Enchanting Divine Sound Master

Chapter 411 A man disguised as a woman, Yungu is him (3)
"But... he is not mine after all. Because... I am Qianhe's future wife. Qianhe said that seven days later will be the day when the empress wakes up. At that time, he will hold a wedding with me. However, getting married is a Good thing, but I'm very unhappy, very unhappy."

Yun Gu crushed the words in his hand, and said in a daze for a few moments: "Miss, I have something to do, so I'll go back first and come to see you in half an hour."

"Is Yun Gu going out to do some errands?" Seeing that Yun Gu's expression was not right, Le Wushuang asked worriedly.

"En." Yun Gu nodded.

"Then go quickly!" Le Wushuang shook her hands, since she has something to do, don't stay any longer.

Le Wushuang squatted among the flowers, letting the petals be blown by the wind, surrounding her.

Close your eyes to feel Le Wushuang, there is a familiar picture, a handsome and handsome man in white clothes, every time he appears, there are petals floating, only when the petals float, do you know that person has appeared.

Le Wushuang opened his eyes and looked in the direction where Yungu disappeared.

At this moment, a small thing shone in an inconspicuous place.

Stretching out his hand, Le Wushuang picked up a glowing object on the ground. This object turned out to be a small earring, and the shape was exactly the same as the one he was wearing.

It's just that this earring is very new, unlike my own that is rusted out of shape.

Looking at the small earrings in the palm of his hand, the gossip pattern, rose petals, inlaid with countless small gemstones.Getting up, Le Wushuang walked towards Yun Gu's resting place with a puzzled expression on his face.

Le Wushuang suddenly stopped in his tracks when he was walking halfway with a little bit of incomplete memory in his mind.

In my memory, there was a person who gave himself an earring under the peach blossom tree.

who is it?Gave me this thing?
Le Wushuang looked down at the earrings, and continued walking towards Yungu's resting place.

Maybe Yungu likes my earrings, so he made them.Or, she wanted to give me a surprise. In short, she had to return her lost things, otherwise she would be worried.

Once you lose something that belongs to you, you will feel very sad.So every day when I am in a daze and feel sad, is it because my most important thing is lost?
That legacy should be his own memory!

The place where Yungu rested was a quiet place, and there was a big old tree with fallen leaves outside the door.Other than that, nothing.

Le Wushuang, who was standing at the door, raised his hand to knock on the door.But I stopped. Two years ago, I was very curious. Is there something I didn't know?
As the saying goes, curiosity killed the cat.But Le Wushuang couldn't resist the curiosity in the end, and pushed the door open with both hands.

The first thing to get started is a painting, which depicts an enchanting woman in red. She is standing on the top of the mountain, playing the violin gracefully in her hand.

I don't know how long I watched, the tears in Le Wushuang's eyes flowed down involuntarily.

"Why... do you feel so familiar?" Le Wushuang couldn't help taking a few steps back, and at this moment, he bumped into a wall of flesh.

"Ah? You..." Le Wushuang turned around and looked at the silent Yun Gu in surprise.

"Did you see it?" Yun Gu said in a cold voice, without any anger.

"Who is that person?" Le Wushuang turned around and pointed at that person.

Yun Gu thought she remembered it, but she didn't expect...

Yun Gu sighed, and said to Le Wushuang, "What is Miss doing here?"

Le Wushuang held the earrings tightly in his hand, gritted his teeth and shook his head and said, "I followed you because I was worried about you. If it's okay, I'll leave first."

"..." Yun Gu watched Le Wushuang run away in panic, a faint green light flashed in his black eyes, and he turned to look at the paintings hanging on the wall.

"It seems that it's time for her to recover her memory." Yun Gu stretched out his hand, and the scroll hanging on the wall was immediately put away, flew into his hand and disappeared into green smoke.

Le Wushuang returned to his room, closed the door, and then sat weakly on the ground.

Just now, looking at that painting, something flashed in my mind, which was very familiar.

Le Wushuang closed his eyes and slowly recalled.

She remembered, in a daze, that there was such a person playing the violin.

"Wushuang..." When Le Wushuang was thinking deeply, Qianhe's voice sounded outside the door.

When did Qianhe appear at the door.

"Is there something wrong?" Le Wushuang leaned on the door and asked Qianhe outside.

Sensing that something was wrong with the people inside, Qianhe raised his eyebrows and said, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's okay... I'm just changing clothes..." Le Wushuang was very afraid that Qianhe would suddenly push the door in, and immediately made up a reason.

Hearing this, Qianhe withdrew his outstretched hand and said coldly, "I'll wait for you at Baihua's place."

"Okay!" Le Wushuang nodded, and ran to the dressing table to sort out her emotions.

When the door opened again, Le Wushuang walked towards Qianhe with a smile on his face.

At this time, the sound of "Woooo" flute sounded very nice.

The flute sound is still the same as before!

Le Wushuang closed his eyes to think about it, but his face became serious in the next second.

Why do you say it hasn't changed?Have you heard of it before?

Le Wushuang looked at Qianhe, and the petals of hundreds of flowers floated up like a rainforest.He held the black Xiao, put it near his mouth and blew it, and pressed the Xiao hole nimbly with his fingers.

Clothes fluttering, black hair like ink.I once saw it like this in a place. At that time, there was a lotus flower standing under his feet, which was very beautiful.

Le Wushuang sat on the steps, watching him blow the flute with fascination on his face.

At the end of the song, Qianhe put Hei Xiao down and looked up at Le Wushuang.

"how?"

"It sounds great!" Le Wushuang clapped his hands and walked into Qianhe's hands.

Qianhe reached out to hold Le Wushuang's hand, but was pulled away by Le Wushuang.

Almost three years later, she still hasn't fallen in love with herself.

Qianhe frowned, his face serious.

"What's wrong?" Le Wushuang knew he was unhappy again.

"It's okay, let's go! I'll take you out for a walk, the empress wants to see you..." Qianhe reached out to hold Le Wushuang's hand again, and she no longer refused.

"But I don't want to see her." I don't know why, but when I saw the empress, I felt very uncomfortable.

"Don't worry, with me, they won't hurt you. Just stay for a while, just a little while." Qianhe held Le Wushuang's hand tightly, not letting her be afraid.

Le Wushuang lowered his head and remained silent.

Yun Gu stood among the flowers, watching Le Wushuang being taken out by Qianhe.

The blood lake exudes a strong smell of blood. On the shore, white bones are piled up. Ten elite ghosts gather around the blood lake, silently looking at the empress sleeping below.

(End of this chapter)