After entering the room, the two of them sat down at the table in the room.
Tea and snacks were already prepared.
Inside the room, there was a pink veil that separated the room into two sections.
Because the window was open, the cold wind blew in slowly with snowflakes, causing the veil to flutter.
They could vaguely see a slender figure behind the veil.
She was sitting behind a zither.
Just the blurry figure was enough to show the beauty of the woman's body.
The woman saw that the guests were already seated and asked, "What song would you like to hear?"
The voice came from inside.
It was soft and pleasant to listen to.
But there was a hint of caution in it.
Ji Yunshu asked, "Miss, are you Du Xing 'er?"
"Yes, I am Du Xing 'er."
"Then your real name … is it Du Lan?"
"Uh …" The woman paused, "How did you know my real name? Very few people around me know. "The woman's tone carried a trace of suspicion.
Ji Yunshu replied unhurriedly, "I accidentally heard someone mention it. Miss, don't worry, we don't have any other intentions."
"Oh!" Du Xing 'er suppressed her suspicious thoughts and continued to say, "Actually, I haven't sung for a long time. When I heard that the two young masters directly asked for my name, I was a little shocked. I don't know … Are you my former listeners? “
"No! We are not good people and have never heard you sing before. We just happened to hear that there is a girl with the name Lan in the Drunken Moon Pavilion who sings very well, so we came today. "
"I see."
Jing Rong changed the topic, "What are you good at?"
The woman was silent for a moment, then said, "I know a few southern folk tunes."
"Apart from southern folk tunes?"
"I know a few miscellaneous ones. You don't have to worry about it."
Just worry!
In other words, as long as it was a song, she could almost do it.
Jing Rong pondered for a moment, then asked, "Then, do you know 'Painting'?"
"'Painting'? That's the song that made Second Mother Liu famous. "
"Miss, you don't know?"
"It's not that I don't know. I'm just worried that my singing isn't good enough and will disturb you."
"It's fine. Let's hear it."
The woman didn't refuse and replied, "Okay!"
After a while, the woman raised her hand and lightly plucked the strings.
The tune slowly rang out.
After a few tunes, he began to sing.
The lyrics of "Painting" were very beautiful, but also very sad.
It was about the sorrow of a woman waiting for the return of her beloved man.
The combination of the song and lyrics, coupled with Du Xing 'er's voice, made people feel a faint sadness.
Ji Yunshu and Jing Rong listened quietly.
Halfway through the song, Ji Yunshu inadvertently saw a book on the cabinet in front of the window.
An open book!
He seemed to have been reading for many years.
But even so, the paper was in good condition.
The pages of the book were flipped by the wind, as if they were about to fall off.
Ji Yunshu stood up and walked over.
The book was flipped right in the middle by the wind.
There were many poems written on it!
It could be seen that Miss Xing 'er was an artistic young woman!
Ji Yunshu picked up the book and gently closed it, intending to put it in a place where there was no wind.
After closing the book, she saw the words "Poetry Book" written on it.
There was no signature on the book!
There was no source either.
It seemed to be written by a person.
Ji Yunshu curiously flipped through a few pages.
The poems were indeed well written. She flipped to the last page and closed the book again. She saw a blurred line printed on the lower left corner of the back of the book.
It seemed that there was too little ink, so it couldn't be printed.
And this small corner, she couldn't tell if it was a word or a flower.
She didn't pay much attention to it and placed the book on another cabinet without wind.
Then, she returned to her previous seat and sat down.
She continued to listen to Du Xing 'er sing "Painting"!
… …
At the same time, in the teahouse opposite the Drunken Moon Pavilion.
Li Cheng, Bai Yin, and Lang Po sat by the window on the second floor, staring at the opposite side.
But they didn't come out even after a long time.
Time passed …
"Why are they gone for so long?" Li Cheng pondered, feeling a little anxious.
Then, he drained a cup of tea.
His mouth felt dry. Since he sat down, he had already drunk two pots of tea.
When Lang Po heard what he muttered, he was a rough man who got anxious easily, but now he couldn't hold it in any longer.
He immediately said, "Could it be that something really happened? No! I have to go take a look. "
Then, he picked up his sword and got up, ready to rush over.
Fortunately, Bai Yin pulled him back in time. "Don't go! They'll be fine. "
"Why are you pulling me back? They've been in there for so long. What if something really happened? "
"With Jing Rong here, nothing will happen! Besides, if something really happened, wouldn't the other side make a fuss? Who would go in? "
Lang Po listened and looked at the opposite side again.
The entrance to the Drunken Moon Pavilion was indeed quiet.
There were people entering one after another.
It didn't seem like something had happened inside.
Lang Po calmed down a little.
He sat down.
Li Cheng looked at him a few times, then tilted his head and whispered to Bai Yin, "Where did this guy come from?"
"Why do you ask?"
"He's always making a fuss! He's always pulling out his sword and playing with his spear like a boorish man. "
Bai Yin snorted. "He's not a boorish man. He's a loyal and courageous follower!"
"He doesn't look like one."
"You can't judge a book by its cover."
"Shut up, Li Cheng.
Shrug!
When Lang Po was killing the enemy, you were still wrapped in a diaper!
Li Cheng's eyes suddenly turned as he asked Lang Po, "Oh right, Brother Lang, how did you become friends with Young Master Jing? Can you tell me? "
Lang Po glanced at him.
He didn't say anything.
"I'm just asking casually. I don't have any other intentions. I just noticed that Young Master Jing is usually serious and cold. When I asked him before, he said that you were his friend. That's why I'm curious. "
Lang Po smiled. "If you want to know, ask him yourself."
"…" Li Cheng was speechless again.
'Forget it, forget it. I'm too lazy to be angry.'
…
On the opposite side, Du Xing 'er had finished singing the song' Painting '.
She finished the last note and asked through the veil.
She then asked through the veil, "Is Young Master satisfied?"
Ji Yunshu said, "Not only does Miss play well, but you also sing well."
"Thank you, Young Master. Would you like to listen to another song?"
"No need."
'Huh?'
Du Xing 'er was stunned.
Ji Yunshu asked again, "Why is Miss hiding behind the veil and not willing to show your face?"
Du Xing 'er was startled. She slowly said, "To tell you the truth, I'm ugly. I'm afraid that I'll scare you two."
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