035: Burn the smine into ashes

Is this the first kiss in your life?

In the next few days, Lu Ning saw two shadows quietly snuggling together in this quiet corner.

The grass and trees in the royal garden are the background of their laughter, playing and whispering, which makes them so warm and humane.

Yes, they will forget it... Long before South China Yongjia kissed his lips, there was already a person who branded his lips with all his affection. This is what flashed in Lu Ning's mind after Huanan Yongjia kissed him that day, but it was not the surprise and surprise caused by the kiss, but the confusion rising from the bottom of her heart. At that moment, she felt in a trance that this was not her first kiss, and why did the first person who kiss him disappear in her memory?

And every time I see them snuggling together on the thickest branches of the trees, there is a pain that can't be expressed in words.

Sometimes, the little man will cling to A Li's chest, hug his limbs, and sleep sweetly. A Li hugged her tightly, warmed her with her body temperature, and then gently combed her long hair with her slender fingers.

The night is dark, and everything is silent, and the cold wind wanders around. However, when they hugged each other, it was like a spring breeze, warm and comfortable.

Lv Ning finally knows why she likes to climb trees so much. In the following days, she often sneaks out of the palace, climbs on the trunk, and lies down to sleep. Or, it was wandering around in the imperial garden, so that as soon as Yongjia in South China could not find her, he led a large number of bodyguards to search in the palace, which shocked the three palaces and six courtyards, one after another, and the concubines of each palace were suffering.

It turned out that in the deepest part of her heart, she was looking for a corner that had been lost by herself. Where did she leave the face that was deeply engraved in her heart?

"Have you ever learned to play the piano?" That day, he asked her.

"That's natural!" She proudly stretched out her ten slender fingers and made a stroke of the piano. "How many lawyers have my father hired for me? None of them praised my talent and intelligence, which is unmatched."

The white and slender fingers are so ticking in the dark night, which is so itchy. He grabbed her hand, held it in the palm of his hand, and then smiled faintly, "I'll teach you a tune."

With that, he took out a silver flute from his arms, put it on his lips, and blew it gently.

The familiar melody echoed in the empty woods, but in an instant, the whole space covered by heaven and earth surrounded the green condensation, tightly grasping her heart and her soul, making it difficult for her to breathe.

"This song is so beautiful," she heard the little man ask intoxicatedly, "What does this song call for? How can it be so beautiful?"

"This song, which originally has no name, is a song that has been lost in the unknown ancient secrets of my hometown. Originally, it was used to comfort the souls who were displaced in the war. Later, because my master thought the song was too sad, he changed it to a few places and changed it to the current law, but it was a little more vast and cheerful. Because of the people who know this song, only me and the master will only teach you today. Under the world, only the three of us know. He said, stretched out his hand and gently squeezed her nose. However, since I taught you, I will have the same name as you.

Turning his head, he saw the clear spring where they first met. The moonlight poured down and shone on the surrounding scenery, and the sparkling light in the water rippled gently, reflecting the moonlight in the sky, as if it were as ethereal as a faint mist, as a dream.

"It's called "Fengbomeng"." His pale orange lips slowly rose and bent into a beautiful arc.

The Storm...

These three words got into Lu Ning's ear and gently fell into her heart. Obviously, it was a very light voice, but why did she always remember such a deep mark?

And why is he so beautiful in front of him? In the eyes of the little man, his smile, with indescribable beauty, made her heart pound, and she felt that everything around her was full of spring breeze-like warmth.

What makes your face shine like a star? In my world, in my heart, you are so perfect, so unforgettable...

The little man stretched out his slender finger, gently stroked his lips, and then approached. The tip of his nose gently pressed against his lips, closed her eyes and smelled the breath he exhaled by his breath. That was his smell. She sniffed deeply and wanted to imprint the smell in her heart and bring it back. No matter day or night, she could I can smell it, smell it, and I will never forget it.

He and she snuggled up quietly in the woods. A Li taught her this song, and then composed a harmony of this song "Feng Bo Wei" with a silver flute. The expressions on their faces were so happy and sweet.

The teenager did not know the feelings of sadness, and the teenager did not know it. However, she and he were already deeply attached to each other unconsciously.

"Previously, when those people of the 'Red Hall' came to chase me, the flute sound you played was the harmony of "The Storm", right?" Green stared at the pair of little figures and asked quietly.

In this open place, except for the green condensation, you can't see anyone else. However, she finally asked like this. She neither looked back nor looked around. She just asked quietly, silently and quietly. Although she asked, she didn't seem to expect an answer. As if she were asking herself, she muttered and continued, "Did you use this harmony to practice? The so-called poison cup that specializes in the deep emotions in people's hearts is so cruel and terrible. Is this kind of pain also what you have endured? No wonder, when I heard it at that time, I would be stunned by the shock of being familiar to the depths of my soul. But it turns out that... that's the harmony you composed. Ah Li, Ah Li, what on earth have you hidden? Is the reason why you don't want to tell me or face it? A Li, you..."

However, no matter how Lv Ning inquired and answered her, there was only the silent silence around her and the song "Feng Bo Wei" played by two people...

Everyone said that it was an immortal who cherished the talented rhythmic posture of Princess Lv Ning. Professor Fang was in her first song, but the extremely difficult rhythm was played by ordinary people without blessing. But I didn't know that this fairy used all his heart, all his love and all his strength to teach Princess Lvning. Since then, he has no temperature and no strength to start all over again...

Fireworks are beautiful, but they can only bloom the most beautiful dazzling once in their lives. Since then, they have burned into ashes.