Master, no! - Chapter 57 The Phoenix Soars, Seeking Its Mate Across the Four Seas

I laughed happily when I heard this, but the thought that I would leave here in seven days and never see my third brother, father, and master again made me a little sad.
"Silly girl, why are you crying?" His large hand wiped away my tears, the rough skin digging into my skin and causing a sharp pain. Taking his hand, my tears flowed even more freely. When I was little, none of my siblings liked me; only my third brother was kind to me. He used to hold me and play with me often, and I remember his hands clearly. They were long, slender, and full hands, more beautiful than any of my siblings', flawless except for the thin calluses on his index fingers from writing. But now, those hands are covered in thick calluses, dry and hard, with raised scars on the backs. How much suffering he's endured over the years!
"Third Brother, does it hurt?" I touched a scar on the back of his hand, and tears fell onto it.
"Silly girl, it doesn't hurt anymore," Third Brother wiped my tears with his fingers. "Hurry up and dry your tears, your face looks like a cat's. Let's go back to the manor to wash our faces first."
"Hey, Third Brother, don't walk so fast, wait for me."
Seven or eight years had passed in the blink of an eye. I had many questions, and I kept tugging at my third brother's sleeve, asking him all sorts of questions along the way. We soon arrived at the gate of the mansion. The sedan chair bearers were already prepared. I didn't want to get in, but my third brother scolded me with a stern face, and only then did I obediently sit down.
My third brother followed me into the mansion in my sedan chair. I chatted with him happily, lifting the curtain the whole way, but something felt vaguely off. Once inside, I had him sit in the study while I went to change my clothes. My maid, Bi'er, who always served me, was overjoyed to see me return, but she kept making mistakes today—tying her belt wrong, pulling her hair—and before I could even speak, she knelt trembling on the ground, begging for forgiveness, leaving me completely bewildered.
When he came out, Third Brother had changed into casual clothes; his moon-white robe made him look dashing. I immediately put on a lecherous expression, stepped forward, and touched his chin with my finger, grinning mischievously, "Where did this beauty come from? Come on, give this princess a smile!"
"You naughty boy!" Third Brother grabbed my hand and said, "I heard in the border town that Princess Lingxi was the most beautiful woman in the world. Seeing her today, I can confirm that she truly lives up to her reputation."
"Third brother, are you making fun of me?" I sighed as I looked at him. "I think you're better looking than me."
"Hehe, you little rascal." The man patted my head with his large hand and got up to look at the calligraphy and paintings on the wall.
Sitting at my desk, I idly fiddled with the wolf-hair brush on the table. Suddenly, I remembered that my master had once used it to tease me, and I felt a sudden wave of embarrassment. I quickly tossed it aside.
"I heard that you have become the disciple of the left and right protectors of the Imperial Sect."
"Ah, right," I blushed instantly, as if my secret had been exposed, and answered timidly.
"Their martial arts skills are quite good; we should have a friendly spar another day."
"Oh, that's great!" I exclaimed in surprise. "Third Brother knows the masters?"
“Yes,” he said, getting up and picking up a jade flute hanging on the wall. “Back then, when I went to Wuling Mountain to learn martial arts, I also sparred with them.” Watching him fiddling with the jade flute, and seeing that he was about to play it, I was so scared that I quickly snatched it away and hung it on the wall.
"What's wrong? You're treating this flute like a precious treasure!"
"No, not at all," I said guiltily, "I just... I just wanted to hear you play the piano."
I instructed the servants to place the zither and incense burner in the pavilion in the garden, and then followed my third brother slowly into the garden. The afternoon in May was slightly warm, but the lake in the garden was crystal clear, and the pavilion, nestled among layers of green trees, offered a unique coolness. Outside the pavilion, a young boy quietly brewed tea, and the delicate aroma of tea wafted on the gentle breeze.
Third Brother sat cross-legged on the soft couch beside the zither table, his fingers lightly caressing the strings, producing clear, crisp notes that tinkled like raindrops. With a flick of his wrist, he straightened up, his expression relaxed and elegant, his phoenix eyes smiling, his graceful bearing unparalleled.
His slender hands deftly plucked the strings of the zither, and his thin lips parted slightly as he sang: "There is a beautiful woman, whom I cannot forget once I have seen her. If I do not see her for a day, I am driven mad with longing." His voice was like floating ice and shattered jade, elegant and magnificent, truly indescribable. But after reciting these two lines, he only played the zither and did not speak again. I was moved by the heavenly music and began to sing: "Phoenix flies! Soars, seeking its mate across the four seas. Alas, the beauty is not on the eastern wall. I will use the zither to express my feelings, to write down my innermost thoughts. When will I be granted a meeting, to soothe my wandering heart?"
Third Brother's zither music shifted, gradually changing from gentle and tender to passionate, and then he joined me in singing, "I wish to be worthy of your virtue, to walk hand in hand with you. If I cannot fly with you, I will perish... If I cannot fly with you, I will perish." Their last lines overlapped, one powerful, the other gentle, yet perfectly harmonious under the music. The image of Qingyan appeared in my mind, and I couldn't help but smile. The melodious zither music lingered for a while, finally ending with a soaring final note. Even the tea-brewing boy was mesmerized, stunned for a long time before finally bringing the tea.
"What are you laughing at?" Third Brother put the zither aside, held a white porcelain cup, leisurely blew on the tea leaves, and then took a small sip.
"I wasn't thinking about anything. By the way, Third Brother, you're not getting any younger. Shouldn't you be getting married? I've heard that many talented and beautiful women are interested in you. Would you like your sister to help you find some suitable candidates?"
Third Brother's hand trembled slightly, but he quickly regained his composure. He glanced at me with his phoenix eyes, then placed the teacup on the table. "What's wrong, little sister? Are you thinking of getting married? Why are you thinking of finding a woman for your third brother?"
"What do you mean?" I sighed inwardly. In a few days, I would really leave with the lecherous thief, but I said coquettishly, "Brother, you played 'Phoenix Seeking Phoenix' so movingly. Do you have someone you like?"
“Yes.” Third Brother helped me down the steps of the pavilion, and then we strolled leisurely along the winding paths in the garden, one after the other. So I didn’t see that the white porcelain cup that Third Brother had placed on the table suddenly shattered into two pieces.

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