We said we would experience life, fairy, how did you become real?.

Chapter 161 Even though he had never seen her before

Xiao Mo and his group arrived at Bichun Lake.

As the largest lake in the capital of the Zhou Dynasty, it was originally the first choice for the people of the capital to come and play.

Not to mention the flower named "Autumn Arrives" has bloomed, attracting even more people.

Willows along the lake sway gently in the breeze, their tender green branches resembling a little girl's carefully braided hair.

An elderly man with white hair was leisurely fishing by Bichun Lake, chatting and laughing with his fellow anglers.

A young woman with her hair in a bun, holding her child's hand, strolled leisurely along the lake.

Many scholars and poets also sat in the pavilions, brewing wine and tea, discussing poetry and composing verses.

The flower called "Qiu'er Dao" resembles a chrysanthemum and has a touch of rose charm, but its flower stem is not long and slender. Instead, it grows close to the ground and is shaped like a small lantern.

One after another, the "Autumn Flowers" dotted the lush green grass.

It is indeed extremely beautiful.

A summer breeze blew by, and Xiao Mo indeed felt himself relax.

"Your Majesty, shall this old servant find you a place to sit, drink wine, and enjoy the scenery? That would be a delightful experience," Wei Xun said respectfully.

Xiao Mo waved his hand: "No need, I'll just take a walk."

"Yes, son."

Since His Majesty has said so, I can only follow behind him.

The two Foundation Establishment stage guards looked around warily, while also keeping an eye on Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo also knew that both guards were Yan Shan'ao's men.

Once I get back, I will report my every move to Yan Shan'ao.

Xiao Mo walked along the lake with his hands behind his back.

Because Xiao Mo's temperament and appearance were so outstanding, many people, especially women, would secretly take a few more glances at him, wondering whose handsome young man he was.

As he walked, Xiao Mo looked up and saw a kite gradually rising into the sky.

But before it could rise much higher, the kite string snapped and stuck to a sycamore tree by the lake.

Xiao Mo withdrew his gaze and looked at the two women flying the kite.

They walked to the tree and stared blankly at the century-old sycamore tree, which was at least four zhang tall.

The woman dressed as a maid looked very anxious, but the young lady beside her was very calm and even comforted her, lip-reading as if to say "It's alright".

“It’s them.”

Xiao Mo recognized him immediately.

The main reason is that the woman was just too beautiful. Even in the era of beauty filters and photo editing on Blue Ocean Star, she would still be the most stunning woman.

Xiao Mo glanced at the guard beside him: "Go and take that kite down."

"Yes, young master." A guard flew up in a few steps, took down the kite, and then flew back to hand it to his emperor.

The two women looked in the direction the guard had left and saw a handsome young man carrying a kite walking towards them.

Yan Ruxue stared at him, her eyes widening slightly, her peach blossom eyes blinking gently, her expression calm.

Instead, Xiao Chun exclaimed in surprise, even pointing a finger at Xiao Mo: "I know you, you are that Dao."

Halfway through her speech, Xiaochun suddenly remembered what the young lady had said to her that day.

This Taoist priest is actually the current emperor.
Immediately, Xiaochun shut her mouth, lowered her arm, and looked at her young mistress in a panic, her eyes seeming to say, "Miss, what should I do? I've been rude again."

"It's alright," Yan Ruxue said softly to Xiaochun. "Just treat him like an ordinary young master."

"This"

Xiaochun felt a little flustered.

Is this really okay?

"Greetings, ladies." Xiao Mo walked towards them and bowed. "Your kites seem to break their strings quite often."

"Greetings, young master." Yan Ruxue bowed gracefully. "I don't often lose connection, but when I do, I'm always lucky enough to run into you, young master."

Xiao Mo smiled and handed over the kite: "Here you go." "Thank you, young master." Yan Ruxue took the kite and handed it to Xiao Chun.

"Young master, you have twice taken down my kite. In return, I would like to invite you to have a cup of tea," Yan Ruxue said with a smile.

Xiao Mo nodded: "Alright, then I won't stand on ceremony."

"Master, please."

"please."

Xiao Mo followed her to a willow tree.

A cloth was spread on the grass, and a small tea stove was placed on it.

Xiao Mo and Yan Ruxue knelt facing each other on the cushion.

Xiao Chun, Wei Xun, and the others stood behind their respective masters.

Yan Ruxue lit the tea stove, poured spring water from the gourd, brewed and poured tea, her series of movements were elegant and skillful, giving people a pleasant feeling.

Xiao Mo couldn't help but think of the two phrases: "A fair hand adding tea is like a painting" and "Fine tea is like a beautiful woman."

Looking at it today, it seems that this is indeed the case.

"Please, young master." Yan Ruxue held a cup in one hand and a teacup in the other, handing it to Xiao Mo.

"Thank you." Xiao Mo took the teacup and took a sip.

"What do you think, young master?"

"Good tea." Xiao Mo nodded. "The tea is good, but the young lady's skills are even better."

"You flatter me, sir." Yan Ruxue smiled gently, rolled up her sleeves, picked up the teapot, and poured more tea for Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo glanced at the books beside him and asked, "Does the young lady enjoy reading?"

"I wouldn't say I like it that much," Yan Ruxue replied, her voice as gentle as a spring breeze. "But someone once told me that only by being knowledgeable can one be reasonable, and that women should read more books to become virtuous ladies."

"I see." Xiao Mo nodded approvingly. "Then I think you've done it, young lady."

"Not nearly as good." Yan Ruxue covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

Xiao Mo shook his head: "If a young lady is not considered well-educated and reasonable, then there are probably very few people like her in the whole world."

"Since you say so, young master, then I will accept your praise." Yan Ruxue bent down again to pour tea, her skirt outlining her graceful figure.

"So, what kind of books do young ladies usually read?" Xiao Mo took a sip of tea.

"Just browsing around randomly. If I had to pick the most, it would probably be about some poems." Yan Ruxue straightened up, her dignified and elegant demeanor resembling the willow tree beside her.

"Poetry, what kind of poetry does the young lady like?" Xiao Mo asked again.

Xiao Mo also realized that he had talked too much.

However, Xiao Mo felt a strange sense of familiarity and closeness towards her.

Xiao Mo couldn't explain why either.

He had never seen her before.

“Hmm,” Yan Ruxue thought seriously for a moment, “If there is any, it should only be four sentences.”

"Oh? May I ask which four lines you mean, young lady?" Xiao Mo became interested.

Yan Ruxue said softly, "Two of the lines are from Guan Ju's poem: 'A fair maiden, a gentleman's desire.'"

"What are the other two lines?"

"The other two sentences?"

The woman looked at Xiao Mo and paused slightly.

Her clear, bright eyes were like a mirror-like lake, rippling with gentle waves.