Every time he returns to Luoyang, Yan Xing will visit Cai Yan as usual.

Previously, with the help of Wang Can, Cai Yan began to rescue and repair the lonely books of ancient books left by his deceased father Cai Yong. Later, although Wang Can left Luoyang for Xiangyang, Cai Yan stayed in Luoyang City.

Under the guidance of his maid, Yan Xing walked into the front yard of Cai Yan Yashe. As he slowed down, he saw the plum blossoms still blooming in the front yard at a glance. After learning from the maid that it was Cai Yan personally carried it, Yan Xing walked to the blooming plum blossoms and quietly looked at the unique plum blossoms.

The maid sued her and turned around and left to inform Cai Yan.

Yan Xing looked at the plum blossoms planted by Cai Yan with his own hands, and he couldn't help but recall the few meetings he had with Cai Yan.

When they met in Luoyang for the first time, the tranquility in Cai Yan's eyes, which was a stunning glance in the ox cart, and the faint bookish aura left an impact on Yan Xing. By the time they met Cai Yan for the second time in Anyi, the suffering of the troubled times had destroyed Cai Yan's originally unbeautiful life trajectory, but her tranquility still attracted Yan Xing.

Although suffering left traces on her thin face, her eyes were still clear and bright. Although the horse's hooves and bows destroyed the books outside her body, the bookish aura on her body remained faintly.

Yan Xing couldn't help but reach out and touch the plum blossoms, and sighed softly

"There is a pride in the cold, and the fragrance fills the sleeves."

"Although the plum blossoms are proud, they are still hard to beat the cold spring."

A familiar female voice came from behind. Yan Xingxun looked back and saw Cai Yan wearing elegant clothes accompanying the maid, slowly walking towards his position.

Cai Yan has not changed much from the last meeting, and the irresistible years seem to have stopped again on her.

Yan Xing smiled faintly and said nothing.

Cai Yan understood what he meant, but she knew that no matter how proud the plum blossoms were, they could not resist the bone-bone spring cold. Because she had been to the bitter cold place where plum blossoms could not bloom and would only wither and die.

"The spring is so exciting, please come into the room, General."

Cai Yan bowed to Yan and invited him. In her house, without her permission, the maid in charge of taking the lead could not bring the guests into the inner room where Cai Yan was located.

Yan Xing nodded and signaled the guards who came to stay in the front yard, while he followed Cai Yan into the inner room.

After the guest of the division sat down and the maid presented the hot soup, she consciously stepped out of the door and stood on standby.

The two of them sat in silence, and Yan Xing then spoke slowly.

"After arriving in Luoyang, I thought about visiting Cai Jia. I also brought a few rolls of Zuo Bo paper improved by Hedong craftsmen. Everyone worked hard to repair ancient books and other things. These new papers were just right to catch up with the wonderful use."

Although Cai Yan did not observe with his own eyes, she also knew that what Yan Xing brought was definitely a better writing paper than Zuo Bo's paper. She did not refuse and gently thanked Yan Xing.

"I have thanked the general for his kindness here. I really don't dare to take it as a name for everyone. The general should call me Zhao Ji."

Yan Xing nodded and said with a smile

"Okay, all industries in Henan County are waiting to be developed. Zhao Ji insists on staying in Luoyang to repair ancient books. I don't know if there are other difficulties. If it is true, it's okay."

Cai Yan shook her head and said

"Pei's family is taking care of my concubines on weekdays, and sent people to send money, salt, rice, pens, letters and other items. I live here without worries and can always repair them quietly, recording the old books and sub-books left by my father. In the chaos, it is already a special encounter, so there are no other difficulties."

"That's good..."

Yan Xing said, his eyes unconsciously staying on Cai Yan's body. The tranquility and indifference on Cai Yan's body suddenly made him feel surprised.

He had also met Cai Yan in Luoyang City before. At that time, the noble and outstanding Cai Yan also had this kind of tranquility. It seemed to be an intellectual beauty, which left an impression on Yan Xing, who first entered Luoyang.

And now this tranquility seems to be more of a kind of tough beauty, which deeply attracted Yan Xing.

It is both ordinary and great.

Completely different from the women around Yan Xing, Pei Shu is also a wise woman with intellectual beauty, but she presents more of a responsibility. As a child of the Pei family, as a wife of Yan Xing, as a mother of the child, sometimes Yan Xing is a little shocked. How did his wife quietly bear these heavy responsibilities?

6 Yue also has a kind of tranquility, but she is a natural beauty; Zhang Rui also has a kind of tranquility, but she is a kind of tranquility; Aqige, Dong Dai, and Ma Yunlu all have wild beauty; Yan Wan is a kind of tranquility, which is different from the tenacity beauty of Cai Yan in front of her.

Yan Xing felt that this may be related to Cai Yan's life experience. A daughter of a gentry who had received education from the Three Bonds and Five Constant Chronicles since childhood; a miserable person who had experienced the pain of losing his husband, father, and son; a survivor who suffered various worldly sufferings and endured the heavy fate of ordinary people; a strange woman who grew up in the heart of the Central Plains where humanities are abundant, lived in the soft-talking Jiangnan of Wunong, and was wandering to the north of the frontier with wind and sand.

A kind of greatness of a woman makes Yan Xing, who is in a high position, feels small, let alone develop a blasphemy.

Countless sufferings have been added to her fragile and humble body, and then a new life is born tenaciously on her fragile and humble body. This new life is inheriting a kind of tough beauty called civilization.

Yan Xing didn't know when he had already possessed huge metaphysical power in his hands, and he would be attracted by this metaphysical power in Cai Yan.

Yan Xing was looking at Cai Yan, and Cai Yan was also looking at Yan Xing.

Of course she would not think that the General of the Cavalry in front of her was greedy for her body. She might be more delicate and beautiful than an ordinary woman, but with Yan Xing's power and status today, he could obtain many beautiful worldly beauty through various legal and reasonable means.

She would not think that Yan Xing was greedy for fame. Saving the daughter of the famous scholar Cai Yong and resolving ancient books and classics can indeed gain reputation, but these reputations are not worth Yan Xing's personal actions.

Yan Xing's eyes rarely have sharpness or distracting thoughts, as clear as water, just like an ignorant child looking at his mother who was struggling with hardships by his family.

Perhaps there is a soft place that has no place to rest in this iron heart.

Cai Yan finally spoke out and broke the atmosphere in front of him.

"General, have any worries?"

Yan Xing also escaped from his thoughts, he nodded and said

"I thought of a recent dream, dreaming that I returned to the ancient tribe, and I slowly became a wizard, controlling the sacrifices of heaven and earth, with blood in my hands. Everyone in the tribe believed that I had the ability to communicate with heaven and earth, and I also believed in my ability. But suddenly one day, I felt that what I communicated was not the sky, but the chaos, and I was not the earth, but the cliff abyss."

"Fear, boredom, pain, do you understand?"

Cai Yan listened quietly as the man in front of him who had great power in the troubled times was talking nonsense, she said lightly

"I can't interpret dreams, but I have a little bit of piano skills. When my father and husband were restless, I would play a song for them to calm their minds. Do the general want to try it?"

",, okay, then there will be no luck to Zhaoji."

Yan Xing thought for a while and finally spoke.

Cai Yan, who received the reply, immediately stood up and came to Suqin in the room. She put her slender fingers on the strings, looked up at Yan Xing and said.

"General, you still need to close your eyes when listening to the piano."

After hearing this, Yan Xing subconsciously looked around Cai Yan's inner room of Yashu, and then slowly closed his eyes.

Yan Xing, who was sinking into darkness in front of him, was quietly waiting for Cai Yan's quiet piano sound in a state of anxiety. However, after waiting for a long time, Yan Xing, who felt more and more uneasy, could not wait for Cai Yan's piano sound. He felt anxious and opened his eyes quickly and looked at Cai Yan who was playing the piano.

Cai Yan was still sitting in the seat, her slender fingers were still on the Suqin. Looking at the strings, she seemed to have become intoxicated by the emotions she created.

Seeing this, Yan Xing was not easy to disturb him, so he had to close his eyes again and wait quietly. This time, his uneasiness seemed not so strong. He waited patiently. At this time, the first clear sound of the plucking strings finally came from his ears.

Yan Xing waited for a while, then another second sound rang. After waiting for a while, he heard a different third sound, and then he fell into silence again.

Yan Xing felt an impatience again, but this time he did not open his eyes. He silently waited for the fourth string to ring. Sure enough, it took a long time to hear the fourth sound, and then the fifth sound. After these five sounds, the sound of the piano suddenly accelerated, and the noisy sound of the piano continued to echo in Yan Xing's ears.

With the sound of the piano, various pictures appeared before Yan Xing's eyes, the babies in the cradles laughed and cried, the men and women in the mulberry forest, the flesh and blood battlefield of golden swords and iron horses, the blue flowers in ruins...

Then Yan Xing saw himself wandering in front of a door, bowing his head and pondering. Just as Yan Xing wanted to see his face clearly and hear his voice clearly, he suddenly fell into an ethereal state. The sound of the piano was still ringing, and the self who was wandering in front of the door, bowing his head and pondering disappeared again. His body was light, as if he was ascending to the immortals, and he felt that he was about to take off.

This ethereal feeling lasted for a while, and Yan Xing, who had returned to normal, finally couldn't help but open his eyes. At this time, he had adapted to the light again and found that Cai Yan had walked to the window.

Yan Xing was very surprised. He stood up and left the seat and couldn't wait to share with Cai Yan all the changes he had just experienced while listening to the piano, especially the wonderful feeling in the end. It really made Yan Xing completely lose his distractions and sharpness, and the sound of the piano took away fear, boredom, pain, etc.

However, after listening to Yan Xing's description, Cai Yan firmly told Yan Xing.

"General, I just played five sounds, and the sound of the piano behind me came from."

Facing Cai Yan's clear gaze, Yan Xing, who confirmed that she was not lying to herself, fell into silence again.

Could it be that the piano sound behind me was really the song of my heart? Is that all kinds of pictures the state of mind in my heart, and the feathering in the end in the air lifted up not the power of Cai Yan, but another illusion created by my heart disorder.

Yan Xing pondered and said nothing, so he forgot that he wanted to ask Cai Yan to join him in Guanzhong and teach his teachers about his children in the future.
Chapter completed!