The Fourth Lady novel Chapter 65

Qingyan didn't know what kind of feeling she was holding till now. Up until she saw this very last painting, did she feel that strange melancholy in her heart.

The reason why Yunhen had decided to tell her the truth through a letter was probably because he was afraid she was unable to accept that kind of truth. But the truth was such and whether she accepted it or not was no of importance.

At the end of the corridor sat an expansive pavilion. In the pavilion, various devices were displayed. Qingyan understood that these tools were used to make the delicate jade flute.

The previous jade flute was also made here, but at the time, this corridor and pavilion didn't exist. And it was also under the guidance of Yunhen that it was completed bit by bit.

The second half of the [Thousand Beasts and Phoenix] was also passed down from Yunhen.

At the heart of it, everything Yunhen had done for her, never left a mark. She regarded him as a teacher, a friend, and had him by her side. Even if she had discovered his true feelings earlier, what would have come of it?

They're identities were too different; it was destined to never bear fruit.

She placed the blood jade into the furnace and started the fire. The flames slowly began to spread, but this time Weisheng Junmo and Yunhen were no longer here to help her.

And she was no longer Qilian Qingyan.

The delicate blood jade turned a plain color under the large fire. Qingyan skillfully retrieved it from the fire and placed the it into the ice water to the side. After about ten minutes, Qingyan picked up the blood jade.

She placed the blood jade into one of the cast. Facing it, she sincerely kneeled down and bowed to it. Lastly, she took out her dagger and slit her wrist. From her wrist the blood dripped down drop by drop into the jade stone through the cast.

Only the sound of the dripping blood could be heard. As if becoming sentient, the moment the blood touched the jade, the jade stone slowly began turning red once again.

It was different from the red from before; it was a bright red, like a blood thirsty red.

Qingyan picked up the bandage and carefully wrapping it around her wrist. She waited until the blood was completely dried, before finally picking up the jade stone that was mixed with blood.

Blood jade--in ancient legends, jade artifacts made with blood as a medium could expel disaster and ward of evil.

And a flute made from blood jade paired with [Thousand Beasts and Phoenix] would draw all the beasts to your feet.

Qingyan carefully held the blood jade and walked to the last place of the process. There was only a delicate carving knife placed there. Engraved on the carving knife was four words---Thousand Beasts and Phoenix.

Qingyan picked up the carving knife and began to chisel the blood jade. With every mark, she could feel the pain coming from her wrist. All the way until the bandage was completely dyed red, did she finally stop her hands.

She wasn't in the mood to consider too many things. After loosening the bandage, she continued to carve, and very soon a delicate jade flute was made.

Taking the complete flute, she pushed opened a door to a room. Inside the room, she saw an outfit neatly placed there. Qingyan picked up the outfit and after taking a glance, she put it on without having a second thought.

Seeing the dark purple long dress on her, she smiled in satisfaction. When she pushed open the room door again, the white tiger was already laying there waiting for her. After seeing her, the white tiger rubbed against her dress.

She climbed up on its back and began to play the newly complete jade flute. The tune of [Thousand Beasts and Phoenix] slowly spilled from her lips.