The most important thing is that the person who is being evaluated at this moment is Jiang Zhige, and he heard Ning Qiu Shui's piano music much earlier than Mo Ziyan.

Speaking of courage, Mo Ziyan once had it, but all she got in return for her courage was a slap in the face and an angry "get out".

If Mo Ziyan stepped forward to play the flute at this moment, it would probably break the atmosphere and arouse Jiang Zhige's disgust.

Xiao Ling saw Mo Ziyan's concerns and couldn't help but said anxiously: "Hey, Ning Qiushui can play the piano, why can't you play the flute?"

"Since you like him, you can't just stay in the corner and watch him, right?"

Mo Ziyan's eyes were filled with tears and she felt a little confused in her heart.

Xiao Ling is right. If you like someone, how can you always avoid him?

Rather than being rejected or even hated, Mo Ziyan was more afraid of never being able to set foot in Jiang Zhige's world again.

Just as Mo Ziyan was hesitating, Jiang Zhige also had the answer in his heart.

Ning Qiu Shui is different from Su Qingqiu and the other two girls. She has no close connection with Emperor Xuancang himself, and she only likes her junior brother Jiang Zhige.

The two of them were unable to be together because of Nangong Rou, and now that they meet again, it is just a fresh start.

Therefore, Jiang Zhige does not need to feel that his identity as a time traveler has tarnished Ning Qiu Shui, nor does he have to pretend to be heartless and avoid Ning Qiu Shui's affection. He can just try to get along with Ning Qiu Shui with his true intentions.

If you truly love each other, you will be able to be together naturally in the future.

Lu Tianjiao also came back to his senses from the sound of the piano and asked with emotion: "Senior Sister Qiushui, what is the name of this song?"

“This song is about lovesickness.”

"Junior brother, love is hard to understand, how can you explain lovesickness?"

Ning Qiu Shui sighed softly, looking straight at Jiang Zhige's profile.

Even though she never complained or cried about Jiang Zhige's deliberate indifference, she did feel some resentment.

This song of lovesickness expresses the pain of not being able to see each other for thirty years due to being separated by a wall, and also expresses her sincere love for Jiang Zhige.

Now Ning Qiu Shui doesn't ask Jiang Zhige to respond to her feelings immediately, she only asks Jiang Zhige to stop avoiding her.

Lu Tianjiao knew about their past, so he kept silent and observed the changes in Jiang Zhige's expression.

Jiang Zhige's eyes no longer had the previous helplessness. His brows relaxed and he said softly, "Senior Sister, although the word love is difficult to understand, it can be solved one by one."

"If the word lovesickness has an echo, why bother to resolve it?"

One-sided lovesickness may seem unsolvable, but as long as there is a response, many problems can be easily solved.

Lu Tianjiao was stunned. From what Jiang Zhige said, was he going to respond to Ning Qiushui's feelings? However, if Jiang Zhige and Ning Qiushui got together, what would Mo Ziyan and the other two do? Apart from anything else, would Su Qingqiu, the Supreme Empress of the Spirit Realm, agree to have Ning Qiushui by her side? Hearing this, Ning Qiushui's beautiful eyes rippled, and she looked straight at Jiang Zhige who was looking back.

The moonlight was dim, like a wisp of bright gauze. The two looked at each other in silence. The atmosphere seemed quiet and beautiful.

At this moment, the sound of flutes rang out again in the woods.

Jiang Zhige and the other two were all stunned, and the charming atmosphere was instantly broken.

Mo Ziyan sensed something was wrong, but she didn't stop, nor did she dare to stop. She tried to use her beautiful flute music to make Jiang Zhige change his mind.

It’s a pity that if the flute sound does not receive a response, no matter how mysterious and beautiful it is, it will seem embarrassing and abrupt.

Jiang Zhige had a complicated expression on his face and closed his eyes without saying a word.

"Girl Ziyan."

Lu Tianjiao also sighed helplessly, not knowing how to help Mo Ziyan break the deadlock.

Not far away, Xiao Ling felt embarrassed for Mo Ziyan and whispered, "Lu Tianjiao, you blockhead! Give me some compliments!"

Lu Tianjiao couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this. What was the point of praising her at this time? As an elder who had watched Mo Ziyan grow up, Lu Tianjiao naturally wanted to help Mo Ziyan, but he was not Jiang Zhige himself after all, and he couldn't change Jiang Zhige's mind.

Mo Ziyan had tears in her eyes and kept playing the flute.

When she heard Jiang Zhige's answer to Ning Qiu Shui, she knew that she had been defeated miserably.

So Mo Ziyan was also very clear that playing the flute at this time would only lead to a deeper predicament.

But she had no choice but to muster up more courage to try, otherwise she would not even be qualified to see Jiang Zhige in the future.

Just as the atmosphere became increasingly dead silent, bursts of piano music began to emanate from the woods.

The flute sound, which originally seemed monotonous and even noisy, became lively against this backdrop.

The sound of the flute is like a breeze falling through the forest, refreshing and relaxing, just like an evening breeze on your face.

The sound of the piano is like a trickle of water, long and slender, and combined with the sound of the flute, it seems like a depiction of a beautiful spring scene.

Seeing this, Lu Tianjiao breathed a sigh of relief. He took a sip of wine and immersed himself in the music.

After a long time, when the sound of the zither and flute became gentle, Lu Tianjiao murmured: "Wonderful, it is really wonderful. Listening to this mysterious and heavenly music, I will have no regrets in my life."

Jiang Zhige didn't want to disturb her and just listened quietly to the beautiful music.

To be honest, regardless of the implicit mood in the song, it is really fascinating.

When the song ended, Mo Ziyan wiped away the tears from her eyes, her heart filled with gratitude towards Ning Qiu Shui.

If it weren't for Ning Qiu Shui's help, she wouldn't know how today would end.

Seeing that Mo Ziyan still didn't dare to look at Jiang Zhige, Ning Qiushui pondered for a moment and murmured, "Miss Ziyan's flute playing is so amazing, what do you want?"

Being able to practice music to such a superb level is basically not just a simple love, and she also knows very well why Mo Ziyan is so loyal to the flute.

"A flute tune is nothing more than a question to your heart from afar."

Mo Ziyan felt more and more grateful in her heart. She didn't expect that the person who helped her the most was Ning Qiu Shui.

Lu Tianjiao knew that Jiang Zhige would not respond, so he smiled and changed the subject: "Brother Jiang, this place has wine, beauties, and heavenly sounds. If you are going to live here for a long time, why not give it a name?"

At this moment, Mo Ziyan's dilemma of suddenly playing the flute was completely broken.

Jiang Zhige sighed helplessly and replied, "In that case, let's call it Bailulin."

As soon as these words were spoken, Mo Ziyan was suddenly filled with excitement, and the hands holding the flute were shaking slightly.

The hundred notes, not just the piano music, proved that Jiang Zhige had recognized her again.

Ning Qiushui also nodded in approval, looked at Lu Tianjiao and said with a smile: "Lu Jianzun, please come and drink more often in the future. My junior brother and I will be waiting for you at any time."

"That's natural."

Lu Tianjiao sneered and did not talk about the beauty of this place. He was only one step away from becoming emperor, and he would have to learn more from Jiang Zhige in the future.

Not far away, Xiao Ling had a bitter smile on his face. Ning Qiu Shui took the initiative to invite Lu Tianjiao, as if she regarded herself as the hostess of Bailulin, and Mo Ziyan was still thanking Ning Qiu Shui.

In fact, Mo Ziyan naturally knew the gap between her and Ning Qiu Shui, but what could she do?