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frost wood garden did not change anything because of this conversation, much less Tang Zi Qi. She still went to bed early and got up early and worked hard. Of course, this was just her boasting. In reality, there was nothing much to do in this garden. The natural rain was just right, the tree manure was not needed often, and the towering trees that could not be surrounded by a few people were unable to be pruned. Thus, her daily routine consisted of sweeping fallen leaves, practicing her swordsmanship, serving tea and delivering water to the old grandpa who was watching the woods. Although his eyes were blurry and his ears were deaf, his communication was not smooth, but his smile was still very loving.

There was a nursery in the garden, with a little fruit and vegetables, and people watching the garden could rely on themselves. There was no need for the trees to care for her, so she was content to plant vegetables in the garden. Grand Cloud Orchid Fruit, Red Boll Fruit … They were all plants with extremely short growth cycles. If he secretly used a bit of the secret technique to help them grow, they would be able to arrive at the table in about half a month.

The marmalade of red boll fruit is the most delicious. That night, she made a jar of jam and happily went to bed. The starlight shone on the rattan window, and everything seemed so leisurely that in the blink of an eye, she was about to fall asleep.

At some point in time, a song came through.

She suddenly regained her senses and listened attentively. A voice as clear as the moon came from afar. There was a kind of sadness in the silence. She listened in silence for a moment and recognized the sound of the flute, a tune vaguely familiar to her. She thought about today and suddenly felt sad.

She pushed open the window and jumped out. Lightly stepping onto the branch, she followed the sound to look for the song.

A moment later, she saw the person who had blown the tune. He leaned against the tallest branch of a evergreen tree, his wide moon-white robe hanging down and swaying in the wind. She raised her head and saw that this person's figure overlapped with the stars in the sky, floating out of the mundane world. To her, it was all familiar. She had seen one such person playing a flute in the middle of the sky under the starlight. Even the melody was the same one.

Sighing, she jumped onto the fallen branch and sat down beside him.

Xue Yin Shu finished his song, rolled up his sleeves, and did not notice the girl beside him, but instead looked at the low set of crescent moons.

"Do you miss her?" Tang Zi Qi asked softly.

Xue Yin Shu turned his face to the side slightly, and the gaze he looked at her with had a trace of fluctuation. He had come here every year to play this song, but it was the first time someone had come to his side at this time.

The woman's appearance on the battlefield seemed to have triggered some sort of invisible net. However, he wasn't sure whether or not she was an enemy or a friend.

But on this quiet night, the darkness outside was cut off. Even if he had another friend, it wouldn't be too extravagant, right?

Finally he said, "Do you know what day it is?"

Tang Zi Qi gazed into the distance, holding onto the branch while lightly swaying, "It was only after I saw you that I remembered you. Today is Queen of the Shredded Immortals's birthday."

"Very few people know my mother's birthday." Xue Yin Shu said quietly, "Because she never holds a birthday."

"Why?"

"These decades are not good years. In May and June, regardless of whether it is water sickness, drought or insect pests, they will all gradually show themselves. At this time, Mother was always busy arranging supplies and coordinating disaster relief efforts. How could she be in the mood for her birthday? " Xue Yin Shu slowly said, his tone revealing a sense of disappointment, "On this day, it's just asking me to play a tune for her."

His gaze was slightly lowered, as if he was recalling something. Tang Zi Qi could not help but say: "The song was taught to you by her, wasn't it?"

"Yeah." Xue Yin Shu was surprised that the woman beside him could guess so much, "She often plays this tune. I learned it when I was very young. "

"Very nice. I've heard it once. "

Xue Yin Shu was even more surprised. This song was written by his mother and never spread outside. After his mother's death, perhaps he was the only person in the world who could play the entire piece.

"Where have you heard that before?"

Tang Zi Qi did not answer, but said: "I heard, that she is a …. Very good, very good empress. "

"Is it not at all like the description of an empress? Sometimes I wish she wasn't a queen with a heart for the world. " Xue Yin Shu turned away and said quietly, "And she's only my mother."

His mother was a close and distant word for him. She had walked majestically down the long steps of the great hall, so that he, young and short, could not keep up with the hem of her dress; she had taken his hand on the deathbed, and whispered: "Listen, Little, the immortal has risen. It's time for you to take everyone flying. " Either way, she was always staring straight ahead, her eyes firm.

"Feather should soar to the heavens, and let Jiuzhou clear his mind." Queen of the Shredded Immortals's words have always been spread around. " Tang Zi Qi also looked into the distance, "But, I know that it must be very, very difficult."

He turned his head with some surprise, and the face of the girl before him shone softly in the starlight.

"Is it difficult?" "No one has ever told me that, not even my mother. She has always said that this isn't considered difficult at all. No matter how difficult it is, it can still be endured. "

"Actually, there are too many things that have nothing to do with difficulty or ease. It's just that I have to do them." She smiled slightly, her heart at ease. "Because I have something I have to do."

"For the Luna Sightseeing Pavilion?"

"No." Tang Zi Qi looked at him, "It's for myself."

Xue Yin Shu's heart was moved, he did not speak further, he meditated for a moment, then stood up and was about to leave.

"Xue Yin Shu, Luna Sightseeing Pavilion is not your enemy." she said behind him.

His figure paused, "You don't need to remind me of this. Don't forget, you're a forester right now. "

"Fine." "Then I'll just grow up here with a bunch of old trees."

As if he couldn't bear it anymore, Xue Yin Shu turned around with a smile on his face: "Or, Tang Zi Qi, follow me out of the palace tomorrow."

"Where are we going?"

Xue Yin Shu thought for a while and said: "Bi Mansion."

"The of the Dragon Sea, the Bi Mansion of the Hidden Beam?"

"Are there any other Bi Mansion in Qiu Ye Jing?"

As someone who had been paying attention to Xue Yin Shu for a long time, she was naturally familiar with him. The Schroeder's disease and the Beecher represented the interests of the Feather, and to a certain extent, they were also affecting the future of the Dragon King and Yi Chao. However, other than Bi Wen Xuan being lazy and unbridled, there were no other comments from the outside world …

"May I ask, why are we going to the Bi Mansion?" She did not hide her curiosity.

"Bi Wen Xuan said he wanted to ask for Luna Sightseeing Pavilion's help."

Tang Zi Qi raised his eyebrows. Although her identity was not considered to be a secret, it should not be revealed to outsiders so easily.

"Bi Wen Xuan is a very hateful person." After Xue Yin Shu said this, his eyes revealed a meaningful look.

After Bi Wen Xuan passed down the news to the woman who broke into the Bi Mansion, he naturally told her about Tang Zi Qi. Who would have thought that this person didn't even think about the deep meaning behind his words, and instead happily said: "She must be Yue Xiao Zhe. With Yue Xiao Zhe by your side, this is great, quickly quickly, let me borrow him! "

Bi Wen Xuan's requests that came out of his mouth were usually strange and strange. Originally, Xue Yin Shu had planned to ignore him, but tonight, without knowing why, she had the urge to say it out loud. It had been a long time since he had said something like this, based on his mood and his lack of plans. When he suddenly realized this, his heart actually felt a little happy.

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