Being a woman of high status, I give everything just to live

I am most afraid of the air suddenly being quiet. At this moment, Si Xun is like this. The woman in front of him is staring at him with a smile on her fingers on the teacup.

After a little thought, the silver-white spiritual power wrapped around the slender five fingers on the boy's white hands, which were as white as lotus roots. The five fingers were slightly bent, and the sealing needle on the flute sword flew to his palm, revealing the flute hole.

Si Xun noticed her interested look from the corner of his eyes and smiled.

Finally, he could attract the attention of this woman, otherwise it would be a bad ending.

"Let me play a song for you, girl?" The boy smiled quietly, and the flute touched his delicate lips.

With the regular and slightly unfamiliar rise and fall of the slender fingertips like jade onions, a flute sound rang out elegantly.

Si Xun has indeed never learned to play the flute in this life, and he does not have the skills and conditions. It has already exhausted all his strength to save his life in the cruel darkness.

But he had learned it in his previous life, so he could play the flute as soon as he picked up the flute.

But the previous life was the previous life after all, and he had forgotten a lot by now.

However, with the sound of the flute, the boy seemed to have slowly regained his sense, and the connection and grasp of the melody became more and more skillful.

This is an ancient style music. The prelude is soft and quiet, which makes people feel as if they are walking in the bustling streets and alleys. When it comes to the exciting part, it seems that there are thousands of troops fighting on the battlefield. At the end, the music returns to the tranquility and peace at the beginning.

But this tranquility and peace seems to be accompanied by sadness and loneliness.

There are laughter and joy in the prosperous city, and the war is raging when the enemy invades. Many people put down the warmth of the bedside, resolutely put on armor, took up weapons, stepped out of the house, and embarked on a noble path that they don’t know if they can return.

When the war stopped, some people returned, but some people stayed on the battlefield forever.

It's time for the full moon to reunite again. The laughter and joy in the city are still there, but there are fewer people than before. It's not the same as it used to be...

Jiang Zhi was also touched when she listened to this song, because in her previous life, she was a daughter of a prince who had been on the battlefield, and she could best understand what it meant to be a general's success at the cost of thousands of lives.

"It's a little off-tune, and I'm not the same as I was back then..." Si Xun looked at his hands. He was used to holding a dagger, and it was still unfamiliar to hold a flute after so many years.

Putting down the flute, he saw that the woman next to him seemed to be thinking about something. He knew this was an opportunity and wanted to run away temporarily.

"I'll find a place to heal my wounds."

"Come back."

Before he took two steps, a voice stopped him.

"Show me the skills." Jiang Zhi stood up and walked in front of him.

"Show me the skills?" Si Xun raised his fox eyes, and the smile on his pretty face was barely a smile.

"Sister Jiang, what kind of skills?"

"Xun'er's skills are not as good as Sister Jiang's, but Sister Jiang wants to see it, so Xun'er will practice it now." As he said this, the young man was about to sit in meditation and circulate the "Night End Song Jue" he practiced for a cycle.

"You have really grown up." Looking at the little fox who pretended to be confused, Jiang Zhi seemed to sigh and smile.

She was very well-behaved when she was young, but now she is playing tricks on her future wife.

Being stared at by her, Si Xun felt a little panic in his heart, and always felt that he could not hide his thoughts.

But what puzzled Si Xun was that the charm "Hundred Spirits Rain" should not be discovered.

Since that person gave it to him at that time, and gave it with a purpose, it would be impossible for him to publicize it and let Jiang Zhi know.

Two possibilities.

First, there are people around Jiang Zhi.

Second, the old man in the dark green robe, that is, Jiang Zhi's protector, has been hiding in this courtyard.

But no matter what, Si Xun felt that as long as Jiang Zhi didn't name him, he would keep pretending to be confused.

Although this was his plan, it also depended on whether Jiang Zhi would give him a chance.

Obviously, she didn't plan to give it.

Just when the boy was about to sit cross-legged, Jiang Zhi supported him with one hand, and groped his soft waist with his right hand, and took the boy's hidden charm in his hand.

"Sister Jiang..." Si Xun saw that the charm of "Hundred Spirits Raining" was taken away, and he subconsciously reached out to take it back.

But his hand reached halfway and could only stop with eager eyes.

Because Jiang Zhi had left a deep impression on him when he was a child, the boy was still quite afraid of his future wife.

When he was pampered, he was very pampered, and when he was fierce, he was also fierce.

"Hundred Spirits Raining..." Jiang Zhi murmured, and when he was looking through the skills, he took the boy into his arms.

At this time, she was also paying attention to the little charm fox in her arms.

Seeing that he wanted to snatch but didn't dare to, and finally looked at her with a pair of fox eyes, Jiang Zhi felt tender and wanted to laugh.

It's true that a husband should be raised from childhood. If someone else snatched his things, this little fox might not care on the surface, but he wouldn't let it go in his heart and would slowly wait for the opportunity.

If it was left to her, this little fox would look aggrieved.

"Sister Jiang..." Si Xun tried to reach out and grab a corner of the technique, trying to take it back from her hand, and explained.

"Sister Jiang went out not long ago, someone gave it to me, saying it was a gift for me. I thought it was good, so I wanted to try to practice it..."

"Sister Jiang also knows that Xun'er has nothing, and the techniques he practices are all given by others. Sister Jiang is afraid that she is too lazy to look at the grade of the technique. If Sister Jiang doesn't let Xun'er practice, Xun'er will not practice."

Hearing these pitiful words, Jiang Zhi was moved, but also looked at the little fox in his arms meaningfully.

These words sounded pitiful and obedient when looking at his watery eyes that seemed to be about to drop pearls, but why did he feel that he was blaming himself?

"Speak properly, sister is not here, look at what you have learned?" Jiang Zhi raised her hand and gave him a slap on the head, but the action was very light, and she didn't use any force at all.

She knew that the boy had been sent to the teaching house, and she also blamed herself for not being fast enough, otherwise she would have found someone to teach him herself.

Look at what the old guy in the teaching house taught her little fox?

Well... But don't say it, this really fits the image of the little fox in his mind.

Seeing that Jiang Zhi didn't seem to have a cold face after reading this charm technique, Si Xun had an idea in his mind, there is a chance.

"Sister Jiang..." The boy called softly, and a pair of soft hands like cotton wool hugged her tightly, and the little head rested on her neck.

"Sister, do you want to see what Xun'er has learned?"

"Xun'er has learned to call his wife master, do you want to hear it?"

The young man's soft lips were close to her ears, and the faint orchid scent entered her ears. His voice was long and charming. Jiang Zhi suddenly felt that she was in the center of the sun, and the blood in her body was almost boiling and evaporating.

Si Xun felt her change in person for the first time, and her beautiful eyes were shining with the light of success.

This world has to be like this to be popular, but this method is like paddling a raft on a rough sea, and it is easy to fall into the water if you are not careful.

It is not wrong to say that Wang Li taught him, but Si Xun also quoted it voluntarily.

If he hadn't voluntarily, let alone Wang Li, even the gods would have found it difficult to let him use these methods.

Unless someone can erase all his memories and cultivate him from a blank ignorance, the so-called charm is just appearance.

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