Volume 2 ◆ Flourishing Talent VS Overlooking the World ◆ 036 Snowy Delivery of Charcoal
The refreshing and elegant fragrance of plum blossoms wafts through the slightly intoxicating night breeze, brushing against the nose of Feng Xue.
She inadvertently raised her eyes, and Mo Yanhua's slender figure fell directly into her eyes.
The dim night couldn't dull his radiance, his snow-white clothes fluttering as he moved. His long hair, like splashed ink, was tied back with a single white silk ribbon, filled with an airy feeling.
He seemed to have felt Feng Yuxue's gaze, and in the dim light of the lanterns, he slowly turned his head, his lips curling up at the corners as he flashed a brilliant smile at her.
Suí fēng zhàn zài tā de shēn biān, huái lǐ bào zhe yī bǐng gǔ qín hézi shén qíng sù mù. Zhǐ shì zài jiàn dào gōng zǐ cháo zhe fèng miǎo xuě lù chū xiào róng de shí hòu, yǎn dǐ huá guò le nóng nóng de jīng yà zhī sè.
"It's you!"
Feng Mei Xue was struck by his smile and slightly stunned, wondering why he suddenly appeared. She glanced around and only then realized that she had unknowingly walked to a place not far from Zui Huan Lou.
"The Second Master is quite majestic! Such a grand procession will surely astonish the guests at Drunken Delight Pavilion!"
A melodious voice like the sound of a Chinese zither, spoke slowly and calmly, without any hint of anger, yet exuding an intimidating aura that made one's heart skip a beat.
He stood before the imperial guard cavalry riding high-headed horses, without a hint of weakness. His straight back exuded an air of pride that seemed to shake heaven and earth beneath his feet.
All around was silent, no one dared to utter a word.
"Alas, I'm truly sorry! I didn't realize this was the Drunken Delight Pavilion and disturbed Young Master Yanhua. It's really a grave offense! Today, I have urgent matters to attend to, but another day, I will definitely come to the Drunken Delight Pavilion and punish myself with three cups!"
The Second Prince, who was about to get angry, looked clearly at Mo Yanhua's face and dismounted his horse. He bowed his hands towards him, and the gloomy expression on his face disappeared, replaced by a few deliberate attempts to please him.
Yanhua Gongzi's wealth and power spread throughout the Yunhuan continent, all of which were coveted by the various kings. If he could be won over to his own camp, how could he worry about not achieving great things?
Fortunately, he had long commissioned someone to paint a portrait of Yunhua Gongzi at a high price, otherwise, if he had offended him, it would have been terrible!
The originally quiet crowd immediately erupted when they heard the name of Yanhua Gongzi.
"Heavens! I didn't mishear, did I? He's actually the renowned number one beauty in the land, Yanhua Gongzi!"
A excited woman's voice broke through the quiet of the night.
The crowd surged like boiling water and suddenly erupted. The fervent worship in their hearts exceeded fear, bursting out of their throats.
"He is indeed the unparalleled talent, the extraordinary and elegant Young Master Yanhua!"
"He's really too handsome!"
"Indeed, just as rumored, he's a man like a heavenly god!"
"If I could marry him, I'd be willing to die!"
"With you being like this, Young Master Yanhua wouldn't even look down on you!"
"Is Yan Hua Gongzi someone you powder-puffed women can aspire to? Are you dreaming?"
"He would choose, and he would still choose this young master..."
"Hey! What's wrong with you pinching my face..."
“……”
The crowd's cheers quickly turned into a cacophony of quarrels, the crowd was in an uproar, completely out of control.
"Xue Er, let's go!"
Moyan Hua stretched out her hand to Feng Mi Xue, her gentle voice resonating softly in her heart, causing her to involuntarily stretch out her slender and icy small hand.
As he pulled her hand up, toe pointed, and flew out of the crowd, she finally came back to her senses.
Xue Qing, Qian Cao and Sui Feng followed them from afar, flying in the direction of outside the city.
The Second King originally wanted to continue getting closer to Mo Yanhua, but was swept away by the crowd rushing towards Mo Yanhua. In the process, he didn't know who had stepped on his feet several times, and felt extremely stifled in his heart.
The Imperial Guard finally managed to escort him out, only to find that the prisoner's carriage was empty.
Looking back, Mo Yanhua and Feng Mie Xue had also disappeared without a trace.
Summer nights, quiet as water, do not seem dull. The moonlight floats like a thin gauze in the sky, and everything is dyed with a shallow silver white. Outside the Purple Forbidden City, on top of the Xianjing Mountain, it seems to be surrounded by mist, like a dream.
A winding jade passageway stretches all the way up to the top of a lush green mountain peak.
Two figures climbed up the stairs, blowing in the night wind, admiring the moonlight, and the troubles in their hearts also gradually settled down, returning to tranquility.
Feng Mei Xue looked at the tall man beside her, puzzled as to why she had grabbed his outstretched hand in the chaos of the crowd. It seemed like a subconscious action, as if she instinctively trusted him!
And this degree of trust was beyond her imagination.
She didn't need to think about it, she instinctively knew he wouldn't hurt her. Such unconditional trust was unprecedented for her.
But for him alone, she had such an impulse.
Amidst the purple agate-paved jade steps, dense acacia trees grow on both sides, reflecting the moonlight in the clouds. Under the acacia trees, a vast expanse of lush green grass stretches as far as the eye can see, creeping up the elegant and verdant hills. Dotted with wildflowers, it is exceptionally pure and lovely.
"What's wrong?"
Mo Yanhua looked at her occasionally frowning and worried expression, and involuntarily stopped in her tracks, facing her veiled face with a hint of inquiry.
The delicate fragrance of flowers is faintly perceptible, only in each breath, the fragrance seeps into the heart.
His voice was overly good to hear, simple words flowed from his mouth, full of enchanting magic that made her unable to help but sink in.
The two of them had unknowingly arrived at the mountain waist, while Xueqian and the other three were guarding the foot of the mountain. Several Bodhi trees stood alone in the wind, carefree and unworldly.
From here, looking out, you can see the majestic purple and gold city walls, proudly standing on the vast grasslands, magnificent and grand.
"Nothing, I just wanted to buy a store tonight, but it seems like it's not going to work out!"
Feng Mei Xue sat on the jade steps, gazing at the hazy moonlight that seemed to be lost in the vast expanse of the grasslands. Her tone was unusually calm. She didn't mention the uncontrollable feeling in her heart that made her feel too annoyed, and instead casually brushed it off with a sentence.
She never thought that a person's charm could be so terrifying!
The current Zi Quan City is a sensation throughout the city, with crowds surging towards Zui Huan Lou, causing the area to be completely congested.
If they hadn't come out of the city, it would have been impossible to move forward even an inch.
"This is simple, if you need a store, I'll just give you my Drunken Delight Pavilion!"
Mo Yan's gentle laughter, with a hint of pampering. I thought it was something big, but it turned out to be just a small matter.
He sat beside her, at a distance that was neither far nor near, the faint scent on both of their bodies wafted through the air, intertwining with each other.
The moonlight casts a faint chill, plunging the entire Xianzong Mountain into a dreamy haze. The longing tree rustles softly, casting a shimmering glow on the ground. The scene of them sitting together is filled with a sense of elegant beauty.
"You can pay me back when you have the ability later!"
He was afraid she would be unwilling to accept it, so he mentioned it again.
This can be said to be a timely help for her, but he is so casual about it.
