"Ah, Nanny, where is that beautiful zither and flute duet coming from?" Yan Xijun put down the book in her hand and asked Nanny An, who was sweeping fallen leaves beside her. It's really strange, how can such a desolate and cold palace have such elegant music drifting over?

  "Probably from the back mountain over there."

  "How can there be the sound of a zither here? Who is playing it?" Yan Xijun expressed her doubts, and the wet nurses had been in the Cold Palace for over ten years, they should know something about it.

  An TaiTai said disdainfully: "Who else could it be? Of course, it's those women in the harem who are behind this. Their tricks and tactics - how would we, who have experienced it all before, not know?"

  "It's just that, it refers to which unfortunate concubine will use the sound of the guqin to win back the emperor's heart." Next to her, Li Yiniang also walked over and chimed in. She used to be a palace maid serving Empress De, after Empress De passed away, she had no relatives, so she voluntarily entered the Cold Palace to settle down. However, she was a woman who only cared about her own interests, couldn't bear seeing others do well, and liked to kick people when they were already down.

  "Can the two ladies often hear this here?" Yan Xijun thought to herself, this matter shouldn't be as simple as what Lai Ayi said. The palaces of those consorts in the imperial palace are so far away from the Cold Palace, it's impossible for them to be the ones playing the zither.

  "The sound of the guqin can often be heard, but the combination of the guqin and sheng is rarely heard, only a few times a year."

  An Da Niang recalled that she had grown accustomed to hearing the sound of the qin and took it for granted.

  "Oh, I see!" Yan Xijun nodded as if she understood, yet didn't quite understand, and picked up the book in her hand to continue reading.

  "Ah, Yan girl, get used to it!" An Ayi saw her bowing her head to read again and didn't disturb her, went straight to the other side to sweep, Li Ayi saw no one paying attention to her, also left uninterestingly.

  Yan Xijun, after they left, read for a while longer, but the sound of the qin and xiao kept coming to her ears, and she couldn't help but get up with her book and search for the place where the music was coming from.

  It's estimated that the back mountain of the Cold Palace has never been visited by anyone, with waist-high weeds and lush small trees everywhere, not even a narrow path. Looking at the high green brick wall on the distant high mountain, Yan Xijun let out a soft sigh, the imperial palace is indeed heavily guarded, no matter where you go, you can never escape this high wall.

  In the distance, there were sounds of guqin and sheng, which became clearer and clearer. Yan Xijun felt that they had all arrived here, and if she didn't go to figure it out, her heart wouldn't be at peace, nor would she be willing to give up.

  Forget it, let's go and take a look, to see who is playing the piano and blowing the flute. Yan Xijun stuffed the book back into her sleeve, picked up her skirt and headed towards that lush little forest.

  Following the sound of the piano, that direction was easy to find. Yan Xijun was so determined to find the person playing the piano because she too was a master of music and wanted to meet someone who shared her passion.

  As she walked out of the small forest, when she stepped onto that small hillside, Yan Xikun couldn't believe her eyes at the scene before her. A vast valley stretched out below, with large tracts of sunflowers planted in it. The golden flowers faced the sun and burst forth with radiant smiles, each one looking so spirited and full of vitality.

  In the midst of a sea of flowers, there stood a small six-sided pavilion. Because it was far away, the pavilion was not very clear to see, only vaguely seeing a woman in white clothes playing the zither, and a young man in purple clothes blowing the sheng. The harmonious scene and beautiful scenery deeply shocked Yan Xijun, for this reason, she wanted even more to see who the two people inside the pavilion were.

  It's really unexpected that there is such a beautiful place deep in the palace, it's simply a paradise on earth. Seeing this, Yan Xijun seemed to see hope, because the world she wanted was like this.

  Listening to the beautiful melody, Yan Xijun couldn't help but feel emotional. The people in the harem were indeed hidden dragons and crouching tigers, able to play such a wonderful piece of music, they must be extraordinary people. This made her even more eager to see the two men's demeanor.

  As they gradually approached, the sound of the guqin and sheng duet became clearer. Yan Xijun stood quietly under a few stalks of sunflowers, gazing at the two people in the pavilion, preparing to take a good look at who they were.

  This glance was enough to shock Yan Xizhen, for she saw two people who shouldn't be seen together. Both of the people in front of her were familiar faces.

  That purple-robed young master with the fluttering sleeves was none other than Chu Yixuan, and who else could it be? And that white-robed woman, as lovely as an immortal fairy, was exactly the one in the portrait she had seen that night. She really hadn't expected to run into them both here, and she had thought that the woman in the portrait was no longer alive in this world.

  Yan Xijun didn't dare to linger any longer, turned around and headed back, Chu Yixuan was a dangerous guy, if he found out about her presence, who knows what kind of consequences would arise.

  Because I was in a hurry and didn't see the road clearly, I accidentally fell over a sunflower and cried out as I crashed to the ground.

  "Who? Come out!"

  With a loud shout, Yan Xijun hadn't even reacted yet when his body was suddenly lifted up by someone.

  "Uh...", Yan Xijun awkwardly lifted her head, looking at the master who was holding onto her shoulder with a difficult expression: "That... Lord Luo, could you please let go of my shoulder?"

  Luo Zhong gazed at the small face with a smudge of mud, and seemed to have some impression of the woman's eyes. Suddenly, the image of the Empress flashed in his mind, and he exclaimed in surprise: "Yan Mei Ren, how did you end up here?"

  Isn't Yan Meiren supposed to be in the Cold Palace at this time? How did she suddenly appear here?

  Yan Xijun scratched his head and said: "That, Lord Luo, is an unexpected surprise, an unexpected surprise!"

  "Lu Zhong, who is this person?" came Chu Yixuan's questioning voice from the pavilion.

  Lu Zhong was at a loss for words, looking at Yan Xijun and then at the master of the pavilion.

  Yan Xijun's heart knew it wasn't good, and she had already startled him. The sound of the guqin and sheng had stopped, probably when she let out a cry of surprise!

  Yan Xijun looked up and saw that Chu Yixuan and the woman in white were walking towards the railing of the pavilion, looking down at her from a higher position.

  "What is she doing here?" When Chuyi Xuan saw the woman peeking from under the sunflower, she couldn't help but pause in surprise. How did she end up here?

  Then, he felt that this matter was not proper, she had already been imprisoned in the cold palace, how could she appear here again, and also knew this secret place, and even let her bump into him and Xue Er's affair.

  Such a woman cannot be tolerated to still be alive in this world, she knows too many secrets. Thinking of this, Chu Yixuan's handsome face turned gloomy, "Luo Zhong, bring her up for me."

  "Beautiful lady, forgive me for my rudeness." Luo Zhong said, stretching out his hand to grasp Yan Xijun's shoulder, and with a swift motion, he lifted her up and flew towards the pavilion.

  Yan Xikun closed her eyes in despair, it's all over, this time it's really all over. Chu Yixuan will definitely not let her go, knowing such a secret from him, it's hard to avoid being silenced by him.