Misty Rain of the Old Times

Chapter 328 Where did you hide me?
I think they had greeted each other in advance, and after hearing the 'secret code', the receptionist did not ask too many questions and led the way directly. At this point, Chen Xuan naturally could not retreat, so he stepped forward and followed.

When passing through the hall, Chen Xuan took a look around. The layout of Zuixianlou was quiet and elegant. Even in the hall, the tables were separated by green plants or screens, giving the guests who came to consume a relatively private space.

The place was already packed. Whether it was due to environmental factors or personal reasons, people did not talk loudly. They just chatted in low voices or drank and enjoyed the scenery.

To be honest, Chen Xuan really likes this kind of atmosphere, especially on rainy days. It is a very good place to kill time. He even wondered whether he should find a way to reserve a seat here for a long time and visit frequently.

But when I think about the expenses here... I, a great grandmaster, came here to give face to Zuixianlou!
Led by the receptionist, Chen Xuan walked through the hall but did not go upstairs. Instead, he went out the back door and walked along the corridor to the lake. There was a small pier by the lake and a two-story boat about three meters long was docked at the pier. The boat was simple but stylish, luxurious but not ostentatious.

When he arrived here, out of courtesy, Chen Xuan did not observe carefully, but his powerful senses still instinctively understood a lot of things, so he did not care...

"I can only stop here, please come in, sir," the young lady leading the way came to the edge of the dock and made a gesture of invitation.

As soon as these words were spoken, Chen Xuan clearly felt that the only person on the second floor of the building ship stopped breathing and seemed to be surprised and nervous.

Hey, Chen Xuan is not 'nervous' anymore.

Then a maid came out on the boat to lead the way. Chen Xuan nodded and stepped forward. By the way, the other party took Chen Xuan's umbrella.

When they reached the stairs, the maid stopped and motioned Chen Xuan to go up by himself.

After Chen Xuan got on the boat, the boat slowly started and headed towards Mirror Lake in the rain.

There was no sea of ​​fire or swords upstairs, so Chen Xuan walked up directly. He had thought of countless faces of his good friend in his mind before. What kind of person was she?

It didn't take long to find out.

Arriving on the second floor, the door and windows of the room were closed. Guessing that the other party didn't want to meet in advance and wanted to leave some suspense, Chen Xuan simply reached out and knocked on the door and said, "Is Tingfeng here? My foolish brother Taohua has come here for an appointment."

He did not push the door open directly, nor did he pretend to be reserved. He was just being himself. Chen Xuan intended to show his truest side to his friend. He just didn't know if they could still be friends like before after this meeting.

As for offline girls, 90% of them will die in the spotlight.

"Keep your voice down, come in quickly, don't shout, few people know who I am, let alone I'm here. It will be troublesome if people find out." A low and nervous voice suddenly came from inside the house.

The sound is clear and pleasant, without any tint, like the sound of a lark, or like pearls falling on a jade plate.

The tone of voice was neither deliberately elegant nor dignified and steady, which was different from what was expected, but it seemed as it should be, as casual as if they had known each other for many years. This was indeed the case, but they had never really known each other before. Chen Xuan inexplicably felt very close to him. To put it inaccurately, was it like-minded and felt a mutual understanding?
The identity and whereabouts of the emotional Tingfeng Jushi are still a mystery, but why did she agree to be his offline girlfriend without hesitation? I'm afraid she is a friendless person...

Feeling happy, Chen Xuan pushed the door open directly, then paused and stared at the person inside with a look of surprise on his face. After staring at each other for a moment, Chen Xuan looked up at the door, then looked around, wondering if he had come to the wrong place or met the wrong person.

The other person had almost the same expression as him. The face that was originally expecting to have fun froze, and he was dumbfounded and unbelievable.

The room was filled with a sumptuous feast of food and wine, and the air was filled with fragrance. Just the appearance and smell of the food made it clear that they were worth a fortune. I guess they were all the signature dishes of Zuixianlou.

None of this matters. What matters is that there is a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old standing in the room. She is about one meter seventy, with a beautiful face, bright eyes and white teeth. It is not an exaggeration to describe her as a beauty of nature.

Chen Xuan has seen many beautiful women over the years. The other person's appearance and figure are not inferior to anyone he has seen, and may even be better. The only difference is her temperament, which is a bit stunning.

Coincidentally, the other party was also dressed in black and white, without so many fancy decorations. She wore a black long skirt inside and a white shirt outside. Her hair was tied into a beautiful hair accessory. Apart from a few apricot leaves as embellishments, she did not have too many jewelry and her hair was waist-length.

Please forgive Chen Xuan for being at a loss for words. She was so pretty, so good-looking, with a curvy figure, a thin waist and long legs. At first sight, he couldn't help but take a look at her. It was instinctive, and he quickly looked away out of politeness.

However, he was a little dumbfounded. No, buddy, where is the monk Tingfeng? What's going on with this beautiful girl of seventeen or eighteen years old?

I had guessed she was a woman, but the question was, how old did she look? You have to remember that she wrote Lingyun Ji seven years ago. If she was Tingfeng Jushi, wouldn't that mean she started writing books when she was only a teenager?

After a moment, Chen Xuan silently closed the door and opened it again. It was still the same. She was the only one in the room.

After thinking for a while, he stepped in, closed the door, and said thoughtfully: "Stop playing, it's boring. Where's Tingfeng? Let her come out."

The other party's eyes widened slightly upon hearing this, and he looked at Chen Xuan and asked, "So who are you? Is it Brother Taohua? Is he afraid to come forward and specifically asked you to impersonate him?"

Chen Xuan straightened his chest and raised his chin. "I am Peach Blossom Prince. Peach Blossom Prince is me. It's not shameful for me to be seen. Why would I need someone else to pretend to be me? But you, sister, where is my long-time friend, Master Tingfeng? Where did you hide her? Is she embarrassed to see me, so she asked you to do this to her?"

"Oh, you're the first to complain. I'm Tingfeng, and Tingfeng is me, absolutely!" She put her hands on her hips, one foot on the stool, and looked at Chen Xuan questioningly, "Are you really Peach Blossom?"

She was standing on a stool, revealing a small white foot under her black skirt. She was wearing a pair of flip-flops. She didn't care about her image at all. She just stared at Chen Xuan as if she was deceived.

I have a bad temper, and Chen Xuan also put one foot on the stool. He was also wearing flip-flops, but his were nice-looking women's style. He snorted and said, "How can it be fake!" Our eyes met, and we were speechless and awkward for a moment. Both of us were very surprised, but there was also a bit of surprise in the surprise.

After staring at each other for a moment, the girl broke the silence and said, "Wait, let's sort it out first. It's a bit confusing. I'm Tingfeng, but you saying you're Taohua makes me a little suspicious. Let's talk about something that others don't know first to confirm our identities so we don't recognize the wrong person."

"Okay, I still doubt your identity. Let me tell you first, when did I write the first letter? What did I say?" Chen Xuan sneered.

The other party opened his mouth and said, "The first time Taohua wrote me a letter was in the spring of seven years ago. I forgot the exact time. Who would remember that? Basically, she criticized me for writing Lingyunji as childish and made some good suggestions, which I adopted. Now I want to ask you, when was the last time I wrote back to Taohua, and what was the content?"

"Yesterday, the content was to arrange a welcome party for me at Zuixian Tower by the Mirror Lake," Chen Xuan blurted out.

The woman opened her mouth and said, "It doesn't count. The one before it..."

"Well, it happened last month. Besides discussing the follow-up content of the new book with me, Tingfeng told me that she's been very upset recently, with many people proposing to her..."

"Okay, stop talking. I believe you. You are the peach blossom prince I have been in love with for many years, okay?" Tingfeng said, covering his face.

Chen Xuan was completely amused and said sadly, "I also believe that you just heard it from the wind, because the tone of your speech and the unconventional thinking are hard for most people to follow."

With a sigh, Tingfeng looked at Chen Xuansheng helplessly and said, "I feel like I've been deceived."

Hearing this, Chen Xuan curled his lips and said unhappily: "I still feel like I'm being teased."

Putting his foot down, Tingfeng walked towards Chen Xuan, looked him up and down in disbelief, and said, "Now that our identities have been confirmed, let's not talk about useless things. Tell me the truth, how old were you when you wrote me your first letter?"

Chen Xuan also put his foot down and looked at her curiously. The two of them walked, looking at each other, and walked in circles. He said, "You were eleven years old back then, so what? Who says that eleven-year-olds can't write letters to novel authors to communicate? By the way, how old were you when you wrote Lingyun Ji?"

"Ten years old, how about that? Impressive, right? I should bow down to you. Which law stipulates that a ten-year-old can't write a book?" Ting Feng said proudly.

Curling his lips, Chen Xuan said, "I don't even want to criticize you. Why don't you go back and look at what you wrote back then? The wording was immature, illogical, too presumptuous, terrible, and you still published it? I'm embarrassed for you. You said you wrote it when you were ten years old. I even suspect that someone with less talent wrote it for you."

"You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want. Don't think we are friends, or I will sue you for slander. I wrote it word by word, and I thought about it very hard, do you understand? At most, I can ask someone to help revise it a little bit," Tingfeng said a little guilty, and gestured a little with his little finger.

Chen Xuan smiled and said happily, "Look, you've confessed yourself."

Ting Feng gritted his teeth and said irritably, "Stop it, stop talking about me. It's so annoying. I always thought that the person I've known for many years was an old man. I was already prepared to respect the elderly. But you're only eighteen years old now?"

"I'm not happy with what you said. Before this, I thought that the Tingfeng I knew was a close older sister. It turns out that the person who has been communicating with me for so many years is just a childish guy. If this gets out, I'll be ashamed to face anyone. This is definitely a dark history," Chen Xuan said with a helpless smile.

With his hands on his hips and chest puffed out, Ting Feng glared fiercely and said, "Who are you calling childish? You were not a little brat back then."

It was indeed not small. He made a stop gesture and said, "The past is the past. Let's not talk about it anymore, otherwise it will be embarrassing. Let's get to know each other again. I, Chen Xuan, am from Yang County, Jingting Commandery, Shangyun Prefecture. I am nicknamed Peach Blossom Prince and the people in the martial arts world call me Sang Biao. If you hear the wind, my friend, why don't you confess the truth quickly?"

Upon hearing Chen Xuan's self-introduction, Tingfeng Jushi burst out laughing without any image, and said with great amusement, "Your name is Chen Xuan, you? And you're so sad, haha, it's hilarious! And you're also called Peach Blossom Prince. You were only eleven years old seven years ago, and you dare to have such a nickname? By the way, has your peach blossom bloomed in all these years?"

"No, don't interrupt, it's your turn," Chen Xuan waved his hand.

Tingfeng Jushi said calmly, "I am from the capital, my pen name is Tingfeng Jushi, my real name is Zhou Xianning."

Hearing this, Chen Xuan was stunned and said hesitantly: "Zhou Xianning? Which Zhou Xianning?"

"It's probably the Zhou Xianning you've heard of. What's wrong? Are you still so depressed? Are you scared?" Zhou Xianning looked at Chen Xuan with interest with her hands behind her back, as if she had been waiting for this day to see his reaction.

This person is so heartless, and his little actions are really not insincere at all.

However, she was destined to be disappointed. After Chen Xuan got the confirmation, he waved his sleeves and said nonchalantly: "Isn't she just the little princess Fuyao? How scary can she be? I am not afraid of being scared. Have you forgotten what I told you? Even with my three-story cultivation, nothing can scare me."

"Oh, I thought you were just bragging, it turns out you are really that great?" the little princess said in silence.

With a smug smile, Chen Xuan said, "Who is bragging to you? No, are you serious? Are you really that Zhou Xianning?"

"Believe it or not, how about I have someone arrest you and put you in the prison to prove it? Don't worry, I will bring you food every now and then, and take the opportunity to see how miserable you look," the little princess said eagerly.

Chen Xuan declined and said, "Thank you, no need. I believe it, and I'm not exaggerating. Don't bother with that. No matter how many people come, they can't catch me."

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(End of this chapter)