Stunning at Every Step: Sheng Chong Ghost Princess

Chapter 225 Love Hate Sigh Wall

"It's not that I want to be one, but that our ancestors of the Zhao family all ate this job, and in my whole life, I can only take over this mantle."

"Then Mingyue likes the profession of Onmyoji?"

"Um……"

How to answer this question?
Mingyue paused for a while, then recalled while weaving the safety buttons.

"When I was young, other children were playing but I had to practice. I had to get up at 05:30 every morning, and I had to go home on time after school to continue practicing. That's why I hated being an onmyoji."

"But I have been living in such an environment, whether it is the influence of the family or the inheritance, this profession has become my bounden duty, and I have never doubted it."

"Later, I went to Ah Bidao because of the ghost face, and I was tired of being an onmyoji... Now I find that there is nothing more suitable for me than this."

Chu Ziyan listened quietly, watching her white pearls weaved into his jade pendant.The light purple pearls were woven into her Taiyueyue, and then she said with a crooked smile: "Hey, this is called a perfect match!"

Chu Ziyan took the jade pendant over, stroked it in the palm of his hand for a long time, then lowered his head and took the jade pendant to his waist.

The waiter in the shop served a plate of extraordinarily delicate refreshments: "This is our Zhenxiu Island's special Hundred Flowers Mille-Feuille Cake. It is made of a hundred different flower petals stacked in the shortbread. There are a hundred kinds of floral fragrances in the mouth. Please be objective. use."

Regardless of the taste, the hundreds of layers of petals are superimposed and cut with a knife to reveal the colorful cut surfaces that are already too beautiful.

Mingyue cut off a small piece with a small knife on the side and put it in her mouth: "It's actually crispy. The petals seem to have been fried, but how can they maintain such a bright color?"

Mingyue cut another piece and fed it to Chu Ziyan.

Continued: "Chewing has a floral scent, but it is very light. The scent of unknown flowers left on the lips and teeth makes people unable to resist taking another bite, but after chewing carefully, the taste changes again... "

Chu Ziyan didn't care what it tasted like, he didn't have any pursuit of delicious food, as long as she was happy.

In addition to eating, there are also some viewing, singing and dancing and participatory games on the island.

Mingyue's journey can be regarded as eating, drinking, having fun, and getting all-round satisfaction.

It's just that they spent a whole day playing on the Taotie Island, but the next assessment to enter the Taotie Island has not come yet.

But judging from the previous assessments, it's not too difficult to enter Taotie Island from Zhenxiu Island, right?With this degree of difficulty, there should not be too few people who can reach Taotie Island.

Of course, this was Ming Yue's thoughts before entering the next event.

Early the next morning, they were taken from the inn by a carriage into a vault-like hall.

The hall is spacious and high, with colorful murals, and there are no other decorations in the room.

There is a large blue pool in the main hall, and various musical instruments are placed on the bank.

On the opposite side of the pool was a towering blue ice wall, and on the top of the wall about five or six meters high sat a woman, dressed in water-blue clothes, with a gloomy and soft face, holding a phoenix-tailed harp.

The person who led Chu Ziyan and Mingyue in said:
"The woman's name is Chanjuan. This palace is made by her qin realm. The wall of sighs under her is made by the emotions in her heart. If your emotions can break through the wall of sighs under her, you can pass through here. Enter Taotie Island."

What kind of exam question is this?Mingyue was puzzled: "You mean to use the sound of the piano to break down the wall of her sighs?"

The guide said with a smile: "Isn't piano, chess, calligraphy and painting a test for literati? That wall of sighs was created by Miss Chanjuan's state of mind. As long as your feelings are stronger and more unforgettable than hers, her heart wall will be broken by you." ,that is it."

That's it, that's all? !
It is clear that this competition is not only about playing the piano, but also depends on the feelings conveyed through the sound of the piano, and whoever has the deeper feelings will win.

Mingyue likes Chu Ziyan very much, and she also knows that Chu Ziyan likes herself, but she doesn't have a good understanding of the unforgettable feelings, and she doesn't know what kind of state of mind can create such a huge heart wall.

She has also always felt that Chu Ziyan's feelings have always been relatively weak. Whether it is family affection, friendship or love, he expresses it relatively passively, so Mingyue is not sure that his piano sound can break through the wall of sighs.

But thinking about it the other way around, this person is indifferent on the surface, but in fact he is a bit stubborn in his heart, and maybe he will not be successful.

I don't know what kind of emotion he will use to confront Miss Chanjuan.

Could it be... the love between her and him?

Thinking of this, Mingyue really wanted to see the result of this match, so she looked at Chu Ziyan with some expectation.

Before guessing riddles, playing chess, and breaking the game, Chu Ziyan was indifferent, confident and unburdened, but now there was some hesitation in his eyes, and he turned his head to look at the murals in the dome hall.

Mingyue walked to his side: "It doesn't matter, I am already very happy whether I go to Decheng Taotie Island or not, there is no need to force myself, Your Highness."

Chu Ziyan's gaze fell back on Zhao Mingyue's face: "How can I disappoint Mingyue?"

After speaking, the white-clothed and black-haired man walked to the lake and sat down in front of a guqin, facing Chanjuan on the wall of sighs across the blue lake.

The harp in front of Chanjuan looks very ordinary, but when her slender fingers touch it, the strings emit a faint blue light.

The konghou played ethereally, and the echo of the vibrating strings caused waves on the lake.

The rippling water caused changes in the empty room.

It seems to be able to see the murals in the hall glowing and wandering around.

In a corner of the East China Sea lived two big clans, the Fire Clan or the Lewu Clan.

She is the princess of the Lewu tribe, living a carefree life under the doting of thousands of people. She fell in love with a handsome man when she first fell in love.

Every day she would meet him on the coral island in the East China Sea.

A year later, he didn't come the day she wanted to tell him who she really was.She waited for him on the coral island all night until she saw the island where the Lewu clan was located was ablaze with flames. When she rushed back, the fire clan had already occupied Lewu island.

In order to get revenge, she sneaked into the palace of the fire clan and mixed with the fire king's concubine candidates.

Seeing that the King of the Fire Clan who destroyed her entire clan was the one she loved deeply... that handsome man.

She became his princess without any suspense.

He dotes on her.

He made her his queen.

There is no other person in his harem except her.

She once made love under him full of resentment and obsession, and drank the contraceptive soup in shame and remorse after he left.

Three years later, the day when Zhizhi accidentally became pregnant with his child happened to be the day when the Lewu Clan was wiped out by the Fire Clan.

On that day, he was so moved that tears filled his eyes, and lying on her still flat abdomen, he whispered, "Chanjuan, we finally have a child..."

She replied: "Yes."

Then he raised the sword and stabbed him into the defenseless heart from behind.

His blood stained the bed where they slept together for three years...

He didn't yell or yell, just looked at the regret and apology in her eyes: "Can you keep the child? The child is innocent..."

He has always known her identity and her purpose.

She asked him: "Why?! If you know that I am a descendant of the Lewu clan, why did you keep me? If you knew, why did you kill my family?!"

He didn't answer, and couldn't answer, and the moment he closed his eyes, he shed tears.

She was sent out of the Fire Clan by his confidant, and after sending the letter that she killed the Fire King, she had no love in her life and wanted to commit suicide by throwing herself into the sea.

His confidant rescued her, his eyes were red and he scolded:
"Being king has never been his wish. He was the last to know about the war three years ago. He was pushed to the throne after the prince died in battle. From the very beginning, he knew that you would kill him but still kept you. He even You have already thought about how to arrange after death... what else do you want?!"

Even so, so what?
Can you get rid of the mortal hatred between them?
He often said, Chanjuan, it would be great if I wasn't born in the royal family.

He often said, Chanjuan, every day we are together is precious to me.

She also often said, Chanjuan, I will not be the king of the Fire Clan in the next life, how about meeting me again?

She heard everything he said, and always said yes, but in the end she gave up even the child in her womb... because there are too many dead souls watching her in the sky, since there is no fate in this life, then don't get involved any more .

Chanjuan's harp blasted, and the surrounding area was oppressed and cold, and the lake in front of her froze.

The wall of sighs is even colder and harder.

Like Chanjuan's heart wall...

People like Mingyue who don't understand music feel uncomfortable and scalp numb when listening to it.

From the very beginning, Chu Ziyan's piano sound could not be compared with the passionate and unfeeling konghou, it became a kind of foil.

At this time, the sound of the piano has nothing to do with whether it sounds good or not, but a kind of spiritual catharsis.

No matter how good Chu Ziyan's piano skills are, he is still not a person who can easily express his feelings to the outside world. He suddenly broke a string of the guqin under his hand, and a bloody gash was drawn on his thin white fingertips.

The broken strings scratched his fair cheeks.

Seeing this, Zhao Mingyue strode forward immediately.

But it was stopped by several people at the scene.

Mingyue said loudly: "It's agreed to be a literary test, and Chanjuan's qin clearly has spiritual power! Let me go."

"Girl, if that son wants to give up, he will naturally stop, and will not cause him any harm."

All bleeding and no damage done?Zhao Mingyue was burning with anxiety: "Shut up Ziyan! I won't go to Taotie Island anymore!"

The slender cut was extraordinarily red on his white petal-like face, and the blood from his fingers dripped on the guqin like a bright red petal.

Chu Ziyan's light and beautiful lips suddenly raised slightly, and his slender eyes slowly looked at the cold woman who was playing the harp on the wall while sighing, and then slowly turned her head when she heard the call of the bright moon...

Zhao Mingyue.

The child who was lying on the tree and holding the cat peeking at him taking a bath.

Draw on him the person who hides in the underworld.

I would rather give up all my Zhao Mingyue for him...

If Chanjuan's love-hate relationship with Fire King is gratitude and regret, then what about him towards Mingyue?
In order to get revenge, Chanjuan can kill her beloved, even kill her own child...

Chu Ziyan, how far will you go?
(End of this chapter)