Male protagonist, you are targeting the wrong person

Yan Wenmo skillfully lit the osmanthus-scented incense next to the music stand, then walked to the music stand and slowly sat down. She looked at the solo harp on the table, raised her hands, and couldn't help but prepare to start playing.

The body of the duyin zither is made of paulownia wood, and the strings are made of an extremely flexible and special silk. The whole duyin zither looks simple and elegant, yet extremely restrained and reserved, which is worthy of its name.

His fingers casually plucked the strings, and unexpectedly a sound was made. After all, the Yan family, to which Yan Wenmo belonged, was a prominent family. Yan Wenmo was not only proficient in the elegant arts of playing the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but was also extremely good at it.

Therefore, after discovering that he could play a sound, Yan Wenmo nodded subconsciously, and then said with appreciation:

"The sound of the piano is ethereal and far-reaching, with a long lingering sound. This solo piano is really good."

Ouyang Xian did not take Yan Wenmo's admiration to heart, but was simply dumbfounded. He stared blankly at Yan Wenmo who was about to play the piano. He wanted to stop him, but was afraid of scaring Yan Wenmo and breaking the strings of the solitaire. He could only watch nervously as Yan Wenmo's fingers flew on the strings of the solitaire.

A simple song "Beauty Song" poured out from his fingertips. After the song was finished, Yan Wenmo looked at the Duyinqin with satisfaction, and murmured to himself with admiration:

“It’s a really good piano.”

Looking back again, Ouyang Xian was still standing there with lifeless eyes, trembling legs and sweat all over his forehead. His pitiful look as if he wanted to say something but couldn't, made Yan Wenmo dumbfounded.

Seeing Yan Wenmo stand up, Ouyang Xian didn't dare to say anything more. He just picked up Duyinqin and ran away. Seeing him running away in panic, Yan Wenmo couldn't help but tilt his head and said in surprise:

"Is it that exaggerated?! I'm so scared!"

After putting the Duyinqin back to its original place, Ouyang Xian wiped the sweat from his forehead with lingering fear, and then he reacted belatedly and ran into Zhaoyang Courtyard like a gust of wind, shouting to Yan Wenmo who was sweeping the yard:

"No... No, aren't you a handyman?! How come you can play the piano?!"

In response to Ouyang Xian's question, Yan Wenmo just held the broom in his hand and swept the floor while speaking nonchalantly:

"Who said that servants can't play the piano?!"

Seeing her self-righteous expression, Ouyang Xian wanted to refute her, but he couldn't find a reasonable excuse for a moment, so he could only stay where he was, staring at Yan Wenmo, unable to speak for a long time.

At this moment, Jiang Wenbai, who had completed his daily practice, walked out of his practice room leisurely.

Ouyang Xian just saw Jiang Wenbai passing by, so he ran over and grabbed Jiang Wenbai, and said to Jiang Wenbai in disbelief:

"Junior Brother Jiang, do you know?! The servant in your yard can play the piano?! He can even play the solo piano?! That is the most precious piano of my uncle."

After that, he covered his mouth belatedly under Jiang Wenbai's scrutinizing gaze, and whispered in a flattering tone:

"Junior brother, please don't tell Master about this, okay? He will skin me alive."

Seeing his flattering expression, Jiang Wenbai said perfunctorily:

"Wenbai is not a talkative person. Also, Senior Brother, you know that Master doesn't like it, so you should not do some things."

After saying that, he looked at Yan Wenmo who was still sweeping the floor silently, and said in surprise:

"You can play the piano?!"

When Yan Wenmo saw him asking, although she was a little confused, she still nodded obediently. When Jiang Wenbai saw that she admitted it, he did not continue to ask, but walked out of the yard on his own.

Seeing Jiang Wenbai leave directly, Ouyang Xian couldn't help but approach Yan Wenmo and asked curiously:

"He doesn't talk much. Won't you feel lonely staying in Zhaoyang Courtyard by yourself?!"

Upon hearing this, Yan Wenmo looked at Ouyang Xian in surprise and said sincerely:

"No, I'm not used to a too lively environment."

Seeing her sincere face, Ouyang Xian couldn't help but feel hurt. He patted Yan Wenmo's shoulder helplessly and said painfully:

"Well, brother, you are just like my junior brother, both of you are weird. One is quiet and cold all day long, while the other is overly enthusiastic and busy like a bee. I think only someone with his personality can accept your personality of being away from home for three days and two days."

When Yan Wenmo saw that he actually described himself in this way, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but twitch.

She looked at Ouyang Xian, who was sighing beside her, speechlessly, and couldn't help but wonder what kind of mood the servants in his yard were in to endure his complaints day and night. It must be the patience of hell.

Afterwards, Ouyang Xian complained to Yan Wenmo about some interesting things for a while before leisurely preparing to leave. Yan Wenmo looked at his back as he left and couldn't help but feel a little confused? !

I don't know how Ouyang Xian knew that the information he got from him was really nosy?! He really has no time to spare all day long!

But the next moment, she saw Ouyang Xian pointing outside the courtyard with a look of surprise, and said in shock:

"Master actually gave you the Duyinqin?! Why?!"

Jiang Wenbai took the piano in his arms into the house and carefully placed it on the piano stand. Then he walked out of the house and said to the two gossiping people:

"I said that a friend of mine really liked it, so Master gave it to me?!"

After saying that, he looked at the two people's faces full of disbelief and said calmly:

“Believe it or not”

After saying that, he went into the room where he practiced, and it seemed that he was ready to continue practicing.

As soon as Jiang Wenbai left, Yan Wenmo and Ouyang Xian couldn't help but look at each other. Then, Yan Wenmo was eager to gossip to Ouyang Xian who was thinking hard at the side:

"Why don't you go to your master and find out what happened?!"

Ouyang Xian looked at Yan Wenmo's gossipy face, subconsciously touched his chin and pondered for a while, then went out happily.

After seeing Ouyang Xian off, Yan Wenmo looked at Jiang Wenbai's closed door with curiosity, and then walked towards the room where the duyinqin was placed.

At this moment, her face was filled with excitement. She looked at the duyin on the stand with excitement, and carefully touched the curve on the piano. When she finally touched the word "duyin" on the piano, the smile on her face became more and more ostentatious.

Duyinqin! ! The guqin of Xiaoyaozi in the original text, the one that can soothe people's hearts, awaken the souls of people who are possessed by demons or even trapped in nightmares. She hadn't reacted just now, thinking it was just an ordinary guqin with a similar name, but she didn't expect it to be the real one.

She remembered that in the original text, Xiaoyaozi used this harp to awaken the male protagonist who was almost possessed by a demon, allowing him to completely free himself from hatred and regain his sanity. Now it seems that she can also use this harp.

The male protagonist is so nice that he actually gave her this piano. Could it be a reward for him sweeping the yard day and night? ! This should be the case.

While jumping up and down excitedly, Yan Wenmo was circling around the Duyinqin in great joy. After she had looked and touched it to her satisfaction, she belatedly noticed the man who had been standing behind her for a long time.

Yan Wenmo scratched his hair awkwardly and said:

"You...why are you here?"

After saying this, he seemed to realize that he had made a mistake and quickly changed his words:

"I...I'm just too excited..."

Before she finished her words, she saw Jiang Wenbai sitting on the futon next to the zither stand, smiling at Yan Wenmo and saying:

"Since you like it, why not play another song for me?"

Seeing his expectant face, Yan Wenmo's eyes lit up instantly. She hurried to wash her hands and burn incense, and then sat in front of the piano stand, trying hard to suppress her inner excitement, her fingers moving on the solo piano.

The distant and ethereal sound of the piano rang out again, soothing Jiang Wenbai's originally anxious mood. He raised his eyes and looked at Yan Wenmo who was playing the piano seriously, thinking about the fairy music described in the book, this should be the case.