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Di Nu thought hard about Song Xiang's whereabouts, and finally smiled awkwardly and said: "Master, please don't make things difficult for me..."

Then he sighed to himself and said, "Oh, it would be great if Miss Song could hear the music played by the young master!"

Qian Shuxing took out the music score "Ask Your Heart" that he had written from his chest. While reciting it silently in his heart, he asked the flute slave uncertainly: "Do you think Song Xiang will like it?"

Di Nu scratched her ears and cheeks for a while, then said decisively: "Miss Song will like it. She will not only like the young master's music score, but also like the young master as a person. If she dares to refuse the young master, I will have to convince her!"

Qian Shuxing gave a wry smile: "How are you going to convince her?"

"In our country of Dongling, it is considered unfilial for a girl to be fourteen and not marry. She has already reached the age of fourteen..."

Qian Shuxing said in a disappointed tone: "Didn't she bring that Mr. Feng home?"

Di Nu sighed and comforted Qian Shuxing: "The young master of the Feng family has neither a matchmaker nor a betrothal, how can you be so good to me? When the young master marries Miss Song, he will definitely be a real husband, and no one can compare with you!" "

"Sir, please sit down first. Let's see where Lao Tangtou went." Di Nu raised the curtain and went out. He saw a carriage coming in front. Song Xiang's personal servant, Taro, was sitting in the front of the carriage. He hurriedly let Lao Tangtou block it. .

When Taro saw this, he said displeasedly: "Whose carriage is blocking the front?"

Di Nu took the initiative to hold his hand and salute, and said without giving way to the Song family's carriage: "I wonder if Miss Song is in the carriage. Can I take a step to talk?"

Taro bowed slightly, returned the gift, and said with a hint of confusion: "My lady is here. This is not the place to talk. If you turn around, we will follow you!"

Di Nu asked Lao Tangtou to turn the car around, and then he got into the car and reported to Qian Shuxing: "Master, we are so lucky. The younger one just stopped Miss Song's carriage, and now she is following us!"

Qian Shuxing was overjoyed and told Di Nu: "Go to Xiyue Terrace outside the West City. There are few people there. I can still talk to Song Xiang!"

"Okay!" Di Nu saw that the young master's complexion had improved a lot, and he hurriedly shouted to Lao Tangtou: "Old Tangtou, go to Xiyue Terrace outside Xicheng!"

Along the way, there was a lot of traffic and people.

After leaving the city, the vegetation revived, and the sound of bells and chimes from the temple at the top of the west mountain could be heard in the distance.

Qian Shuxing and Song Xiang got off the carriage one after another and entered Xiyue Terrace one after another.

Qian Shuxing was wearing a crimson robe, his steps were frivolous, and his body was covered in cold sweat. He could only tighten his cloak to protect himself from the cold spring wind.

Seeing this, Song Xiang took a few steps forward and asked with a worried tone: "Why do you have to go out in the cold wind if you know you are not feeling well?"

When Qian Shuxing heard this, his heart felt sour, and his eyes suddenly turned red: "You didn't come to school today. Shuxing was worried, so he came out to take a look..."

"Song Xiang, I just want to ask, can my admiration for you be reciprocated?" As soon as these words came out, the grievances and fears of the past few days seemed to be vented, and the tears seemed to be broken, like beads. Smashed to the ground.

Song Xiang felt a pain in his heart and took out the handkerchief from his arms. He didn't care about the taboo of whether a man or a woman should kiss each other. He approached Qian Shuxing and wiped it gently, as if he were treating some rare treasure.

Qian Shuxing was stunned, and allowed Song Xiang to wipe his eyes carefully. He motionlessly traced the eyebrows and eyes of the person in front of him, reluctant to move even half an inch.

"Song Xiang..." Qian Shuxing opened his red lips and said sadly to the person in front of him: "I dreamed last night that you ignored me, kept pushing me away, and scolded me. I expressed my feelings to you, but you said that I Showing your face and openly flirting with girls is disrespectful..."

"After I was awakened, I hurriedly asked Di Nu to go to the school to inquire. Only then did I learn from the gatekeeper that you took leave today and did not enter school..."

"Song Xiang... Xiang Xiang... can I call you that?" Qian Shuxing said, feeling more and more aggrieved and crying even more, "Can you please stop pushing me away?"

"My heart can only accommodate you, I only admire you, Xiangxiang, please don't push me away anymore, okay..." Qian Shuxing sobbed, crying extremely pitifully, "Xiangxiang...how do you feel about me in your heart? Wuyi, can you tell me, if...if..."

"If you have no affection for me, then I will end my admiration, pack my luggage and return to Xuanyang Mansion. From now on, even though we are separated by mountains and rivers, I will not disturb Xiangxiang again!"

Song Xiang was stunned when she heard this. After wiping Qian Shuxing's tears, her heart ached even more. She looked at the attractive red lips in front of her and kissed them desperately.

"Well..." Qian Shuxing's eyes widened, full of shock, and then a surge of ecstasy rushed into his heart. He felt his heart beating very loudly, as if it was about to rise to his throat.

Song Xiang smiled. After confirming her intention, she put one hand around the waist of the person in front of her and pulled his head down with the other hand, deepening the kiss.

After a long time, Song Xiang let go of Qian Shuxing. He raised his neck, gasped secretly, and turned his face away from other places.

Song Xiang pursed his lips and teased him nonchalantly: "What? Are you shy?"

Qian Shuxing licked his lips, and his heart beat faster.

But then I thought about it: She's not shy, so why should I be so shy?

I wanted to think about it, but I couldn't control my expression at all.

So he asked with a face full of embarrassment: "Xiangxiang kissed me, can I understand that Xiangxiang also admires me?"

Qian Shuxing's eyes were clear and he faced Song Xiang straightly: "Xiangxiang, you will be responsible for me in the future..."

Song Xiang chuckled, suppressing his rapidly beating heart and said, "If you don't dislike me for being a poor scholar, then I will definitely live up to you."

"It's too late for me to be happy, how could I dislike it!"

After confirming his intention, Qian Shuxing was in a happy mood, and even his sick body seemed to be lighter: "Xiangxiang, I made a flute song for you called "Ask Your Heart", can I play it for you?"

Qian Shuxing took out the music score from his pocket and handed it over.

"You can also compose flute music?" Song Xiang was surprised. He took the lyrics from his hand and looked at it carefully.

I saw what was written on the rice paper: On the green waves of the smoke cage, I will follow the green waves far away. A glass of goose yellow wine will make me sad all day long. In my dream, the girl will stop the boat, and a pair of mandarin ducks will break up again.

When I come to stand on the river in the evening, I often see the solitary shadow, the clouds are gradually rising, the endless lovesickness, thousands of tears, thinking about the time, a side of green bamboo, asking you whether you admire me? Do you admire me? A side of green bamboo, ask me if you admire me? Do you admire me?

Qian Shuxing took out the flute from the silk bag at his waist, smiled at Song Xiang, picked up the flute, put it to his mouth and played...

Seeing this, Song Xiang also tried to hum the lyrics of "Ask Your Heart". Slowly, the two of them got into a good mood, singing in harmony, like a couple of gods and immortals.

After finishing the last sentence of Mu Wo Fu, Qian Shuxing put down his flute and looked at Song Xiang, his eyes as bright as stars.

"Xiangxiang, you sing so beautifully!"

Song Xiang smiled awkwardly, took the lyrics into his arms and said, "Just don't say that I ruined your music!"

Qian Shuxing put the flute back into the silk bag and said cautiously: "I...I was afraid that you would accuse me of racy words, so I didn't dare to show it to you..."