120 Chapter 3
And Feng Hanyu gradually frowned, as if recalling some past events in the music, and because of this, there was a trace of sadness on her beautiful face.The gentle wind blew past, raising his black hair, and a flirtatious mess appeared on his face.

Outside the door of the Yuanwei Pavilion, there stood a woman in a green shirt, she was Qing Ling who had changed her clothes.Looking at the pair of wall people in the pavilion, his eyes never moved away for a long time, they looked like immortals in the picture scroll.A sour feeling surged from the bottom of my heart, and the eye sockets were slightly moist.

Listening to their perfect cooperation, I was moved in their songs, and there was a yearning in my heart, and I couldn't help but silently recite the lyrics sung by Xu Huanyan: I think of your face again, day and night, the long road of life, every moment, look In your eyes, tenderness is like water, fate in this life will continue in the next life, what is love, life and death promise, if you are with me, I will not envy mandarin ducks or immortals...

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clear lake.A little bit of drizzle fell into the lake, with faint ripples.

A small boat is swimming in the lake. The boatman is standing on the bow of the boat in coir raincoat, humming a tune, holding a long bamboo in his hand, and slowly moving forward in the lake.

A leisurely singing voice drifted over.

The young man in blue in the boat was startled, and couldn't help listening intently, not even noticing that the teacup in his hand had accidentally overflowed.

This song is like the sound of nature, and the lyrics seem like a world away.I don't know which woman can sing such a heart-warming song, and I don't know who wrote this word, it makes people's hearts move when they listen to it, and it is unforgettable.

He put down the tea in his hand, raised the curtain, walked out of the boat, stood at the bow of the boat, let the drizzle fall on him, closed his eyes and listened carefully.

Seeing this, the man in blue hurriedly fetched an umbrella to cover his head, but he pushed it away and let the rain fall on his face, into his hair, and into his clothes. inside.

"My lord, be careful not to catch a cold!" the man in the blue shirt next to him said worriedly.

"It doesn't matter." The young man in blue faced the side where the singing came from, closed his eyes, and saw a trace of joy on his pale face. "Boater, do you know which courtyard this song came from?" It was so heart-warming that the man in blue couldn't help but wondered where it came from, and asked.

The boatman looked around, set his gaze on the north side of Qinghu Lake, and guessed: "Listening to this voice, it should come from the direction of the Xu Mansion."

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Outside the attic of Miss Xu's family, irises are full of flower buds, and the flowering period is a month earlier than before. She looks at it with a happy face and smiles. It's love.

Feng Hanyu was alone in the Yuanwei Pavilion, still dressed in spotless white clothes, like a fairy in the world.Clenching the jade flute in his hand, thoughtful.

Qingling who came was looking at the handsome man in the pavilion, and couldn't help being fascinated.After a while, he came back to his senses, walked up to him and asked, "My lord, what are you thinking about?"

"Qingling is here." Feng Hanyu turned around to look at her with a smile, and resumed his thoughts.

"Master, are you wondering why Miss Xu fell asleep?" Qing Ling asked.Look at his intimacy with Xu Huanyan.He knew in his heart that this man must love her, and he loved her deeply.However, she didn't know the past between them.

Feng Hanyu had some doubts, who could make Huanyan fall into a deep sleep without even realizing it.If the guess is correct, that person knows the importance of Huanyan to him, and the person who put Huanyan to sleep may have a purpose, and that is to force him to show up!

(End of this chapter)

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