PAMPERED CONSORT OF THE FRAGRANCE ORCHARD.BOOK 1

Chapter 36. A Certain Person Seems To Be Eating Vinegar..

Now that she has the resource to practice martial arts, Du Xiao Li began studying that ‘Wind Blowing Snow’ the very same day. First she carefully looked over the introduction about the flute in the front, noticing that it was more or less the same flute techniques that she’d learned in her past life. Thus, she quickly flipped through them, directly arriving at the martial arts section in the back. After studying it for a long while, she began practicing according to the book. But she tried several times, and still didn’t get that warm feeling in her abdomen like the book had said.

“Could it be because my subconscious mind is still unable to accept martial arts?” Du Xiao Li muttered.

In her past life, although she’d learned many things before, those were all using science as a foundation. And those phenomenons that went against science, for example, qinggong and whatnot, her own subconscious mind would deem as impossible, that’s why she still wasn’t able to grasp the basics of qinggong this whole time.

Thinking back to her past life, Du Xiao Li suddenly felt somewhat sorrowful. She had died. Don’t know if there’s anyone that will grieve for her. However, she didn’t have the slightest attachment towards that side, and she has never thought of looking for a way to go back. This was probably the sorrow of a rootless duckweed.

Suddenly, she saw the flute placed to the side. She lightly picked it up, her fingers stroked the small holes on the surface, her thoughts couldn’t help but wander far away. Afterwards, she had the flute placed to her lips as she began to slowly play it.

In the beginning, she only messily played some simple notes. After she retrieved the feeling from her past life, the flute sounds gradually connected into the famous tune from her past life, ‘The b.u.t.terfly Lovers’. At the time, when she’d learned this tune, her mother had often let her play.

Thinking about it now, the past life her had lived for that many years, yet had never fallen in love before. Her life was dark, love wasn’t something she could have.

Luo Qi listened to Du Xiao Li’s playing in the room next door. At first, he thought she was just playing around, but towards the end, he became more and more drawn in as he listened. Those adept skills, and the feelings brought out by the flute sounds, made him somewhat suspect whether or not this beautiful flute tune was actually played by that child.

Han Ming Yi laid in the little courtyard under the evening sky. Suddenly hearing the flute sounds, he couldn’t help but open his dozing eyes, and carefully listen.

“To think that there’s actually someone in the village that knows how to play the flute, and even play it this well. However, why does it feel that the person playing seems to have gone through an endless sorrow.” Ji Liu Feng at some point had stood in front of him, saying with sigh.

Han Ming Yi nodded his head and said, “Indeed there’s a kind of sorrowful feeling. Didn’t think that there’s even this kind of master in this village.”

“Eh, seems that girl, Xiao Li, hasn’t visited in several days?!” Ji Liu Feng carelessly said.

Niu Jing came out from the house and said, “Indeed, seems like she hasn’t come in four five days.”

“Could something have happened? That girl is home all alone. Can a child like that take good care of herself?” Leng Er somewhat worryingly said.

“How about Leng Er go check?” Niu Jing said.

“Okay, young master, I….” Leng Er wanted to tell Han Ming Yi, but before he could finish, he saw Han Ming Yi get up from the guifei couch and say, “Tired from lying down, let’s go for a walk.”