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    Chapter 87

    Although Yue Ruzheng finally remembered why she was separated from her aunt, but she was still young at that time, and she didn't know her aunt's name, let alone where she would go.  The two stayed in Gusu for another night, but Lian Junchu still proposed to return to Nanyandang with Ruzheng.

    Yue Ruzheng knew that even if she stayed here, there would be no news of her aunt, and they had been away from Zhejiang for some time, and it was not an option to stay away for a long time.  So he agreed to Lian Junchu, packed up his luggage together with him, and went to the south of Zhejiang.

    After a few days, the two arrived at Tiantai again. Yue Ruzheng led the horse, and Lian Junchu walked side by side with her on the mountain road, and said, "Ruzheng, do you remember that we were going to enter Chicheng Mountain last time?"  of¡­¡­"

    Yue Ruzheng nodded, passing by here that day, Lian Junchu originally wanted to go with her to pay homage to her mother, but she gave up because of a sudden headache.  Seeing Lian Junchu mentioning this again now, she knew that he intended to take her into the mountains again, but now that her life experience was uncertain, she couldn't help feeling a little uneasy.

    "Little Tangcan't we go after everything is clear?" Yue Ruzheng said in a low voice, looking at the green grass at his feet.

    Lian Jun looked at her in a daze, and said, "What does it matter if you just go to worship my mother?"

    Yue Ruzheng looked at his clear and worried eyes, her heart softened, and she forced a smile and said, "Okay then. I'm just a little nervous."

    Only then did Lian Junchu's eyes feel a little warm, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

    Yue Ruzheng couldn't help leaning towards him. Not far away, a woodcutter passed by carrying firewood, singing folk songs all the way, very relaxed and leisurely.  Looking at the woodcutter's back, she thought of the time in Nanyandang. If there were not so many disturbances, maybe she would not have realized that the life seemed cold and lonely, but in fact it was the most precious tranquility  comfortable.

    The years of chasing happiness and enmity are gone, and now she only has an extremely small wish, just want to be the most ordinary and ordinary person, without any complicated past, just want to be able to return side by side with Xiao Tang.

    Yue Ruzheng turned his face to look at Lian Junchu, he seemed to be in a trance, but his eyes were far away, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

    "Little Tang," Yue Ruzheng touched him lightly.

    "Huh?" He came back to his senses and looked at her with slightly raised eyebrows.

    "what's on your mind?"

    He smiled lightly, "Ruzheng, we will know each other for four full years soon."

    Yue Ruzheng was startled, and suddenly said pleasantly: "By the way, what I wanted to tell you a few days ago is that tomorrow will be the ninth day of February!" As soon as she mentioned this, she seemed to have forgotten all her worries, and said,  "I wanted to go back to Nanyandang with you, but now it seems too late Why don't we stay here on Chicheng Mountain for one more night, but there is no place for you to cook something delicious"

    She was talking to herself abnormally, with longing on her face and sparkles in her eyes.

    Lian Junchu stopped in her tracks, quietly listening to her haphazard arrangements.  She spoke very vigorously and smiled all over her face, but he was very distressed.

    He suddenly took a step forward, raised his arms, and put them close to her shoulders, "I don't need those."

    Yue Ruzheng stood in a daze under his reluctant touch, motionless.

    After a long time, she tried her best to smile, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "Little Tang, even if you never know who I am, I will always be with you and stay in the mountains."

    When walking up Chicheng Mountain, it was not too late, the sun fell faintly among the green mountains, and the wind blew through the branches, and there were countless spots of light.

    There are several ancient temples of different sizes on the mountain, and the incense is very good. They didn't go in, but walked towards Qiongtai along the secluded path.  Far away from the crowd burning incense and praying, the mountain road is long, but the two of them will not feel hard work and loneliness.

    "Would you like to take a break?" Seeing Yue Ruzheng's footsteps slowed down a little, Lian Junchu sensitively slowed down.

    "No need." Yue Ruzheng looked ahead, there was a stream bubbling not far away, circling among the rocks like a veil, its elegance was somewhat similar to Nanyandang.  This time when she entered the mountain, she did not hear the desolate flute sound again, she thought to herself, maybe the chronic illness was triggered by accident.

    "If it gets dark, can we go to the temple over there to stay for a night?" She looked at the distant scenery with great interest while talking to him casually.

    "It should be possible." Lian Junchu responded, looked up for a while, and said, "Ruzheng, if you climb this hill, you will be Qiongtai."

    ? Yue Ruzheng stopped talking, and his expression straightened upp;The woman in white clothes held a long flute in her left hand, and her right hand was caressing the tombstone, but now she put it back, Yue Ruzheng saw that she was arranging her hair in a random way, as if she was adjusting her makeup.

    "Look, it's spring again in a blink of an eye. I've learned a new song. I'll play it for you, and you can comment on it." She said to herself, then bowed her head to taste the flute again, her long sleeves fluttering slightly in the wind  , the sound of the flute lingers faintly among the pine forests of the tomb.

    Inside the thatched shed, Yue Ruzheng's breathing became more and more rapid, and her fingers were firmly on the back of the wooden door.

    After finishing the song, the woman in white clothes slowly raised her head, smiled towards the tombstone and said, "Tell me, I have made progress in this music theory"

    Before she finished speaking, a low cry came from the thatched shed not far away, making her turn around involuntarily.

    With a flick of her clothes, although her facial features are still beautiful in the past, the corners of her eyebrows and eyes have already been covered with fine wrinkles. Compared with her tall and graceful figure, it does not seem to be from the same person.

    Yue Ruzheng stood outside the thatched shed in a daze, the wooden door behind him was still opening and closing in the night wind, making a hoarse sound.

    The woman in white clothes suddenly took a few steps back vigilantly, holding the purple flute tightly, her eyes were clear.

    "Who are you?!"

    Yue Ruzheng took a wobbly step forward, and called out with difficulty: "Auntie!" (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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