The Road to Dominance in All Worlds, Starting from Brother Qiang

But it is said that Lin Ruomei fled angrily from Knocking Bamboo Mountain Residence.

After leaving the bamboo grove, she was so upset that she didn't look for the path, she just found a random direction and hurried away.

The cold wind hit the face like a knife, but it was nothing compared to the pain in my heart.

One knife, one knife, already dripping blood.

hatred?blame?

Thousands of years of searching, thousands of years of yearning, never imagined that what I saw today would be such a scene, Lin Ruomei really felt hatred and resentment in her heart.

Other people's children have been accompanied by their mother since childhood, but not long after losing their mother, even their father almost left him forever.

but……

Thoughts were churning endlessly, Rin Ruomei, who was in a daze, finally stopped when she saw a white plum tree in full bloom beside the road.

She likes Mei, and has liked it since she was a child.

Just like her name, Bai Xue never falls, as cold as a plum.

Because she is the princess of Tianjiang, the hope of everyone in Tianjiang, including her father.

So she must be strong and happy, just like the winter plums that bloom in this cold winter.

Even though, she lost her mother's love and care since she was a child.

Next to the plum tree is a stream that is about to dry up. On the stream, there is a broken bridge that has been in disrepair for a long time.

Lin Ruomei stood at the head of the Broken Bridge, feeling the cold wind, thinking quietly.

The dark clouds were getting thicker and thicker, and with the whistling of the north wind, the first snowflakes finally slowly fell from the sky.

Shakingly, it fell on the palm of Lin Ruomei's outstretched palm.

When the wind blows again, the falling plum petals are flying, sandwiched in the drifting snow, making it difficult to distinguish the difference between plum and snow.

Plum in snow, like snow but not snow, snow in plum, like plum but not plum.

The person standing in the wind, leaning on the edge of a broken bridge, watching the plum dancing in the sky, sighed softly.

Turning her head to look at the plum tree standing in the wind and snow beside the road, Rin Ruomei's eyes were blurred, and she didn't know what she was thinking about.

After waiting for a while, he suddenly raised his hand and pulled out the bamboo flute hanging from his waist, gently placed it on his lips, and played a melancholy, a sad song horizontally...

When Murong Bai followed Lin Ruomei's departing aura all the way, what he saw was exactly such a scene like in a painting.

He is not ignorant of temperament, and even because of his friendship with Prime Minister Xian a long time ago, his research on the way of temperament is enough to be called a master.

At this time, the sound of the flute came to his ears, and he could easily hear the entanglement and depression in Lin Ruomei's heart.

Looking at Rin Ruomei who was leaning against the bridge with snow falling all over her body without knowing it, Murong Bai secretly sighed, after all, she is a very miserable girl.

After thinking for a while, he sat down on a bluestone beside the road, and then waved his hand to cast a spell, turning into a table and a Guqin in front of him.

Flute music, piano sound, wind and snow, plum blossoms.

Beside this nameless broken bridge, blow the girl's thoughts and blow away the sadness in her heart...

The melody follows one's heart, so the melody is the least deceptive thing.

Murong Bai knows the past and future between Hongchen Shenmeng and Jipinjia, and also knows Lin Ruomei's lonely and helpless life experience.

So he not only understands Lin Ruomei's state of mind at the moment, but also knows how to persuade Lin Ruomei to let go of the resentment in her heart and go to Zhushanju together with him.

When the sound of the flute and the qin are harmonized, the wind remains the same, the snow remains the same, and the falling plums remain the same.

But people's hearts are already different.

"Master Leng, you're here."

At this time, although Lin Ruomei still had sadness on her face, at least her tone of voice when talking with Murong Bai had returned to her normal posture.

"En." Murong Bai nodded to her, and said with concern, "Do you feel better?"

Seeing that Lin Ruomei didn't answer, after thinking for a while, she continued to ask, "I happen to know something about the past between your mother and Jipinjia, but do you need me to tell you?"

Lin Ruomei raised her eyebrows lightly, and said with a sneer, "So that person is called Jipinjia."

She took a deep breath, suppressed the resentment floating in her heart, bowed her hands to Murong Bai, and thanked, "If that's the case, I'll be troubled and cold."

Murong Bai smiled and shook his head, "It's okay."

Afterwards, he told Lin Ruomei what he knew about the past between Jipinjia and Hongchen Shenmeng.

In particular, it focuses on Qi Seling's loneliness after leaving Tianjiang, her helplessness when she became a monk, and the cruelty of him living alone in the world when all the family members of the best family died.

Lin Ruomei is a person full of sensibility, of course, almost many girls are sensual.

Coupled with the embellishments hidden in Murong Bai's words, even though Murong Bai's story is still unfinished, on Rin Ruomei's face, the hatred that was originally full has weakened by most of it.

Seeing such a scene, Murong Bai finally heaved a sigh of relief, thinking that his wickedness this time was not in vain.

However, neither Hongchen Shenmeng nor Lin Ruomei knew this low sigh in his heart, so Murong Bai could only enjoy such achievements in his heart alone.

He couldn't help but let out a long breath, and while expelling the depression, he continued to say to Lin Ruomei, "As for the reason why your mother left you back then, I don't know, but I believe in the nature of blood, and flesh and blood are inseparable." , your mother must have unspeakable difficulties."

"Follow me back to the Zhushan Residence, and ask her in person."