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Chapter 513: The Music Is Not Yet Over, But the People Have

    

, did you really just fall off the mountain"As it turned out, Xiao Yufu and her two companions were captured on their way back from seeking the sacred water. They were severely humiliated, of course,...Feng Xuanshuang carefully put the painting back in its place. Although it was an ordinary painting, in his eyes, it seemed like a priceless treasure: "Everyone says she died at the age of 20, but I always feel she didn't die. I often dream of her trapped in a dark and hopeless cage, lonely and helpless, unable to struggle or redeem herself. Although I have seen her tombstone with my own eyes..."

Xiao Yu Ge remained silent, merely gazing at him. Suddenly, she felt that the old man before her wasn't as carefree as he seemed on the surface. Perhaps it was his persistence towards Shui Linglong, or perhaps it was the love that he hadn't had the chance to express. He didn't utter the word "love," yet every word was filled with it. He didn't speak of regret, yet every sentence was brimming with it!

"Old Feng..." Xiao Yuge reached out her hand towards him, wanting to say something, but ultimately retracted it. She couldn't feel this kind of regret, so how could she know how to comfort him

"She and I, after all, just weren't meant to be. She doesn't even know the feelings in my old heart..." He lowered his head and smiled, the marks of time on his face becoming more pronounced. The music wasn't over, but the people had dispersed. The wine was undrunk, yet his heart was shattered! The mountains and rivers were vast, the stars of humanity shone brightly, none were like her, and yet all were her.

Xiao Yu Ge suddenly realized that compared to before, the old man’s temples had turned much whiter. It was probably because in these past few months, he went to Tianzhu country and saw the tombstone of the person he had always yearned for. Perhaps at that moment, the longing in his heart suddenly vanished.

"Little girl, I've heard some things about you. Although I don't know what you're planning to do, there are countless difficulties in the world, but none are as hard to solve as matters of the heart. That prince is a good person, just with a short lifespan. However, even an incense stick's worth of warmth is better than a lifetime of icy loneliness. A moment of embrace is preferable to a lifetime of endless longing." If time could turn back, perhaps he would have been braver back then, if..."

It's a pity that there aren't so many "ifs" in the world.

"Old Feng, don't worry about my affairs. I know what I'm doing and what I want." Xiao Yuge pursed her lips, using a nonchalant expression to mask the hesitation in her heart. She hesitated about Qian Tingxuan, didn't she

"That's right. How can one know the bitterness and sorrow of life without tasting the vinegar and ink of the world Little girl, I have to leave. Perhaps I will never return in this lifetime. I am sorry for leaving such a large business for you. After all, it is my old man who owes you." Feng Xuan霜 patted her head, her voice full of apology and sadness.

"Where are you going" Xiao Yuge chased after him, her voice laced with a knowing tone. She had already guessed his destination.

“She likes being surrounded by people and hates being alone. I, an old man, want to spend the rest of my life with her, telling her everything that has happened in the past few decades since we were apart...” Feng Xuan霜 looked towards the horizon, where she seemed to see the woman who had haunted his dreams for decades.

Xiao Yu Ge originally thought that when she saw him again, she would definitely have a good fight with him, and then return the position of the landlord to him, before leaving gracefully. However, at this moment, she could no longer say those words.

"Little girl, take care!" Feng Xuanshuang patted the dust off her body and turned to leave.

Looking at his aged back, Xiao Yu Ge's hand clenched and unclenched, finally making a decision: "Uncle..."

Feng Xuanshuang froze in place, her hands hanging by her sides trembling visibly. She slowly turned around, staring at Xiao Yuge with disbelief: "You, you just called me what" Everything had been his plan; he had never dared to hope she would accept him, but...

"Uncle!" Xiao Yu Ge walked over and hugged him: "Take care of yourself!" She wanted to tell him about the jade pendant, but in the end, she decided to keep it a secret for now. Let him focus on doing what he wanted to do without any distractions. She could handle the other things herself.

Feng Xuanshuang patted her on the back and smiled happily, her mood complex and excited. She never expected that she, who had lived a solitary life, would have an adopted daughter when she was old. Although it was her own plan, she accepted him now, didn't she

He once lived on the edge of a blade, carefree and unbound. But now, he has something to hold onto, and someone holds onto him. It turns out that having family is like this feeling.

“Father, I will guard Frost and Snow Pavilion for you. When one day, you are tired and can no longer walk, if you want to come back, I will go pick you up and take care of you in your old age!” Xiao Yuge never made promises lightly, but once she made a promise, she would always keep it.

"Good child! Take care!"

Take care!

Feng Xuan霜 waved goodbye to her, and he began to look forward to the day when he was old, with children and grandchildren around him, enjoying the joy of a family reunion. That was something he had never thought about in his life, perhaps from today onwards, he could start thinking about it.

After Feng Xuan Shang left, Xiao Yu Ge let out a long sigh. For some reason, his mood suddenly became heavy, and he lost all interest in playing with Mu Huan. As he walked, he found himself at the Ba Yue Pavilion.

This pavilion, once filled with so many memories for her, always gave her a strange sense of familiarity whenever she came here. It was very quiet, and few people usually came here. At this moment, she needed this kind of peace and quiet; she needed to think carefully about the future.

Since her rebirth, she had only one word in her heart: revenge. She wanted to change the course of events from her previous life. She made the second scum man, Chu Tianqi, willingly gouge out his own eyes; she also made the third scum man, Ning Feng, taste the bitterness of losing everything and being betrayed by the woman he loved. Yet, only Qian Sichin, the most damned one, remained unscathed. But he was her true love, and for the sake of the common people, she had to give up revenge. But wasn't she unwilling

Three scumbags in her past life coaxed and deceived her, playing her like a toy. In the end, they killed her for Xiao Yufu, the white moonlight of their hearts. She couldn't swallow this injustice. Why was Xiao Yufu's life so precious in their eyes Didn't her life matter too

Life and death are determined by fate, so why should they take her life to save Xiao Yufu Besides, Xiao Yufu isn't sick at all. She's just afraid that she'll take everything from her, so she used their hands step by step to get rid of her. Therefore, they deserve to die! Xiao Yufu deserves to die too!

Because of her parents, she had never gone too far against Xiao Yufu. However, if Xiao Yufu continued to provoke her bottom line, then she couldn't be blamed for being ruthless.

Of course, I can't kill Xiao Yufu. Can't I at least get a little revenge Since she likes to play the weak and pitiful card so much, let me indulge her and make her truly weak!

Thinking of this, Xiao Yuge unconsciously played with the lockbone knife in her hand, a wicked smile curling at the corner of her lips: "The medicine I picked, and the blood from my heart, are not something anyone can eat. It can be nourishing, but it could also be over-nourishing!" And it should take effect very soon.

"Song!"

Just then, a familiar voice came from behind me.rent from anything else. 。And immediately soothed her: “Yue’er, I’ve known my senior brother for so long, he is a man worthy of your love. He is kind and upright. Although he doesn’t talk much on a d...