Tang Chen glared at Wang Yanzhou, who had been following behind him, and said, "Um, have you figured out what to do about your sister?"
Lin Feng lowered his eyes and said, "In the final analysis, it's all because of my incompetence as a brother. I failed to take good care of her. She even told me most of the things in her heart. Rather than living in pain like this, it would be better..."
Tang Chen patted his shoulder and comforted him, "I know how much pain you have to bear in your heart to make such a decision, but we have tried our best. Maybe this is fate."
Su Ling was helpless. Lin Feng had died once before in Qinghe County, and now he had become more open-minded about life and death. "Well, we finally meet, so let's not talk about these sad things. Let's talk about something else. Do you know who saved me this time?"
Tang Chen said, "Since you asked me this, I guess the person who saved you must be someone I know."
Lin Feng then added, "You do know him. He's the shopkeeper of your Chun Zai Tang. I didn't expect that after all the twists and turns, it was your people who saved me."
Tang Chen knew that Liu Yong's family would be safe in Lin Feng's hands. Although she had previously received news that Liu Yong was "selling out his master for personal gain," she always felt that she was lucky. At least the good people she believed in always turned out to be real. "Since you've already gone to Shi Zairong's place, why didn't he come back with you?"
Lin Feng didn't tell Tang Chen about Liu Yong's true identity. He only said, "Before saving me, he secretly settled his family somewhere else. They should have been reunited with their family now. He had something to tell you. He said that during your absence, Chunzaitang's business has been getting worse day by day. It's good enough to be able to keep the capital, so..."
Although the safety of people is the most important thing, Tang Chen still couldn't help but want to say: "Tsk tsk tsk, what a profiteer."
Under Wang Yanzhou's resentful gaze, Tang Chen and Lin Feng recalled their past experiences together. Tang Chen's gaze then slowly fell on the familiar purple bamboo flute at Lin Feng's waist: "This flute seems to be the one I gave you before, right?"
Lin Feng lowered his head and looked at the purple bamboo flute at his waist. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Well, although your taste is not very good, this flute is a good choice. It is quite easy to use."
Tang Chen suggested, "Really? I haven't heard you play the flute for a long time. The moonlight is just right today. Are you in the mood to play a tune?"
"No, I'm afraid your husband will beat me later." While speaking, Lin Feng also glanced pitifully at Wang Yanzhou, who was already surrounded by thunder and hail behind him.
Tang Chen said, "Don't bother with him, he's so jealous, so jealous." After hearing what Tang Chen said, Wang Yanzhou was really jealous. Okay, didn't you say I was jealous? I'm already jealous, so let's just settle the score: "...Qiu Liang!"
Qiu Liang, who was following them in the dark, heard Wang Yanzhou's sudden shout and thought he was going to ask him to come out and deal with Lin Feng in front of Tang Chen. He was so excited that he almost twisted his ankle accidentally: "Wang, Your Majesty."
Wang Yanzhou waved his sleeves and ordered, "Go get my zither, now, immediately, right away."
"yes!"
Tang Chen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when she heard this. So, they were going to get the piano. She was so scared, she thought they were going to fight. Putting aside other things, Lin Feng's body wasn't fully recovered yet. Forcing a fight with someone was not only unfair, it was clearly bullying, which would be a big letdown. "Get the piano? Then you two want to play together? That's great! I'm in for a treat today!"
After a while, Qiu Liang came and fetched Wang Yanzhou's seven-stringed zither like a gust of wind. Wang Yanzhou found a random stone and sat cross-legged on it, saying provocatively: "The zither is here, stop talking nonsense, do you dare?"
Lin Feng smiled and said, "Why not?"
Wang Yanzhou's face changed, and the tenderness in Tang Chen's eyes seemed to turn into water and flow out as he said, "Madam, there are not many stools here. We will be here for a while, and you can listen in the pavilion next to us."
Tang Chen nodded. Although the sound of the guqin was not loud, he could still hear it from such a distance. "That's fine. I'm tired and want to take a break."
"Qiuliang, stay with your wife."
"yes."
In the Moonlight Garden, Wang Yanzhou and Lin Feng had already positioned themselves and were looking at each other. Lin Feng was not willing to lose the upper hand in terms of momentum and said, "So, let's have a fair fight today, right?"
Wang Yanzhou said unhappily, "Think what you will. I can only say that I've been unhappy with you for a long time."
Lin Feng continued to smile and said, "Oh, in that case, I have to be careful. My injuries haven't fully healed yet, so I have to ask Your Majesty to show some mercy."
"If you're scared, it's not too late to admit defeat now."
There was a thorn in the side of the two men because of Tang Chen. Now that they were certain they couldn't be open enemies anymore, they might as well remove the thorn in their hearts as soon as possible. Wang Yanzhou felt that Lin Feng's persistent pursuit of Tang Chen was due to ill intentions, and Lin Feng also felt that Wang Yanzhou's interference had led to the irreversible situation today.
When the music and the wind carried it to Tang Chen's ears, he rubbed his ears uncomfortably and muttered, "This song is nice, but I feel a little dizzy."
Qiu Liang glanced at Tang Chen, raised his hand but didn't touch Tang Chen. Tang Chen only felt a warm current circulating in his head, and then disappeared with the dizziness.
Seeing Tang Chen's frown gradually loosen, Qiu Liang asked in a low voice: "How do you feel now?"
Tang Chen turned his head, his face full of gratitude, and said, "Well, it's much better now. Qiu Liang, what kind of Kung Fu is this? Can it also treat dizziness? Can it cure migraines?"
Qiu Liang's eyes twitched as he said, "It's just a blind cat catching a dead mouse. Madam, you're joking."
The murderous aura at the beginning of the piece gradually faded as the music progressed, replaced by a sense of calm and tranquility. However, at the end of the piece, the two who, relying on the sounds of the instruments, had hoped to use their internal strength to determine who was superior, finally achieved the victory they had always hoped for.
Lin Feng sighed deeply, put away the Purple Bamboo Flute, and said, "...After all, it was King Qingliang who had the better of the two. I lost."
Wang Yanzhou knew better than anyone why Lin Feng lost. After all, God was treating him well. "You're not bad either, so I consider you an opponent. From what you said in your song today, I know you've let go of the past. If I continue to push you, it would be rude."
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