Nie Yun on the shore watched his friend leave. Although they had only known each other for a few days, this memory was enough to last a lifetime. Over there, Bai Feng and Murong Yan also looked in the direction of the pier: the white figures on the shore gradually became smaller.
The noise in their ears was slowly replaced by the sound of the river hitting the hull. The two looked at each other and smiled, then turned around to find other companions.
There were more than five passengers on the ship. In addition to the sailors and crew members, there were at least ten well-dressed nobles and wealthy businessmen. They were all travelers who were forced to stay in Wandeng Town, similar to Bai Feng and his party. If they hadn't gone out
After seeing strange things like the shipwreck, I'm afraid they had already left that place and arrived in Jiangzhou. This beautifully designed passenger ship was probably specially prepared for these people by the Shi family to express their apology. Why do you say it is exquisite? Mainly because of the structure on the ship.
We built a restaurant-style pavilion for people to relax and relieve their boredom.
The white sails go along with the wind, and the river current reflects the hillside lawns on both sides, which look green, like a jade skirt of the earth. When the boat passes by, it raises unconventional wrinkles, adding a signature texture to the skirt. River Bank
The small yellow and green flowers on the tree and the lush earth add a natural foil to this beautiful scenery.
The journey is not long, but it is by no means a matter of day and night. When it is still early, people can only walk around on the boat to kill time. Some people stop and rest beside the big boat; some gather at the end of the boat.
They were chatting in the elegant pavilion. Zhao Kuo, Ajuan, and Zhao Xiaomei happened to be arguing with one of the young masters beside the ship.
Seeing that Bai Feng and the others had finally arrived, Zhao Kuo quickly waved and shouted: "Brother Bai, come and see this man!"
The young master was dressed in blue silk clothes and a white jade crown. His face was dignified, and he had light makeup on his cheeks. He looked slightly feminine. When Bai Feng and Murong Yan saw this, they hurried over. They saw Zhao Xiaomei.
Holding a volume of classics in hand, he and Ajuan were reading it with great interest. On the other side, Zhao Kuo was sitting on the edge of the ship, forcing the young master, and seemed to be extremely angry.
"Little sister, what's written on it?" Ajuan asked doubtfully.
"'Ning Fengzi self-immolated'?" The little girl muttered to herself, pondered for a moment, and exclaimed. Then she walked to the frightened young master and asked, "Hey! You said that 'Ning Fengzi' is really
Have you become an immortal?"
Zhao Kuo stretched out his hand to grab the classics and shouted: "What kind of messy book is this!" As soon as he finished speaking, he made a move to throw it into the river.
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no no, no no, no no, no no, no no, no no, no no, no no, no no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, problem" options.
Please don’t destroy it!”
Seeing that the man looked very embarrassed, Bai Feng said in confusion: "Brother Zhao, may I ask what this young master did to make you so angry?"
The young master said with a trembling voice: "I... I was just curious and asked the Miao girl about some things..."
"You are so disrespectful to an innocent woman and you dare to make excuses?" Zhao Kuo said angrily.
"No...it's not what the young master thinks. It's because my young master is very interested in those strange people and anecdotes, so he ordered me to try my best to collect them along the way."
Ajuan looked shy and said: "It cannot be said that we Miao women like to entangle married men, and also like to use voodoo to confuse people's hearts and suck their blood!"
"Haha, it turns out it was just a misunderstanding." Bai Feng said with a smile: "Brother Zhao, this young master is also entrusted by others, so you should return the book to him!"
The little sister snatched the classics back from Zhao Kuo's hand and said, "No, I haven't finished reading it yet!"
When the young master saw someone appreciating his book so much, he prayed, "If you want to read it, just take it. Just remember to return it to me later."
Seeing Ajuan leave the place with a gloomy look on his face, Zhao Kuo hesitated, thinking that she had a grudge against the young master's words. The younger sister held the book and watched it for a while with Murong Yan, both of whom marveled at the content.
Extensive and wonderful.
Murong Yan was consciously curious about this and asked: "Who is the 'young master' in this young master's family? Why are you interested in these anecdotes?"
"My young master is from a famous family in Jiangzhou, and the head of the Qianfu family is Ganxi!" The Jiangzhou Qianfu mentioned by the man is exactly what Murong Yan is looking for.
"Ah?" Murong Yan said in surprise: "The young master also has a distinguished surname?"
"Haha, just call me Mei Lan! My name was given by my young master, not a noble surname or a famous name. He saw that I grew up with him and could endure hardship, so he gave me this name."
"Have Mr. Mei ever heard Mr. Qian mention the deeds of a Murong Xianbei woman?"
Mei Lan opened his eyes as clear as a mirror, as if he would never hide everything about himself, and said, "Is this girl the descendant of Murong Yan?"
Murong Yan nodded and said: "Exactly, before my mother was framed, she asked me to seek refuge in Jiangzhou Qianfu. She said that the head of Qianfu would definitely help me..."
The two met belatedly. In view of the strong wind outside the ship and the high sun, Mei Lan invited the three people to have a small gathering in the Accord on the ship to have a detailed discussion. The younger sister was obsessed with the classics in her hands. If the white phoenix hadn't called her, she would have been left alone.
There, Zhao Kuo, who was behind, was also holding Ajuan, who was acting like a child making trouble, and followed closely behind.
A few people were sitting by the window. Through the hollow-textured window, they could see the rippling waves of the river outside, and the sounds of discussion and play could be heard one after another. As time went by, it was almost dusk, and everyone had already
She was getting tired. Zhao Xiaomei, who had been reading a book, didn't notice what the people next to her were saying at all. Likewise, others didn't notice anything strange about her either.
"I got a glimpse of Murong Yan's story in my young master's classics." Mei Lan said: "I can't remember the general content clearly, but the young master has never given up looking for Murong Yan's descendants.
It is said that this is the legacy of the old family master."
"All in all, meeting someone from the Qian Mansion here is truly a blessing from heaven!" Bai Feng responded.
Zhao Kuo raised his glass in greeting and said: "In that case, I hope that Brother Mei Lan will understand what happened just now. I drank this glass to apologize!"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Brother Zhao, I was also wrong in this matter. I just didn't know about that Ajuan girl..." Mei Lan toasted in reply.
Ajuan kept looking at the beautiful scenery outside the window, pretending not to care about what Mei Lan said. After a moment, she found that everyone was staring at her, waiting for her response, so she could only reply hesitantly: "I...I...I'll...
No matter how you say it, it cannot be regarded as pestering a married man! Although others have been thinking about other women..." After saying this, Ajuan almost cried out of grievance, which made Zhao Kuo on the side extremely annoyed.
The little girl sitting next to Ajuan suddenly fell down, leaned on Ajuan, and said weakly: "Sister Ajuan, my head... feels dizzy."
Ajuan looked at the other person with droopy eyes, pale lips and blue face, and hurriedly asked with concern: "Little sister, are you okay?"
"This silly girl is taking a boat for the first time. Isn't she a boat?" Zhao Kuo said.
"Ah! I didn't bring any medicine to treat the disease!" Ajuan said helplessly as he searched for his small package.
Murong Yan, who was sitting on the other side of the little sister, helped the little sister to him, rolled her eyelids, looked at her tongue, and said: "Fortunately, it's just an ordinary boat. I have a recipe for making the little sister
My sister will be relieved after taking it and resting for a night." After that, everyone said goodbye to Mei Lan. Zhao Kuo carried his sister on his back and returned to the cabin to rest. Murong Yan and Ajuan went to prepare the medicinal soup.
Even though she was very sick, the little sister still couldn't let go of the classics in her hands, which made Mei Lan grinning from ear to ear.
The medicinal soup was prepared and it was already nightfall. The younger sister was sitting on the bed, waiting for Murong Yan and the others to come over, thinking that she would have to drink bitter medicine again later, which would inevitably make her feel even more tormented. Meanwhile, her brother went to rest again.
There is no one around you who you can rely on to talk to.
"I'm really lonely." The little girl sighed inwardly.
After a while, Murong Yan entered the little sister's room with Bai Feng holding a long flute, and said: "Little sister, remember to drink medicine! I asked Brother Feng to play music for you. Soft music will be very helpful for your condition."
"Yan'er, this is not good! After all, it is a woman's room..." Bai Feng hesitated.
Murong Yan smiled playfully and said, "It's okay, I'll watch you from the side."
Zhao Xiaomei looked at the medicinal soup for a moment and found that it was different from the previous dark medicinal soup. It was transparent white. She swallowed deeply, closed her eyes tightly, took a sip, and said, "Sweet?"
"This is citrus tea, of course it's sweet!" Murong Yan replied. Shao Qing sat on the edge of the bed and signaled Bai Feng to start playing.
The long sound of the flute, accompanied by the sound of the waves hitting the wooden boat, has a special feeling. Zhao Xiaomei drank the sweet citrus tea and watched Bai Feng playing with her eyes closed in front of her. Her heart was filled with excitement. In order to prevent others from discovering her embarrassment, she could only
He nodded deeply, but couldn't help but glance at the young man. Every glance was as tender as water, and every time it was like a thousand years. How could such a strange situation escape the eyes of Murong Yan, who is also a woman? Maybe it was in
That night, she also discovered that Zhao Xiaomei's affection for Bai Feng was extraordinary.
Murong Yan stroked Xiaomei Zhao's forehead, smiled softly and said, "Sister, take the medicine and go to bed early." As soon as she finished speaking, she stood up and left.
"Sister Murong...Sister..." Zhao Xiaomei stretched out her hand to keep Murong Yan, but her eyes met with the puzzled Bai Feng, which made her lower her head in shame again.
"Miss Zhao, please rest early!" After saying this, Bai Feng followed Murong Yan and left that place without any hesitation.
That night, Zhao Xiaomei had almost no rest. While she was looking at the classics that Mei Lan lent her, she was thinking about how Murong Yan would treat her if she knew her feelings for Bai Feng.