I was kicked out of the house and became a princess.

The early morning sunlight fell quietly into the room through the window, illuminating the messy sleeping postures of the two beautiful girls on the princess bed.

Xin Yixi lay quietly on Yingying's body, seemingly because of her height. Her little head rested on Yingying's neck, and her even breathing fell on her neck.

And the lingering hormones in the room were still telling Taiyang that the girls played late last night, but when the lilies were in full bloom, he didn't get a chance to see their true appearance.

In the pavilion of the Royal Garden under the early morning sunshine, Ma Xin sat quietly on a stone bench, with an exquisite piano placed on the stone table.

If Yingying were here, she might think that this piano is similar to Xidie Qin, but it is not the same as it. It seems to be remade using original materials according to Xidie's style.

Ma Xin just sat quietly on the stone bench and looked at the piano. After all the changes, more than 800 years later, the young talented craftsman was missing from his side.

Since Bai Zhuo took back the blood of Ye Huashan and made a blood bead for Yingying, Shangguan Sha lost the nourishment of his blood and died shortly after making the Qin. He still remembers that the soldiers who were secretly guarding the nearby area reported that his body was Visibly turned into white bones.

Qin Lian was brought back by the soldiers with a letter. After reading it, Ma Xin burned the letter with a complex expression.

"Isn't this piano broken?"

Mark Bass came from the other side with his maid, and seemed to have wandered around the garden.

"My son has met my father."

Ma Xin quickly stood up and bowed.

"No gift, no gift."

Mark Bass waved his hand and asked the maid to place two cushions on the stone bench, then he sat down carelessly.

"Come, sit down, let's have a nice talk."

Ma Xin sat on the stone bench gloomily, still staring blankly at the piano on the stone table.

"Good piano."

Even before Mark Bass got started, he could tell just by looking at the pattern what a genius the person who built it was.

"Are you still planning to propose with this piano like in your previous life?"

Mark Bass looked at Ma Xin with interest.

"This piano originally belonged to her. Regardless of whether she and I are engaged or not, I owe her my life."

Ma Xin stretched out his hand and stroked the piano gently, as if he had seen the happy time in his previous life when he and Bai Qin were playing the piano and singing by the river.

"Do you still love her?"

"Are you asking about Shangguan Jueling or Ma Xin?"

Ma Xin raised his head, his eyes red.

"Of course it's Ma Xin. I don't know Shangguan Jueling."

Mark Bass chuckled.

"I will wait for her, eternity and eternity, until she is willing to accept the engagement again."

"Don't wait, I've been chatting with that guy from Nothingness these days and have discussed a marriage for you."

Mark Bass sighed and patted him on the shoulder.

"Ying Lingxi?"

"Well, this girl is thoughtful and has a strong sense of responsibility. You can give it a try. If it doesn't work, then you can make your own choice. After all, Yingying already has her heart together, and their engagement has been finalized. You can try harder It’s all meaningless.”

"But she said she would come back!"

"She will not come back in this life! Are you still sure that you can meet her in the next life? Are you still sure that she still loves you? Are you still sure that you still love her?"

Mark Bass's words undoubtedly gave Ma Xin a blow in the head.

"Everyone has their own life trajectory, and in this life, she and you are on parallel lines. At this point, she sees it more clearly than you."

"But someone has to live with the sins of the past, right?"

……

In the pink room, Yingying and Xin Yixi stared at the Qin brought by the maid.

"Sister Ying, this can't be Xi Die, right?"

"No."

Yingying shook her head, although the piano in front of her looked very similar to Xidie.

"His Highness said that this piano belongs to the young lady. Regardless of whether the young lady belongs to him in this life or not, it must be returned to its original owner."

The maid's words made Yingying and Xin Yixi freeze in place, as if they didn't expect Ma Xin to figure it out.

Yingying's little hand gently stroked the strings, and it was still as cool as before. On the piano body, in addition to a few delicate spiritual butterflies and a stream, there was a girl playing the piano by the stream, but the infatuated boy was no longer beside her. .

"Since it's not Xidie, how about Sister Ying give it a name?"

"Just call it Ruodie."

"Ruodi?"

Xin Yixi thinks this name is very interesting.

Note: The name here is inspired by the great poet Su Shi's "Qin Shi".

If there is sound on the harp,

Why doesn't it sing when you put it in a box?

If the words are on your fingers,

Why don't you listen to me?

"Yes, if the words are on your fingertips, why not listen to them on your fingertips? This line is a poem from another world far away. It is the world that my mother accidentally reached through the dimensional passage in the past. There is a literary giant there, and this is his work."

Yingying nodded.

"It is indeed a good poem. If you have the chance, I must have a good chat with him."

Xin Yixi nodded in agreement.

"Want to play a song?"

"it is good."

Xin Yixi took out her flute, and Yingying also sat in front of Ruodie, placing her small hands gently on the strings, feeling the coolness on the piano.

As the sweet flute sound came from the flute, Yingying's little hand began to slide on the strings, and the piano and flute sounds complemented each other.

The sound of the flute is as clear and sweet as a clear spring, and the sound of the piano is as gentle and smooth as flowing water.

Not far away, Ma Xin stood quietly and listened. Even though he was extremely unwilling, it could only turn into a silent wail at this time.

"Boy, Mark Bass is right, she doesn't belong to you."

The black energy in his body began to talk to him in his heart again.

Ma Xin ignored him and just stood there quietly.

"That girl Ying Lingxi is very good. As the heir of nothingness, she may be able to help the Xin Yan in your body reach the level of the Creation Yan. Although it cannot reach the level of the top of the second sequence of gods, she can at least allow you to touch it. The threshold of the second sequence of gods.”

"I'm not going to take advantage of someone for this."

Ma Xin firmly rejected his idea.

"You don't reject me, and you don't think what I said is wrong. You just think it's despicable, right?"

The black energy seemed to read his thoughts.

"Boy, when you go out this time, you still haven't seen the essence of the world. It doesn't matter. You still have a lot of time. When you see the essence, you will realize that this world is unbearable."