"Husband, you're going to play the zither for me?"
Upon hearing Shen Lang's words, Wang Yuyan's face lit up with excitement.
What girl hasn't dreamed of a man sitting before a piano and playing a solo for her? Although there was no piano now, only a guqin, Wang Yuyan was still thrilled.
More than the piano, Wang Yuyan preferred the guqin.
"Since we got married, I haven't given you anything. Today, I'll present you with a piece of celestial music."
Shen Lang walked to the guqin, sat down, and then gently placed his hands on the instrument. After a moment, his fingers lightly plucked the strings, and a melody as enchanting as a sprite's song began to fill the air.
Wang Yuyan had never heard such beautiful music. For a moment, she was completely captivated, and began to sing along with the rhythm of the melody.
"That day, I closed my eyes amidst the incense smoke in the temple, and suddenly heard your true words recited in prayer."
"That month, I turned all the prayer wheels, not for salvation, but merely to touch your fingertips."
"That year, I prostrated myself along the mountain path, not to seek an audience, but to feel your warmth."
"That lifetime, I circled mountains, rivers, and stupas, not to cultivate a future life, but only to meet you."
"That instant, I ascended to immortality, not for eternal life, but to bless you with joy and peace..."
The clear and beautiful zither music, coupled with the sweet and moving singing, not only shocked those outside but also attracted countless flying birds.
Thousands of birds landed on the orphanage walls and branches, watching everything with silent devotion.
"Miraculous, truly miraculous! The zither music and singing merging to attract flying birds, I can't believe such things exist in this world."
King Zhou Wu said to Chu Ling'er, "Though Mr. Shen is young, he is a true marvel."
"Of course, who do you think his senior brother is?"
Wo Long said proudly, smiling, "My senior brother is a once-in-a-millennium genius. He masters anything at a glance and perfects it with a second."
"Shen Lang, this kid truly knows everything. He is indeed the son of Qingyi and Shen Tianjun, inheriting the finest genes of the Song and Shen families."
Song Shidao sighed, "If this kid hadn't gone missing for nineteen years, he would likely be a powerful figure or a financial magnate controlling the world by now."
Five minutes later, the song ended, but everyone remained immersed in the celestial music, completely unaware that it had stopped.
"Husband, thank you. This is the best gift. I will remember it forever and never forget."
As Shen Lang's fingers left the strings, Wang Yuyan stepped forward, hugged him, and said gently, "Meeting you is the happiest thing in my life. Marrying you was a destiny I cultivated for hundreds of lifetimes. Please never abandon me, okay?"
"Abandon you?"
Shen Lang kissed Wang Yuyan's forehead tenderly and said, "You are my wife. How could I abandon you? Don't worry, never. I want to have many children with you and grow old together."
"Thank you."
Hearing Shen Lang's confession, Wang Yuyan's eyes welled up with tears, moved as never before.
At this moment, Wang Yuyan's resolve grew stronger: all the other women around Shen Lang should disappear, they should leave. This was her love, and she would never allow anyone to share it, not even a little bit.
Since it belonged to her, it would always belong to her. Anyone who dared to share it would have to disappear.
While Wang Yuyan was lost in thought, Shen Lang kissed her deeply. Wang Yuyan's mind went blank, and she succumbed, only emerging from the room two minutes later.
"Senior Brother, I was wondering what guqin could produce such beautiful music. It turns out to be the Wenwu Qixian Qin! The old man has been longing for it for decades, and I never expected to find it here today."
Wo Long looked at the black guqin in Shen Lang's hand, astonished. "If the old man sees this guqin, he will surely be overjoyed. I've never seen him truly happy."
The old man was Shen Lang and Wo Long's master, and the person closest to them. However, over the years, neither Wo Long nor Shen Lang had ever truly seen the old man happy.
He could joke and banter with Shen Lang and Wo Long without restraint, but Shen Lang and Wo Long both sensed a deep sadness hidden in the old man's heart, a sadness they couldn't understand or resolve.
Over the years, whenever the old man spoke of the Wenwu Qixian Qin, his expression would change, and his eyes would light up. Shen Lang and Wo Long knew how much the old man cherished this guqin, which was why they were so happy to see it.
Hearing Wo Long's words, Shen Lang smiled and handed the Wenwu Qixian Qin to him. "Wo Long, take the Wenwu Qixian Qin to Qiulong Mountain yourself and personally give it to the old man. Let him be happy for once instead of playing the erhu like he's mourning the dead."
"Senior Brother, I understand. I'll fly there by helicopter myself and guarantee the zither won't be damaged in the slightest."
Wo Long carefully took the Wenwu Qixian Qin and smiled. "Senior Brother, you found this zither. You should deliver it to him yourself. How about we go together?"
"Together?"
Shen Lang heard this and sighed. "The old man never wanted me to come down the mountain. I secretly escaped when I left Qiulong Mountain. If I go back, he might force me to stay."
"In a few days, the Military Security Department has an arrest mission, and the World Medical Competition is about to begin. If I'm kept on Qiulong Mountain, it might delay many things. So, you should take it to Qiulong Mountain."
Shen Lang said, "The old man has always been very lenient with you. He won't make things difficult for you if you go."
"Senior Brother..."
Hearing Shen Lang's words, Wo Long's face fell. "The old man is always unpredictable. If he's unhappy, I might be left on the mountain to be tormented for a year or half a year. You'll have to remember to rescue me then."
"Don't worry, the old man definitely won't."
Shen Lang patted Wo Long's shoulder and smiled. "You're taking the Wenwu Qixian Qin back. No matter what, he won't make things difficult for you. He likes to discipline me, his unruly disciple, but he's never been interested in disciplining you."
"Alright, if that's the case, then I'll go. Senior Brother, if I'm gone for too long, remember to save me."
Wo Long left, driving away in a helicopter. After Wo Long left, Yang Ce also led his men away, leaving only Shen Lang and Song Shidao's group.
Three hours after Shen Lang and his group departed, Wo Long had already traveled hundreds of miles away.
However, as the helicopter hovered a few hundred meters above Qiulong Mountain, a terrifying force slammed down upon it, instantly crushing the helicopter to pieces.
Yet, Wo Long was unharmed.
The moment the helicopter was destroyed, Wo Long leaped out of the aircraft, holding the guqin, and landed precisely at the entrance of an ancient Taoist temple on Qiulong Mountain.