The woman in the elegant room shouted for a while, but when there was no movement, she finally couldn't help but walked out of the room, holding a roll of rice paper in her hand, which she thought was a masterpiece she had just completed.
As she stepped out of the threshold, the woman couldn't help mumbling: "Okay, how dare you sneak out to play without my permission?"
If Xiao Ke is a girl with a delicate appearance and a delicate fragrance, which can be said to be of superior beauty, then the woman who walks out of the Accord at this moment is a beauty of superior beauty!
Her dark eyebrows are as curved as the moon, her bright eyes are as bright as stars; her beautiful nose is naughty, and her peach lips are like lotus...
Wearing a blue dress that stretched straight to the ground, her delicate but not charming collarbone was vaguely visible at the shallow V-embroidered neckline.
A few strands of hair wrapped around the small ears that were as bright as jade dumplings, and then stretched back. Three thousand black hair like a waterfall shawl, with a goose-yellow ribbon tied at the end of the hair, dancing lightly...
She looked down from the entrance hall on the second floor: "Huh? Xiao Ke, you are here, so why don't you pay attention to me!"
This woman lifted up her skirt, puffed out her cheeks, and her angry expression was so beautiful!
I saw her moving lightly, landing silently, and soon she was walking along the wooden steps to the first floor. She came up behind her and patted Xiao Ke's shoulder.
"Oh my god!"
The girl was suddenly startled.
When she turned around, she realized that the person who came was her young lady. She couldn't help but pursed her lips: "Miss, why are you trying to scare people quietly if I don't bring you like this?"
"I'm scaring you? You still have the nerve to say it!"
The woman stretched out a chive finger and poked Xiao Ke's smooth forehead gently: "I called you so many times from above and wanted you to see my new work, but you actually ignored me.
, now you still have the nerve to file a complaint first?"
"Ah? Oh, it's my fault... It's all because this poem is so beautifully written. I was lost in thought for a moment, and then..."
Xiao Ke sweetly picked up the woman's arm, stuck out his sweet tongue, and said playfully: "Hehehe, Miss treats Ke'er the best, so she won't really blame me, right?"
"You! How could any maid be like you? I have spoiled you!"
"Yes, yes, the entire Qingyun Sect knows that Yu Charmaine, the daughter of Supreme Elder Yu Wancong's family, is a very good person~"
It turns out that this beautiful and picturesque woman is actually the youngest daughter of the supreme elder: Yu Wancong.
No wonder Xiao Ke, who is only a maid at the Seven-Star Mystic Master level and is only an inner disciple, is able to hang out in Qingyun City and become the shopkeeper of the Four Treasures Shop.
"Humph, don't talk nice words here to coax me."
Charmaine Yu rolled her eyes and said, "You just said it because you were fascinated by the lyrics?"
"Yes, yes!" Xiao Ke nodded like a fool.
"Okay, you dare to deceive me, you deserve a beating!"
"No, no, no, Ke'er would never dare to deceive the young lady. It's really..."
Before the other party could finish his explanation, Charmaine Yu mercilessly nodded the other party's forehead: "Since the opening of my Moxiang Pavilion, except for the first year, no male disciples with other thoughts have come here.
Young Master, after I was finally kicked out by this young lady, I have been left alone."
"You might as well come up with the idea of asking everyone who comes to buy pens, inks, paper and inkstones to leave their calligraphy treasures in order to attract repeat customers."
"But... I have read a lot of poems and lyrics written by those people, but only a few are worthy of my attention, and I have never seen any that can be called masterpieces!"
"From the elders to the disciples, everyone in the sect is devoted to the realm of mysterious cultivation. How many people are obsessed with playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting?"
"This has been the case for so many years. But now you are saying that someone has written a masterpiece that can make you wonder? Hehe, you really won't even tell a lie!"
"Hey, I really didn't lie! If you don't believe me, please see for yourself, miss?"
"A dead duck has a tough mouth."
Charmaine Yu glared at Xiao Ke: "Okay, okay, I'll take a look for myself."
"It doesn't mean it's as good as you say. As long as it reaches an acceptable level, I won't argue with you."
"But if you behave like a mess again, let's see how I punish you!"
After saying that, she stepped to the desk, with a look of disdain in her bright eyes, her red lips slightly opened, and she softly read the words that were still wet with ink——
"When will the bright moon come? Ask the sky for wine. I wonder what year it is today in the palace in the sky?"
After reading this sentence, the disdain in the woman's eyes has long disappeared!
"In just a few words, actually..."
She took a deep breath and continued to look at the second sentence——
"I want to ride the wind back, but I'm afraid that the beautiful buildings and beautiful buildings will be too cold at high places. It will be cold at high places..."
She repeatedly chimed the last five words, combined with the previous words, and rode the wind back. She seemed to see the back of a majestic man who towered over the sky, standing alone on the top of the sky, with nothing in her heart, and it was so cold up there!
According to the translation Chen Shen heard in class in his previous life, it seems to be quite different from the meaning that this woman understands now.
But this is also reasonable. The same poem will change in thousands of ways when it is appreciated by different people in different environments.
Charmaine Yu was born in a world of great competition where the strong were respected. Although she was born a girl, she still had the aura of a heroic hero. Reading it now, it definitely has a different flavor...
"Dancing to clear the shadow, how can it be like being in the human world?"
"This means that... he dances in the sky towards the moon, his shadow follows people, as if he is riding on the clouds and riding the wind. When he is at the top of the sky, is he sometimes not as free and happy as in the ordinary human world?"
"Could the person who composed this poem have been an emperor of the secular world? That's not right... Our Qingyun Sect has never recruited an emperor of the secular world as a disciple, right?"
Charmaine Yu had a lot of doubts in her mind, and with the intention of solving the mystery, she continued reading——
"Turn around the Zhu Pavilion, lower the Qi household, and the light will keep you awake. There should be no hatred, why should we be reunited when we say goodbye?"
"This is... the bright moon turns around the vermilion pavilion and hangs low in front of the door and window, illuminating myself who can't sleep. The bright moon shouldn't have any resentment towards others, but why does it have to return to its full circle at the time of separation?"
"What a poignant mood..."
Charmaine Yu's eyes were so bright that even she didn't realize that when she saw this place, she was already immersed in it and couldn't extricate herself.
"People have joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, and the moon waxes and wanes. This has never been the case in ancient times."
"People undergo changes in joys and sorrows, and the moon also undergoes changes in waxing and waning. This kind of thing has been difficult to fully understand since ancient times."
"Alas! Yes, the moon waxes and wanes, joys and sorrows, how can manpower control them? Helpless, helpless..."
The woman sighed softly and looked at the last two sentences——
"I hope that people will live forever, and we can share the beauty of the cicadas thousands of miles apart."
"What a nice view……"
"This, this must be the author thinking about his lover, right? He... already has the woman he likes?"
At this thought, Charmaine Yu felt sad for no reason: "Is there really such an infatuated person in the world? How happy the woman who is missed by him must be!"
"This person is obviously too high up to be in the cold. He feels invincible and the most lonely, as if everything is at his fingertips!"
"But he sighed helplessly because he missed the person he loved most. He compared his state of mind with the moon's clouds and waning. It's hard to be perfect in ancient times. It's hard to be perfect in ancient times..."
"I hope we live a long life, thousands of miles apart...can we share the beauty of the moon together?"