The ice bone zither was made from thousand year old ice from the extreme north. Even if it was baked in the scorching summer sun, it would not melt. The strings were covered with ice silk. Every time it was plucked, icy mist would rise from below. It was rumored that the people listening to the zither would be covered in a layer of frost or retreat step by step from this cold.
Xuan Tianming told Feng Yu Heng: "The Seventh Brother obtained that ice bone zither five years ago. The thousand year old ice on the zither is not at the same level as Qian Zhou. It is an ice essence from the center of the Arctic Circle. There is only one piece in the world and it was obtained by the Seventh Brother." As he spoke, he looked towards Xuan Tianhua and shrugged with a smile, "Although he is still unwilling to tell us how he obtained that piece of ice."
Feng Yu Heng became interested and asked Xuan Tianhua to talk about the origins of the ice, but Xuan Tianhua only shook his head and said: "The origins are difficult. There is no point in mentioning it."
Xuan Tianming had already guessed that this would be the result and did not appear to be disappointed, saying: "Ever since this zither was retrieved, the Seventh Brother has only played it in public once. That time, everyone who listened to the zither was covered in frost from head to toe. After the music stopped, the palace servants had to bring over a fire to warm them up again."
Feng Yu Heng was speechless from hearing this, "How is that a zither. It is clearly a weapon. It is rumored that the ancient people used sound to kill their enemies. I wonder if the Seventh Brother has this ability? "
Xuan Tianhua only smiled faintly and did not reply. But she saw a sort of acknowledgment in this smile, and she could not help but feel a bit more admiration and curiosity towards Xuan Tian Hua.
While they were talking, a servant entered the garden, carrying a long wooden box. Feng Yu Heng noticed that it was not a normal servant. It was an expert guard of Chun Palace. But even if it was this kind of expert, when they carried the wooden box that was covered in a layer of frost, their bodies still trembled.
It wasn't that he couldn't lift it, but that it was too cold. Although the chill of the Ice Bone Zither would not spread without the strings being plucked, it was normal for a small area to be covered in frost. When a wooden box was frozen into ice, the person carrying it would be equivalent to carrying a block of ice. One could imagine how difficult it was.
Finally, the wooden box was placed on the stone table, and Xuan Tianming took the initiative to sprinkle the wine. Feng Yu Heng leaned forward and put her cheek close to the wooden box. A strong cold air immediately hit her face, causing her to shiver.
"Be careful," Xuan Tianhua reminded. "This Ice Essence is cold. If you're caught off guard, you'll fall into its trap."
Feng Yu Heng didn't feel that it was too cold. She even reached out her hand to touch the box. As soon as she touched it, she felt the coolness enter her body through her fingertips, but it was very comfortable. "That's nice," she said. "It's comfortable."
The two revealed looks of surprise. Xuan Tianhua said: "Other than me, you are the first person to say that the chill of the Ice Bone Zither is comfortable."
"Really?" Feng Yu Heng was proud. She then looked towards Xuan Tianming, her eyes full of provocation.
Xuan Tian Ming smiled bitterly, "This girl pretends to be obedient after receiving an advantage. She has never understood the meaning of modesty." While saying this, he stepped forward and pulled the girl back a few steps, simply sitting cross-legged on the ground.
Xuan Tianhua also used his internal energy to cut open the frost outside the wooden box. He opened the box and took out a white Ice Bone Zither with a hint of green. He didn't sit at the table. He hugged the zither and also sat on the ground. He placed the zither on his knees and looked at the two of them. He only faintly smiled. His hands fell on the zither strings, and a crisp sound rang out. The courtyard immediately became cold.
Xuan Tianming looked at Feng Yu Heng with some worry, as if he was asking if she could withstand the cold. However, he saw that the girl's eyes were fixed on the guqin. Not only did she not feel uncomfortable, she even moved forward a little. Then, she stretched out her arms and took a deep breath. Without hiding anything, she said, "It's so cool and comfortable."
The two princes laughed loudly. They both sighed that Heng Heng was a strange woman. She was even more strange than the Ice Bone Zither.
Feng Yu Heng, who had no knowledge of ancient music, couldn't tell what kind of music Xuan Tianhua was playing. However, the melody was still the same, so she could still tell if it was good or not. Xuan Tianhua's zither skills were number one in the world. She had heard this before, but she didn't know that when the Ice Bone Zither was played, it had reached a new height.
The Ice Bone Zither's reputation was not in vain. Even if it was Xuan Tianming and Feng Yu Heng, after one song, their hair was covered in frost. Even their eyelashes were sparkling and translucent. However, this did not hinder their movements, nor did they feel the cold enter their bodies. Instead, the autumn sycamore trees on the ground gradually turned white. Autumn changed to winter, causing a very strange change in seasons.
Xuan Tianhua played the zither, Xuan Tianming and Feng Yu Heng drank wine. Gradually, Feng Yu Heng began to feel tipsy. She actually did not care about Xuan Tian Hua's melody and began to sing. This song sounded strange to the two princes, as they had never heard it before; however, when Feng Yu Heng sang it, it sounded ethereal. It was as though it was not something that should exist in this world. It could not be grasped or touched. Even for a zither expert like Xuan Tian Hua, it took him a couple of tries before he could just barely keep up with her melody; however, without realizing it, he managed to create the most beautiful sound in the world.
"When will the moon appear? With a cup of wine in my hand, I ask the clear sky. I wonder what year it is in the heavenly palace …" When she sang, "I wish for you to be together for a long time." The little girl's movements became quieter and quieter. Xuan Tianming turned his head to look. Alright, this girl was drunk and was about to fall asleep.
Xuan Tianhua seemed to want to wake her up, so he asked, "What song is this? It's very pleasant to hear. "
Feng Yu Heng wasn't confused. She giggled and said to them, "It was taught by my Persian master! I'm the only one who knows how to play it. "After she finished speaking, she tilted her head and fell asleep.
When the zither music stopped, Xuan Tianming hugged the little girl in his arms. However, he heard Xuan Tianhua say, "Her Persian master said that sooner or later, it will be troublesome. I've been to Persia before. Where would they find such a miraculous doctor? "
Xuan Tianming also sighed and said, "I've also considered this matter. However, at the moment, I don't have a better solution. She has never said what happened to her body. Although you and I know that she is very different from ordinary people, we can only do everything we can to hide it. "
"I'm afraid that in the end, she will be used by people with ulterior motives." Xuan Tianhua's face was full of worry. However, there was no other way. He could only look at the drunk little girl and smile bitterly. He said sincerely, "I just hope that everything will be well for you."
That night, the two of them stayed at Chun Wang fu. When Xuan Tianming carried her back to the bed, he heard the soft and delicate little girl in his arms wake up in a daze. She said, "I heard everything you said. Thank you." Then, her eyes sank and she fell asleep again.
He really wanted to wake her up and talk to her for a while. However, this girl drank the most wine. How could she wake up in a short while? However, he couldn't fall asleep. He might as well settle her down and stroll around the courtyard.
When he strolled into the small bamboo forest of the wang fu, he found that Xuan Tianhua was also there. The green bamboo reflected the bright moonlight and the white clothed figure under the bamboo. Even Xuan Tianming had to admit that this scene was no different from a fairyland.
The person in the forest saw him walk over and said with a smile, "It's been a long time since I've exercised my muscles and bones. Ming, accompany Seventh Brother for a few moves."
Xuan Tianming was of course willing. He immediately pulled out the soft sword in his face and matched it with the folding fan in Xuan Tianhua's hand. Then, he began to move up and down in the bamboo forest.
Xuan Tianhua was most skilled in music. He never fought with others. However, no one suspected that he didn't know martial arts. No one suspected that his martial arts were inferior. On the contrary, he was worshipped as a god by the people of the world. A spiritual belief existed in people's hearts. Whatever the Seventh Prince Xuan Tianhua did was right. Whatever he did, it was the actions of a deity. When a deity said that he knew martial arts, even though he never used it, how could it be false?
And in this world, the person who knew Xuan Tianhua the most, other than the Ninth Prince Xuan Tianming, there was no one else.
When experts fought, sometimes it wasn't the moves, but the qi. The soft sword couldn't match the folding fan, only the sword qi and the fan qi. One was wearing a purple robe like a god of war, while the other was wearing a white robe like a banished immortal. Even the moonlight in the sky lost its original color.
Finally, the battle came to an end. The two were tied. Xuan Tian Ming sighed: "In this world, who would have known that his Highness the seventh prince, Xuan Tian Hua, would have this sort of ability."
Xuan Tianhua also replied, "Who in this world would know that His Ninth Highness Xuan Tianming's skill is not inferior to mine?"
The two of them laughed heartily and gradually came to stand together.
"Seventh Brother went to the Eastern border. Did you have any fortuitous encounters?" Xuan Tianming leaned against the bamboo and asked him.
Xuan Tianhua smiled bitterly, "There were many fortuitous encounters. First, Niangqin suddenly came out from under the seat of my carriage. Then, Zirui and that little girl suddenly appeared in Fuzhou. Don't you think that counts as a fortuitous encounter? "
Xuan Tianming shook his head, "You know that's not what I'm asking about."
There was a moment of silence between the two. In the end, it was Xuan Tianming who opened his mouth again, "Seventh Brother, other than her, I can give you anything in this world."
The person opposite him frowned, but said, "Ming, other than her, I can ask you for anything in this world. Only she can't. " As he spoke, he waved his hand, and an immortal aura lingered in the forest, "You know my character. It's very difficult for worldly matters to bind me. Seventh Brother, tonight, I'll tell you the truth. Even if it's Heng Zheng, she won't be able to break this balance. As for me, whether it's you, her, or even Father Emperor and Mother Consort, I have no other requests. I'll use half of my life to help you guard this country. Once it's stable, I'll leave. The world is so big, I won't settle down in one place. This is my life. "
Xuan Tianming naturally understood, and naturally understood what Xuan Tianhua wanted. This person should never be viewed through the eyes of the common world. His thoughts far exceeded the realm of others. Even he, Xuan Tianming, had times when he couldn't see clearly.
"Go back and sleep." Xuan Tianhua took the initiative to drive him away, "Seventh Brother, stay alone for a while."
The purple-robed war god nodded and left, leaving only the white-robed immortal alone in the forest. Just like before he came, one person, one forest, one month. It was unknown whether the moon shone on the bamboo forest, or the human heart turned to the moon. They were almost merged into one, yet clearly independent.
Xuan Tianhua was destined to be the most unique existence in this world.
The next day, near noon, a certain someone finally woke up with a hangover. She only felt a splitting headache, and couldn't help but let out a wail.
She drank until she stopped writing, and habitually called out to Huang Quan for water. Her hand swiped to the side, but she swiped a person.
She touched the eyes, nose, and mouth. She sniffed again. Hmm, it was a familiar smell. Thus, she boldly ordered, "Little Ming, quickly go and bring me a cup of tea."
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