Chapter 7: The moon shines brightly over the sea, the pearls shed tears; the sun shines warmly over the blue field, the jades emit smoke
"Please go upstairs to the private room."
Han Fei waved his hands and refused, "I can't do it today. I have to go to the palace to pay my respects to my father."
Gongsun Ce followed Zi Nu up to the second floor alone. When passing by a room, he heard a pleasant sound of a piano.
Gongsun Ce stopped and listened carefully until the song ended. He felt that the cruelty in his heart had dissipated a lot.
This feeling is probably similar to hearing the interludes of the cartoons you watched in childhood.
"The moon shines brightly over the sea, and the pearls shed tears. The sun shines warmly over the blue field, and the jades emit smoke. This feeling can be recalled, but it was already gone at that time. What a good song."
Seeing this, Zi Nu began to flatter him, "Sir, you have great literary talent."
Gongsun Ce glanced at Zi Nu with a half-smile, "It was copied, and it's not the popular poetry now, right?"
Gongsun Ce was about to step forward when Nong Yu in the room spoke up to ask him to stay, "Sir, please stay."
Gongsun Ce stopped and looked at Zi Nu, "Who is in this room?"
Zi Nu chuckled, "The girl inside is the apple of my eye. Sir, please don't have any ideas about her."
"elder sister!"
There was a hint of coquettishness in her tone. Zi Nu covered her mouth and smiled, then opened the door.
"Haha, the little girl has grown up and has a lover and has forgotten her sister."
The moment he opened the door, Gongsun Ce saw Nong Yu on his right. Nong Yu was sitting behind a small desk with a guqin in front of her.
She wore a moon-white short-sleeved long skirt on the outside and an orange-yellow long skirt on the inside. The cuffs and hem had yellow patterns, and the chest was green with gold patterns.
The front of the skirt has a yellow wavy pattern and a slit at the bottom. It has a golden brown knee-length skirt hanging down, with golden yellow lines below the knee-length skirt.
The back skirt has a slight slit in the middle and orange stripes along the edge.
Gold girdle, with green ribbons hanging on both sides of the front and short green ribbons hanging from the back.
Judging from her clothes alone, Zi Nu was right, Nanyue was indeed pampered by her.
Even though it was Zi Nu, she was only wearing a purple dress, without the complicated patterns on the hem of Nanyue's skirt.
The moment he saw Nanyue, Gongsun Ce turned his head and looked at Zi Nu.
"Miss Zi Nu, there is a man in a private room on the second floor of Zi Lan Xuan, waiting for you to coax him. Why don't you let me and Nong Yu be alone for a while?"
"this?"
Zi Nu was a little hesitant. If Gongsun Ce really intended to do something to Nong Yu, Nong Yu could not stop him alone.
Nanyue tucked her hair behind her ears and said, "Don't worry, Sister Zinu. I believe Mr. Gongsun is an upright gentleman."
Zi Nu then went to Wei Zhuang's room with some hesitation. When she arrived at Wei Zhuang's room, she looked at the small table that was divided into two halves, and the corners of her mouth twitched.
However, when Zi Nu saw Wei Zhuang sitting cross-legged and regulating his breathing, she became a little worried. She then closed the door and waited for Wei Zhuang to finish regulating his breathing.
Not long after, Wei Zhuang opened his eyes and saw Zi Nu in front of him. Wei Zhuang couldn't hold back and asked, "What's the matter?"
Zi Nu helplessly held her forehead, "You just used force? Why?"
"because of him."
Wei Zhuang didn't say it explicitly, but Zi Nu immediately understood, "Is it Gongsun Ce?"
“Yes.” Wei Zhuang’s eyes narrowed, thinking of the golden pupils he had just seen. “Before he entered Zi Lan Xuan, he made eye contact with me. His eyes were very special.”
"Oh?" Zi Nu laughed dumbly, "So special that you had to draw your sword to calm yourself? Are you scared?"
Wei Zhuang neither admitted nor denied it, which Zi Nu thought was a tacit agreement.
"Where is he?" Wei Zhuang's words were concise and clear. Zi Nu pointed in the direction of Nanyue's room and said, "He is listening to music in Nanyue's room."
Wei Zhuang stood up and said, "It is not wise to put a tiger next to a lamb."
Gongsun Ce, who was in Nongyu's room, knew very well that Wei Zhuang and Zi Nu were talking about him.
However, it doesn’t matter. The pleasant tune coming from his ears is the only thing that Gongsun Ce is concerned about at the moment.
Nong Yu finished another song, and Gongsun Ce nodded, "Looking for a soulmate in the mountains and flowing water, what a good song."
"Thank you for the compliment. I'm still far from it."
Gongsun Ce smiled and praised Nanyue's modesty, "It's like the sound of spring water, which makes me feel relaxed and at ease. Miss Nanyue has already achieved the artistic conception of human music.
I once heard that Miss Nongyu had a heart-warming song. I wonder if I’ll be lucky enough to hear it?”
Nanyue hesitated, "The music of the heartstrings is different from ordinary piano music. Nanyue has never seen anyone who can hear it in her life."
"If you can't hear it, it means I'm just not lucky enough."
Gongsun Ce finished speaking and silently said, "Word Spirit·Kamaitachi."
The invisible sickle-weasel floats in the air, waiting for the heartstrings of Nong Yu.
Nong Yu retracted the strings of the guqin and placed the stringless guqin flat on the small table in front of her.
Nong Yu's slender jade fingers gently plucked the strings, and the silent melody of the heartstrings began to fill the air.
Although the music of the heartstrings is silent, it contains endless rhythm and artistic conception.
Every blade of grass and every tree around and inside Zi Lan Xuan seemed to feel the call of this heartstring music and began to sway gently, as if dancing to the invisible melody.
Flying insects and birds were also attracted by this invisible music. They stopped their busy wings and listened quietly to this silent heartstring music.
Their eyes sparkled with curiosity and awe, as if they were trying to interpret this music from the soul.
The entire Zi Lan Xuan seemed to become unusually quiet at this moment, with only the silent heartstring music flowing in the air.
Nanyue's expression was focused and pious, her fingers dancing in the air above the guqin, as if dancing with the invisible melody.
At this moment, silence is better than sound. Every blade of grass, every tree, every insect and every bird is moved by this invisible music, and they respond to this movement from the soul in their own way.
In this quiet courtyard, the silent music of the heartstrings is played, becoming the most moving performance.
The sickle weasel passed the complete song of the heartstrings to Gongsun Ce. Gongsun Ce did not expect that the diligent and intangible sickle weasel would also be infected by the song of the heartstrings.
Nanyue stopped plucking the strings of the zither, and when the song ended, Gongsun Ce let out a breath.
His state of mind silently broke through to the first-class realm, and the brutality in his heart completely dissipated. As long as Gongsun Ce did not try to bleed violently, this brutality would not surge again.
"Haha."
"Why are you laughing, sir?"
Nanyue didn't understand why Gongsun Ce suddenly laughed, and Gongsun Ce's self-mockery became even stronger, "I found out that I am still a sunny and cheerful boy."
System: Dragon Spirit System
Host: Gongsun Ce
Bloodline: B-level
Word Spirit: ①Sequence 1: Winter (100%)
Introduction: Reduce body functions, reduce breathing and blood flow to the limit, and only maintain the minimum needs of life.
②Sequence 17: Dark Thunder (100%)
Introduction: Compressed air is blown out, causing an explosion effect.
③Sequence 59: Kamaitachi (8%)
Introduction: The name comes from the wind demon in mythology. It can enhance hearing and acts like a radar. The domain of the sickle weasel is very large.
It can bring back amplified and accurate sound to the user, and can be used to determine the direction of the sound source within a certain range.
Number of Word Spirit Extractions: 0
(End of this chapter)