The melody being played inside was the one Zhang Gui gave to Xiao Mo. This piece of music was originally a work by the Emperor two years later, and its original name was "Zi Xu Fu". In memory, it had spread throughout the streets and alleys of Jiankang City.

  The sound of the zither is still floating, the sound of the Xiao flute is lingering among them, and in the vastness, I see endless carefree joy. This kind of carefree joy cannot be seen with even a hint of worry or sorrow, nor is there any pain from the decline of ones country or family. There is only an indescribable beauty and splendor, a prosperous and flourishing world.

  This music, with the elegance and praise that palace music often has, made Zhang Gui listen in a daze. With her background and state of mind, no matter how good this music was, it was hard to enter her heart. But in her memory, it was surprisingly so profound, showing that for those few years, she had also lived a life of wealth and happiness.

  The music gradually came to a stop, and Zhang Gui also lowered her eyebrows.

  A buzzing noise rose, and countless voices of praise and admiration came pouring in. Many dignitaries even involuntarily rushed to the place where Your Majesty was, loudly singing your praises.

  Succeeded.

  This piece of music should make Xiao Mo your confidant, Your Majesty.

  The beautiful handwriting on the musical score, which belongs to oneself, may be able to provide the most needed help at critical moments.

  She glanced at Zhang Jin, seeing her holding A Lans hand, and excitedly said: "The person who just played the Xiao was Shao Lang? He is really great!" Joy and pride filled her eyes, and at this moment, Zhang Jin held her head high, with a proud and satisfied expression, as if she couldnt wait to tell everyone that Xiao Mo was her beloved.

  Zhang Qi saw that she would not have the heart to reason with herself for the time being, so he retreated backwards.

  Walking to the other side of the garden path, Zhang Qi looked up at the bright moon in the sky.

  The bright moon is curved, the floating clouds are shallow, and the joyful music still lingers in the fragrance of wine, its really hard to distinguish tonight from which evening.

  How wonderful it would be if one could live a life where they can gaze at the bright moon with such freedom, without fear of the arrival of nightfall, and without worry for the coming of the sun.

  A series of footsteps came from behind, followed by Xiao Lus low voice, "Little girl!"

  Recognizing it was him, Zhang Qi quickly turned around.

  Xiao Lu ran to her front, staring at her and smiling: "Finally found you. Follow me." He turned his head, gesturing for Zhang Qi to follow behind him, walking towards the thicket on the right side.

  Zhang Qi furrowed her brow and asked in confusion: "Where is this going?"

  "Youll know when you get there."

  Zhang Qi thought for a moment and then followed in his footsteps.

  After walking several hundred steps, Zhang Gui asked: "Are you going to take me to see someone?"

  Xiao Lu had not yet responded when a low voice came, "Its to see me."

  Zhang Qi was taken aback, she raised her head and saw under the moonlight, with his hands behind his back, Xiao Mo in white clothes standing in the wind.

  Everyone isnt going to surround him? How did he manage to run out of there?

  Zhang Qi blinked her big eyes, looking puzzled.

  Her dazed expression obviously pleased Xiao Mo, who smiled slightly and walked two steps forward to stand in front of Zhang Qi.

  Lowering his head, staring at this little girl who was only up to his shoulder, Xiao Mos clear eyes rippled with tenderness. "Just now, Your Majesty asked me about the origin of that song, Ah Qi, can you guess what I said?"

  Zhang Qi looked up at him and asked in a low voice: "How did Mo say it?"

  Xiao Mo revealed his snow-white teeth, smiling with elegance and warmth. He said in a low voice: "I told him that this was composed by an intimate friend of mine. However, without her permission, I am not at liberty to reveal her name." The Emperor, being a magnanimous person, burst into loud laughter and said: "To be able to compose such a carefree melody, one must indeed have a broad and unrestrained mind. Since he does not wish to receive worldly fame, how could I disturb his refined pursuits?"

  Xiao Mo asked in a low voice: "Is that okay with you, little girl?"

  Satisfied, how can you be dissatisfied?

  Zhang Qi nodded repeatedly.

  She nodded like a little chick pecking at rice, and under the moonlight, her face, half-hidden by her bangs, was as white and alluring as could be. Xiao Mo stared and stared until he was dazed.

  Seeing him staring blankly at himself, Zhang Qi involuntarily took a small step back.

  Her movements startled Xiao Mo. He smiled shyly and turned his handsome face away, letting the spring breeze blow away the ripples that had risen in that instant.

  Looking at the distant flames, Xiao Mo was secretly ashamed and puzzled. He thought of the many beautiful girls he had seen, including those who were exceptionally intelligent, yet he couldnt help but have thoughts about a little girl with uneven hair. Could it be that he owed her from his past life?

  He put away his random thoughts and turned to look at her. Staring at Zhang Qi, he coughed lightly and said seriously: "Ah Qi, you still havent told me why you refused my proposal three or four times, and didnt want to take the lead?"

  His eyes gleamed with an unnatural intensity as he pressed, "Tell me your real reason."

  Zhang Qi lowered her head.

  She bit her lip, and under Xiao Mos intense gaze, she slowly shook her head. Xiao Mo furrowed his brow, but before he could speak, Zhang Qis eyes had already reddened, and a drop of tears fell onto the grass in the moonlight, creating a sparkling arc.

  Never had he thought that one sentence would make her cry. Xiao Mo was suddenly flustered, his hands busy and chaotic as he pulled out a handkerchief from his pocket, just about to help her wipe away her tears, but his hand froze in mid-air.

  Zhang Qi seemed to be amused by his rare awkwardness, she let out a snort of laughter and playfully glared at him.

  The bright moon is like water, and the spring breeze comes slowly. This glance is like autumn water crossing, with a long sky flowing with clouds. Is it just that beauty is overwhelming?

  She is still a young girl with an innocent face, but her charm and beauty are truly beyond words!

  Suddenly, Xiao Mo was stunned.

  Zhang Qis cheeks were flushed, she quickly snatched the handkerchief from his hand, wiped away her tears hastily, and then tossed the handkerchief into his arms. She turned around and slipped away... She didnt intentionally try to entice him, it was just an accident. Some actions had become second nature to this body.

  Xiao Mo blankly accepted the handkerchief she threw at him, blankly watching her turn around. Just as he saw that she was about to leave, he didnt know where he got the strength from, and with a whoosh, he stretched out his hand and grasped her shoulder.

  Just as Xiao Mo was pulling Zhang Qi into his arms, a low, stifled laugh came from behind, "Well done, Xiao Lang, all the girls in the hall are looking for you, but youre doting on such a young girl."

  A figure darted out from the woods. He pounced on Xiao Mos back, and at the same time stretched out his hand to grab Zhang Qis arm, shouting in his mouth: "What kind of person is Xiao Lang of Jiankang? He was actually fascinated by such a small girl, no way, I have to take a look."

  The voice had a duck-like quack unique to boys during puberty, if it wasnt Chen Ou, then who was it?

  He suddenly shouted and pounced, scaring Xiao Mo. As Chen Ou pounced on his back, Xiao Mo reflexively shrugged his shoulders, heavily throwing Chen Ou off.

  Just like that, Chen Yun didnt catch Zhang Guis hand. Just as he was angrily shouting, Zhang Gui twisted his waist and hopped away like a rabbit, disappearing into the darkness in an instant.

  At this time, due to Chens shouting, a group of people quickly gathered around.