Chapter 205 The Phoenix Rises to the Sky
"Ah."

Feng Qinyu nodded, and after turning around silently to leave, she raised her feet and walked slowly towards the gazebo in front of her.

The thin clothes made Feng Qinyu feel a little cold, she wrapped her hands around her body, rubbed it lightly a few times, and sat down beside the piano in the gazebo.

This violin has been vacant in this pavilion for a long time, and it has not been touched since she lived here.

But when she bent down and sat down, she found that the strings had been played. Before she moved in, someone played the piano here, so it didn't look like the piano had been vacant for too long.

It was probably after she moved into Yingshuijian that the piano was not played again.

The hand stretched out gently, and the slender white fingertips gently plucked the silver strings. In an instant, the melodious sound of the piano was like the sound of heaven, very pleasant.

For five years, she never touched the piano again, as if some painful memories were buried forever like her piano.Now I'm opening the strings again, maybe because I'm about to die, I want to play that piece of music again.

On the long corridor of Feiyun Pavilion facing Yingshuijian, Dongfang Yunlie stood silently with his hands behind his back, looking at the dim moonlight half-covered by a few blue clouds in the sky, with a dignified expression.

Suddenly, there were several sounds of the qin that sounded like the sounds of nature, and the music easily touched his heart.

He was no stranger to this music sound, but it seemed very far away in his memory.

"The phoenix rises to the sky..."

Dongfang Yunlie murmured softly, and there were waves in his calm eyes, as if some kind of memory hidden in his heart was stirred up with the sudden sound of the piano.

His eyes became slightly deeper, and his eyes slowly turned to Yingshuijian, with some ripples in his eyes.

After a moment of silence, he raised his foot and walked in the direction of Yingshuijian involuntarily.

When he reached the gate of Yingshuijian, the sound of the qin became clearer. He raised his feet and walked into the courtyard, and saw a figure in white clothes sitting in the pavilion with his back facing him, quietly playing the qin.

With a heartbeat, he raised his feet and walked in, and what caught his eyes was Feng Qinyu's quiet and pale profile.

She was dressed in plain white gauze, and her long black hair was hanging casually. The cool wind blew by, making her look extraordinarily thin, but she didn't seem to feel it.

The slightly trembling eyelashes made people look very distressed, and the quiet eyes showed a bit of sadness in the cold night.

Dongfang Yunlie frowned, raised his feet and walked forward. He just took a step when he saw Mo Mo coming out of it holding a cloak. Seeing him, he was quite shocked, and immediately stepped forward.

"Slaves see..."

He was about to kneel down, but was stopped by Dongfang Yunlie.

"My lord..."

Silently looked at Dongfang Yunlie in front of him tremblingly, saw Dongfang Yunlie's eyes quietly cast on the cloak in Momo's hand, stretched out his hand to take it, and said in a hoarse voice: "Go down."

"Yes, my lord."

Silently and worriedly glanced at Feng Qinyu who was concentrating on playing the piano in the gazebo, then turned around and backed away quietly.

Dongfang Yunlie took the cloak in her hand and walked towards the gazebo. She didn't know whether it was because she was full of worries or because she was too focused on playing the piano. She didn't notice the approaching footsteps behind her.

The cold wind blew again, and the cold wind made Dongfang Yunlie frowned, and covered Feng Qinyu's shoulders with the cloak in his hand.

(End of this chapter)

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