The Prince of the World Chapter 439: Mystery of Origin
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Chapter 439 The Mystery of Origin
"Miss, you'd better go with me just now. Then the cousin He is born with a charm! Before that, I had never been like this when I saw a man So drunk! I found myself staying there. The moment he flew down, I knew that my eyes were following him, but I couldn’t feel my heartbeat or the sound next to me. I just feel that there is only that white ball of snow in the world..."
"Xiaoya." Feng Yuchen interrupted Xiao Li, her voice flat and terrifying.
"Did you fall in love with him?" It sounded like asking and answering, and she knew the answer. This is not how I felt before.
Xiao Li stood on the spot, clasped her hands together, clutched the ribbon on her chest tightly, and lowered her head shyly.
Feng Yuchen admitted that at the moment Xiao Li went to see He Jiyang with joy, she had such a worry in the deepest part of her heart, but she never expected that the same plot would be staged again, but this Changed the protagonist once!
A sense of powerlessness suddenly struck Feng Yuchen's heart, and the familiar scene once again appeared in his mind in a daze.
The west courtyard was smeared with gray all over his eyes. The neglected young lady from the Feng Family in the attic, with the joy and innocence of the young girl, put on her only set of clothes, not so gorgeous, but made her the most beautiful angel in the world at that moment! Regardless of saying goodbye to his little maid, she quietly flowed to a corner of the Feng Mansion gate. Looking at the gate, his father hugged and hugged his sisters and waited at the gate happily, welcoming the arrival of a legend. Her heart was full of tingling sensations, until that moment snow fluttered all over the sky, and he appeared in her eyes like a savior. From that moment on, the girl's heart was filled with a person named Huang Qingyue!
Feng Yuchen forcibly interrupted her memories, she didn't want to relive it again, thinking that the past would have a blood-red ending like a manjusawa! This is her fate!
The work in hand stopped. Feng Yuchen Lian moves slightly, and gently removes his ice cold jade flute from the flute frame next to it
Sakura lips lightly attach the air vent. I can't see any changes, I can only feel the curling breeze that greets the rhyme, curling through the rhythm of the snowman dance, stretching the willow silk in the dusty temples, and I can't see the flying flies in the sky, like fire. Follow the guidance of the gods at the end of the road to the suffering souls! Bring this exquisite music to the endless distance. At this moment, the lush branches of the treetops of the West Yard had a few snow migratory birds. This kind of bird that only lives in the snowy plains of the extreme north stopped here inexplicably, seeming to be attracted by this smart music. .
The wind bath dust on the attic was paved again in gray. The same attic, the same piece of Broken Bridge Flying Snow, without the despair and heat from the depths of the soul! There is no nostalgia and sentiment for that cluster of flames, without the snowy migratory birds with branches, and there are only the fantasies of the miserable lady who has been left out in the wealthy compound about her lover!
The sound of the flute still hasn’t stopped. Gradually, there are more and more migratory birds in the snow. Under the bright sunshine of the Huayang, they feel the smell of snowflakes from the flute, and they can’t stop tapping. With wings.
The few maids in the west courtyard couldn't help putting down their work at this moment, and walked into the world of snowflakes dancing together.
The lingering sounds, the cause of the past life, and the fruit of the later life seem to be superimposed again, but in this life, it is destined to be controlled by the wind and the dust!
Feng Yuchen was originally moved by Xiao Li. He inadvertently recalled the various past lives and used the flute sound for a while, but he did not expect that the distant place of the grand feast of the bell would also resonate.
It was at this moment that Yan Li in the sea of memory suddenly felt an extremely familiar aura, it was the aura of Long Ziyue. At the same time, he vaguely saw Feng Yuchen above his head, unexpectedly unexpectedly. Flew out of Long Ziyue's faint face! It is the trace of true soul origin of Wanyuan's mother body!
However, just as Yan Li was about to grasp that trace of origin, the light and shadow flew abruptly to a farther place with the sound of the flute! Yan Li immediately explored the source of the soul, and followed the sound wave all the way, until the trace of the source completely disappeared in the open-air square behind the inner hall.
"It seems that I can only continue to wait here!" Yan Chengzhong thought like this, and could only continue to feel the space fragments that took place in this square. In a sense, Yan Li entered the real space of this period of time following the memories of the wind and bathing dust, but left his true body in the sea of memory, while the soul origin actually exists here! This is exactly why Lao Long reminded him that he would be dangerous!
The place where Fengfu entertains guests is not in the inner hall, but in an open-air square surrounded by artificial rockeries. It is surrounded by artificial flowers and trees, and in the middle is a very spacious open space, which can cater for dozens of people to eat and enjoy singing and dancing. The visit of the seat is also very elegant, it is entirely the courtesy of the princes and noble families.
In the middle is naturally the seat of the owner Feng Zhiheng. The first seat on the right from below him is the position of He Jiyang at this moment. Next are He Jiyang's two personal bodyguards, and on the opposite side are the ladies of the Feng Family.
An open space in the middle of the crowd is reserved for people performing in the middle of the banquet. Now that the banquet has begun, He Jiyang chatted with Feng Zhiheng and Miss Zhong without a word, toasting and drinking from time to time, and the atmosphere was not bad.
He Jiyang raised his cup like this to meet Feng Zhiheng, who was sitting next to him, and his expression became solemn.
"Uncle Feng, it’s true that I can’t visit the house in person because my father’s retreat for many days. My nephew came to Feng Mansion this time mainly because of my father’s entrustment to discuss briefly with Uncle Feng about the pilgrimage meeting in a few days’ time. Matters. This pilgrimage meeting is held every three years. As one of the top wealthies in the Huoyang country, the Feng family will be regarded as a guest of honor. Our Nanjun He family has made contributions to the protection of the royal city in the past three years. I believe that Uncle Feng should I have heard that my nephew inherited the meaning of my father’s father. I have nothing else to think about. I just want to be bothered by the wind and uncles who are beautiful in front of the emperor. Perhaps it will be of great benefit to the development of the powers of the royal city in the future! The rapid rise of foreign forces, if the fundamental power of the royal city is not consolidated and strengthened again, it may not be a good thing for the entire Huoyang country in the future! I wonder if Uncle Feng what do you think?"
Feng Zhiheng is naturally aware of He Jiyang’s intentions. Judging from the situation of Huoyang Country, He Jiyang’s suggestion is indeed the best strategy. As one of the core forces of Wangcheng, his Feng Family naturally has this aspect. Prone to cooperation!
"Hehe, such a good plan of nephew is in the heart of the old man. I believe that his great joining in Nichinan will be the most solid force in the royal city! Nephew Jin Yuxian, your sister Yuxuan has heard that you want When I came to the mansion, I deliberately contacted her famous work at home for a long time. I pestered me every day to let her perform it to you. Taking advantage of the excitement at the banquet, I asked her to show her ugliness and be your nephew. It's fun!" Feng Zhiheng has already been drinking for three rounds at this moment, and he has said very clearly, so he led the words elsewhere.
"Hehe, my nephew has been longing for a long time. I am fortunate to see this neon butterfly dance today. I have nothing to ask for!" He Jiyang saw that the cooperation was just around the corner, and the folding fan in his hand was supported, and his hair was fluttering and unrestrained. The posture really has the charm of overwhelming sentient beings. The girls on the other side looked straight.
Feng Yuxuan Shicai had already left the stage and changed her clothes, and after the show was over, she appeared again.
I don't know which direction it came from, a figure in colorful clothes dancing in the wind appeared in front of everyone. The aura shines in front of him, holding Feng Yuxuan in the air. She was as light as a swallow, her shadow moved with the wind, and in just a few breaths, she flew down from the treetops in the distance. With her graceful posture and this costume, she is like a colorful butterfly dancing in the wind. The long sleeves are fluttering, and the skirt is waving to release the splendor of spring flowers and autumn moons. The stunning dance poses even a talent like He Jiyang is deeply attracted.
The dance gave up, and the audience applauded. This dance immediately pushed the atmosphere of the banquet to the Gaochao Dynasty. It was also very happy in Feng Zhiheng's eyes.
"Come on, sage nephew and uncle respect!" He Jiyang raised his hand to raise his glass, smiled at Feng Zhiheng, and bowed. Then he looked at the field and bowed to the charming Feng Yuxuan. Feng Yuxuan seemed to have seized the opportunity and put on an affectionate look. What a character He Jiyang, one can tell at a glance that this Miss Feng Jia is definitely not a good man and a believer!
While he was toasting and pre-drinking, his heartstring throbbed inexplicably and stopped the wine glass held in mid-air.
Everyone in the field saw He Jiyang frowning slightly. As he calmed down, all the noisy voices disappeared for a while. A burst of breathtaking and affectionate Xiaoyin reached everyone's ears. Almost at the same moment, everyone was silent there, including Feng Yuxuan in the center of the field, all being drawn elsewhere by this Xiaoyin.
He Jiyang was the first to regain consciousness. But at this moment, the purple light in his eyes became brighter than ever before
"What a song on Broken Bridge and Flying Snow! I didn't expect that there would be someone in the world who could produce such a beautiful flute sound! The original meaning of this song was a woman's miss for her lover, it should be a kind of joyful tone, no I thought that this person could interpret it with a feeling full of sadness! Dare to ask uncle, is this person also in the house?"
Feng Zhiheng saw the charm of the young Master He’s eyes, and he just nodded lightly and said: "That's your other cousin, Feng Yuchen, my more restrained daughter."
"Great! Please take my nephew to take a look! My nephew loves piano and flute and instrument. I have never heard such a good song in Southern County! Please also uncle to complete it!" He Jiyang said in a tone. His calmness no longer exists at this moment!
If it weren't for Ke Ren's house, I'm afraid he would have rushed past a few moves! Such a beautiful rhythm is undoubtedly the most precious thing in the world for He Jiyang, he just wants to listen more closely.
Feng Zhiheng wanted to divert the topic, and the ladies around him were also giving him a wink, but he didn't realize that the sound of the Xiaoyin didn't stop, and he had no choice but to think about it. After all, he had nothing else to do It’s okay to just appreciate it up close.
"Well, good nephews go with me." After Feng Zhiheng said, he led He Jiyang to the west courtyard along with all his family members.
Feng Yuxuan, who followed at the end, grabbed Feng Qingyin, who followed in front.
"The dead girl in Yuchen, who happened to be making a fuss at this time, broke the good thing of this young lady!" A cold light flashed in Feng Yuxuan's eyes.
"Uh, then what do you say, Yu Xuan, daddy and the others are there right now, and Master He has indicated that they want to go and see, what else can we do? I think you should be clean, don’t make anything. Trouble is coming!" Feng Qingyi didn't have Fan Hun at the moment.
Although she is not too smart, she can still see the height of her brows~IndoMTL.com~ Right now her dad is there. If anything messes up, it will be a big trouble!
Feng Yuxuan looked at Feng Qingyi's panic, and felt frustrated, but just let Feng Yuchen blatantly ** his lover, Feng Yuxuan definitely couldn't take this breath away. With a change of mind, count on the mind.
As he gets closer and closer to the West Courtyard, He Jiyang only feels that his turbulent heart can no longer be controlled. He really can't help but ensemble with the master of the flute, but he is more speculating about this The heart of the master of Xiaosheng! Even if she is astute about how to continue the sun, she is totally unable to capture the woman's inner thoughts at this moment!
No one knows that the flute is still that flute, but the person is no longer that person. Yan Li controlled his soul origin, cautiously approached the people in front, and followed them to the west courtyard where Feng Yuchen was located. But at this moment, Yan Li suddenly saw a figure above He Jiyang's head, that man turned out to be Lintian! !
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