It seems that the spirit beads are beginning to be repulsive and cannot be well absorbed by the host. If there is a slight mistake, she may become possessed.
Absorbing the spirit beads consumes spiritual power. Generally, she must have the help of the clan leader or elder wizard before she can absorb the spirit beads.
But this time, her physical condition no longer allowed any further delay, so she could only risk absorbing the spirit beads.
Ye Zhenfeng frowned and looked at her, feeling that her state was getting more and more unstable, and the spiritual energy surrounding her began to be restless, so he took out the white jade flute from the Taotie ring, put it to his lips and blew it slowly .
The cave was narrow and the sound of the flute was quiet, which instantly made her feel calm. Soon the red color on Lingzhu's body turned into white aura, and her frown slowly relaxed.
He knew that she had slowly entered a good state, so he couldn't help but lower his dark eyes and let his thoughts sink into the sound of the flute. His mind was filled with their past together.
The first time I met her, we sat together in the Xuanguang Library and watched the stars, caught fireflies together in the Jade Lotus Wonderland, and hunted the Blood Soul Beast together... Also, he put a wisteria tassel hairpin on her head. The moment he fell in love with her, and the sweet smile she gave him.
I don't know how long it took, but after the tenderness of the song was played, I looked at her with tears in my eyes. The beauty in front of me had become more charming, but it was a pity that she was a stranger.
He felt like there was a lump in his throat, and he felt bitter in his heart, because the entanglement between them made him unable to recognize her. Once they recognized her, he might no longer be able to stay by her side to protect her.
She slowly opened her eyes, her purple pupils glowing with amber light, and she said softly: "Young Master Ye, I almost went crazy just now, thanks to the sound of your flute..."
He stretched out his hand to hold the jade flute and said softly: "Miss Han, just be okay!" Even though the emotions in his heart were as deep as the sea, the words came to his lips softly.
"By the way, this song is so nice, what's its name?"
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"...What a good name!"
A long and lingering song, expressing his infinite longing for her over the years, but she didn't know anything about it. It was really a twist of fate.
He stared at her affectionately, unscrupulously, but did not dare to reveal any of his deep feelings. The words came to his lips, but they were hidden again.
Although she was blind, she could still feel the fiery gaze of the other party, and she couldn't help but turn her face away with a blush on her face.
She stretched out her hand to straighten her messy hair and suddenly said: "Oh, my hairpin is missing..."
He said: "Are you talking about the wisteria flower tassel hairpin?"
She nodded, with a look of disappointment on her face, and said sadly: "Maybe I fell into the lake..."
He tentatively asked: "Is this hairpin... very important to Miss Han?"
She reached out and touched her hair, feeling a little disappointed and said, "I don't know why? I always feel that this was given to me by a very important person."
He asked cautiously: "Then you...do you still remember who the person who gave you the hairpin was?"
She shook her head and said, "I can't remember who that person is..."
He couldn't help but stepped forward, reached out and grabbed her hand, and said anxiously: "How can you not remember? Think about it again!"
She was startled by his sudden move, and quickly broke away her hand, frowning and saying: "Young Master Ye...you!"
Only then did he realize that he had been abrupt and said, "Miss Han, I'm sorry just now..."
That night, although Ye Zhenfeng had thousands of words to say to the person in front of him, he had no reason to say them.
Looking at Han Ziyue sleeping next to him, her sweet sleeping face haunted him and he couldn't let it go for a long time.
"Ziyue..." He sighed softly.
Her body trembled slightly, and then he noticed the dense sweat on her forehead. He couldn't help but stepped forward and reached out to touch her forehead.
"It's so cold! Could it be that you were eroded by the cold when you fell into the cold lake?" He whispered, and then called out in a low voice: "Miss Han, are you okay?"
She didn't answer him, and seemed to tremble even more.
"Cold...cold..."
She whispered in her sleep, her brows forming a knot on her jade-like forehead, curling up, shivering, like the ice and snow in the cold winter.
He hugged her into his arms, secretly activating the divine spirit and using his body temperature to keep her away from the cold.
The petite Han Ziyue curled up in his arms, still trembling. He could only hug her tighter. Only then did she feel a touch of warmth, and the frequency of trembling began to slowly decrease. Then he let go. Heart comes.
Han Ziyue felt as if she was in an ice cave, and suddenly a ray of warm sunshine shone on her body. So in her sleep, she groped for the warmth, stretched out her hands, and wrapped them around his waist, tightly The ground floor occupied him.
She snuggled into his arms and found a familiar warmth.
In her sleep, she returned to the night filled with wisteria flowers, the stars in the sky, and the blurry figure.
The words he said to her kept coming back to her mind: "Ziyue, let's go wandering around the world together from now on, okay?"
who is it? Who are you?
She kept asking herself, trying to remember it, but the memory in her mind kept escaping. It seemed that there was some tragic past that she didn't want her to remember...
Just after dawn, Han Ziyue was awakened by the chirping of birds outside.
She stretched out her hand and groped around, calling softly: "Young Master Ye - Young Master Ye -"
However, no one responded in the empty cave.
For some reason, there was a trace of sadness in her heart.
She groped the cave wall and slowly walked out of the cave. She felt that someone seemed to be walking in front of her. She hurriedly shouted: "Young Master Ye!"
"Miss Han!"
Hearing his answer, she breathed a sigh of relief. She lowered her head and said shyly: "I thought... you were gone!"
He stepped forward and took her hand. Her heart skipped a beat and she took a step back.
She felt him put a cold object in her hand, and she reached out and fumbled for a while before saying in surprise: "Mr. Ye, did you find the hairpin for me?"
"Yes."
Her eyes were shocked, and her face was full of astonishment. She reached out and touched the hairpin in her hand, only to feel that the hairpin was cold. She couldn't help but said excitedly: "It's so cold in the cold lake, you actually found the hairpin for me from the lake!"
He smiled and said: "Since it is a gift from an important person, you should keep it well and don't lose it again, even if... you can't remember who that person is."
His voice was low and full of magnetism, with a hint of sadness and a hint of melancholy.
After he finished speaking, he reached out and inserted the hairpin into her hair.
do not know why? Han Ziyue felt that everything at this moment seemed familiar. A vague figure stood beside her, putting on the hairpin for her equally gently.
But... who is that person? Who is that person?
"Mr. Ye, I always feel that we know each other. Can you... let me touch your face?"
After Han Ziyue finished speaking, she looked shy and lowered her face slightly. She thought that her request must be too much for him.
He was startled for a moment, then stretched out his hand to hold her hand gently, put her hands on his face, and said softly: "Okay."
When Han Ziyue's slender and soft hands touched his cheek, his heart beat again.
Her heartbeat was also speeding up. First she reached out and touched his full forehead, then his two slender eyebrows, his eyes that reflected the stars, then his straight bridge of nose, and his soft lips. Thin lips.
Those lips were like flower petals, slightly hot. When her fingers touched his lips, her heart beat fast.
Why...do I have feelings for him?
"Purple Moon--Purple Moon--"
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Recalling all the past events, I slept in the wind at night and realized I didn't know whether I was drunk or awake.
After listening to his story, You Zang sighed deeply: "I thought you and Ziyue were childhood sweethearts. It turns out that you have been separated for so many years and experienced so many setbacks... and you have to be firm and follow me all the way. No wonder Ziyue Yue told me that even if you are no longer together, she will never fall in love with another person in this life! At that time, I couldn't quite understand why she was so persistent with you. Now I understand the depth of your relationship, even if we are separated. It will never be because of lack of love."
After You Zang finished speaking, he drank another drink by himself, as if he was mourning his impossible love, which seemed to be a calm acceptance.
He knew that the woman he loved most in his life would eventually become the bright moon in the sky, out of reach. As for me, I could only look at her in the reflection of the wine glass, and I didn't dare to disturb her anymore, for fear that if I saw her one more time, I couldn't help but feel lovesickness in my heart.
Ye Zhenfeng watched the bamboo leaves and branches swaying in the wind next to the Moon Gate in the distance, looking particularly lonely under the night, and couldn't help but sigh that things in the world are unpredictable.
He and Ziyue have been separated and reunited for so many years. How painful is it for lovers not to be able to get together often? Whenever he thought of her at night, he would always play that song alone. The faint music would go with the long wind, drifting in the endless dark night sky and dissipating among the vast stars.
The longer they were separated, the deeper his obsession with her became. In Ye Zhenfeng's heart, he longed for Han Ziyue as deep as the ocean. Eventually, his longing turned into illness. Only he could understand the feeling of being trapped by love.
But I don’t know how the person far away from me is doing at this moment? Will you also look at the bright moon that night and think of him silently alone?
Whenever he thought of his past with Han Ziyue, he felt that she was a gift from God, a destined person who could be recognized at a glance. Before she appeared, no one had ever given him that kind of obsessive infatuation.
But the moment she leaned against the willow tree and raised her eyes slightly, it seemed as if purple flowers were floating in the world around her. Everything seemed to stop breathing at this moment. Even his heart suddenly stopped at that moment. , He has never seen anyone so moved by him.
Even though he was young at that time, he already had a feeling of admiration in his heart. He just felt that this woman was the person he wanted to get close to and get to know all his life.
