Chapter 228 Cold Frost

The atmosphere outside the cabin is a little strange. Through a door, no one can see the current situation of the owner of the house. Jiang Xia stared at the door closely, thinking that it would be opened the next moment.

The biggest unexpected gain in this Lily Valley is not to break through the sixth-order violinist, but to find the cold frost. Even if it is not completely certain, there are nine out of ten possibilities.

I don't know how long it took, the woman in the room kept silent. Yao'er explained it very clearly and thoroughly. Combined with the meaning of the word Duanqin, it was not a wife's yearning for her husband.

Xia Xiaonan, Xia Xiaodong and the four yin heroes still failed to understand the cause and effect of the matter. Even they didn't know that Zheshu's wife's name was Leng Shuang. How did Yaoer and General Xia know?

"Let's go! Zhe Shu, Leng Shuang, these two names are far away. No matter what you say, I won't see you. The sound in the room was a little trembling, which sounded particularly sad. At the same time, this also means that the other party has admitted that he is Leng Shuang, the wife of Zhe Shu, a seventh-order zither master.

Not only was Xia not frustrated, but she was deeply relieved. In addition to Yao'er, Xia Xiaonan and others couldn't help but feel confused. They all drove people away, and their performance was relaxed.

I saw Xia Qing easily open Xia Xiaonan's jade hand, and walked to Yaoer's side under the particularly puzzled eyes of several people. After communicating with her, she whispered to the house, "Mrs. Leng Shuang, I accidentally broke into the secret room under the dry well in the backyard of the city owner's mansion a few months ago. Where, I saw a trace of the lord of Zheshu City. The remnant soul.

"What?" The cold frost in the room exclaimed. Xia Xiaodong, Xia Xiaonan and the four yin heroes also began to recall the scene of seeing the wreckage of Zheshu in the city master's mansion.

"Impossible, impossible, he has been dead for 20 years, and even the strong man can't keep it for 20 years." Leng Shuang's mood can't hide her excitement, but she still doesn't want to believe what she said.

Not only did she not believe it, but also Xia Xiaonan and Xia Xiaodong couldn't believe it. Jiang Xia sighed gently and continued, "The Lord of Zheshu City attached his soul to the gathering tree. With his longing for you, he has survived for 20 years in order to see you again."

The voice paused, turned over with the palm of his hand, and took out a crystal clear memory crystal ball. "The Lord of Zheshu City has been waiting for you for 20 years, and told me to find you when his last remnant soul was about to dissipate. This memory crystal ball is also what he asked me to bring to you."

"Squeak!" The next moment, the closed wooden door opened, and a thin shadow appeared in everyone's sight.

It was a beautiful woman who looked twenty-five or twenty-six years old, with white skin, curved eyebrows and apricot eyes, and exquisite facial features. Her beauty was not inferior to that of beautiful women such as Yaoer and Xia Xiaonan. The most important thing is that the woman in front of her is at least 50 years old.

Several people present were sluggish for a while, and they all had an amazing feeling. The lonely cold window is bitter, the handsome beauty is lonely, and she is really a handsome beauty.

On the way, the other party is a seventh-order zither master, which is equivalent to the strong man of Emperor Wu. It is not surprising that he can retain his youth. However, if you want to be eternally young and not aging, only the legendary god of war can do it.

Leng Shuang did not notice everyone's expression, and her beautiful eyes stared at the memory crystal ball in Xia's hand. Stretching out his white and slender jade hands, his red lips trembled gently, "Give me, give me,"

Jiang Xia nodded. When he first saw the cold frost, he had an inexplicable sense of familiarity. This is because Zhe Shu also imprinted her appearance in her mind. Compared with 20 years ago, Cold Frost just lost a little weight.

Put the memory crystal ball on your hands. Cold frost carefully took it over, and the gentleness seemed to be touching her lover.

Then the force was injected into it, and the memory crystal ball emitted a soft white light, and the white light retreated. The original crystal clear sphere suddenly loomed one picture after another.

It was a scene of a beautiful young woman and a handsome man chasing a butterfly in a garden. The man's face is full of love. The woman's face was full of happy smiles.

Although the sound could not be heard, everyone present could feel the warmth of the two. Men are naturally philosophical books, and women are the cold frost in front of them.

The picture of the crystal ball danced and turned into a pavilion. The philosopher stroked the strings of the piano, and the cold frost danced with the piano. The elegant posture was like a beautiful butterfly.

Cold frost trembled her delicate body, tears soaked her eyelashes, broke through her eyes, and turned into tears falling down. The dusty memory hit her mind like a tide, turning into a little bit of missing.

The pictures in the crystal ball have changed one after another, which are the joy of Zheshu and Cold Frost. In every scene, the eyes of Zhe Shu are full of love and gentleness.

Jianxia's heart was stung fiercely. He thought of Meng Yu, the girl he loved the most in his heart. Once they were also very happy, but now they are separated by yin and yang.

The most painful thing in life is nothing more than life and death. Perhaps the person who left first is often happier than the person who stayed.

There were two tears on Xia Xiaonan's face, and even Xia Xiaodong and the four yin heroes' eyes turned red and wet the man's tears. Yao'er's surname is strong, and she rarely shows her true side in front of outsiders. When she witnessed the love between Zhe Shu and Leng Shuang, she couldn't help bursting into tears.

The picture of the memory crystal ball is changed one by one, ending again and again, and checking it over and over again. Leng Shuang's face was full of tears, and Chu Chu was touching. Anyone could feel her love for Zheshu, but it was the two people who loved each other. Why did the family break down and the yin and yang separated? What happened 20 years ago led to today's situation.

After a while, Leng Shuang's mood calmed down a little. Looking at the memory crystal ball in his hand, he seemed to see the philosophy book. The beautiful face shows the posture of a gentle wife.

Xia sighed gently and immediately said, "The Lord of Zheshu City has another sentence for me to tell you."

Leng Shuang quickly raised her head and looked at each other nervously. Yaoer, Xia Xiaonan, Xia Xiaodong and the four yin heroes were also slightly surprised. Jiang Xia's face was serious and her tone was full of tenderness.

"No matter what you miss, I only have love for you, no hatred."

In an eye, the tears that had just stopped by the cold frost broke through his eyes again, and his trembling right hand tightly covered his mouth and nose, and couldn't help whining.

This is the original words of Zhe Shu. Xia finally brought this sentence. The entrustment he gave to himself was completed, but there was no sense of relaxation in body and mind.

Everyone present was touched again, and Xia Xiaonan, Xia Xiaodong and the four yin heroes also understood. Twenty years, Zhe Shu has been waiting for 20 years, just to see his wife again and say a word to her.

Years don't let people go. Those who should leave will eventually leave, and no one can stay. When it was about to dissipate, he put his 20 years of waiting and missing on this teenager. But what happened 20 years ago? Why was the city lord's house killed and injured overnight? I'm afraid only Leng Shuang knew about this matter.

The cold frost in grief leaned against the door wall and cried extremely heartbreakingly. The memory crystal ball was tightly held in her arms, where there was her favorite person.

I don't know how long it took, the cold frost choked and gasped, calming the grief in my heart and erasing the tears on my face. Then he raised his bright eyes baptized with tears and looked at Jianxia. Thank you."

Xia slightly nodded and said nothing more. Leng Shuang calmed down, carefully put away the crystal ball, and then said, "What do you mean by coming to me?"

Leng Shuang naturally knew that before that, Jianxia and his party did not know their identity. If Yaoer hadn't finally cracked the meaning of the lyrics and songs, I'm afraid that General Xia would not know where the cold frost people are.

Xia Xiaonan and the four yin heroes behind him also walked in. Jiang Xia first looked at Yaoer beside him and praised the cleverness of the other party again. Then he hugged the cold frost with a solemn face and said, "Dare to ask Madam, do you know the whereabouts of the Aoyue Seven Strings?"

"It seems that I'm right. You are here for the proud moon lyre." There was not much surprise on Leng Shuang's face, as if she had already expected it.

Jing Xia couldn't help but be overjoyed. It seems that this proud moon lyre is indeed here with each other. However, the next problem is put in front of him again. Everyone knows how precious Ao Yueqin, the fifteenth on the Shenqin list, is. No matter how grateful the other party is, it is impossible to give such treasures to himself.

"This Ao Yueqin is here with me." Cold frost's wet eyelashes blinked gently, with a trace of doubt, "But I'm very confused. How can you find here? No one has known my whereabouts for 20 years."

"The boy dares not hide the wife of the city owner." Jiang Xia began to look for his parents, and then after visiting Zhan Tianyigua, he finally found here according to the clue of the other party's prompting of "broken piano injury". At the beginning, no one expected that it would be the wife of the owner of Chaojiao City who lived in seclusion here.

"So that's it, Zhantian's gossip is not well-known." The doubt in Leng Shuang's eyes dissipated, and the eyes looking at Xia became a little soft.

Jiang Xia's face was tense, his eyes were firm, his knees were bent, and he knelt in front of Leng Shuang. "Mrshuang, Mrs. Leng Shuang, please read the painstaking work below, and I sincerely ask you to give me the piano. I'm willing to exchange with you with the magic ukulele and the ghost crying gun.

"Boom!" Yaoer, Xia Xiaonan and others all shrank their pupils, as if they had been hit by lightning. I didn't expect that Xia would make such a decision. The magic five-stringed lyre and the ghost crying spear are exchanged for the Aoyue seven-stringed lyre. The most important thing is that the Aoyue seven-stringed lyre should be handed over to Zhan Tianyigua.

Xia Xiaodong, the four yin heroes are not shocked by the big hand of General Xia, but admire his filial piety. The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop, and the son wants to raise it but doesn't wait. This is what Jiang Xia is most afraid of.