"Ah!" Feng Yu Heng shrieked. After all, her qinggong ability was rather lacking and had not reached the pinnacle of perfection. In such a short distance, she would not have the time to circulate the energy from her dantian. She could only accept her fate and close her eyes to wait for landing. She even began to consider whether she would land on her left buttcheek or right buttcheek.
Unfortunately, the expected "thump" sound and pain did not arrive. Instead, she fell into the arms of a person, and the sound of a sneer entered her ear.
Feng Yu Heng immediately understood. Before she could even open her eyes, she said, "I was wondering why there was nobody stopping us from leaping over this wall. It turned out that Xuan Tian Ming was waiting for me down below?" She opened her eyes; however, her attention was pulled toward the person behind the one that had caught her, "Seventh brother, you also came with him to heckle?"
Sure enough, Xuan Tian Hua stood behind him in his white clothes. Waving a fan, he was shaking his head and smiling bitterly at her.
The arms holding her held her tighter, and Xuan Tian Ming said: "Dear wife, you've become quite bold. You even dare to leap over Winter Moon Palace's walls."
Feng Yu Heng felt a little bitter inside: "I wanted to go through the front gate, but most importantly, I could not! Father Emperor's desire to get in is endless." She sighed and leaped up from Xuan Tian Ming's body then waved up toward the top of the wall: "Huang Quan, come down."
Huang Quan leaned over and flew down before saluting the two princes. Xuan Tian Ming grabbed his wife and said: "Let's go, we need to quickly go in. Imperial concubine mother is extremely annoyed by this singing, thus she called seventh brother to come and play the zither for her."
Feng Yu Heng looked at the servant behind Xuan Tian Hua and saw that they were holding a zither. In her mind, she began to wonder if the sound of the zither could drown out the Emperor's singing.
At this time, imperial concubine Yun was leaning back in her bed against some pillows. She looked to have recovered a great deal. Upon seeing them, she quickly waved but said to Xuan Tian Hua: "Hua'er, quickly, quickly play a song for this One. If that old guy continues singing like this, this One's life will vanish because of it."
Xuan Tian Hua laughed and did not say anything else. The servant placed the zither on a zither table that had been prepared beforehand. He sat down and gently felt it.
Feng Yu Heng went to examine imperial concubine Yun's health and provide an infusion.
It had to be said that Xuan Tian Hua's zither playing ability was truly too mystical and moving. It sounded like a pearl falling on a jade platter, and it felt like an uncatchable shooting star. The sound that came from the strings greatly alleviated the annoyance that imperial concubine Yun had been feeling.
This was not the first time that Feng Yu Heng had heard Xuan Tian Hua play the zither, but the tone was different each time. It could change with the environment, and it could guide people's moods to follow the melody. Feng Yu Heng recalled a rumor that she had once heard. Apparently, in ancient times, there were zither players that did not play for the sake of cultivating their tastes or for anyone else's enjoyment, nor was it to attract ladies. Instead, they used the zither as a type of weapon. With just a few waves from the song and zither, the melody would have an extremely large amount of power. It was capable of being a sharp weapon, and it was as powerful as ten thousand soldiers.
There were many countries that expended a large amount of money to hire this sort of zither player, and they could often obtain a victory. Unfortunately, there were very few such musicians. In the world, it was already a blessing to find one or two such people.
