Chapter 151: Reminiscing the Past is Rare and Commendable (Five Watches)

"He's my eldest brother, and we've worshipped God. Fortunately, you said something and came back, otherwise, I would not have paid attention to you. When he said this, Hatoasa was very confident.

It seems that everyone in the world is begging him to take care of it.

"Hahaha, hahaha......" The old man laughed heartily when he heard Hachiasa say the last sentence.

Jiuqian didn't talk more, and said in his heart that he had something to fight with his second brother's teacher.

After drinking the last sip of tea, Gu Qian stretched out happily, pushed down Pei Sanqian, and rested his head on Pei Sanqian's stomach very skillfully, and pressed his hands with ten fingers interlocked, pressing on his stomach.

He planned to squint slightly for a while, waiting for the two brothers to return safely.

He's my big brother, how can something happen to him that has nothing to do with me?

Jiuqian is not blind, nor is he stupid, use his brain, string clues, and know why the chief supervisor is in Qiyimen.

Because, when they left the imperial city, Qi Yi told the chief supervisor that they would return to Qi Yimen.

At that time, Hatoasa didn't bother to think about what the chief eunuch was doing in front of them.

At this point, he understood everything.

The Twelve Supervisors, phew, that Yunqi is still a thing, and the others are all imperial eagle dogs.

Suddenly thinking that the person who gave the order was the empress of the dynasty, Jiu Qian instantly felt that the woman was stupid to death.

If you still want to arrest my big brother, don't like me if you're stupid!

The dove rubbed Pei Sanqian's soft belly with his shallow head, and thought secretly in his heart.

Pei Sanqian was suddenly angry, and was about to push away the hateful Gu Qian.

However, the old man waved his hand gently at Pei Sanqian, signaling the girl to let him go.

The ghost made the god send, the old man asked at will, Pei Sanqian actually forgot to resist, and really let the dove be pillowed on his body.

The old man, Qi Chuansheng, got up lightly, sat down on the side of the guqin, and put his dry fingers on the strings.

However, Pei Sanqian finally changed his posture.

If the dove had to lean on her stomach, wouldn't she have to lie down too?

What does that look like?

Pei Sanqian vigorously pushed away Jiuqian's heavy head, which made Jiuqian unhappy for a while.

Fortunately, Pei Sanqian just sat up while he was pillowing on his lap.

The meat pillow of the dove is not noisy, regardless of whether it is a stomach or a thigh, for the dove, the difference is not so big.

When the woman's movements were calm, Gu Qian suddenly smelled a fragrance, not like the scent of ink in the study.

Gu Qian slowly opened his eyes, two shadows in front of him, and the peaks covered his vision, and he couldn't see the face above the woman clearly.

I went, I don't usually think it's that big.

The dove swallowed his saliva and closed his eyes again.

Time flows slowly.

The old man, who had been touching the strings for a long time, finally plucked the first sound after Qi Yi and the smoke and rain came in.

Qi Chuansheng closed his eyes and pondered for so long, it turned out that he was waiting for someone to return.

When I stepped into the burrow, I heard the sound of the guqin.

Qi Yi and the smoke and rain are not people who don't understand Fengyue?

Without words, they picked up the open space and sat down.

By the time everyone heard the old man's sonata, it had been a long time.

Legend has it that the ancient song of the good night can be played for a whole night, and it has been passed down to this day, and most people who are good at the qin have only heard of the light song that has been simplified a lot.

After listening to the song that was a little different from the past, he naturally did not suspect that the old man was playing blindly, and his heart trembled slightly, and his heart said that this is probably the true appearance of the ancient song, right?

Listening to the tune, his fingers involuntarily tapped his knuckles, slowly beating the beat, and his mood slowly changed with the tune.

At some point, the plucking of the old man's fingers has become a gentle touch.

Qi Yi quietly listened to the teacher's piano sound and was slightly moved.

It may seem like a good night to mortals, but only he knows how long it has been since he has plucked the strings.

Just when everyone was immersed in the graceful sound of the piano, Pei Sanqian found a trace of warmth falling on his legs.

When she opened her eyes, she found that the dove on her lap was sobbing softly, tears like a spring, and two lines of hot tears hung on her delicate face.

Pei Sanqian had never seen Gu Qian's appearance like this, and there was a trace of panic in his heart for no reason, and there was a trace of extremely small throbbing pain, why was he so sad?

Listening to the sound of the old man's piano, he couldn't help but think of the scene where he lived with the man who vomited blood in the Immortal Forest.

Scene by scene, the man also played the piano like this, and he played this tune.

He clearly said that there may only be three or two people left in the world who still remember this song.

Why, then, did I listen to people play so easily?

Hatoasa was sad, and this ancient song instantly reminded him of the man and everything he had experienced......

Gu Qian suddenly bounced up, Pei Sanqian was startled, and his hands subconsciously stretched forward, wanting to hold him in his arms.

However, with tears in his eyes, he didn't see Pei Sanqian who raised his hand, glanced at the side, and suddenly threw himself into the arms of Yan Duanyu and cried.

"Big brother, I miss him, woo woo ......"

The smoke and rain suddenly turned slightly red in his eyes, and at this time, Gu Qian was a child who had lost everything in his eyes.

Missed him?

Or do you miss her?

The Pei sisters were confused.

When Pei Qingsi opened her eyes, she just found that her sister hurriedly withdrew her hand raised in mid-air.

Qi Yi looked at the eldest brother tentatively, turned his head after the smoke and rain, and looked at each other.

In a moment's heart-to-mind exchange, the two instantly understood everything, and Gu Qian should have remembered the lonely tomb in the Immortal Forest.

The dove cries loudly, and the sound of the piano stops abruptly when the cry sounds.

The old man Qi Chuansheng looked at the dove softly, and sighed quietly stroking the qin.

That man used to be the best person in the world to play the piano, but he reminisced about the past and sighed in vain.

Pei Qingsi liked Gu Qian, the rude man who pulled her bow, very much.

She only realized at this moment that her sister might be too, but she didn't want to tell anyone.

When the dove pounced on the smoke and rain, Pei Sanqian's eyes were lost, and Pei Qingsi could see it clearly.

Everyone was quietly waiting for the dove to vent his emotions, and the dove cried for a while, and the tears wet a large piece of clothing on the chest of the smoke and rain.

The dove was holding her tears and felt cold.

So he moved a little, and finally moved around to find that the front of the eldest brother was completely wet.

So the dove gave up the smoke and rain, and threw himself into Qi Yi's arms again.

The clothes in front of Qi Yi were also soaked with his tears, and he didn't change again.

However, he still glanced at the Pei family sisters and glanced at their chests.

In the end, I don't know why, Hadosha forgot it and simply stopped crying.

The dove looked east and west with tears in his eyes, laughed and cried the two brothers, and killed the two women angrily.

Qi Chuansheng looked at the warm scene in front of him, the man smiled warmly, the woman was annoyed, and he appreciated this clean child with a sniff in his heart.

In the past, the arrogant Qi Chuansheng felt that in this world, his joy was given to Fengyue, to Liangjie, and to the purity of the world.

Today, he finally met the first person in his life who did not have any love in his heart.

He is willing to give his great appreciation and put on a good show in the future.

The old man stroked his beard and was at ease.