Chapter 335 Prince Jing's Secret 1

The two sped through the darkness, surrounded by deathly silence, as if the whole world had fallen into a deep sleep.

Their footsteps were light and silent. Yet, in the empty night, each step was exceptionally clear, echoing continuously in the air.

The bright moon, hanging high in the night sky, cast its cool light, illuminating the road ahead of them.

However, this faint light did not dispel the endless darkness; instead, it made the surrounding environment even more gloomy and terrifying.

Qin Xiaolin led Li Xi at breakneck speed, finally stopping in front of a music hall.

Two red lanterns hung in front of the music hall, swaying gently in the night breeze and emitting a faint, eerie glow.

Although the signboard of the music hall was slightly blurry under the moonlight, the melodious and graceful music pierced through the quiet night and entered the ears clearly.

"Why aren't you asleep so late? Are you here looking for fun?" Li Xi asked curiously.

Although she said that, she couldn't suppress her inner impulse and couldn't wait to go in and find out.

Qin Xiaolin glanced at her, a mysterious smile playing on his lips, and said softly, "This music hall is no ordinary place. Their music has a magical power that can make people forget all their troubles."

"Forget your troubles?" A hint of curiosity flashed in Li Xi's eyes. "There really is such a magical place in this world? Then we should definitely go in and take a look."

Qin Xiaolin didn't say anything more, just nodded slightly, and went in first.

A rich aroma wafts over, a blend of various spices and wines, making one feel completely intoxicated.

A waiter soon came to greet them...

The music hall was brightly lit and decorated very ornately.

On the stage, a group of dancers dressed in brightly colored costumes are dancing gracefully.

Their graceful figures and beautiful dance moves, combined with the melodious and gentle music, seemed to transport the entire music hall into a dreamlike world.

Li Xi was drawn to the scene before her and walked forward without thinking.

Qin Xiaolin followed closely behind, his eyes constantly scanning his surroundings warily.

They found a relatively secluded spot to sit down and ordered a few jugs of wine and some snacks.

As Li Xi savored the delicious food, she watched the performance on stage with admiration in her heart.

However, at that moment, a melodious flute melody suddenly rang out, breaking the originally harmonious atmosphere.

The flute music was clear and melodious, seemingly able to penetrate one's soul, drawing one in without realizing it.

Li Xi and Qin Xiaolin both looked towards the center of the stage at the same time.

A flute player dressed in white was playing with his eyes closed. He wore a silver mask, revealing only a pair of deep and focused eyes.

His fingers danced nimbly across the flute holes, like an elegant dancer moving to a silent melody.

The flute music was initially melodious, like a babbling brook or a gentle morning breeze, softly caressing one's heart.

As the flute's melody rose and fell, it gradually became more stirring, like a raging storm or a stampede of ten thousand horses, shaking the hearts of everyone present.

Li Xi was deeply attracted by the delicate flute music, and a sense of familiarity that was hard to describe welled up in her heart.

She tried to search through the sea of ​​memories, and the melody seemed to have an inextricable connection with some distant recollection of hers.

But at this moment, it is like a figure in the mist, appearing and disappearing, elusive and unpredictable.

This feeling is like a hazy dream in the dawn light, so close yet so hard to grasp.

Her hands trembled unconsciously.

However, a large hand gripped her tightly.

The warmth from her palm seemed to give her strength, gradually waking her from her hazy memories.

"Are you alright?" Qin Xiaolin looked at her with concern and asked softly.

Li Xi shook her head slightly, indicating that she was fine, but felt a little dizzy.

She tried to clear her mind, but found that the melodious flute music was still echoing in her head.

"It's nothing. I don't know why, but the sound of this flute feels familiar, though I can't quite place where I've heard it before," Li Xi said, frowning as she pondered.

She tried to recall memories associated with the flute music, but everything was blurry, as if shrouded in a thin veil.

Qin Xiaolin listened quietly to her, his gaze fixed on a corner in the distance.

After a while, he slowly spoke: "The one playing the flute is the Fifth Prince."

A hint of surprise flashed in Li Xi's eyes.

The Fifth Prince Qi Xuan? The Prince Jing he saved at the temple last time?

Qin Xiaolin seemed to see her doubt and continued, "Prince Jing is proficient in music, especially in playing the flute. He studied under Master Luo Yun, who has extremely high attainments in music, and Qi Xuan has truly inherited his skills."

"I didn't expect Luo Yun to be so capable. But why is Prince Jing performing here?" she wondered.

A member of the imperial family performing in a music hall in the middle of the night? That's unheard of.

He handed Li Xi a cup of tea and said softly, "This is also the reason I brought you here today. This Prince Jing is not simple. On the surface, he seems to be just a person with mediocre martial arts skills, but when he played that flute, he used powerful internal energy. It is because of this that he was able to produce such a captivating and irresistible charm."

He picked up his cup, took a small sip, and then said, "Last time, I also came here by chance and was almost captivated by the flute music. And you were the same just now, weren't you?"

Qin Xiaolin followed the man and discovered that it was Prince Jing.

"So what exactly is his purpose?" Li Xi looked at the person on the stage with a puzzled expression.

"That remains to be seen." He sighed softly. "This Prince Jing is indeed unfathomable. Apart from going to the palace to meet the emperor, he spends almost all his time in his palace and rarely has any contact with the outside world."

He only learned that the musician was Prince Jing by following him, and even after sending people to follow him for the past few days, he hasn't found any useful clues.

"What a strange person. Last time he was playing the flute at the temple, and now he's performing at the music hall. I wonder what's going on," Li Xi remarked.

"Let's see..."

The two then fell silent and watched the performance on stage.

Since Prince Jing was repeatedly assassinated, the emperor arranged for an elite imperial guard to protect Prince Jing's residence, patrolling day and night to ensure Prince Jing's safety.

Not only were he escorted by guards when he came and went, but he was also followed by secret agents. Therefore, Qin Xiaolin did not dare to get too close when he was following him.

After playing three pieces, the man left and went backstage.

"Come on, let's follow and see."

Prince Jing changed into a black outfit backstage and quietly left the music hall through a side door.

Li Xi and Qin Xiaolin followed closely behind.

As night deepened, the lanterns swayed gracefully along the streets, adding an eerie touch to the mysterious night.

Prince Jing walked hurriedly, as if something important was waiting for him.

Li Xi and Qin Xiaolin followed closely behind, trying to remain as quiet as possible to avoid alerting the enemy.