C55 Still lake
C55 Still lake
The Serene Lake wasn't big, and it couldn't be called a lake in the strict sense. It was just a small reservoir, but since the Yue Clan called him a lake, other people would only call it a lake. "Of course, the lake wasn't stagnant. Not only was it restless, but because the wind was strong all year round, the water in the lake was restless. There were always waves, waves that never stopped.
"This is Still Lake? "Nothing special?"
Ye Qinghan and a few young masters followed behind Yue Niang and came to the side of the blue colored lake. Although it was considered to be a clear and beautiful mountain with a pleasant scenery, and although it was a little greener and more beautiful than the other mountains, it was still just a normal small lake, far from being able to reach the level of Still Lake which was in the hearts of the geniuses in the world, hence it was still a little disappointed.
"Hehe, this lake is nothing special, especially the small island in the middle of the lake. That place is where the Core Descendant of Yue Family lives, and all the beautiful women there are. We were among the first to enter the Sacred Grounds in the past fifteen years, don't you think so? " Feng Zi was still carrying his long sword on his back, laughing mischievously, as he whispered into Ye Qinghan's ear to explain.
"Ugh? A man's forbidden area? " Ye Qinghan was indeed knocked unconscious by the news. Looking at the hazy small island in the middle of the lake, he nodded and could not help but ask in a low voice: "There's not a single man inside?"
"Absolutely not!" Feng Zi nodded seriously.
Ye Qinghan was somewhat speechless, and awkwardly closed his mouth, but in his heart, it was as if a gust of cold wind had blown past, sending a shiver down his spine … If they were to meet a group of resentful wives who were as fierce as wolves and tigers on the island, would they be able to hold them off?
"Young masters, please!" Just as Ye Qinghan was thinking wildly, a small boat came from afar. Yue Niang smiled and gestured for them to get on the boat.
"Young Master Han, you go first." Feng Zi shook his chest muscles to show his elegance.
"Eh?" You went to bed so soon? "Oh, that's not right. It's to board the ship!" Ye Qinghan felt a burst of lingering fear in his heart, as he thought in his heart, he hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Crazy brother, you go first, my body is too weak, I can't take it!"
"Hmph, since the two of you are so polite, then I'll go first." Xue Wuhen waved his fan and laughed as he entered the boat.
Beautiful flowers and plants, extending her hand to the side of her clothes, and she also followed along. Seeing that, Feng Zi and Ye Qinghan also went in. The boat wasn't big, but it was elegantly decorated like a small living room. The bow and stern of the boat were separated by a layer of faint silk curtain, allowing one to vaguely see the scenery outside.
The few of them went in and took their seats, while Yue Niang followed them. She gave them some tea and bowed, then walked out of the boat and stood at the bow of the ship.
"Yue Family is indeed the Yue Family. Even those rowing the boat are peerless beauties." Feng Zi looked around until his eyes finally landed on the woman who was supporting the bed at the back of the boat. Through the blurry curtain, there was a woman with a graceful figure on the stern. She had one hand on the paddle, and the only thing that could be seen was her back. The lady wore a set of cyan Palace Skirt s, but a layer of white silk could be seen on her face. Although the curtain was a bit blurry, and her face was covered, just her graceful, curvaceous body, as well as her faint, elegant temperament, were enough to cause one's heart to tremble.
Feng Zi's words woke up the people in the boat, and they all turned to look. Hua Cao and Feng Zi were the most straightforward as they stared at the masked woman without blinking, and their mouths kept on praising her. Xue Wuhen's pair of eyes flickered, one black and one grey. He waved the folding fan in his hand, showing an expression of admiration, but his eyes flashed with a trace of greed that sold out his heart. It was mainly because of Xue Wuhen's pretentious expression that made him lose his appetite, and was not in the mood to do so. Furthermore, Feng Zi had previously said that there was a group of women living on the island that hadn't seen men for a long time, so he was a little afraid.
Squinting his eyes, Ye Qinghan silently pinched his fingers. Thinking back to what Ye Qingniu said three days ago, he let go of his fingers again and started drinking the tea on the table.
That day, after he patted Long Shuiliu, he had wanted to find a few things to take this opportunity to kill Xue Wuhen. But Ye Qingniu imprinted it onto him, telling him to hold it in. That night, Ye Qingniu came to the place where he slept and had a secret chat with him. Telling him that due to Ye Qingyu's matter, his Xue Family had lost a large amount of treasures, treasures that were sufficient enough to trade for a Ling Shen Dan. Ye Qingniu told him sinisterly that he mustn't take any actions now. Once he obtained the treasures of the Xue Family, he would find a chance to assassinate Xue Wuhen. Of course, he had to hide himself before doing this, he had to do it cleanly and leave no evidence behind.
Once Yue Family was settled, they would go to the palace to fight. With the three sides in a chaotic battle, there would be plenty of opportunities to assassinate Xue Wuhen. Therefore, Ye Qinghan could only endure it for the time being. Fortunately, the ball of fire he had been holding in that day had also leaked onto Long Shuiliu's body, causing him to not be as angry as he was now. Furthermore, he knew very well that Xue Wuhen was someone he had to kill, a person who had to die.
"Yue Niang, why aren't you leaving?"
After looking at the woman's charm from behind the boat for a while, everyone couldn't help but become more interested in entering Jinghu Island. They couldn't wait any longer. If a woman on a boat could be this outstanding, wouldn't all of the women inside be Celestial Immortals?
"Young masters, please wait. There is one more person." Eh! It's here! " Yue Niang replied respectfully. Everyone looked at the boat in surprise, who else had the qualifications to be on the same boat as them? But they all smiled when they saw a handsome face and slightly curving hair through the blurred curtain.
"Everyone, you've come early. The water has come late, please apologize." Long Shuiliu smiled as he walked in, and politely greeted his. His face was still glowing, and it was not hard to tell that he looked exactly different from the first time he had met his three days ago.
"Hello Brother Flowing Water!" Everyone inside the boat laughed very naturally, as if they had forgotten what happened a few days ago. Xue Wuhen smiled and greeted them, folded his fan, pointed to the seats at the side and even personally poured Long Shuiliu a cup of tea.
Ye Qinghan didn't say anything and faintly nodded his head. He silently drank his tea, but in his heart, he was filled with admiration towards Long Shuiliu's face, and prostrated himself on the ground.
Long Shuiliu took a sip of the tea unceremoniously and asked with a smile: "What are you all talking about?"
Nothing?" It is just that I am sighing at the Yue Clan's girl's peerless charm. Young Master Long, even the Yue Clan's girl who is putting on a boat is so beautiful. It is really hard to imagine what kind of charm the women of Tranquil Lake Island must have. " Although Feng Zi's arms and legs were well-developed, her brain was not simple. Although she had heard that he had a temper like a cow, his personality was indeed very smooth today. No one dared to offend him, and everyone was on good terms with him.
"Oh?" Long Shuiliu looked at the boat for a while, and then revealed an intoxicated expression, he sighed: "Such a woman is truly enchanting, it's a pity that my face is covered, I cannot see her face, it's truly a pity."
"Or else! The woman's face was covered with a veil as well. She seemed to have something to say. "If you can't get what you want then that's the best. But this girl in front of you is so profound that you can't see his clearly. What's more beautiful is that you can't see his clearly." Xue Wuhen smiled faintly, seemingly not caring about the cold eyes that Ye Qinghan passed to him, as he gently waved his fan, looking extremely relaxed and at ease.
"Brother Wu Hen, you should be a poet. You can recite a good poem." Hua Cao gently smiled and said with a sigh.
Feng Zi also nodded and sighed: "Brother Wu Hen is right. The ancients say that the most beautiful time for women is when they take off their clothes and when they bathe.
"That's right, that's right! "Every single word of hers is filled with care, and every single word has profound meaning. In my opinion, a woman's masked face is either extremely ugly or extremely beautiful. I can see that she is definitely a peerless beauty." Long Shuiliu also nodded his head as he shook his head, and went over.
Ye Qinghan shook his head, but in his heart, he could only sigh. It was as if the new generation was stronger than the previous. Every generation was more powerful than the previous.
"What is it? Young Master Han, do you have any other thoughts? " Feng Zi asked curiously as he saw Ye Qinghan standing there alone, silently shaking his head.
"I don't have any thoughts on this matter. I think we should tell Yue Niang to start the boat, otherwise we won't be able to make it in time for lunch." Ye Qinghan said indifferently, he did not want to express any opinions. Xue Wuhen's coquettish performance made him want to puke, and Long Shuiliu's shameless joining, made the Still Lake journey that he was originally interested in become even more tasteless. Looking through the window at the distant rippling lake water, he thought of his sister Blue City and his mood became heavy.
"Uh, Nannan, let's go!" Yue Niang came in from Long Shuiliu's side and stood quietly at the side without saying a word. She did not display anything, and after seeing Ye Qinghan speak, she smiled slightly and spoke to the lady behind the boat.
The woman replied in a low voice. Although her voice was soft, it was very clear and moving. She sounded like an oriole, causing everyone to feel numb and weak. Everyone present was at least a general level expert, so they had heard everything clearly. They could not help but look at the woman behind the boat with even more interest.
The window slowly slid past the water and headed towards the island in the middle of the lake. Yue Niang looked at the lady behind the boat thoughtfully, then suddenly said: "Nannan, for the few young masters in the boat, let's recite some songs, what do you think of this?"
Hearing that, Long Shuiliu laughed: "Eh? We are all looking forward to it. "
"I'm all ears." Xue Wuhen also said with a smile on his face. Feng Zi and the flower also smiled.
Behind the boat, the masked woman still didn't say anything and turned around. She silently shook the boat, and after a long while, she slightly sighed and sang in a soft voice:
"The shadow of the Zhu Lou Tower stands at noon, while the jade tree is already three months old. Greasy powder with dark pin silver cut, wrong knife cut mud-gold shirt, embroidery bed fear to lead the black dragon to bark, brocade words sorrowful green bird, … "I came to feel pity for my mother for her beauty, for the flowers bloomed in a place that was half suitable for men, for the mandarin ducks who could envy them. The parrot was speechless and I was ashamed.
The lizard's paw, the tortoiseshell hairpin every time I think of it." A few years of sadness still lingered in the cave, the Star Bridge was empty at night, the season before the window was shameful and empty, the world was full of joy and sorrow … A single silk cloth was sent to him, but he had no idea what was going on. It was hard to find a fossil heart, but he was willing to give it to her for the sake of the clouds. "Seeing the scenery fade away, the strings will follow the south of Wangjiang …
The song was a poem. It was not accompanied by drums, nor was there any light to add to the beautiful scenery. It was just a clear song. The voice of the singer didn't have any special emotions, nor did he gain any luster from dancing. However, the crowd felt intoxicated by it, as if they had flown to the heavenly palace and were listening to a fairy singing a peerless song.
"Good song, good song, good poem, such a beautiful song can only be found in the sky, just how many times do you need to hear it in the mortal world? Miss Nannan, this song really made my heart surge with emotions. I'm afraid that I won't be able to taste anything in three months. " After a long while, Long Shuiliu clapped loudly and stood up. He looked at the beautiful figure behind the boat while laughing loudly.
"Pah!"
Xue Wuhen waved his folding fan and stood up as well. Smiling, he said, "It is indeed a good poem. Who can envy a mandarin duck? The parrot has nothing to say to make me feel ashamed. One must know that with a lady's charm and talent, even the most talented of men would be attracted to her, right? At least all five of us are captivated by you, right?
"That's right, that's right! It was a great song, and although I, Old Feng, don't understand the rhythm, I think even a pig would be able to hear it. " Feng Zi laughed out loud, and started to flatter his with a very sincere laugh.
Hua Cao also nodded and seriously said, "It is indeed a song of immortality!"
However, Ye Qinghan just sat there silently, half holding a cup of tea, staring at the cup in front of him in a daze, no one knew what he was thinking.
Seeing that, Yue Niang could not hold back her curiosity, and turned to ask: Young Master Han, of course you do not think that your singing is good?
The four of them turned around and looked at Ye Qinghan with doubt in their eyes. It was the first time they had heard such a beautiful song, so why was Ye Qinghan so quiet? Even an expression of disdain?
Under the gazes of several people, Ye Qinghan remained silent for a while, only then did he slowly drink the tea, and leisurely said: "The song is a good song, the poem is a good poem, the singing is also very good, but... The scene of this poem, the good mental state it had created, had been spoiled by some idiots! "What a pity..."
Eh? What did this mean?
Feng Zi and the flowers felt that it was a little strange, but Long Shuiliu and Xue Wuhen's faces were a little gloomy. They had heard the words of Ye Qinghan, who was referring to a fool, but Yue Niang's eyes revealed a glimmer of light as the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile. On the back of the boat, the masked woman who had never turned around suddenly turned around. On the white bandana, a pair of beautiful shining black eyes showed faint interest …