When he walked aside, he picked up firewood and brought the fire back. Chu Chaoyan caught two fish, put them on the fire, and said to Fengyunqing: "We must be economical and cannot catch all the fish in the lake at once, so we will wait to starve to death."

Fengyun blinked lightly, then blinked again, and watched Chu Chaoyan's robe wet, and said without comment for a while: "That's right!"

Chu Chaoyan accepted Feng Yunqing's words with a thick skin. He put his butt on the branches and sat in front of the fire to grill the fish, and roasted his wet clothes. Feng Yunqing had to go to the bushes to pick some grass leaves that could be used as seasonings, and came back to cover the fish and roast them together.

This time, the mood of the two people changed a lot from falling a few days ago. They swept away the clouds and had a relaxed meal.

After dinner, the two of them sat back to back by the river basking in the sun. It was warm and quiet. Chu Chaoyan picked up a leaf and placed it on his lips to blow it. The whistle was beautiful and had a lingering and soft smell. Fengyun looked at him in surprise, and suddenly remembered the western room that she ignored. There was a guqin and Xiao inside.

An inspiration flashed through my mind, maybe I could find a way out from there, but I couldn't tell. I immediately stood up and pulled Chu Chaoyan on the ground: "I'm back!"

Chu Chaoyan sat still, took the Ye Zi around her mouth and frowned: "Do you want to go back to the house and be stuffy? Sit for a while!"

"Did you notice that the house to the west of our house? There is something good there, let's go and take a look." Feng Yunqing pulled Chu Chaoyan up with force, and pulled him away regardless of whether he wanted to or not.

Chu Chaoyan's thoughts moved, and a faint light flashed across his phoenix eyes, threw away the leaves in his hand, and walked back with Feng Yunqing. He had always come to this valley, and he spent every day waiting for Feng Yunqing, but he didn't know what was in the room to the west.

Feng Yunqing pulled Chu Chaoyan and walked back quickly, entered the room, and walked directly to the room to the west. Wherever she saw, Feng Yunqing saw that the piano and Xiao she had seen that day were hung in front of the window.

He let go of Chu Chaoyan's hand and walked over. The wind gently swept the palm, and the dust fell. Fengyun reached out and took the guqin first. When he saw the guitar in his hand, he was stunned.

Chu Chaoyan looked at the Xiao hanging with the guqin in surprise, and said in surprise: "Phoenix Blood Xiao?"

Feng Yunqing took back his surprise when he heard this, nodded, reached out and took Feng Xuexiao and handed it to Chu Chaoyan behind him. He looked at the same hand as the hand Xiao Yi left to her by her mother. His eyes flashed like water: "It may also be called Feng Xuexiao, but it is not the same as the Feng Xuexiao you have seen."

Chu Chaoyan took Xiao, then held it in his hand and nodded: "It's true that it's not the same one. That Xiao has signs of wear and tear, but this Xiao doesn't."

After saying that, he looked at Feng Xuexiao in his hand carefully, and then looked at Feng Yunqing. Feng Yunqing was quietly staring at the piano in his hand. Chu Chaoyan's eyes also fell on the piano in Feng Yunqing's hand, and a look of surprise appeared in his eyes again. Just as he was about to blurt out, he saw Feng Yunqing staring at the piano in his hand quietly, and swallowed the words he had not spoken back.

It is said that three hundred years ago, the world's number one zither, the soul of ice and snow, was known as the first zither in the world. It is rumored that those who have heard this zither will never catch the sounds played by other zithers in this life.

Looking at the piano in Feng Yunqing's hand, Chu Chaoyan only had four words in his mind - the Soul of Ice and Snow.

Feng Yunqing held the piano in her hand and watched quietly. The four legendary words in her mind were also the legendary soul - the Soul of Ice and Snow.

The master of this piano and this piano has not been forgotten by people even though it has passed for more than 300 years. That person is the first prince Qin in the world when Nanyang was founded three hundred years ago.

It is also rumored that Wang Shiyu's brother, who once accompanied the king to help the ancestor emperor recover a country in Nanyang, was later awarded by the ancestor emperor. The earliest owner of the Blue King's Mansion.

For a moment, both of them looked at the piano without saying a word. Fengyunqing's slender fingertips gently groped in the strings. The strings made of natural ice silk naturally had a cool feeling and were comfortable and pleasant. No wonder this piano was called the Soul of Ice and Snow.

The fingertips touched every string until the entire piano body was fumbled over. Feng Yunqing stopped his hand, looked away, looked at a yellowed notebook on the windowsill, and reached out to take it. It was a piano score. There was only one score she had never seen before. There was nothing else.

Fengyun turned around and looked at Chu Chaoyan, and saw that he looked at the piano in his hand, with a worried look. It was obvious that Ye recognized the piano. Then he glanced at the books in the room, stuffed the piano score into his arms, put the piano flat on the windowsill, and walked to the jade cabinet shelf to start looking through the books.

Chu Chaoyan also put down Xiao in his hand, suppressed the various thoughts that surged in his heart, and walked to the cabinet shelf like Feng Yunqing to read the book.

Feng Yunqing turned his eyes on each book. After a while, he found that these books were all stories and classics with unofficial history and strange stories. During this period, there were some books such as the official history of military arts, but she was not very interested, so she glanced at them and gave up.

After searching for a while, there was no prompt for any exit she was looking for. Feng Yunqing had withstood the blows a few days ago, and now he had a strong ability to resist the blows. He didn't feel depressed, but just continued to look here and see in this small room calmly.

There was a picture of the erotic palace in a handwritten copy of the art of war. When I opened it, I saw the beautiful patterns inside, and there were some comments with beautiful handwriting, which were obviously from a woman. The essence of the comments was unprecedented and unparalleled, which really made her a woman ashamed. There were also signatures of notes under each picture, as if they were afraid that others would not know her.

Feng Yunqing looked at the comments with every word, and his mouth twitched. The Feng Wang, who everyone admired in the world, turned out to be so despicable! Feng Yunqing thought, turned his eyes and looked at Chu Chaoyan secretly. He saw that he was reading a book with a book, and he didn't pay attention to her at all. He wanted to put it back but couldn't bear it, so he kept stuffing the erotic picture into his arms.

Then I looked at the handwritten copy of military tactics in my hand. The beautiful handwriting was like flowing clouds and water, and the handwriting was restrained, occasionally showing a chic and romantic charm. It was obviously from a man's hand. It seemed that it was not about writing a sword and sword that conspired to be a war, but about completing an art. And the war was practical. This small book seemed to cover the conspiracy and military tactics in the world.

Just holding this book, a world of world is in my hands, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are like picturesque, white bones and beautiful faces are like flowers, and the kings in the world are no less than me. There is no doubt that this book of calligraphy belongs to Mr. Qin.

Feng Yun looked at this book and remembered the comments on the erotic pictures that were inconsistent with this book. He thought it was a perfect match.

They were originally a pair, but it was illegal to break up the others. Feng Yunqing thought about this, and without hesitation, he also stuffed the handwritten copy of the military arts into his arms. He also sandwiched the erotic map in the middle of it.

Then he walked around the room and nothing could attract her attention. Seeing that Chu Chaoyan was fascinated by her eyes, she picked up Qin and walked out without disturbing her.

Unexpectedly, she wanted to go into the hut and leave until she came out, but it was almost half a day. Fengyun looked at the sky and flew directly onto the roof with Qin in her arms.

I took out the piano score I just now, and the wind and clouds gently straightened the piano and started playing according to the score. The fingertips flowed on the strings, and the clear and clear sound flowed out of my fingertips. First, I was alone in the snow in the evening, sitting alone in the quiet night, and the sound of the piano had a sense of emptiness and loneliness. Gradually, there was a trace of tremor, a trace of joy, a trace of ties, and a trace of lingering...

One person becomes two, and the snow in the mountains and the evening has a charm, and you will no longer be lonely when you watch the moon in a quiet night. Then the lingering and sadness turns into the galloping horses, fighting under the city, and looking at the mountains and rivers. The sound of the piano is more desolate and helpless, and you feel like you are waiting for the bones to turn into ashes.

Then there was an endless feeling of sadness, as if the lonely geese had no partner, and the trembling was full of sadness. Then the road turned around, the willows were dark and the flowers were bright, and the sound of the piano returned to the beginning, the mountains and rivers, weaving, playing chess and tea, enjoying the flowers and the moon. Calm happiness came so hard.

One song is gone! It seems that I feel it. The wind and clouds touched the strings of the piano with their fingertips, and suddenly a sense of vicissitudes of history surged. It seemed that I saw a young man in white sitting quietly playing the piano. What kind of charm should it be like so amazing?

Unfortunately, she came to this time more than 300 years later and could not see Mr. Qin. How happy is the Feng King?

The breeze blew, and I felt my face cool. Fengyun reached out and touched it, and found that her face was full of tears, but she didn't notice it. She turned her eyes, but saw Chu Chaoyan coming out at some point, standing in the yard and watching her sitting on the roof.

The two looked at each other without saying a word. After a long time, Chu Chaoyan sighed: "The Blue King and the Feng King are really a perfect couple!"

Feng Yunqing was not convinced, Chu Chaoyan fiddled with Xiao in his hand and looked at the piano and music score in front of Feng Yunqing: "Do you find out what's wrong with this piano score?"

"What's wrong?" Feng Yunqing was stunned.

"Don't you think? Maybe I feel bad." Chu Chaoyan threw a sentence, glanced at Xiao in his hand, and then walked slowly back to the house.

Feng Yunqing was puzzled by Chu Chaoyan's words, and played the song just now again, without finding any abnormal and very sad song. She seemed to have seen the lingering and passionate life of Mr. Qin and King Feng. Then she stayed together in the pastoral countryside and gained peace of mind and happiness.

Look at this small valley, maybe it's here to escape from the world! Think about it, there is an ancestor emperor between the Blue King and the Phoenix King. The whole world is in the hands of the First Emperor, and the shadow and moon are hidden guards all over the world. Even if it is as noble as the Blue King's Mansion, it cannot be guaranteed. This is the pure land in the world.

There must be a way out, but where is the way out?

Fengyun's lips were slightly pursed. There was no doubt that she still wanted to go out. If she had been here like this for the rest of her life, she would not dare to imagine what the people who care about her outside would be like her.
Chapter completed!