Chapter 137
Chu Ziyan was holding a white lantern in his hand, standing in the dark door with a solitary shadow hanging from the lamp, as if he had been waiting for a long time, and he was completely destitute...

He once heard the housekeeper tell Meng Lu that as long as she was nearby, Chu Ziyan could hear the bells on her feet, even if the rain and snow blocked him, it seemed that this was true.

Mingyue stared at him for a long time before she suddenly came back to her senses. The expressionless face on the other side chuckled, "Your Highness is going out so late?"

Knowing that he was not going out but waiting for her... this time, he won't think twice, will he?

"It seems that this king made Mingyue so uncomfortable that she didn't want to come back." There was a touch of sarcasm in Chu Ziyan's words.

"Nothing like that."

"Is the flower wine good to drink?"

"Heh." Mingyue smiled dryly, "I just drank a little."

"Is the bright moon coming out early and returning at night to hide from me?"

"No, no..." Mingyue thought for a while after finishing speaking, and took out a delicate chain from her sleeve, but it didn't look expensive, and the pendant was a small bone, she handed it to Chu Ziyan , "Nah."

Chu Ziyan glanced down: "What is it?"

"The teeth of a thousand-year-old fox demon, although they are evil things, I used magic to seal the evil energy to make a container, which can absorb the cold energy of the body of the five yins. When the teeth appear black miasma, please purify them. continue to use."

Chu Ziyan stared straight at Zhao Mingyue with his slender eyes, still half-smiling and sarcastic: "What's the use of this thing?"

"Didn't I say before that I wanted to make an amulet for Princess Changping..."

"You remember this clearly." Chu Ziyan continued to speak lightly without a bone chain, "Since Mingyue is so caring, then this king will accept it on behalf of Princess Changping first. Meng Lu."

Meng Lu came out of the darkness, stepped forward to receive the amulet, lowered his head and scolded Mingyue in a low voice: "What on earth do you want to do, make His Highness stay up late for you every day..."

"Since Mingyue has come back, let's rest early." After finishing speaking, Chu Ziyan turned and walked into the yard.

He didn't seem to be angry with her, and he took away the amulet. He still waited for her with the lamp on at such a late hour. How could he guess what was going on in his mind?Zhao Mingyue looked at his back for a long time, and walked behind him in three steps at a time.

"Your Highness, don't wait for me in the future."

Chu Ziyan stopped, and tightened his fingers on the handle of the lantern.

Mingyue felt that her words might be ambiguous, so she explained again: "I mean you don't have to wait for me in the future."

Chu Ziyan lowered his slender eyes, and said in a low voice: "Whether you come back or not is your business, and whether you wait or not is my business. I can't control you, and likewise, I can't control myself..."

After speaking, carry the lantern and move on.

Leaving Mingyue standing there stunned.

What does this mean?

Meng Lu didn't hear what the master said, but saw Mingyue standing there stupidly, thinking that after sending the master in, he must ask when he came out, but Mingyue had already left when he came out.

At breakfast time the next day, Mingyue appeared on time, and ate obediently, with proper etiquette.I don't go out to fool around during the day, but I don't know where to get a bamboo flute, and I play it alone on the well tower.

Meng Lu didn't bother her seeing her staying honestly, anyway, the master's intention was to just follow her.

Later, the master appeared near the well building, and followed the ugly flute sound up the stairs.

Zhao Mingyue was tinkering with the song that Chu Ziyan played that night, and she couldn't do it like Chu Ziyan even if she thought to the death.

"How is it possible to remember it after listening to it once? Am I too stupid or is he too smart..." Mingyue leaned on the pillar and sighed, "He is really a smart and unparalleled person."

"Young master's praise."

Mingyue was so frightened that she almost slipped from the pillar, she reacted quickly and quickly hid the bamboo flute behind her back, then realized that she was unnecessary, and asked a little embarrassedly: "Why is Your Highness here?"

"If you don't come, people around you can't stay anymore, can you hear the sound of your flute?"

Mingyue wanted to refute, but the facts of what they said, it was clear that she had already hid quite far away, and was still heard by others?
"Hey."

He handed over a parchment.

Mingyue took it and opened it. On it was a music score, and it was written in the words of Duo Lai Mi Fa So La Xi Duo. It seemed to be a music score of a seven-tone scale.

Mingyue couldn't help asking: "Is this the score?"

Chu Ziyan added: "Your special sheet music."

"For my exclusive use?"

"The scales you read that night were different from those used by ordinary people. Do, Lai, Mi, Fa, Suo, La, and Xi are seven notes. There are only five scales commonly used: Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, and Yu. After comparing, I found that In fact, it’s pretty much the same, the seven tones are equivalent to two more tones, Fa and Xi.”

He made a soothing statement, and Zhao Mingyue was dumbfounded again.

It's okay for this guy to memorize the score after listening to it once, and he can directly break the difference between the seventh and fifth notes.

"So you wrote me the seven-note scale?"

"Otherwise, it would take a lot of time to teach you the pentameter from scratch, and it would be easier for me to accommodate you."

It's not easy...

There are really too many injustices in this world. It doesn't matter if the person in front of him looks against the sky, and his IQ is against the sky, so let other people live? !

Mingyue looked at the score on the parchment and said, "Your behavior is quite touching, but why can't I be happy?"

"Why?"

"Doesn't it make me more stupid that you are so smart?"

Chu Ziyan was stunned for a moment, then laughed dumbfoundedly, and pointed to the parchment and said, "This mark is a heavy key, this mark is a long key, this mark is a long heavy key..."

Mingyue memorized it carefully, then put the music score on the railing, put the bamboo flute to her mouth, and played the sound hole according to the music score with her fingers. Although she stumbled a bit, she still found the sound, but her flute sound was very unpleasant, leaking. The sound came and went.

The corner of Chu Ziyan's mouth raised slightly, and he walked over to lightly tap her fingers: "Press the first joint of the middle finger under the sound hole, so that the pronunciation of the sound hole can be closely controlled..."

"Is that so?" Mingyue studied seriously.

"Relax your shoulders." He reminded him to step back and listen to her playing again.

After about five or six times, she was able to get a little easier. Chu Ziyan watched quietly from the sidelines. As a teacher, he was very patient. Broken sound and fingering laughed.

"Don't laugh, it will hurt my self-confidence."

Chu Ziyan endured a smile and stood behind her, held her elbow, and pointed at her fingers: "When this finger rises, don't keep up with the ring finger..."

After speaking, he couldn't help laughing again.

Mingyue turned around and cursed with a smile: "Is it funny? You have to admit that as a beginner, I have learned very quickly."

"Well, it's better than I thought."

"How bad do you think of me?"

Chu Ziyan just smiled and didn't answer, he backed away from her, looked at her and sighed, "It's not bad when you don't make trouble or torture people."

When he said this, Mingyue felt a little nondescript when she thought of her various entanglements in the past two days. In fact, no matter what her status is, whether he rejects or accepts her, as long as she can be by his side, she will feel happy.

Before Mingyue didn't mention it, she pursed her lips and gave him the flute with a smile: "You play it for me."

But it's just such a little person who inadvertently affects his emotions, Mingyue.

Chu Ziyan took her flute and played it lightly.

Seeing that the two upstairs were having a good time teaching one and learning from the other, Meng Lu smirked, ran back and took a piano to the well tower, and gave it to Chu Ziyan.

Chu Ziyan and Zhao Mingyue were shocked by Meng Lu's actions, and then smiled at each other.Chu Ziyan sat down in front of the piano and stroked his wide sleeves: "Meng Lu is so kind, Mingyue, this king will reward you with a chance to play in an ensemble."

Mingyue cupped her bamboo flute in salute: "Please enlighten me, Your Highness."

The bamboo flute twirled in several patterns in her hand, and brought it to her mouth to play it.

Chu Ziyan saw the corners of her mouth curled up, her eyes downcast, and her slender fingers waving the strings.

It was still she who played and he echoed, the sound of the piano matched her ups and downs, the sound of Mingyue’s flute was at most proficient in a single song, but paired with the sound of Chu Ziyan’s tolerance and following, it was like a colorful cloud chasing the moon of extreme beauty.

The two had a great time.

Liang Zhaojun stood in the distance and looked at the well tower. Looking at the tower, the man with black hair and white clothes was sitting quietly playing the piano, and the young man in green shirt was standing next to him, holding the flute and playing the flute.

"Meng Lu hurried back to get the piano. It turned out that King Yan was playing with Mingyue."

Ni Xiang, who took care of her personally, said: "If the princess is also interested, Ni Xiang will go back here to get the piano."

"No need." Liang Zhaojun lowered his eyelashes, her piano playing skills are much better than Mingyue's, but she had invited Chu Ziyan several times before, except for the one time in the carriage, he never agreed.

Zhao Mingyue is so unfamiliar with skills, Chu Ziyan is not only happy to teach the skills, but also willing to accompany.

Liang Zhaojun looked at Ni Xiang and said, "Your Highness really treats Mingyue closer than brothers."

Ni Xiang looked at the tower and nodded and replied: "Mingyue is His Royal Highness's destiny, and the two of them are indeed closer than others."

"I'm afraid there are more than a few. His Highness can be said to be responsive to Mingyue. He holds the lanterns for Mingyue every night and waits for the door. You will soon regard Mingyue as your master?" Liang Zhaojun asked with a smile.

Ni Xiang glanced at Liang Zhaojun, and naturally heard the displeasure in Liang Zhaojun's words, and lowered his head: "Your Highness, Fu Zhaojun's subordinates are obliged to guard."

"Hehe, I'm just very envious of Mingyue. In fact, His Highness can live safely without Fuzhao for the past three years, and for those Fuzhao before Mingyue, would Meng Lu also call him to eat at the same table with His Highness every meal? "

This is not the case, His Royal Highness Fuzhao rarely intervened.But Ni Xiang knew that he shouldn't answer like this: "Mingyue has saved His Highness several times, and His Highness is treating each other with courtesy."

"That's right." Liang Zhaojun smiled, and took out the possession amulet Meng Lu gave her in the morning from his sleeve, "Mingyue is also a caring child, worried that I would be affected by His Highness's fate, and made me a possession symbol."

Ni Xiang: "Mingyue was originally a kind child."

"Yes, but the sound of the flute really needs to be improved... Let's not disturb their master and servant, let's go back."

"Yes."

(End of this chapter)

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