C49

This year's Wind Soaring Codex was especially grand, with an extraordinary significance to Qiu Ye Jing.

The silent confrontation between the Qingdu and Qiu Ye Jing for many years had finally reached a turning point. There might be games, checks and balances, flattery and disobedience, but no matter what, the most outstanding Yu Ren among the Jiuzhou s, Wind Soaring Codex was standing on Qiu Ye Jing's Silver Sky Tower this day.

When he flapped his wings and went up, Xue Yin Shu could not help but feel thousands of emotions.

He directly pierced through the clouds and reached the tower. The most noble people in the entire Feather were waiting for him to lead them into the sky. And below the tower, thousands upon thousands of Jiuzhou citizens will bow down in worship. On this day, the top of the tower was the peak of the world.

When he arrived at the top of the tower, all of the Yu Ren in line flapped his wings. They formed their wings, but did not take off. Instead, they lowered their heads and flapped their huge wings to show their respect. This was a formality that could only be performed by Fu Yu and only be used before Wind Soaring Codex.

There were so many different shapes, but all of them were equally elegant. With a flutter of their wings, they created a gorgeous wave of light. At the very top of the light wave was the handsome man from Feather with a luxurious temperament, floating in the middle of the Wings of Condensation.

With how young he was, compared to the hundred years of life Feather had, he was practically a child. He was so mature, and his eyes were sharp and wise, as if he could see through everything.

His long hair fluttered in the wind as he calmly accepted the worship of the nobles. And beneath the tower was his city, his world, and his Jiuzhou.

He could overlook the entire Qiu Ye Jing, and his gaze could even extend out of the city, past the Golden River, past the Qing Liang Mountain, and into the endless distance.

However, regardless of whether it was a bold chest or a slightly despondent loneliness, he didn't have the time to experience it in detail. With the voice of the ceremonial officer, he began to lead the nobles, offering sacrifices to the heavens and praying.

The traditional etiquette of the Feather was solemn and complex. At this moment, all of the ritual officers who came from the Board of Rites began to chant in unison. Amidst the sacred song, the Swallow Flower, which symbolized luck, flew up and used its brilliance to decorate the top of Silver Sky Tower till it shone. The song was long and melodious, as if it had been transmitted from ancient times, carrying with it a power that could shock the hearts of those who heard it. No matter how mischievous this youth was, at this moment, everyone was quietly listening and feeling the glory that came from the depths of the Feather's bloodline.

After the ceremony ended, the moon rose.

The youngsters at the top of the tower were eager to give it a try. To them, the only reason they were waiting for Yue Ming was to celebrate together with the Feather. Their wings were already impatient, wanting to embrace the moon and begin a wild feast.

Of course, there was another reason why they were especially excited this year, and it was because the Crown Prince had given them a good prize.

A few days ago, he had received news that on this trip to Wind Soaring Codex, Yu Ren, who flew the longest, would be rewarded with a treasure.

Those who wanted to win this prize had to stop at the Venerable family encampment in Northern Forest after the Wind Soaring Codex was finished. The last person to land there will receive the final reward. The young Yu Ren had been inquiring about it from others these days and heard that the treasure was called "Floating Spindle Armor". Some say it is invulnerable, others that it is as light as silk. In short, although Yu Ren and the others found the prize to be a piece of armor a little strange, they were still excited about it. The prize was not important at all, the glory of the Royal Wind Soaring Codex was enough for a noble family disciple to show off for ten years.

Xue Yin Shu sprinkled the last remaining wine on the bright moon. At this time when the moonlight was at its peak, his wings were at least ten feet wide and glittered brightly, as if they could compete with the bright moon. With a gentle leap, he flew towards the bright moon. Behind him, over a hundred of the most talented youths of Feather scattered towards the night sky at the same time.

Not only that, at this moment, Qiu Ye Jing's entire body was flying. Their unfurled wings glowed like the stars, making the quiet night sky gorgeous and enchanting. As for the races on the ground, they could only raise their heads and look towards the distant Feather, watching them soar in the sky and look down at everyone.

Once they took off, every single one of them would be free. Forgetting their status and status, everyone was free to enjoy the annual joy. There were men and women who had engaged each other's lives to travel together, and there were also passionate youths competing their speed. Of course, there were even more Yu Ren who were carefree and unrestrained, gracefully gliding just to feel the bright moon.

Xue Yin Shu watched as one Yu Ren after another passed by him with a smile. Although this kind of flight wasn't really something he needed as a feather, he still felt a deep sense of pride and happiness on this special day, watching the Yu Ren s soaring in the sky.

However, this kind of happiness also had a little flaw. In the eyes of others, as an Imperial Protector, he wielded great power and a hand that could cover the entire sky. But at the same time, he had many constraints and many uneasiness. The hidden troubles of the Luna Sightseeing Pavilion, the undercurrents of the retrograde migratory sea, the ambitions of the Yuezhou, the insolence of the pirates … Only on this night could he temporarily let go of all his worries and focus on the bright moon.

He flew aimlessly for a long time, but there was no one else around. This night of revelry was very quiet for him. Right now, it was already less than half full and Yu Ren who had a weaker mental strength might even have landed on the ground. He thought about it and decided to go back.

On the way, he thought about that He Luo. Ba Qi Lu should have been there during the take-off ceremony, but he was too busy and did not have the spare time to pay attention to this distinguished guest who specially came to spectate. After Yu Ren and the others flew away, it seemed like going down to the tower would also be a problem. But then again, he originally wanted to find someone to bring Ba Qi Lu up, but that He Luo firmly refused. Since he was able to go up by himself, it shouldn't be too difficult for him to go down.

As he let his imagination run wild, he had unknowingly arrived in the skies above Extreme Heaven City.

There were no signs of anyone in the skies of the Extreme Heaven City. This was a convention that was made by the common people. Even if it was the night of take-off, ordinary people would still deliberately avoid this imperial palace. He slowly descended. The area under his feet should be the Grand Cloud Platform.

Where his mother had lived. How many take-off nights in her infancy had she brought him to land here?

He suddenly saw a figure.

Tang Zi Qi was dressed in an aqua green robe, floating above the Cloud Flower Main Hall. Her wide, light sleeves swung open, reflecting the faint light from her wings, accentuating her graceful figure. He recognized her as soon as he saw her back.

She was here. He smiled and was about to fly forward.

But he stopped suddenly, because she turned her head slightly.

He saw that there was no expression on her face. Under the moonlight, her face was as white and cold as jade. She stayed there with her eyes closed. She probably didn't see him. But for some reason, a voice resounded in his heart.

She was not Tang Zi Qi.

She was her, but not her. He was only several tens of feet away from her, yet he had the feeling that they were separated by heaven and earth.

She put a quill in her sleeve, put it to her mouth, and began to play.

The moment the first melody sounded out, he immediately knew what kind of melody it was. Returning Goose, a tune that he had memorized since childhood. When she was alive, she was tired, so she loved to listen to this song. And after she passed away, he would also go to frost wood garden on her birthday to play this《 Returning Swallow Melody》.

At this moment, the melody that Tang Zi Qi was playing was slightly different from what he had always known. It was only a twist of one or two notes, but the sadness in the melody had completely dissipated. At the end, the originally soft and gentle end became a single, gorgeous voice. It abruptly rose up, becoming extremely sharp and threatening. Finally, it became extremely desolate.

Xue Yin Shu was stuck on this tune. He recalled that in the frost wood garden, she had said that she had heard this song once. She was not particularly good at music, so it was impossible for her to learn to play it after listening to him play it again, and to give it such conversion and sublimation. So who was she? Who was she?!

After the song ended, Tang Zi Qi silently looked down at the stage for a moment, waved his sleeves, and gradually rose up, leaving his line of sight.

He didn't have the courage to step forward and stop her.

As he landed on the Cloud Flower platform, he felt that his heart was filled with emptiness, yet he didn't know where he should go. He composed himself and saw that the main hall of the Grand Cloud Platform was just in front.

The main hall of the Grand Cloud Platform had been sealed off since the death of Viola. No one dared to move against it. At this moment, in the garden in front of the palace, a white-haired old maid was drinking by herself at a wooden table.

Xue Yin Shu recognized that she was Jade Shardt who had been serving her mother the entire time. She was enjoying herself now.

He approached her. "Grandma Sai, aren't you participating in the Wind Soaring Codex?"

"Eh, Your Highness?" The white-haired old maid stood up, and said in a slightly surprised tone, "I am old, and can't fly anymore. The youths are still crazy right now, why aren't they going to Your Highness? "

Xue Yin Shu laughed, "I don't know why, but I feel like mother now."

Yu Se nodded, and said with a hint of sadness, "The empress left too early. If she's still here... "

"Granny Sai," Xue Yin Shu interrupted her. "Do you still remember the 'Song of the Returning Swallow' that Mother wrote?"

"This, of course I remember."

"I heard someone play it today. It's not the same as what my mother played me." Xue Yin Shu sat down, "I never thought that this tune would be played to such an extent."

"Is there anyone else in the palace who can play this song?" "But it's a different version. I've heard it."

"Oh?" Xue Yin Shu stared at her, "The《 Returning Wild Goose Song》 was written by my mother. Didn't she casually write it when I was young just to please her?"

Yu Se suddenly felt a bit awkward. His gaze made it hard for him to breathe. After mumbling for a while, he finally said, "It's been so long. You know it doesn't matter anymore, right?" The Song of the Returning Geese was actually not written by the Empress, but by the late eldest prince. "I once heard that child blow it once. It's very different from what the empress taught you later on …" "You … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you … you ….

He paused. When she saw that Xue Yin Shu's face was covered in a layer of frost, she unconsciously took a step back. "Your Highness …"

"Eldest Prince, Eldest Prince Xue Yong Ze, right?" He was close to talking to himself.

Yu Se nodded her head, at a loss of what to do. Xue Yin Shu's expression made her afraid. His heart felt as if it was being torn apart by this sentence, and a cold chill spread through his entire body. He was silent for a long time, but it was only a moment. Then, he stood up, raised the wine jug on the table and poured it into his mouth. Then, he slammed the jug against the fence and kicked over the short stool.

In the next moment, the light on his shoulder intensified, and he once again shot up into the sky.

Only when he was blown by the cold wind in the sky did he calm down a bit. Only then did his heart become boundless.

He thought that the Luna Sightseeing Pavilion was the dark clouds of the Empire. He thought that he was fighting against Xue Xiao Yi who did not care about the worldly matters. He did not know that everything about him was actually shrouded in that person's shadow.

His mother was so preoccupied with that person, and the girl he loved belonged to that person as well.

He should have long since guessed that Tang Zi Qi belonged to Xue Yong Ze. She did not belong to the Luna Sightseeing Pavilion, she did not belong to the authority of the Feather Emperor, but she belonged to Xue Yong Ze alone.