The Snow Maidens Are Heartless, Not Heartless
The next morning, Ji Ruchangfeng opened his blurry eyes and looked at the snow maiden who was taking care of him. He couldn't help but feel a little excited. This was a snow maiden, the snow beauty of Qin Shi. There probably wouldn't be another person in the world who was being taken care of by her. Of course, Gao Jianli in the future didn't count.
"What are you thinking about? Can you tell me?" The snow maiden's bright eyes flashed, and her arched eyebrows seemed to be furrowed. Her beautiful eyes seemed to be happy, but she was not happy.
Ji Ruchangfeng came back to his senses and saw her sparkling eyes. Her shoulders seemed to be cut, her waist seemed to be restrained, her neck was long, and her skin was beautiful. Her temperament was quiet and elegant, and her beautiful hair was like clouds that fluttered in the wind. She was like a fairy who had fallen into the dust. It made people feel ashamed. They were stunned for a moment before they came back to their senses."N-nothing!"
The snow maidens thought that he was thinking about poetry and songs, but he seemed to be hiding something from them. She rolled her eyes at him and said,""If it's inconvenient to tell me, it's fine if you don't say it. I don't have any intention of making things difficult for you.”
Ji Ruchangfeng looked at her slightly furrowed brows, her beautiful face was filled with a holy radiance, and her posture was elegant and calm. He couldn't help but say,"So beautiful!"
"What did you say?" The snow maiden frowned and looked at Ji Ru Changfeng in confusion.
Ji Ruchangfeng saw her pretty face was slightly annoyed and frowned slightly. Her white and soft hair was tied into a simple bun on her head and fixed with a 'jade' hairpin. A small lock of hair casually hung down, giving off a unique laissez-faire charm.
He immediately cupped his hands and bowed." I said that you are a celestial being with a graceful temperament, just like a white lotus that cleanses the world. I am ashamed of my inferiority. Ji Ruchangfeng has offended you in many ways. Please forgive me, Miss Snow Maiden. Don't lower yourself to my level!"”
Although the snow maidens 'joy was fleeting, Ji Ru Changfeng still managed to capture it. How many women in this world didn't love beauty?
The snow maiden turned around and saw Ji Ruchangfeng's serious expression. She couldn't help but chuckle and say,""You don't need to do such a big bow, and you don't need to be humble. Those poems from yesterday must have made Young Master's talent outstanding, so why do you need to do this?”
" Miss Snow Maiden, you must be joking," Ji Ru Changfeng hurriedly said." I admire you from the bottom of my heart. I dare not underestimate you!"”
The snow maiden did not say anything else. She turned around with a flushed face and sat down beside the guqin in the room. She stretched out her fair hands and caressed the strings of the guqin. Ding, ding, dong. A string of guqin music flowed continuously. The rhythm gradually became more and more rapid, sometimes fast and sometimes slow. However, every note was so accurate, and every note still had an unfinished aftertaste. It made people look forward to it wholeheartedly and savor it.
The sound of the zither was gentle and gentle, like the sound of the heavenly Sanskrit. The snow maidens began to sing along with the music."Qing Qing, Zi Jin, my heart is long. Even if I don't live, Zi Ning won't inherit the voice? Green jade pendant, long I miss, even if I don't live, how can you not come? Open ah, in the city palace ah, a day without seeing, as if three months ah!”The voice was soft and sweet. The sound of jade came from the sound. It felt like a spiritual peak crossing the sky, or like a spring falling from the clouds.
Ji Ru Changfeng had already completely integrated into the music, and she was singing Zi Jin from the " Book of Songs ".
The Book of Songs was the earliest collection of poems in ancient culture. It collected 305 poems of the Zhou Dynasty. It was originally called "Shi" or "300 poems". The Confucian scholars of the Han Dynasty called it the Book of Songs.
For the next two days, the snow maidens helped him change his 'medicine' three times a day and brought his three meals into his room. They took care of him carefully, and her pretty face blushed. However, she refused to 'talk' to him or share meals with him every time, so much so that Ji Ruchangfeng did not dare to 'ask' questions.
The snow maidens played for a long time every night, and the melody became softer and softer each time. It was as if the music was filled with tenderness and sweetness, but it was also complicated and difficult to understand. It made Ji Ruchangfeng toss and turn on his bed, unable to fall asleep.
In the blink of an eye, three days had passed, and Ji Ruchangfeng's injuries were no longer a big deal. Under the moonlight outside the room, the fairy played the zither again. Ji Ruchangfeng flipped and turned on the bed, cursing himself in his heart for being so unmanly. He actually couldn't do anything when facing a 'woman'. To think that he was a person who had reincarnated. To make such a' woman 'look at him in a different light, he had to have extraordinary skills. He had more than 2,000 years of knowledge than the people of this era. This was wealth and should be used well. She liked poetry and songs, so she should start from this aspect.
The next day, Ji Ruchangfeng walked out of the house and saw the snow maidens playing the zither in the ancient pavilion of the Feixue Pavilion.
A pavilion, an ancient pavilion, a zither, and a beauty.
The breeze and the music fused, creating a beautiful and spacious atmosphere. The immortal music lingered in the pavilion, as if it was entertaining itself and communicating with nature.
Ji Ruchangfeng walked to the side of the beauty. Today, the snow maiden was still wearing a blue and white dress, which was especially compatible with her otherworldly temperament. Her snow-white skin and cherry lips were beautiful. He barely controlled his emotions and smiled."Miss Snow Maiden, your zither is as beautiful as the sounds of nature, and I admire it greatly. I suddenly had an inspiration last night and wrote a poem. I wonder if you can play the zither according to my lyrics and tone.”
When the snow maidens heard that he was going to sing an original poem, they couldn't help but feel interested. They pressed down on the strings and nodded."This isn't difficult. Just sing it, and I'll play the zither to harmonize the melody.”
Ji Ruchangfeng raised his horn in a very lethal angle and smiled.""Then this one will embarrass myself in front of Young Lady.”
Then, he adjusted his voice and sang in a deep and affectionate voice," Wolf tooth moon, that person is haggard, I raised my cup to drink up the snow, who was it that overturned the past life cabinet to stir up trouble? Fate Formula, after several cycles of reincarnation, you frown and cry, but the beauty can't be called back. Even if the history has turned into ashes, my love will never be extinguished, as prosperous as the flowing water in the east. I only take a ladle of love, understand, only love you, the incarnation of the butterfly, your hair is like snow, sad and beautiful parting, I burn incense to touch who. Inviting the bright moon, let the memories of love be perfect under the moonlight. Your hair is as white as snow, and your tears are flying everywhere. Who am I waiting for? In the drunken years of the world of mortals, I use no regrets to engrave a monument of eternal love for you."
The song "Hair Like Snow" was sung in a deep voice. There was a mood of drinking and seeing through the grievances of the world. It was faint and quiet, desolate and vigorous, without losing the praise of love and the depth of love.
The snow maiden's hands trembled, and she was at a loss for words. She seemed to understand that Ji Ru Changfeng had written this song especially for her.
The snow maiden stood up and smiled at Ji Ruchang Feng.""Young Master's words are shocking, and the words used are novel and unique. In the future, it will definitely be something extraordinary.”
"I call it 'Hair Like Snow'!" Ji Ruchangfeng replied.
"'Hair Like Snow', people with white hair can't help but sigh. The world is heartless, but I have no heart.”The snow maiden shook her head and sighed.
Ji Ruchangfeng knew what the snow maidens were thinking. The snow maidens were not heartless; they were just hiding their feelings very well. After all, Ji Ruchangfeng knew in his previous life that the snow maidens must have been through some kind of emotional trauma, which was why they swore never to marry.
"Heaven and earth are full of emotions, and the world is full of vicissitudes.”Ji Ru Changfeng couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the dejected snow maidens.
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