Phoenix Moon Boundless

  Lu Xuan slowly turned around.

  Suddenly facing her, Ah Xu's eyes lit up, and he quickly took a step forward, using his tall figure to block Lu Yue behind him. He asked in a low voice, "How did you come here?"

  Lu Xuan raised her head and replied in a low voice: "Zhang Feng kidnapped me."

  As soon as the voice fell, Ah Xu's face changed greatly. At this time, Lu Yue said again: "It was half a time ago that I was kidnapped and came here, I knocked out the maid and walked to this place."

  Lu Xuan looked at him, with a hint of pleading in his clear and distinct eyes, "Can you take me out?"

  After some thought, Lu Xuan still decided to ask him for help directly.

  Ah Xü was just about to speak when Zhang Feng's voice came from behind, "Ah Xü, I'm calling you, what are you dawdling here for!" It was getting closer and closer.

  Ah Wu's face changed slightly, and he growled: "You go that way."

  He pointed towards the woods on the right side. Lu Xuan hummed a sound and turned around to take steps.

  Just as she took a step forward, Zhang Feng's loud voice suddenly rang out, "Halt!"

  The shout was loud and shrill, and for a moment everyone stopped their noise and turned their heads in this direction.

  What a miscalculation today!

  Lu Xuan smiled bitterly and walked slowly to one side, her right hand pulling out a piece of bamboo leaf from her sleeve, which she had casually plucked while on the road earlier.

  Then, Lu Xuan slowly turned around.

  Facing Zhang Feng, who was storming towards her with a furious expression, and Ah Xu, who had his lips pursed and a gloomy face, Lu Xuan suddenly turned around. She bowed to the crowd and said in a clear, cold voice: "Young Master Zhang has misunderstood. Since I promised to perform for everyone, how could I possibly retreat at the last minute?"

  "What are you talking about?" Zhang Feng was bewildered. His hand had already reached out towards her.

  Lu Xuan just smiled faintly, as if she hadn't noticed Zhang Feng's outstretched palm, and put the bamboo leaf to her mouth, playing a tune.

  She played it. It was "Bai Tou Yin".

  A clear sound with a hint of lingering bamboo leaves. Amidst the din, it rang out, causing everyone to pause in surprise, including Zhang Feng, who also stopped in his tracks.

  Recently, the duet of qin and zhudi has been all the rage in Chengdu, but no matter which wealthy family you go to, you can't find anyone who is truly skilled at playing the zhudi. Now, suddenly hearing that Lu Xue can play it, everyone was stunned.

  Lü Yu played the White-headed Lament on his flute as he passed by Ah Xue and walked towards the pavilion.

  The sound of the bamboo flute is clear and lingering. It comes slowly, but with a coldness and dryness that no other instrument can match. This coldness seems to have a sense of vicissitude, sometimes it sounds like it's not suitable for grand occasions, but when played by Lu Yu, this coldness makes it unique, making everyone simultaneously feel the same way as Zhuo Wenjun did when she played this piece years ago - how desolate and self-mocking.

  This is an irreplaceable melody!

  Lu Yuan surpassed Zhang Feng.

  At this time, Zhang Feng had already put down his raised hand. The young man's eyes were shining brightly, and the angry expression had changed to a smug one. If in such an occasion, his newly acquired concubine could bring him such great honor, it was indeed something to be proud of.

  Walking slowly and playing quietly, Lu Xuan soon arrived at the pavilion.

  Standing in the pavilion, she slowly took down the bamboo leaves, smiled and bowed her head to look at the zither player, saying: "Why doesn't the gentleman play music?"

  The qin master looked up at her, nodded, and placed his ten fingers on the strings. Then a smooth and elegant melody floated in.

  It is "Phoenix Seeks Phoenix".

  Lu Yu walked to one side, she leaned against the railing of the pavilion, her eyes slightly lowered, and began to recite in a low voice: "In Linquan there was a daughter of the Zhuo family, named Wenjun, with eyebrows that seemed to gaze into the distance like mountains, a face as lovely as a lotus flower, skin as smooth as jade... In Chengdu there was a son, named Sima Xiangru, who was young and had no relatives, skilled in playing the zither, happened to visit the county magistrate's home, knew that Wenjun was newly widowed, with beauty unmatched, talent unparalleled, so he played 'Phoenix Seeking Phoenix' to express his feelings."

  The sound is like the bamboo sound just now, with a clear and cold tone, with a low-pitched tone, winding and coming, smooth as spring breeze.

  Slowly, the crowd in the garden walked over and quietly sat down, listening intently.

  After reciting, it's music, the sound of the piano and the rustling of bamboo leaves blend together, with a hint of extravagance in its elegance, and a touch of vulgarity in its grandeur. It makes one immerse in the beautiful fantasy, yet can't help but wake up, can't help but feel from deep within that it's all fake, all these beauties, all these entanglements, are just temporary illusions!

  The music still lingers, the clear and cold chanting continues, but unknowingly, the girls' sobbing sounds come faintly.

  Everyone is already infatuated.

  There are more and more people in the garden.

  This symphony has been circulating in Chengdu for a while now, but every time it's performed, people just think it's novel and think to themselves: "So music can also be used to express stories."

  At the same time, they would also think that the sound of the guqin is mixed with the sound of bamboo leaves and blown out, but I don't know what kind of scene it is.

  Now they finally understand.

  It turns out that the sound of bamboo leaves, which seems to be played by ordinary people in the countryside, when paired with the sound of the qin, can move people to tears.

  It turns out that hundreds of years ago, that bold and unconventional, peerless beauty who looked down on worldly things also had such despair and sorrow...

  The music slowly came to an end.

  In the silent and soundless atmosphere, Lu Yu took out the bamboo leaves from between her lips, bowed to the crowd that had not yet come back to their senses, and said in a clear voice: "On that day, with Wen Jia Lang Jun, Shang Shi A Ti, and Xiao Shi A Yan, after playing this tune together, I closed my door and didn't go out. I didn't know that this music had been sung all over Chengdu. Under the itch of skill for a moment, it made everyone laugh."

  She said calmly that she came out to perform because of a sudden itch for skills.

  However, what everyone noticed was not these things.

  But it turned out that this popular song in Chengdu was actually played by this young woman in front of me?

  Unconsciously, the gaze of the crowd towards Lu Xuan changed. This change was not because Lu Xuan played this melody. This inferior skill, even if it were excellent, could only gain admiration from the common people in the streets and alleys. What truly caught their attention was the subtle hints hidden between the lyrics and melodies that flowed with the music, which revealed the noble bearing of the composer.

  Suddenly, buzzing sounds rose from all sides.

  Among the discussions, Lian came hastily, she was shocked when she saw Lu Yue, then let out a sigh of relief. Then, she quietly walked to Zhang Feng's back, leaned in close and whispered to him in a low voice.

  Ling's guilt and fortune, Zhang Feng did not see either way.

  He just stared at Lu Xuan.

  Lu Xuan was also walking in this direction at this time.

  She walked with elegance and ease, as if her status was originally noble, at least no worse than the people in front of her.

  In the blink of an eye, Lu Xuan arrived in front of the Tao family's young girl. She bowed to her and then raised her head with a smile: "Sister, please forgive me, I lied earlier. Although I am friends with Xiao Shiyan, my surname is not Xiao, but Lu. Please don't blame me for deceiving you."

  She turned around and bowed to the group of girls, saying in a clear voice: "Please don't mind."

  The Taoist girl was the first to react and hastily said: "I don't blame you."

  As soon as the voice fell, all the girls came to their senses and returned the courtesy one by one.

  At this time, the crowd of girls didn't blame Lu Xuan at all. Although lying wasn't a good thing to do. But after listening to Lu Xuan's performance, the girls felt an inexplicable closeness to her. It was as if she had expressed the thoughts they had always wanted to say but couldn't.

  But for Lu Xuan, apologizing to the girls was not the main point.

  Her real focus was to tell Zhang Feng, who was not far away, that sentence. "I am on good terms with Xiao Shi Ayan." Not only Xiao Shi Ayan, but also Shang Shi Atie and others...

  Lu Xuan knew that these people who had been struggling for power for many years were very sensitive to such words. It was a kind of sensitivity that would rather let things go than offend anyone.

  After she finished speaking, she didn't bother with Zhang Feng anymore, turned around and walked out freely.

  Before she knew it, Lu Xuan had already walked out of the garden.

  As she walked away, everyone finally came to their senses, and one of them even chased after her.

  Zhang Feng and Ah Xue kept staring, watching as Lu Yue exchanged a few smiling words with the manager before turning around and leaving again. They saw Li Niang catch up, still speaking in a low voice for a few sentences, before Lu Yue's figure disappeared from their sight once more.

  Before long, Liniang returned. She smiled reluctantly and bowed to Zhang Feng before saying: "My lord, Madam Lu said that she had an urgent matter at home and couldn't stay."

  A burst of sighs and inquiries rose from all sides.

  Lu Xuan walked out of Zhang's mansion.

  Moreover, she was being escorted back to the Zhang residence by the major-domo with great respect and courtesy.

  Not long after sending her down, another steward and Liniang also rushed over. They moved six boxes, all of which were full of jewelry and valuable things like brocade.

  This is a gift.

  As a gift to scare Luoyin.

  To show that she no longer cared, Lu Xuan returned the jade pendant that Zhang Feng had left here to them.

  Lu Xuan knew that this was only the first wave. After two days, when they had thoroughly investigated their relationships with Ati, Xiao Yan and others, there would be more gifts of accompanying punishment coming.

  Lu Yun returned in the evening.

  Lu Yun broke out in a cold sweat after hearing her sister talk about what happened today.

  He furrowed his brow in concern for a long time, then asked: "Sister, if you play the melody, won't they look down on you?"

  In a large crowd, those who play music with their faces exposed are generally musicians.

  Of course, there are also noble ladies who occasionally perform in front of people, but their identities are different, so they are destined to do things that will not be looked down upon.

  When she heard her brother's words, Lu Xuan didn't take it to heart: "Once they know I'm on good terms with Ati and the others, they won't look down on me." She then smiled and said: "Besides, I really don't care about what other people think. Whether they praise me or criticize me, there's no need to pay attention to it."

  Actually, there are far more advantages than disadvantages.

  The first time he heard his sister say she didn't want to get married, Lu Yun was stunned. He stared blankly at his sister, and suddenly, tears welled up in his eyes.

  Pressing her lips together, Lu Yun said hoarsely: "Sister... you... I..."

  He didn't know what to say. He thought that if it weren't for the fact that Erlang had regretted their engagement, and if he hadn't been too weak at the time, his sister wouldn't have suffered so much humiliation, almost being kidnapped today, almost losing her innocence, and wouldn't have had the idea of not wanting to marry anyone.

  Lu Xuan glanced at Lu Yun, who was crying with tears streaming down his face, and restrained a smile without comforting him.

  It seems like I owe everyone five chapters this month?

  Starting from April, it will be updated once a day, and then one more chapter will be added for every 30 votes. First, the owed updates from March will be made up. RQ