Yan Shaoqing didn't know what possessed him. After leaving Nanyue, he'd been walking and stopping along the way, losing track of where he was going. By the time he realized what was happening, he was already on the road to Qingliang Valley. Since he was already here, he might as well take another look at the snow-covered mountains.
...Tang Chen immediately asked Butler Wang to prepare everything, and then early the next morning they got on a big carriage and headed for Yanlai Peak.
Before long, before Tang Chen could see the imagined scene of cherry blossoms blooming all over the mountains, the others got out of the car in perfect tacit understanding. Tang Chen sat in the car, looking at the people outside with a confused look on his face. It seemed that his brain was not working well because he had woken up early and did not sleep well last night.
After Wang Yanzhou and Zhong Qin unloaded the things from the carriage, they saw that Tang Chen had not yet gotten out, so they lifted the curtain to see what was going on. As a result, after the two stared at each other for a long time, Wang Yanzhou finally held her forehead and pulled her out of the carriage. While talking to Yue Sheng, he also reminded Tang Chen: "We are here. Carriages and horses cannot get in. We can only walk. Do you still have the strength?"
Yue Sheng smiled and said, "Of course, I'll just trouble you to carry my pipa on my back."
Wang Yanzhou smiled, leaned towards Yue Sheng, and said in a low voice, "If you feel tired, remember to tell me. I'll let Zhong Qin carry you. Zhong Qin comes to Yanlai Peak to appreciate the flowers every year. This time, he finally waited for you."
Yue Sheng looked at Zhong Qin, who was standing not far away, carrying her pipa and looking at the stream, waiting to set off. He said awkwardly, "...Valley Master, you're joking."
Wang Yanzhou smiled helplessly. Zhong Qin was a taciturn person, always keeping things to himself and never telling anyone. If he hadn't known him for a long time and knew his temper, he probably wouldn't have realized that Zhong Qin had feelings for Yue Sheng. "Haha, just take it as a joke. Even though he's smart and capable, he can't compare to Achen when it comes to relationships."
After hearing this, Yue Sheng still couldn't believe it and said, "I really didn't see that."
"So, just treat me as a joke," Wang Yanzhou said. After having Tang Chen help him sort out his clothes, he put the backpack on his back and leisurely went up the mountain holding Tang Chen's hand. As for Xihe, Zhong Qin was relieved to see that Yue Sheng was being taken care of by Hua Ping. He simply found a branch and led Xihe up the mountain.
They were about halfway up the mountain. At Tang Chen's suggestion, they all rested for a while in the small pavilion on the hillside. Yue Sheng, who had seemed quite energetic, walked a few more steps, but beads of sweat rolled down her forehead. Hua Ping saw this and quickly helped her aside, wiped her sweat with a handkerchief, and pulled out a bottle of pills for her to take.
After Yue Sheng caught his breath, he smiled shyly at Zhong Qin and said, "Mr. Zhong, could you please give me a ride?"
Without saying a word, Zhong Qin handed Xihe to the painting screen, handed the pipa on her body to Tang Chen, half-crouched down, and with the help of Wang Yanzhou, carried the Yuesheng on her back.
Yue Sheng was much thinner than she looked due to her poor health. But to Zhong Qin, the person on her back was like a mountain, pressing down on her, making it impossible to walk or breathe.
Tang Chen looked at the flowers, plants, and trees slowly sprouting by the roadside, and couldn't help but relax, as if they were really on a spring outing today. "There are so many petals floating in this stream, it's really beautiful!"
Wang Yanzhou said with a smile, "There will be something even more beautiful later. Although Yanlai Peak is tall and majestic, it is the only peak in Qingliang Valley that has snow in spring."
Hearing this, Tang Chen looked at the faint pink and white on the top of the mountain and couldn't help but quicken his pace: "Ah, I can already imagine it!"
Xihe said, "I don't feel anything."
These beautiful sights and beauties in their eyes were nothing more than tangible objects emitting a unique smell in the dark world to Xihe.
Tang Chen teased: "You will have it when Black Crow comes back."
Xihe was stunned for a moment, then frowned slightly: "...I find that you seem to only know this one sentence."
“Lululu!”
...On the top of the mountain, the hazy fog has not yet completely dissipated. The pink and white mountain cherry blossoms all over the mountain, with their own unique fragrance, occupy a piece of slope on the top of the mountain as their own, wantonly releasing the breath of spring.
Although we reached the top of the mountain, we didn't feel much chill except for the wind that seemed to be blowing tirelessly.
When the spring breeze blew, the cherry blossom petals on the tree fell down one after another. Tang Chen stood under the tree, looking at everything in front of him excitedly, letting the falling petals turn white.
"Do you think we will be the first guests?"
"Maybe. Don't be lazy, come and help clean up." After Wang Yanzhou put down the backpack, he found a flat place and took out the tea set, cakes, and charcoal stove from the bamboo basket one by one and put them away.
Huaping first spread out two rolls of mats on the ground, then took out the blanket she had prepared and spread it on top of them. Only then did Zhong Qin carefully put down the huge mountain on her back.
Wang Yanzhou lit the stove and fetched some spring water to make tea for everyone. After tuning the pipa, Yue Sheng lowered her head and played a song that Tang Chen had never heard before.
Cherry blossom petals rhythmically fell from the trees as the pipa played. Wang Yanzhou brewed tea with his bare hands, while the others slowly closed their eyes, lost in the music. By the end of the song, Yue Sheng's hands were shaking uncontrollably. A cup of hot tea eased the chill a little.
Tang Chen seemed to have ignored Yue Sheng's unhappiness and only commented on the music he had just heard: "Sister Yue is such a good pipa player! I've only just heard about it now!"
Yue Sheng gently stroked the pattern and signature on the back of the pipa and sighed, "This pipa was originally my mother's legacy. I don't know if it was God's plan that I would leave it in Qingliang Valley."
Seeing her unhappy expression, Tang Chen softly suggested, "Sister Yue, the wind has started to blow, and we've finished playing the pipa. Why don't we have something to eat and a cup of hot tea before we go back?"
"Such a beautiful view, let's wait a little longer."
After Yue Sheng handed the pipa to the painting screen and put it away, Tang Chen closed his eyes and rested. Tang Chen always felt that she seemed to be waiting for something. Was she waiting for Yan Shaoqing? But, could she still wait?
After taking a short break, Yue Sheng suddenly stood up, her complexion brightening up several degrees, just like when Tang Chen first met her. "I remember a song, Ah Chen, you've heard it before. Do you remember it?"
Tang Chen tilted his head and thought for a moment: "Which one?"
"It's the one we first met. But back then it was a zither and flute ensemble, now there's only the pipa."
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