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There was a pavilion in the Azure Province, and within the pavilion there was a parasol tree. There was a phoenix resting within, and it would occasionally cry. As a result, this pavilion was known as the Phoenix Cry Pavilion.

Of course, this was just a gimmick added by the Phoenix Cry Pavilion in order to attract scholarly people.

However, the phoenix cry would frequently come from here. Of course, this was not the phoenix cry, but the zither cry that lingered around the beam.

Every day, the Phoenix Cry Pavilion would let out a melodious sound, causing many people who liked the sound to stand back and watch from the sidelines.

After the rebellion in the Azure Province was reversed, the zither music that should have been played happily instead, the zither music of the Phoenix Cry Pavilion's great master played the music on his back day and night, causing him to be unable to stop himself from crying.

The people of White City said that the lover of the Zither Master had died in this rebellion, so they played only sad music.

If they died on the battlefield, they would at least end up in a pile of corpses.

But her father? She died in Dingbei without a complete corpse. She didn't even have the chance to burn incense to pay respects.

She lightly fiddled with the strings a few times, and after tuning her notes, she placed her hands on the Flying Spring Zither. She began to play the zither, and as she played with her fingers, the zither made a sound that was like the sound of nature.

"Phoenix Cry Pavilion is playing the zither again! It's Huang Ying Yin!"

Hearing the familiar and cheerful song from the Phoenix Cry Pavilion, all the scholars and scholars in White City seemed to have become lively once more. The news spread like wildfire and spread like wildfire, telling everyone the good news.

Before they arrived, the short and cheerful Huang Yingying had stopped chirping.

After Plum Blossom finished strumming the last string, she gently placed her hands on the zither, casting a glance at the youth who had been watching from a distance for a long time. Her slender and beautiful hands trembled, her voice trembling with excitement.

"This is my father's corpse?"

On the opposite side of the wall, Li Ye, who had some stubble on his face and looked old, nodded and jumped down from the wall. He carefully held the small square box in his hand.

Before Li Ye had even entered, Mei Qinglian had already rushed forward and snatched the box from Li Ye's hands. She already knew what was inside the box before she even opened the box.

She held the box tightly and trembled all over. Tears rolled down her face. She looked at Li Ye and choked with sobs. "What did the Imperial Court say?"

"The imperial government?" Li Ye chuckled, took the jug of wine from his waist, and drank from it in big gulps, "The court said he is very good. It's a loyal person! "

This corpse was not retrieved by the imperial government. It was dug out by Li Ye inch by inch from the soil of Dingbei's cemetery.

A dead flying fish was of no use to the imperial government!

Not to mention that the flying fish was hidden in the owl. Other than a few people who knew his identity, no one else knew. How could such a spy be worthy of the court's costly search for his corpse?

Li Ye secretly hid his hands behind his back so that Mei Qing Lian would not notice the abnormality of his hands.

However, Li Ye's subtle movements couldn't escape Mei Qinglian's sharp eyes. Her pupils slightly contracted as she saw the wound on Li Ye's hand. She bit her lips and was hesitant to speak.

Seeing that the person in front of him did not say anything, Li Ye did not stay any longer. He hid his hands in his sleeves, and with a tap of his toes, he flew away, under Mei Qinglian's gaze.

"Li Ye, thank you!" Seeing Li Ye's figure gradually disappearing, Mei Qing could no longer suppress her emotions and could not help but shout out to Li Ye.

Li Ye killing his own father was unforgivable, but if Li Ye were to go to Dingbei City alone to find his father's corpse, it would be a completely different story. Hatred was hatred, and kindness was kindness.

Mei Qing Lian had always been clear on these points. However, that person was not necessarily clear.

"… …"

Second Sister Wang." A bowl of wontons, without onions!

"The wontons are no longer for sale here!" Second Sister Wang sat slumped in her chair, staring blankly ahead. She was waiting for someone who would never come home.

Li Ye looked at Second Sister Wang in silence. He realized that this middle-aged woman was much thinner than the last time he had seen her. Her face was sallow and haggard. Looking at the familiar people, he could not help but tremble.

He realized that he did not have the courage to face this ordinary peasant woman, but he still mustered his courage and slowly walked a few steps forward. He said softly, "Second Sister Wang …"

"I already said that I'm not selling wontons, are you bored …" "Ye Zi!" Second Sister-in-Law Wang's previously lifeless pale face suddenly turned a little bit more lively. Her face turned a little more red as she excitedly shouted at Li Ye: "Ye! "Why have you changed so much that your beard has grown out, causing second sister to almost be unable to recognize you!"

"If you hadn't come earlier, Second Sister wouldn't have sold wontons!" While talking, Second Aunt Wang's ruddy cheeks slowly turned pale again. Her voice became choked with sobs as she muttered, "Your Second Brother Wang … I won't be able to come back! "

These words made Li Ye tremble all over. His steps into the restaurant were a little shaky and he almost fell to the ground.

"Yanzi, what's wrong?" Second Sister-in-Law Wang asked in concern when she saw that Li Ye had almost fallen.

Li Ye shook his head and sat down on his seat. He didn't say anything and looked at Second Sister Wang guiltily. He walked to the kitchen and saw that the fire on the stove was gone. It was covered with dust.

Li Ye touched the dust on the stove with a sad look on his face and pursed his lips. Ignoring the mess on the stove, he blew the dust on it, arranged the cooking utensils neatly, washed his hands, and began to knead dough in the kitchen.

A ball of flour and a rolling pin seemed to come to life in Li Ye's hand. They were agile and varied, and a small ball of dough turned into tiny wontons.

Soon, Li Ye was done with everything. He picked up a bowl of wontons and slowly walked in front of Second Sister-in-Law Wang. He placed the bowl of scallion free wontons in front of Second Sister-in-Law Wang.

"Second sister in law, after eating wontons from you for so long, try my wontons as well!" Li Ye mumbled.

Second Sister Wang nodded in astonishment and took the chopsticks to eat the wonton. The wonton tasted just as good as the one Li Ye had eaten, but the more she ate, the more sad she became.

The taste had not changed, but the person had already changed!

"Second sister in law, it's really hard for you to be like this, second brother!" Her words were said by someone who had killed her husband with his own hands, so it was better not to say it out loud. But after a moment of patience, Li Ye took out the money he had saved up for a long time and handed it all over to his second sister-in-law.

"What are you doing?" Second Wife Wang held the money in her hands, somewhat astonished.

Li Ye explained with a smile, "This is the money we, Owl, have prepared for Second Brother to settle his family! We won't let second brother get worried under the Yellow Springs! "

"You!" Second Sister-in-Law Wang saved up the family's money and was unable to say a single word.