Cai Yan's crystal clear eyes came over and stayed on Fei Qian's body. Watching Fei Qian drink tea, he suddenly smiled slightly and asked with a sly tone: "I wonder, has Junior Brother asked the Huang family girl about this question?

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"Ahem..." Fei Qian almost choked, then put down the tea bowl, was silent for a while, lowered his gaze, as if he did not dare to look into Cai Yan's clear eyes, and said, "This... if it is judged by Taoism, it is Dulele.

If we judge it from a human perspective, it would be a joy for everyone..."

"It makes sense..." Cai Yan glanced at Fei Qian and immediately lowered his eyes. A sigh seemed to fly from his lips, as soft as the breeze in the forest and inaudible.

Feng'er quietly slipped into the pavilion and slowly walked around the two people. It seemed that he found that there was nothing interesting, so he quietly slipped out and went to the peach forest to pull the peach blossoms.

"...A gentleman says: Great virtue is not an official, great principles are not a weapon, great faith is not a promise, great times are not the same..." After a long time, Cai Yan spoke, his voice was still light, as clear as a mountain stream, Ding

Ding-dong-dong lingers, "...Looking at these four things, you can be determined to be at the root. The three kings' sacrificial rivers all start with the river and then the sea, either from the source or from the source. This is called serving the root..."

Fei Qian pondered, thought for a long time, nodded, and said, "Be taught."

Yes, great virtues are not official, great principles are not powerful, great trust is not good, and great times are inconsistent.

That’s all it can do.

"Senior sister, this time I entered Yinshan again, and I was tainted with the blood of killing..." Fei Qian said, "Now I will fight in Guanzhong again. Please give me a clear voice again, to purify my heart. I wonder if it is okay..."

Cai Yan first glared at Fei Qian, then sighed with a little pity, turned around and ordered softly: "Burn the incense. Get the green Qi."

The incense burner was quickly lit and placed in the pavilion.

The light blue sandalwood incense smoke swirls among the lotus petals that are in bud, and then spreads out gently and softly, lingering and circling in the pavilion, and finally drifts outward with the spring breeze.

Cai Yan slowly rolled up his sleeves, revealing a section of delicate white arms. He washed his hands in the golden basin, took a towel to absorb the water drops, and then slightly opened his jade-like onion fingers in the spring breeze, waiting.

After all the moisture on his hands dried, he lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, and sat upright in front of Lu Qi. He gently raised his hand and touched the strings.

The spring breeze outside the pavilion seemed to be excited. It jumped happily in the peach forest, pulling the peach blossoms and petals falling...

Amidst the flying peach blossoms, I saw Cai Yan's hand suddenly move, from Gong Sanzhi to Huiqi, starting with portamento, assisted by vibrato and other techniques, and suddenly wisps of musical notes fell from the sky like petals,

It blooms among the flying green jade fingers, floats in the small pavilion, and then jumps to the peach forest. Among the flying peach blossom petals, entangled with the spring breeze, curling up towards the blue sky...
Chapter completed!