Phoenix Destiny

Lu Mingshu went to Jingyiyuan with Yao Aunt.

Although there is not much oil and water to fish in the Jingyiyuan, it has always been the most prestigious department under the head. Its house is either recognized as a good new talent, or a veteran master with outstanding strength. For example, the original Liu Jizhen, the first person of the fifteenth generation, and the twenty-four-year-old out of the realm, no one can deny his bright future.

The current Jiu Yao Palace, after the goddess sacrifice, the elders of the deities have been sharply reduced. Today there are only a dozen people, and the position of this house is not enough to choose people.

After all, it is the Jingyiyuan, which represents the fighting power of the Jiu Yao Palace. If you choose a level of strength, is it not a joke?

If it was before, Yu Wenshi must fight for it, regardless of his qualifications or strength, he is qualified. But now the goal is different. In order to put Shao Zhengyang in the position of the head, he gave up the opportunity.

In the end, this house was in the hands of An Tongchen.

An Tongchen did not care that he was not in the hospital, but in the case that other candidates were not enough to serve the public, he finally accepted it. Liu Lin’s pulse has never been in dispute, and the strength of Antong’s dust is beyond doubt. Only when he is in this house, every part of the line will be completely relieved.

However, An Tongchen does not love the customs. Recently, Yu Wenshi was still pleasing to the eye. He didn't mind giving him a ladder. He called Shao Zhengyang to help.

Yao Auntie’s character at this level still does not need to be with the same dust. Lu Mingshu directly led her to Shao Zhengyang.

"Lu Shimei is relieved, I must tell her to make it clear." Shao Zhengyang should be down.

Yao Da Niang’s heart stunned, watching Lu Mingshu leave, pulling her sleeves and pleading: “Missy, slaves must know everything, and hope that Missy will give slaves a way to live.”

Lu Mingshu pulled back his sleeves and said with no expression: "As long as you complete your commitment, your request, I promised."

"Yes, yes." Yao Auntie is grateful to zero, "Slaves must be honestly confessed."

Lu Mingshu came out of the Jingyiyuan, looked up at the cloudless sky, and sighed softly.

Liu Jizhen was concealed by the Yu Wenshi, and he also tried to open the gap of Yao Aunt. Before she went to Zhou Miaoru, she already knew what Yao Auntie was saying.

Speaking of it, Zhou Miaoru is too thin. Yao Auntie wanted to take the martial arts. Zhou Miao did not take it seriously. She thought that her qualifications were impossible, and she did not give opportunities. Later, Yao Auntie wanted to find a good person to form a family. Zhou Miaoru felt that she would not do her best for her husband and children. Yao Auntie has been with Zhou Miaoru for more than 30 years. Apart from the superficial scenery and the abundance of money, nothing has been obtained.

Life without trust is terrible. Yao Auntie did not care for her, but she completely lost herself. If there is no chance, then there is a chance, and her heart will live.

After all, it’s still Zhou Ruying’s words that Zhou’s family is too selfish.

Yao Auntie’s request is not high. She hopes to settle in Jiuzhou and give her a place for the Jiu Yao Gong disciple to be reserved for future children.

......

Back to Bixi Valley, Hui Niang told her that Liu Jizhen really went out to visit friends.

Lu Mingshu smiled and was happy.

Master is finally willing to go out. In the case of abolished repairs, it is a last resort.

Hui Niang said again: "Right, the son said, he is in the heart of the heart, if you come back, go there and look for him."

Lu Mingshu frowned and complained: "What son is not a son? Calling so close!"

Hui Niang said: "Miss, you have a word, the cheap son of a thousand miles rushed to Nishikawa, and bothered to nurse the body of the hospital, but also healed the wounds of the elders. This human condition is real, even if you do not I like it, I can’t always give him a look, let’s score well.”

Lu Mingshu helpless: "Know it!" After thinking about it, I decided to go and see.

She knew in her heart that she couldn’t help others to like her, and she would look at her face without hesitation. Not to mention the emotional entanglements between them, Xie Lianzhen did a lot of things for her. However, this person has less debt and it does not matter. And as soon as she saw Xie Lianzhen, she couldn't make a good face.

Zhixinyan is a small rock protruding from the right rear of Tongtiange. It is suspended in the air, just enough to put a table and sit two people. It is suitable for two people to talk alone, so it is called Zhixinyan.

Xie Lianzhen liked it very much and said that the place was clean and far away. When it’s okay, there’s always a person lying there.

When Lu Mingshu got there, he saw Xie Lianzhen, who was sitting alone on the intimate rock. He put a piano case in front of him, with a guqin on it, and the case was still burning.

Guqin, burning incense, coupled with his son's romantic face, is really pleasing to the eye.

It is a pity that Lu Mingshu’s heart is not wavering, just a little, flying up.

"You are coming!" Seeing her, Xie Lianxi smiled.

"looking for me?"

"Nothing!" Xie Lian贞 dialed the strings. "I feel that you are too busy recently. I want you to come over and listen to the piano and relax."

"..."

"Sit down. I haven't played the piano for a long time, I don't know if I will be a hand." Xie Lianzhen said, while playing a few times, and then really pose and play.

The sound of the guqin, such as the empty valley, like the hermit, is not very compatible with his beautiful appearance.

But it is very strange, he played the piano, it is really quiet and elegant.

Playing and playing, I heard Lu Mingshu say: "Do you think that the Guqin is particularly boring?"

Xie Lian’s hand: “Well?”

“It’s too quiet to be too dusty,” she said.

Xie Lianzhen raised an eyebrow: "I don't like Guqin? What do you want to hear?"

"I want to hear anything?"

"You said it."

"That's good." Lu Mingshu smiled and revealed the shallow dimples on his cheeks. "I want to listen to the erhu."

"..."

Xie Lian bite his teeth and shouted: "Chang Hui!"

Xie Changhui did not know where it came from, and it appeared below: "In!"

Xie Lianzhen left the guqin to him: "Give me the erhu!"

"……Yes."

Lu Mingshu was stunned, but for a quarter of an hour, Xie Changhui appeared again, and he still had a erhu in his hand: "The son, the erhu is coming!"

Xie Lianzhen took over, twisted his brow and tweaked it - the action was quite familiar.

"You really will be erhu?"

Xie Lianzhen tweeted intently: "I don't know if you listen."

There was no chair on the rock, and he simply sat cross-legged. I tried a few notes first and then slowly pulled it up.

The tone of the erhu, especially adapted to the sadness, the atmosphere suddenly changed from dust to mourning.

Lu Mingshu originally wanted to laugh, looked at it, and actually couldn’t laugh.

It’s too good to be good, and pulling the erhu is also very good!

Xie Lianzhen was finished, and he was proud: "How? Good?"