The melodious sound of the zither reverberates through the air, but the not-so-distant Dark Clouds Spirit Flower is still as unresponsive as before.
Although Muyan has been mentally prepared, she still regretfully stops guiding Di Ming Jue’s movements on playing the instrument.
Seeing the side of his face, Di Ming Jue looks like wants to continue, and Muyan speaks rare placating words, “Don’t mind it, this isn’t your fault. My qin is somewhat special. Except for me and Xiao Bao, it’s useless when other people play it. And maybe this isn’t the right method, so I’ll have to think of another…”
Muyan still hasn’t finished saying her words.
Di Ming Jue narrows his eyes in displeasure, and the fingers that were originally resting over the zither strings suddenly pluck on the strings.
In a split second, air seems to take a more solid form around the Tian Mo Qin, and blast out.
A gust of wind seems to rush over the medicine field like a gigantic tide.
Countless herbs are thoroughly and violently shaking, some even breaking.
And those four blue flowers buds that were originally incipient, after the sound of the zither, very small cracks gradually burst open at a speed visible to the naked eye.
A rich, cool fragrance fills the air of the entire courtyard.
Muyan instinctively takes in a deep breath.
Her body and mind feel incredibly light and carefree.
She even has the image of the shackles of her Qi Sea, her bottleneck, somewhat loosening a bit.
This method really is effective!
To urge its development, the flowering stage requires an energy of a higher rank than Mysterious Energy, and that’s Spiritual Energy.
And like Xiao Bao, Di Ming Jue doesn’t need to be recognized as Lord to be able to play the Tian Mo Qin.
Muyan suddenly comes back to herself, she has a bad expression as she looks at Di Ming Jue, “You didn’t need to play a song on the zither at all, and you can operate the qin sounds to make the Dark Clouds Spirit Flower bloom?”
Di Ming Jue takes a step closer to her, lowering his voice as he says: “Yes!”
“You were just toying with me?” Muyan grits her teeth.
“No.” Di Ming Jue denies and he bends down, lightly pecking on her lips, “Collecting payment!”
She is left speechless about this man who is becoming more and more shameless in his actions, becoming more and more thick-faced.
At the sidelines, Han Ye and Ying Mei are stunned by just looking.
Is this their Jun Shang – the one who’s cold, aloof, and unapproachable?
And why do they feel like their hearts are clogged, really wanting to turn around and leave: after all, what remains unseen is deemed to be clean.
If Han Ye had read Baili Liuyin’s notes, he would’ve known that there’s a phrase “feeding dog food”!
(edited) single person forced to watch a couple being intimate.
As long as Jun Shang is with Miss Muyan, he would keep feeding on dog food.
Especially how life would be without meaning otherwise!
However, thinking that Ying Mei, as he’s secretly in love with Miss Jun, is more broken-hearted than he is:
Han Ye feels like his own gloominess is like a fleeting cloud, and he must pull Little Shadow away from the wrong road.
That layer of barrier around each of the flower buds has been broken, and the flowers have completely bloomed, along with Muyan’s mood.
The sounds of the zither starts to play, pleasant and much better-sounding than the one a few moments ago.
Muyan is sitting cross-legged on the ground, her white clothes and black hair flutter softly in the the breeze.
She has a very small smile, and her fingers are sparkling and translucent as they strum on the strings. Glimmering eyes seem to ripple under the sun, stirring people’s hearts.
Di Ming Jue’s eyes are unblinkingly focused on the young woman, the blaze in his eyes are repressed, hidden – but it seems like it could start a prairie fire at any moment, no longer could it be controlled, nor endured.
As the sound of the zither wanders out, formless energy spreads out and envelopes the entire courtyard.
And the herbs that have been struck down, broken and in chaos from Di Ming Jue’s zither sound attack – they all frantically grow with great vitality once more.