmly exuding the aura of dominating the world.

But this is him, holding a small willow leaf in his hand, bent into a whistle, with tenderness in his eyes, quietly playing Qin Zheng's familiar and unfamiliar tune.

For a moment, Qin Zheng was a little crazy.

At the end of the song, he put the willow whistle aside, looked at Qin Zheng with fiery eyes, and said in a low voice: "Although I said that this song will only be played once for you. But you are so stupid, how can you remember it once?" It's stuck, so I have to blow it again."

He stepped forward and took her hand. The tenderness and infatuation in his eyes almost made Qin Zheng drown in it, unable to get out.

Lu Fang leaned close to her ear, and said, "You remember, this song is called——Feng Qiuhuang."

At that moment, he took her hand and walked towards her phoenix chariot.

Before Qin Zheng could react, he finally couldn't help asking while walking, "What's the special day today?"

Lu Fang paused, and looked sideways at her: "Isn't today your birthday?"

Qin Zheng was shocked when he heard the words: "How do you know?"

She doesn't even remember her own birthday.

Maybe Duan Qing knew, but Duan Qing couldn't sleep forever, it has been three years.

Lu Fang sighed: "Zheng'er, didn't you always want to know what happened in the three white lights that day? Then I'll tell you tonight."

(End of this chapter)