The Princess of the Fairy Phoenix Road

Chapter 75 Crisis (5)
Chu Xunyang looked at his orderly preparations, and the corners of his mouth could not help but slightly upturned: "It's just sitting for a while, where did you pay so much attention?"

"Guests do as they please, and the hospitality is not good enough. You will say that I have neglected you later." Lord Yanling said, and jumped on the boat first when the next person brought a few plates of fresh melons and fruits.

Chu Xunyang was about to follow, but saw that he had turned around and handed him a hand towards him.

His fingers were well-proportioned and slender, reflecting the bright autumn sky, as if they were works of art carved from beautiful jade, with a faint warm color.

Chu Xunyang looked at the finger he handed in front of him, was slightly taken aback, raised his eyes and gave him a questioning look.

Lord Yanling looked back at her with a faint smile on his lips, and said calmly: "The boat is too small and a little unstable."

This reason seems a little far-fetched, and she is not one of those weak young ladies.

Chu Xunyang laughed, but he didn't refuse in a rare good mood, and put his finger on his palm.

The girl's fingertips were soft and soft, and when she pressed them gently and slipperily into the palm of her hand, it seemed as if a torrent rushed up, spread over her limbs and hit her heart hard.

Lord Yanling lost his mind for a moment, then quickly held his breath, took Chu Xunyang's hand and took her to the boat.

The servants on the side looked at it, quickly lowered their eyes, and went about their duties.

Chu Xunyang was not a cautious person, so he shook his skirt casually and sat on the floor.

Qingteng's hometown is Lingnan Water Town. Even though he rolled up his sleeves and wanted to help paddle with the boat, he was blocked by Lord Yanling's cross arm: "No need, I will do it myself!"

Qingteng was taken aback, then blinked at Chu Xunyang.

Chu Xunyang glanced at Mr. Yanling and saw the serious expression on his face that strangers should not enter, so he knew it would be useless to talk more, so he waved to Qingteng and said: "The lake is not very big, you just stay on the shore. Let's drink tea."

"Yes, princess!" The two girls had no choice but to agree.

Qingteng was fine, smiling all the time, but Qingluo stared at Lord Yanling coldly with a look of bitterness and hatred.

Lord Yanling turned a blind eye to this, and took the oars and swiped lightly into the water.

The small boat left the shore and slowly swung towards the middle of the jade-clear lake.

Mr. Yanling's paddling movements are not skillful, and can even be said to be a little stiff and clumsy. Chu Xunyang originally intended to ridicule him, but for some reason, it may be due to this person's natural graceful and luxurious temperament. No matter how unfamiliar he is, his movements are still elegant, which is very attractive no matter what.

Chu Xunyang sipped tea with a cup in one hand, and looked at the scenery on the lake with his chin in the other. Unknowingly, his eyes moved to Lord Yanling again.

This person is truly a mystery. In her memory, no matter whether it is the past life or the present life, even the time when he was chased and killed in Luweidang, he is counted together. He seems to be calm in everything he does. , can give people a pleasing scenery all the time.

She has seen a lot of handsome men, such as Chu Yi'an when he was young, and Chu Qifeng and Chu Qiyan now. , Enter the play anytime and anywhere, always make a landscape painting of yourself to show others.

Chu Xunyang thought about it, and his thoughts drifted a little far away, and he didn't even know when the boat stopped, until Lord Yanling's voice with a slight smile sounded in his ears: "Why are you staring at me like this? But what's on my face?"

He lifted the corner of his robe, sat down diagonally across from Chu Xunyang, and raised his hand to touch his cheek.

"Cough—" Chu Xunyang's face turned red, and he quickly looked away from the side. Thinking about it, he felt that his behavior was magnanimous, so he smiled confidently and said, "I was thinking, you always wear A mask is used to show people, so that people keep changing their faces, not to mention whether you are tired or not, I still can't see through it, which one of your faces is real."

Lord Yanling didn't care about the sarcasm in her words, he raised his hand and poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip from his lips, and then said slowly and indifferently: "There are all kinds of things in the world, and the people in the world No one is acting with a mask on, I just get into the drama more easily than them!"

What he said was a bit profound, and Chu Xunyang thought about it carefully and didn't bother to delve into it, so he smiled and said, "That's right!"

She raised her glass, with a beautiful smile in her eyes: "Substitute tea for wine, to the most outstanding actor in the world!"

Lord Yanling laughed, and raised his glass to touch her.

Chu Xunyang lowered his eyes and sipped his tea. When he looked up again, he saw Lord Yanling sitting there in the same posture as before, looking at her thoughtfully.

Chu Xunyang only thought it was his own words that offended him, and quickly said: "Don't mind, I just said it casually, there is no other meaning!"

She still had to explain, but Lord Yanling's expression had returned to normal.

"It's nothing, I just suddenly thought of something else." Lord Yanling said, he turned his wrist and took out his old-colored flute from behind his waist while speaking, "What music do you like? I'll play it for you! "

Chu Xunyang only had a superficial understanding of rhythm, and the words "Ambush from ten sides" almost blurted out instinctively. Fortunately, he glanced around inadvertently before he realized that the boat had disappeared without knowing when. The wind floated into the lotus bushes.

This season, the flowering period of the lotus has passed, and looking around, there are only a few inconspicuous buds standing alone among the layers of lotus leaves rippling like sea waves, swaying in the breeze.

"You can do whatever you want!" Chu Xunyang secretly rejoiced that he didn't spoil the scenery.

Lord Yanling probably also thought that she was not proficient in this way, so he didn't force her, and started playing the flute.

The tune is very strange, melodious and brisk, it seems to have a bit of gentleness and tranquility, which is very suitable for the scenery here.

The space on this boat was limited, and Chu Xunyang was tired from sitting, so he simply moved the small square table to the stern and lay on his back on the boat.

The sky is as blue as washing, clear and without any blemishes, and it looks like an endless ocean at a glance, vast and spectacular.

Such a peaceful and enjoyable day seems to have been experienced a long time ago. Revisiting it now will make the feeling even more comfortable and beautiful.

The corners of Chu Xunyang's lips were slightly raised, and he closed his eyes and listened carefully to the piece played by Lord Yanling, before falling asleep unconsciously.In the dream, it vaguely returned to the scene when I was six years old and went south with my father's imperial guard of honor. It was rainy and moist that day. They passed Xunyang City, and my father took her and my brother through the alleys of merchants. , holding the newly bought oil-paper umbrella, looking back while running, she saw her father's gentle and smiling eyes.Her father was rigid, and he usually didn't smile. In her memory, it was only that one time. His whole body seemed to be infected by the soft rain in the south, and he smiled with a few lingering flavors.

(End of this chapter)