"After staring at him for a long time, Lady Chao finally said: 'Alright, alright, I won't tease you anymore. Since you sincerely want to see me, tell me, what can I help you with? For your amusement, without any conditions, I am willing to help you once without seeking anything in return.'"
"Really?" Zhang Ye asked.
"Of course it's true," said Lady Zhao, "I, Lady Zhao, keep my word. There are few things that I cannot do in Blue Snow City."
Zhang Ye said: "It's about seeing the fourth young lady. This morning I originally wanted to sneak in and see her, but it didn't work out. This afternoon she is giving a lecture on Buddhist scriptures, can Madame bring me in?"
Madam Zhao burst into another fit of giggles, holding her belly in laughter.
"?" Zhang Ye was stunned and thought to herself, didn't she hit her head last night?
It was a long time before Madam Zhao spoke up: "You're indeed a careless youngster who misuses words, how can you use phrases like 'slipping through' and 'getting away with it' to describe yourself?"
Zhang Ye couldn't help but find it amusing and thought to himself, "This woman really is inexperienced, is this something worth laughing about?"
"Will it work or not?" Zhang Ye urged anxiously.
Madam Zhao suppressed her smile and said seriously, "You tell me what happened at noon. I want to hear it myself. If you really offended Long Lan, then I'm powerless too. In Blue Snow City, anyone can be provoked, but only Long Lan cannot be provoked."
Zhang Ye briefly told him about what had happened on the way.
"What!" Before she had even finished listening, Lady Zhao directly jumped up, "You, you have offended Changkong Wujin?"
"He can't be so petty, can he? If this is what it means to offend someone, then the whole world would be full of enemies."
Zhaofuren's expression was no longer playful, "That's what you say, but you're too reckless. What kind of person is Chang Kongwuji? He's someone our Blue Snow City can't afford to offend. Are you out of your mind?"
However, after some thought, Lady Zhao also felt that if it wasn't like this, then it wouldn't be the legendary Zhang Ye either.
"Alright, since things haven't gotten worse, be careful and don't provoke Chang Kongwu. If I'm not mistaken, he's gone to see Madame Qi. This afternoon, the four of us will probably meet at Feixue Jing Pavilion."
"Who is Mrs. Qi again?" Zhang Ye wondered where so many Mrs. came from.
"That cheap person can only be one, not a nobody, relying on her son's nobility, the mother of Long Xiao Tian. After Long Xiao Tian got into trouble, she was in crisis and sought help from outside, but who knows how she hooked up with Wu Shuang Er Gongzi." said Zhao Furen.
Considering these women's values are extremely rotten, Zhang Ye didn't have much interest in understanding them either, so he stopped talking to her and lit up a cigarette for himself.
He used to make his own cigars, but recently upgraded and had a craftsman make him an emerald-green jade smoking pipe during Snow Crystal.
@#￥。
Look at this guy suddenly pulling out a cigarette holder and putting it in his mouth, Lady Zhao stared with her mouth agape, speechless. This is indeed a thoroughly depraved young man.
South of the city, by the Star River, flying snow passes through the pavilion.
In the afternoon, the inner courtyard was packed with people listening to Longlan Shengnu's lecture on scriptures.
Although those who came didn't understand a thing and were just there for the excitement, the seats were always filled.
Today's afternoon was a bit strange. Although there were many ordinary people, none of them were in the courtyard, and they all naturally gathered outside to watch the gossip.
The majestic ice ship hung in mid-air, unrivaled and unmatched.
In a flash of golden light, two people fell from the Wuyuan Fortune Ship in front of the Feixue Jingge courtyard. The man was handsome and elegant, with an unmatched appearance, not a single flaw on his face. He had a habit of slightly raising his head, showing a kind of elegant arrogance.
There is a beautiful woman with a palace-like appearance beside me.
The short-haired man standing guard outside the small courtyard bowed and said: "Madam Qi has arrived."
"Master Wujin, let's go listen to Longlan expound on the scriptures."
The beautiful woman in the palace ignores the short-haired man, but is extremely respectful to the long-haired one.
At this moment, no one stopped them, and Changkong Wuji and Madame Qi walked hand in hand into the Feixue Jingge.
"Empress Dowager has arrived."
Nor did he know who among the crowd outside shouted, and from afar, another ice boat also flew over slowly.
Zhaofuren's airship was far superior to the small, humble vessel of Fushou. Although Fushou's ship was also quite impressive in its own right, it was only when the two were placed side by side that the difference became truly apparent.
The little spaceship drew near, a flash of light, and Madame Zhao descended to the ground with Zhang Ye.
"Madam Zhao is polite."
The short-haired man standing at the door bowed and looked at Zhang Ye with kindness.
Madam Zhao smiled as beautifully as an orchid, and with a pretentious air, she gently hooked Zhang Ye's arm and walked in, saying: "Come on, let's go inside."
Zhang Ye was desperately trying to shake off Zhao Furen's hand, while Zhao Furen was clinging tightly to his hand.
With a twist and a turn, pulling and tugging, they went in under everyone's watchful eyes.
In short, Zhang Ye and Zhao Furen were a very unconventional couple, quite eccentric, and vastly different from the seemingly perfect golden boy and jade girl-like Lang Kongwu and Qi Furen.
They were polite and courteous, entering and exiting in an orderly manner, hand in hand, like respected guests.
The onlookers whispered among themselves and made judgments.
Zhang Ye was described by them as a nouveau riche, while Wuji Gongzi was described by them as the Son of Heaven descending to the mortal world.
These ordinary people who used to enter the lecture hall no longer went in. It wasn't that anyone was stopping them, but rather they had formed a tacit understanding among themselves after the two big shots arrived.
"This is the drawback of letting big shots in."
A two-story small attic, Long Lan closed her eyes and took a nap, although she didn't see the outside scene, but seemed to be talking in her sleep, saying a sentence.
"Miss, it's noon, the lecture hall is open, and there are already distinguished guests waiting." A female voice came from outside the door.
"Come." Long Lan's voice rang out...
Strolling along, I entered the Flying Snow Pavilion.
It's hard to tell from the outside, but it's actually much bigger inside.
There are three floors of buildings, presenting three directions. The front has a screen wall that almost blocks the view from outside to inside.
Three-story building with a veranda, surrounding the entire courtyard, flowers and grass everywhere, and another exquisite small lake.
Benefiting from the use of Xinghe River water, Xinghe River never freezes, which forms a rare and precious landscape in the icy sky and snowy land: a small bridge with flowing water and people's homes, full of spiritual energy.
Zhang Ye was stunned.
Madam Zhao didn't stop her steps either, and with elegant courtesy, she accompanied him to watch, occasionally explaining in a soft voice.
Not just Zhang Ye and his group who were watching from their lodgings, Changkong Wujin and Madame Qi across the small lake were also enjoying the view.
Occasionally looking up and seeing that Chang Wuji was somewhat displeased, Zhang Ye was taken aback and took a few more glances.
To be honest, it's a style that can make many people fall in love.
If it weren't for Zhang Ye being used to seeing Zi Yi's poses, he might have been startled into thinking she was a celestial being.
Her demeanor was as free and easy as a cloudless sky, and she had a few similarities with Ziyi, extremely elegant, but also somewhat arrogant.
It is similar in spirit, rather than in form.
He is really spirited.
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