Zither Emperor Chapter 95 Chapter 24 Artefact within the Zither Part 3_1

95: Chapter 24: Artefact within the Zither (Part 3)_1 95: Chapter 24: Artefact within the Zither (Part 3)_1 An illusory voice echoes deep within Ye Yinzhu, its tone melancholic, yet clear.

This fluctuating emotion seems to be subtly expressing itself through a marvelous melody.

“I am a pearl in the Divine Hand, in God’s hands, I have reincarnated for five hundred years.

Five hundred years ago, people called me Ming Zhu.

I was a girl named Lan Mingzhu.

At the age of eighteen, I fell in love with a man named Qin Zhi.

He was twenty years older than me, but I still liked him without any hesitation.

I remember one morning, the sun was shining brightly, and I was chasing a lovely white-feathered sparrow into a maple forest.

Then, I heard the sound of a zither, clear and melodious – as calm as a placid stream, the enchanting music!

I saw him, Qin Zhi, a man in white with a clear profile.

He was sitting amidst the red leaves, the fringes of his forehead slightly drooping over his face, his hands gently flowing over the orange piano body in front of him.

The sound emanating was a heavenly melody intoxicating to all.

From that moment on, I fell for him irrevocably.

The melodious sound of the zither, along with the falling red leaves, I uncontrollably danced the “Rainbow Clothing”.

Just like that, in the midst of the red leaves, I danced for a stranger in white!

The Lan family, under Landias, holds sway over the world with wealth and power.

However, I just wish I was a normal girl!

But I am not, I am Lan Mingzhu, the only cherished gem in the palm of the Lan Family Head.

Qin Zhi, the man who was twenty years older than me but I loved dearly, was just a vagabond, even a wandering poet, not even a Divine Music Master, making a living by playing music-

” He is of lowly status, too old, tarnishing the Lan family’s reputation, not – suitable!” my father said so.

Then, our interactions were limited.

But I am the young mistress of the Lan family, I have never feared anything or anyone.

I am the only daughter of my father, so even though I have seen him ruthlessly kill erring servants, I am not afraid of him.

I went out of my way to find him, openly telling everyone: I love him, no matter what, I want to be with him.

On a night with a drizzle, when I sneaked out to find him again, I saw that he had fallen on the ground, and the blood on him was blooming like a bright red rose in the dark night!

“It’s my father’s doing, it’s him, it’s him” I thought!

He once told me: if I am happy once, he may only be able to be happy for me for a few days; but if I am sad once, he will definitely be heartbroken for me for several years.

But now my father has killed him!

I did not shed tears because the tears were already shed in my heart – I laughed crazily on my face, like a lily dancing recklessly in the wind, eerie, mysterious.

– That’s my father’s masterpiece!

– I swear, I only wanted to scare him, I really didn’t plan to kill my father.

It was me who put that snake on my father’s bed, a retaliation for him killing Qin Zhi, but I really didn’t plan to kill him.

But there is only one fact, I killed my father!

Yes, I killed the father who loved me, spoiled me, let me do whatever I wanted, and wouldn’t even frown at me plucking his beard!

No matter how much of a bad person he was, to me, he was a good father!

So, there is not much left in this world that I am fond of.

I drew a beautiful arc on my wrist with scissors, then laughed – without any care in the world.

I became a pearl in the hand of God, in the hand of God, I prayed for five hundred long years.

Since I knew of God’s existence, I realized anything is possible.

I asked God to let me see him.

God always told me that cause and effect are determined by the heavens.

Once the connection ends, even if you see him again, he won’t recognize you.

I said I didn’t mind, I just wanted to see him, see the man I had loved and missed for five hundred years.

God said that I am now a part of God.

If I am determined to go, remember not to shed tears.

He told me that a seeking soul should not be tainted by anything mundane and should not affect anything earthly.

One’s heart must be calm – not surprised, not happy, not sad, not angry.

I said I wouldn’t, because I had already reincarnated for five hundred years in the hand of God and had established a connection with God.

I would just go to see him, fulfill my wish, and then e back, continue my reincarnation in the hand of God.

God turned me into a beautiful butterfly.

One day, two days…

I flew across the boundless ocean.

One month, two months…

I flew across the vast desert.

One year, two years…

I crossed the lofty mountains.

I finally came to that maple forest, it was still full of falling red leaves!

His present life, still as reckless as it was five hundred years ago.

But I was only happy for a moment because I saw a person, a young girl in a pink dress dancing before him.

The same orange zither, playing “Silent Night Thoughts”, his face is full of smiles, and his eyes are filled with her figure.

He – took hold of her hand, his eyes filled with affection, said: “You are so beautiful”

They are nestled together.

“You are so beautiful,” he said in this maple forest five hundred years ago.

I didn’t care, I just came to see him, really, just that…

Who says I don’t care?

How could I not care?

Could I do it?

I couldn’t, I higher estimated myself.

I flew in front of his eyes, around his ears, flying around him shouting, “I am Ming Zhu, your Ming Zhu from five hundred years ago, do you know?”

He could not hear, he was just tenderly telling that girl: “Ya, look how adorable this butterfly is!” The girl, however, acted cutesy: “Are you saying I’m not cute?” He immediately tensed up and quickly explained: “No, no, you are the most beautiful and most adorable in this world, even this butterfly is not as lovely as you!”

I cried, I eventually cried, I still cried.

– God said, don’t cry!

I remember some things:

The orange zither…the wonderful melody…the red maple leaves like fire…

– I feel like I am disappearing, I seem to be getting fainter…

After I turned into a wisp of smoke, I entered the zither body placed on his knees!

The voice of God echoed in my ears: “After crying, you will turn into what you think of at that moment, never to reincarnate again…”

I became “The Zither’s Soul”, the soul of the zither in his hands.

I often think about the events in the maple forest five hundred years ago, at which time my emotions are extremely agitated, like a waterfall that cannot be stopped; I also often feel peaceful like when I was reincarnating in the hand of God five hundred years ago, without any wishes- I mean, all these emotions are expressed through the zither, I hope he understands!

He seems to have understood indeed.

He discarded everything in the mortal world, and devoted himself to the zither.