Crossing the Queen Feitian: The Harem Male Concubine

Chapter 331 Blood Sword of the Altar, Master of the Mo Family (7)

how long has it been?
He stays in this deep palace alone every day, every movement, there is a cold and lonely echo——

At the beginning, it was he himself who requested to live alone in this cold palace.In fact... from the first night after leaving her, his miss for Fei Tian has only increased!Deeper and deeper!
Late at night, when he fell asleep, her figure repeatedly appeared in his dreams...

He regretted it, regretted why he came to such a ghostly place to torture his heart: she didn't care about his broken face, all she wanted was for him to love her wholeheartedly, and he... could afford it too.

He hoped that she would figure it out soon and come to Lenggong to pick him up.

But...that night, he heard the fight at the gate of the palace, he smelled blood, and...the sound of the lock outside the cold palace gate.

It was the voice of an old man:
He said he had come to lock the door at Her Majesty's behest.The palace door was tall and strong, and he could still hear the voice of the person outside - Mo Yu felt strange.If it was Fei Tian's will, she could lock him here forever when she left. Is it necessary to kill people and lock the door in the middle of the night?

Fortunately, there is a cellar for storing food, limited water and food, and he dare not waste it... He firmly believes that that is not Fei Tian's original intention, and one day, she will come to pick him up.

In the afternoon, it was very quiet.Very quiet - especially today.

For some reason, since last night, his heart has been beating non-stop!
A kind of uneasiness, a kind of anxiety... Did something happen to Fei Tian outside the palace?
The more restless he is, the more he thinks of his qin. Only playing the qin can calm his restless heart.

The sound of the piano covered everything, and the melody at the fingertips was plucked... Over time, he even had auditory hallucinations...

Mo Yu...

Ink Feather——

It was the girl's anxious cry, like Fei Tian's voice, as if she was right beside him.

Is it...he missed him too much?
Why...he heard Fei Tian's voice? 
Suddenly he pressed the strings at his fingertips!Breaking the rhythm, pricking up your ears to listen——

(End of this chapter)