Xie Yunxiao walked slowly, and when he came to his senses, he found that he had arrived outside the Yuexian Palace where Mo Chuli lived.

When Wutong, who was guarding the door, saw Xie Yunxiao, he hurried into the hall to report to Mo Chuli: "Master, Master Xie is here."

At this time, Mo Chuli was concentrating on tuning the strings of the piano. When he heard Wutong's voice, he stood up and walked out of the room.

"Thank you, son."

Xie Yunxiao was startled by the shout. He looked at the person in front of him in surprise, wondering in his heart: "How did I get here?"

"Master Xie?" Mo Chuli saw Xie Yunxiao standing there in a daze and couldn't help but ask again.

"Ah... sorry, I was just taking a walk and didn't expect to end up here." Xie Yunxiao came back to his senses and scratched his head in embarrassment.

He realized that since he had come here, it would be inappropriate to leave immediately, so he said, "Do you mind if I come in and have a seat, and have a cup of tea?"

When Mo Chuli heard Xie Yunxiao call him Fourth Brother, he was secretly happy, but he still kept a calm expression on his face and responded politely: "Of course, Wutong, please invite Master Xie in and prepare tea."

"Yes." After Wutong left, Xie Yunxiao followed Mo Chuli into the room and saw the guqin on the table at a glance.

"Fourth brother, what are you doing..." Xie Yunxiao asked with some confusion as he looked at the scene in front of him.

"One of the strings is broken and I'm changing it." Mo Chuli pointed at the guqin, then picked up a new string and began to replace it.

"It's right here. I didn't expect that the thickest string would be broken." Mo Chuli frowned, seeming surprised by this situation.

Xie Yunxiao looked at the location of the broken string and suddenly remembered something. He said quickly, "I remember there was a seven-stringed harp in the gift list I brought from Da Chu, and there was more than one. Why don't I talk to Nini and ask her to give it to you."

Mo Chuli paused, looked up at Xie Yunxiao, and said seriously: "That is your dowry."

Xie Yunxiao couldn't help laughing after hearing this: "What's the big deal? Fourth brother is good at playing the zither, we should make the best use of it. Besides, even if Nini knew about it, I don't think she would refuse. Those are the strings made of the finest silk, fourth brother will know when he tries it."

Mo Chuli nodded slightly, but did not say anything, and continued to focus on the work in his hands.

He plucked the strings gently, and the sound of his test sound echoed in the room.

The strings of the guqin are usually made of silk. There are seven strings, from the frets from the outside to the inside, they are one, two, three, four, five, six, and seven.

The thickness of the strings also changes accordingly. The first string is the thickest, and the seventh string is the thinnest, and the thickness decreases from the first string to the seventh string.

The production process of silk thread is quite complicated, and its material and craftsmanship requirements are no simpler than those for violin making.

In order to make extremely fine silk into tough, elastic strings that can produce beautiful music, many strands of silk need to be twisted together. The thinnest seven strings require more than three hundred silk strands, while the thickest single string requires thousands of silk strands.

Mo Chuli will not give up his piano easily, even if there is a better one. This is a witness of him and Hua Xin, and it has many good memories!

After a while, Wutong served tea.

"Master Xie, please sit over there while I put the guqin away." Mo Chuli stood up and tried to put the guqin away. Xie Yunxiao immediately stood up and wanted to help.

"Thank you, Master Xie, don't move, I can do it myself." Mo Chuli said hurriedly.

Xie Yunxiao's hand paused, and stopped three inches away from the piano.

"Hey, hey."

Xie Yunxiao withdrew his hand. He didn’t want to make Mo Chuli unhappy.

It was already rude of him to come here without any reason. If he made the other party unhappy, his survival in the mansion would be difficult.

Xie Yunxiao sat back in his seat.

Mo Chuli carefully put the guqin into its case and placed it on the table beside him.

Then, he walked over to Xie Yunxiao and sat down, then picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"This is Nine-bend Red Plum, Prince Xie can try it." Seeing that Xie Yunxiao did not move, Mo Chuli pushed the teacup over to him.

"Thank you." Xie Yunxiao opened the tea lid and smelled it, and a scent of tea wafted out.

"Xinxin said that black tea is more suitable for drinking in winter because it warms the stomach. In addition, winter is the peak season for cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases. Drinking more black tea can effectively reduce the incidence of cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases. Moreover... drinking black tea can also speed up blood circulation and metabolism. In short, it has many benefits."

Mo Chuli looked at him and smiled gently.

"Everyone says that Nini is a skilled doctor, and the doctor in the He Mansion is also very good. Everyone in our mansion knows a little about how to maintain health, so I think I should learn from her."

Xie Yunxiao's heart moved. Since coming to Beiyan, he has been confused and didn't know what to do.

Now listening to Mo Chuli's words, he suddenly realized that perhaps he could also find something meaningful to do like him.

"Just do whatever you want, Master Xie. I don't know how Master Xie lived in Da Chu. If you think something is meaningful, just do it if you like."

Xie Yunxiao nodded, a hint of determination flashing in his eyes.

He decided to try something new from now on to make his life more fulfilling.

Perhaps, only in this way can one truly integrate into the Huaxin family and find one's own value and sense of belonging.

Mo Chuli was somewhat confused. As far as he knew, Xie Yunxiao's situation in Da Chu was not good.

After being a hostage for more than ten years, he should have rested for a while after returning to Jinbei. But the emperor of Great Chu was replaced, and the new emperor was even worse than before. This time, the Marquis of Jinbei and his wife went to the imperial city, leaving the younger one in the fiefdom.

This is also a disguised form of restraint.

Who would have known that because of Hua Xin, this kid abandoned everything and came to Da Xia without a care in the world.

After this, he actually decided not to leave.

Mo Chuli couldn't stop Hua Xin from liking someone else, but secretly he always hoped that the less person there was, the better.

Now there are six of them, and if one person is reincarnated a day, it will take six days to complete a cycle.

Ahem, I thought too far.

Mo Chuli saw Xie Yunxiao in a daze again and became curious.

Although they lived together in the princess's mansion, they still interacted with Hua Xin most of the time, but they did not interact much in private.

Apart from Nangong Ziqiu, the people Mo Chuli was most familiar with in the mansion were Song Guanqing. He even kept a certain distance from Ye Lansheng and Hua Moxuan, not to mention this later comer.

"As expected, I have gained a lot from chatting with Fourth Brother. Thank you for your guidance."

Xie Yunxiao stood up and saluted Mo Chuli.

Mo Chuli quickly moved away, and his voice softened a bit: "Xinxin hopes that we can all get along peacefully. I think I am still easy to talk to."

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