Thousand Years Dream String Song

Yunche Tower.

The small pool in front of the attic is still crystal clear. In the garden, there are green bamboos leaning against greenery, exotic flowers blooming, and winding stone paths leading to the two-storey attic in the inner garden.

Fengli looked at the surrounding scenery carefully, walked slowly along the stone path, pushed open the door of the attic, a cool breeze accompanied by a faint musty smell rushed over.

"This place is relatively remote, but the environment is extremely quiet, I think you will like it."

Si Mo went in and opened the window to let the sun shine in, the wind blows away part of the smell of years, and the room is not so dark and cold.

Feng Liyue entered the house after him. The layout of the attic is simple and clear. On the left side of the first floor is the collection of books, on the right side is the official script. The second floor is used for resting.

When he came to the piano case, he seemed to think of something, and asked softly, "What identity did Ah Mo propose for me?"

"My junior brother." Si Mo said: "In this life, I study art with a teacher. I have a master and junior brother, but having one is equal to not having one. Now that you are here, you just happen to be my junior brother."

"Ah Mo was originally Li Yue's senior brother, okay?" Feng Li Yue sat down behind the piano table, dialed a single tone, and said with a smile: "Then I will not be too conspicuous when I attend the priest assembly in Wen Ziyuan. "

Si Mo was taken aback, remembering that there was indeed a meeting of priests, but coughed lightly, and said: "You can participate in this meeting, but before the meeting ceremony, there will be a ceremony of conferring the king, and all the conferring kings will participate."

Feng Liyue's voice was indifferent, unable to detect any emotional fluctuations: "Hasn't Ah Mo been crowned king yet?"

"No." Si Mo said: "I have been fighting abroad all year round, and I seldom return to the capital. There is no way to seal the king. Even this mansion of the king of Qi is a temporary residence."

Fengli turned lightly with his fingertips, and a song of high mountains and flowing water jumped out.

He said in a gentle voice: "Ah Mo, I would like to meet the current Crown Prince, can I trouble you to introduce me?"

"It's a trivial matter." Simo said with a smile: "That kid is running towards me all day long, like a monkey, not at all calm as a prince should be."

"Oh?" Feng Li said with a smile, "Then I really want to meet up, to see what the monkey-like Crown Prince really looks like."

It was raining, pattering, and it was nearing noon, when the rain weakened a little, the door of Prince Qi's mansion was knocked open with a "bang", followed by a man covered in blood, who yelled for help.

It happened so suddenly, Feng Liyue was about to take a nap, when he heard the cry for help, he rushed out.

The two assailants were dressed luxuriously, and one of them was holding a short dagger, which was stained with blood, while the wounded who rushed through the gate fell to the ground, already unconscious.

Fengli glanced at the two of them coldly, and said: "You two are so brave to commit murder in broad daylight."

"Kill him!" The stern-looking man in purple pointed at Feng Liyue and said sharply, "No one should know about this matter."

"I know, you don't need to tell me." The man in yellow picked up the dagger and went straight to Feng Liyue, who sighed softly, as if regretting.

The white shadow flickered, and the two luxuriously dressed people were thrown out. The movement was so fast that no one in the field could see clearly.

Si Mo wiped off his cold sweat, marveling that he came in time, otherwise Feng Liyue would have something wrong with him, he couldn't imagine it.

"Senior brother, are you alright?"

Fengli shook her head and said, "It's okay."

He walked a few steps over and bent down to feel the breath of the man on the ground.

"Fourth brother, what's going on?"

This is a boy who is about the same age as Feng Liyue, staring at the wounded lying on the ground in surprise.

Simo shook his head: "I don't know."

Fengli realized that although the wounded man's breath was weak, he could still be rescued, so he hurriedly said: "Please trouble Ah Mo to help him into the house."

Si Mo was taken aback, and immediately helped the injured person into the inner hall.

The boy behind was surprised and said: "Enter the house? Shouldn't you call a doctor first if you're injured?" He turned around and saw the two people who were thrown at the door. will be here?"

Inside the house, Feng Liyue took out a small bottle and fed the wounded a pill, then said: "He is seriously injured, rash actions will only aggravate the injury, and my medicine can only last him a few more days. For the rest, I'm afraid I can't help you."

"Then what should I do... Could it be that I just watched him die?"

"The seductress of the Yin Division has already arrived, there is not much we can do."

These words were too weird, Feng Liyue seemed to know something, but did not explain, Simo guessed: "The Palace Master knows this person?"

"I don't know," Fengli shook his head, then sighed softly, "But Ah Mo saved this man right."

Simo felt even more strange, and said, "What is this person's background?"

Fengli glanced at the wounded man more and more, and said: "This man is a sorcerer who only tells fortunes for others." He paused, and said to Simo: "Ah Mo is wondering why this sorcerer is just telling fortunes for others, so how could he attract such a fortune-telling man?" Is it a murderous disaster?"

Simo nodded and said, "It's very strange. It stands to reason that even if the fortune-telling is wrong and angers others, it won't be chased and killed... Could it be..."

At this moment, the young man who came with Simo ran in and said out of breath, "Fourth Brother, those two people... are, Prince Yi and Prince Lu."

"His Royal Highness?" Feng Li looked at the young man more, and smiled leisurely, although the sentence was a question, the tone was firm.