"Have you got a good brother?" Qian Qianyi was stunned and looked at that person, but she didn't know what this person was planning.
"That's right. When I saw him last night, he was standing guard outside your room and was soaked in heavy rain all night. However, he was still pretty good. I like this system very much." Donglingyan said Then he took another sip of tea.
"You, what do you want to do?" Qianqian glared at him. She always felt that this man was very powerful.
"Me? What do you want to do?" The man looked at Qianqian, then looked out the window, and seemed to realize something, "Oh, don't be afraid, I came here to tell you, don't be angry with your brother anymore, he is also innocent. of."
"Hmph, what? If you want to apologize, just go ahead." Qian Qian pouted and then sat back on the round table and poured herself a cup of tea.
Qian Qian took a sip and suddenly felt refreshed, and the blood in her body suddenly seemed to be spiritual, flowing according to a certain pattern. It felt as if she had flown into the clouds, and her whole body was light and full of energy. .
"Yes." Donglingyan nodded slightly and looked at Qianqian. He knew that Qianqian must have entered a very strange state at this time.
"I, what happened to me?" Qian Qian suddenly woke up and looked at the figure in green.
"You're fine. You just took a sip of tea. Why do you want to take another sip? This is my fairy brew, and I never give it to outsiders." Donglingyan poured himself another cup of tea, and then Drink it all.
"Xianjiang? Why does it sound like the name of wine?" Qianqian looked at the tea in the cup. It was very clear, but if you look closely, you would notice a faint cyan color, just like the color of this person's clothes.
"Hahaha, who said the name of tea can't be called Immortal Brewing? Tea is a kind of taste, and wine is also a kind of taste. The two have something in common. Do you want another cup?" Dongling Yan smiled and looked at Qian Qian.
"Where's my brother?"
"Have you forgiven him?"
"Nonsense." Qianqian poured another cup of tea without ceremony and tasted it carefully. She wanted to remember the aroma of the tea. This was the real tea.
"Huh? Nonsense?" Dong Lingyan was startled, and then he laughed loudly, "Okay, okay, no one has dared to speak to me like this for a long time. You are the first one in these years, even your brother. Even I respect him very much, but I really want to know why you are so rude to me even though you know my extraordinary origins?" Dong Lingyan looked at Qian Qian with bright eyes.
"Do you really want to know?" Qian Qianye looked at him with unblinking eyes, as if she wanted to see through him, but the man in front of her was simply unfathomable. His eyes were so deep that he couldn't see to the bottom. Just like the night sky.
"Of course." Donglingyan smiled mysteriously and looked at Qianqian.
"Because," Qian Qian looked at him, "I don't belong here."
Dong Lingyan was startled, then laughed again, "Of course you don't belong here. You have to return to the Butterfly Clan. That is your home."
"Hmph." Qianqian snorted lowly. Anyway, the matter of time travel must be unbelievable to him, and he couldn't explain it clearly. If he wants to misunderstand it, then let him misunderstand it.
"What, I said something wrong?" Dong Lingyan looked at Qianqian, her expression just now clearly told him that he said something wrong.
"Home? Where is my home? I don't even know." Qian Qian sighed. When she heard the word home, she was really sad.
Qianqian was brought up by her grandfather. She had never seen who her parents were. Qianqian had asked her before, but her grandfather always sighed at her and would not tell her.
Grandpa, of course, was his biological grandfather, but later on, Qian Qian also guessed that they moved there from a far away place. She didn't know where the original place was because her grandfather never told her.
Sometimes, Qianqian would fantasize about the starry sky and what her parents would look like, imagining that they must be influential figures, with a handsome father and a beautiful mother.
Donglingyan looked at Qianqian's expression in his eyes and frowned slightly. He suddenly felt that this Qianqian seemed to be not simple. Not only was his single life not simple, but there were other aspects that were not simple. But where exactly was he not simple? He couldn't tell clearly.
"Okay, your brother will bring you to the Butterfly Clan, and I will give you something else." Donglingyan interrupted the awkward atmosphere just now and looked at Qianqian.
"Huh? What?" Qianqian turned her head and looked at him. This stranger actually wanted to give her a gift? She really wondered if she heard it wrong.
"Did you know that the butterfly family is generally not recognized by others? But why can I recognize you?"
"Why?" Qian Qianyi was startled, but she thought about it. When Qin Ling told her before, he also said that ordinary people would not be able to see her identity.
Dong Lingyan didn't say anything, but smiled mysteriously, "This is my secret, but I can give you something so that no one can see your identity."
"What?" Qian Qian looked at him strangely, feeling that this person was very mysterious, but fortunately, he was very approachable. Such a big heart was really rare for those who were aloof.
Dong Lingyan spread his hand, and something appeared on his palm.
"Bamboo flute?" Qian Qianyi was startled. This bamboo flute is what she is best at. You must know that singing requires some sense of music, and those senses of music come from talent, which is determined when a person is born. The second is that it is acquired, but it is acquired. If you want to develop a more advanced sense of music, you need to know some music theory knowledge. Of course, you need to master those simple instruments.
This bamboo flute can basically be said to be the simplest musical instrument. Therefore, Qianqian also learned the bamboo flute, but it was taught to her by her grandpa. Grandpa was a good flute player, but sometimes, grandpa also played the flute. , but the flute is a bit sad, and Qianqian doesn’t like to listen to it, so when Qianqian was around, grandpa often played the flute for Qianqian to listen to.
As soon as she saw Dong Lingyan take out the bamboo flute, Qian Qian's pretty nose felt sore and she was about to shed tears.
"Hey, you don't have to react so much, right? Although, I admit, this is not an ordinary bamboo flute." Dong Lingyan looked at Qian Qian who looked like he was about to cry, and smiled bitterly. Originally, he was still She thought that Qianqian would be happy, but unexpectedly, she actually made her cry. You know, Qianqian cried for a long time last night.
"You, why do you want to be nice to me?" After hearing Dong Lingyan's words, Qian Qian hurriedly wiped away her tears.
"It's nothing for me. I was just playing here and saw you two. Your brother is now my disciple. Since you are his sister, of course I have to take care of you." Donglingyan collapsed angrily. a cup of tea.
"Disciple?" Qianqian looked at Donglingyan in confusion, "No, you look like you are only twenty years old, why do you want to accept a disciple?"
"Oh, don't be surprised, but I still have to leave because I have important things to do, so I can't stay with you much longer. In the future, we will still have the opportunity to meet. Besides, do you think I'm twenty?" Years old, I am twenty years old, really."
"Uh..." Qian Qianyi was stunned. At this moment, this Dongling Yan looked even younger than a child.
"Huh? Haha, look at how anxious he is. Okay, I'll take you there right now."