On the Jiuling Platform, Zhao Xiang'er stood quietly, her waist was tied tightly with a snow belt, the edges of her skirt below her knees were like fine waves blown by the wind, and her slender calves were dazzlingly white in the autumn light.
Ning looked at her crescent-shaped eyebrows for a long time. The petite face had lost its childishness and became more delicate and beautiful. The painting between the black and white pupils did not look like a fairy, but more like the mystery of a god hiding in the world.
The two of them just looked at each other, the cold wind blew away, and the thick clouds in the sky rolled quickly, as if a piece of snow would squeeze out of them at any time.
Zhao Xiang'er looked at him seriously. After a long time, she finally calmed down the emotions in her heart and said, "You still dare to come back?"
Ning Changjiu said: "In Miss Zhao's heart, am I so untrustworthy?"
Zhao Xiang'er said lightly: "I really can't trust you."
Ning Jiujiu walked through the last steps and came to her side. They were so close that Ning Jiujiu could almost count every one of her slender, curved black eyelashes.
"Two years and six months." Ning looked at her for a long time and paused for a moment.
He originally thought that Zhao Xiang'er would add this time to the sky or hour, but she looked at him with a normal expression and said: "It has indeed been a long time. If you don't come back, I will forget it."
Ning Changjiu smiled and said: "I made an agreement with His Highness that I dare not not come."
Zhao Xiang'er said coldly: "I don't think you have anything to fear."
Ning looked at Jiulingtai for a long time and said, "This is where the old fox died three years ago."
Zhao Xiang'er snorted softly: "Your body was stabbed through at that time, like pork hanging at the butcher's door."
Ning Jiujiu refused to give in: "I remember that His Highness even bowed to Pork Fu at that time."
Zhao Xiang'er said: "You remembered it wrong."
The girl's face was always calm, but when Ning stared at her pupils for a long time, he could still find other colors in black and white, but those colors were covered by the camouflage of calmness and indifference.
Zhao Xiang'er turned around, stood side by side with him, looked at the desolate sky in late autumn, and asked, "When did you come back?"
Ning Changjiu said: "A few days ago."
Zhao Xianger was silent for a while and asked, "Did you go to see Lu Marion first?"
Ning Changjiu felt guilty but calmly said: "My way back happened to pass by Tianku Peak first."
Zhao Xiang'er said: "That's right. Lu Marian has been waiting by the abyss for so long. If it were me, I would go see her first."
Ning thought about her unclear expression for a long time and didn't know how to answer.
Zhao Xiang'er's calm face finally showed some disturbance: "But I'm still unhappy."
Ning looked at her slightly knitted black eyebrows for a long time, and tentatively reached out his hand to rub her eyebrows.
Zhao Xiang'er grabbed his wrist and said, "Are you looking for a beating?"
Ning Jiujiu smiled and said, "I came here today to ask for a beating."
Zhao Xiang'er looked into his eyes and said, "Didn't you get beaten enough when you were in Linhe City?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "Miss Zhao's fist feeding is unforgettable. This is also one of the motivations for me to crawl back from the abyss."
Zhao Xiang'er looked at him and said sternly: "I was indeed impulsive when we made the three-year agreement at the birthday banquet, but once I made a promise, I had to implement it. So you can come back... I am still very happy."
The corners of Ning Changjiu's lips curled up slightly: "I'm also very happy to see Miss Zhao again."
Zhao Xiang'er calmed down and said seriously: "If you beg me to spare you now, maybe I will soften my heart."
Ning Jiujiu said: "I'm here to break off the engagement. How can I be timid before quitting?"
Zhao Xiang'er looked at him and said, "You haven't changed at all, you still like to be tough."
Ning Changjiu smiled and said, "Isn't it the same with Miss Zhao?"
Zhao Xiang'er looked at Zhao Guo under the Jiuling Stage and said, "If we have to fight in this battle, I won't let you have any chance, because my mother once told me that the jade should be returned to Zhao intact."
"Returning the intact jade to Zhao?" Ning Changjiu asked.
Zhao Xiang'er kissed her head, turned around, and walked towards the Jiuling Tower: "Well, this refers to the country of Zhao, but also to me. I cannot lose or be defeated. I must use my flawless body to win the battle." Return to the Western Kingdom."
Ning Jiujiu asked: "The Western Kingdom is the divine kingdom of Suzaku?"
Zhao Xiang'er didn't answer.
Ning Changjiu said: "Now is not the year of the Suzaku, how can I return to the Suzaku Divine Kingdom?"
Zhao Xianger said: "If you have the ability, go and ask my mother yourself."
Ning Jiujiu looked at her back as she slowly walked down the Jiuling Terrace. Her pure white skirt was blowing close to her body. She was either plump or slender, and her curves were exposed, with the unique beauty of youth.
Ning Jiujiu followed gently and said, "Where are you going?"
Zhao Xiang'er turned around, the frost on her face melted away, and she smiled and said, "I'm hungry, let's go eat first."
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"You haven't had a good tour of Zhao's imperial city, right?" Zhao Xiang'er asked, "Now that you're lucky enough to come back, I can be accommodating for the time being and treat you to a good meal before I beat you up."
Ning Jiujiu smiled and said: "Do you want to thank the Lord for your kindness?"
Zhao Xiang'er said: "If you keep talking nonsense with me, you can pay for today's meal yourself."
Ning Jiujiu smiled, and as expected he stopped talking.
Zhao Xiang'er glanced at him and said, "Tell me your story over the years. I think it will be novel and interesting."
Ning Jiujiu said: "This story is a bit long. We can talk about it while eating later."
Zhao Xiang'er nodded and said, "Okay, then the story is just the money you paid."
The two of them walked into a remote part of the imperial city.
Ning looked at the surrounding huts and tiled houses and the pitted walls and floors for a long time, and couldn't help but think of the scene when he was four years old during the inner demon tribulation: "Isn't your highness going to sell me?"
Although Zhao Xiang'er simply changed her appearance at the moment, her face looked like that of an ordinary delicate and pretty woman, but the nobility and majesty on her body could not be concealed, and when she spoke, she still gave people the feeling of a precocious son of a god.
"Sell it? Where do you want to sell it? You are so skinny, you will only make a few bucks if you sell it to a butcher's shop. It is not even enough for me to burn a furnace of incense." Zhao Xianger said.
Ning Jiujiu analyzed seriously: "It can be sold to the building."
"In the building?" Zhao Xianger understood immediately and said, "You know so much."
"Your Highness commends you."
"Don't think that after you are sold to the building, the people who come to look for you are all official ladies. The most important among them are young men like Long Yang."
"Your Highness knows a lot."
"If you keep talking nonsense, I will really tie you up and sell you."
"Then your Highness will come to support you more."
"Looking for a fight!"
Zhao Xiang'er stopped. She had already untied the white silk ribbon and held it in her hand. As her wrist trembled, the long white silk silk turned into a hard sword with a spiral blade.
The edges of her brows were as sharp as swords.
The moment Bai Ling turned into a sword, the surrounding mud-walled houses seemed to have been greatly damaged, turning into a series of connected stones at her feet.
They came today for a fight.
The girl's tranquil aura is like the wind on the sea, with the demeanor of a master like Yuan Ting Yue Zhi.
Ning Jiujiu also stopped.
The pure sword intent naturally seeped out from his feet, sleeves, hair and eyebrows, like a clear mirror emitting moonlight, as if covered with a thin layer of moon halo. But it was the autumn moon, so once the light came on, it took on the meaning of frost killing all the grass.
They looked at each other quietly, and no one took the lead in making the first move.
But beside them, there were already two lines that gently opened the earth wall, and they crashed into each other sharply and straightly - they were cut by the invisible sword intent in the air.
In the battle of swordsmanship, the battle for the first sword is often the one.
A quick sword means a quick sword.
Even if there is a slight difference, the consequences may be devastating.
It was quiet.
The boy and the girl had been looking at each other for a long time, and judging from others, their eyes were actually somewhat affectionate.
But in the darkness, the invisible sword intentions are about to touch each other.
Just when they were about to come into contact, a shout suddenly sounded, adding an untimely touch to this almost perfect picture.
That's a fisherman's song.
Not far from the end of the street, a awning boat came rolling in. The old fisherman wearing a bamboo hat shouted his voice, and the muscles in his thin arms kept undulating.
"Let's go, I'll take you to eat fish." Zhao Xiang'er walked forward as if nothing had happened.
Ning Changjiu's sword intent was blown away by the breeze. He walked a little faster and walked to Zhao Xiang'er's side, saying: "Your Highness is worthy of being the king of a country. He is indeed generous."
Zhao Xiang'er said: "Don't call me Your Highness later. If I spill the beans, you can pay for it yourself later."
Ning Jiujiu asked curiously: "What's that called?"
Zhao Xianger asked, "What do you think it should be called?"
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The two stopped the fishing boat and got on the fishing boat.
This is a place near the outside of the city where all the rivers lead to huge lakes. The fishing boats here catch the freshest fish. Guests eat fish and drink while watching the scenery on both sides of the fishing boats. When they are full, it is almost time for the fishing boats to enter the lake. By then, the view will suddenly become clearer, and the imperial city is the most prosperous. The land of smoke willows is on the other side.
"The autumn bass here is the best in the city. I came here often when I was a child, and it hasn't changed much over the years." Zhao Xiang'er lifted up her skirt slightly and stepped on the deck onto the boat.
The old fisherman listened, gave a thumbs up, and said with a smile: "The girl is a knowledgeable person."
Ning Jiujiu responded: "That's right, my wife knows everything."
Zhao Xiang'er paused slightly, turned around and looked at him, with the look of you looking for death again.
Ning Changjiu smiled, as if to say, didn't you ask me to shout casually
Naturally, the old fisherman didn't know the exchange in their eyes. He just thought it was because the young daughter-in-law was shy and said with a smile: "The young master and the young lady are really handsome and handsome. I wonder if they had a banquet?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "Of course, this is my daughter-in-law who just passed away."
Zhao Xiang'er didn't bother to care about him anymore.
The old fisherman asked: "What do you want to order, Master?"
Ning Jiujiu asked: "What do you have here?"
Zhao Xiang'er's voice was slightly cold and he said straightforwardly: "A plate of autumn sea bass, a plate of shredded red ginger eel, and a pot of wine."
The old fisherman glanced at Ning Jiujiu, but Ning Jiujiu didn't take it seriously and said with a smile: "My little daughter-in-law has been like this since she came out of the house. She is so arrogant. When I get back, I will strengthen my husband's relationship."
Zhao Xiang'er looked at him faintly and said, "I have recorded all your words."
Ning Jiujiu sat down next to her and asked softly: "Then when do you plan to settle the score?"
Zhao Xianger said: "Queen of Autumn."
The cold wind of late autumn blew across the river.
The fragrance wafted out from the cabin, so fragrant that even the autumn wind could not dissipate it.
Zhao Xiang'er leaned against the boat canopy and relaxed a little. Her white skirt evenly covered her calves, and was slightly bulged by the autumn wind.
She looked at the houses on both sides of the bank, as if reminiscing about something.
Ning Changjiu also looked leisurely at the river scene, looking at the people wearing white clothes coming and going, and said: "Is today a national sacrifice?"
"Asking knowingly."
"Who is the sacrifice for?"
"Of course they are the soldiers who died for the unification of Zhao."
As soon as he finished speaking, the old fisherman came out with a basin of fresh and tender fish. Several cuts were made in the fish with a knife. It was stuffed with fresh and fragrant ingredients. It was red and tender and decorated with chopped green onions. It was really beautiful.
The old fisherman heard their conversation and said with a smile: "This girl doesn't know something. Today's national sacrifice honors soldiers in name only. But in the past six months, in our Zhao country's wars, no one has died?"
"Oh?" Ning Changjiu asked doubtfully, "Who is the sacrifice?"
The old fisherman said: "It is said that he was an unmarried lover of our Majesty. However, the lover passed away for some reason. Your Majesty missed him very much and was concerned about face. He couldn't say it clearly, so he missed his lover today in the name of national sacrifice." .”
Ning Jiujiu showed a look of sudden realization: "So there is such a saying. The old man really knows a lot. I never thought that our Empress is also a deeply affectionate person."
The old fisherman sighed: "Yes, after having your majesty in these years, the Zhao country has indeed taken on a new look, but no one in the world can escape the word love. If a woman like our majesty ends up alone, she will be the mother of God." It’s unfair.”
Ning Jiujiu said: "No matter how beautiful and powerful your Majesty is, she is still just a teenage girl. I think if your Majesty could have given up some face at that time, things would not have ended like this..."
"No need to look for it!" Zhao Xiang'er couldn't stand listening anymore, so he took a piece of silver and handed it to the old fisherman, interrupting Ning Changjiu's speech.
The old fisherman looked at the silver with some fear, and looked at the master in his heart, Ning Jiujiu.
Ning Changjiu rubbed his forehead, sighed and said with a smile: "Take it, old man, my wife loves to spend money."
The old fisherman collected the money and returned to the boat.
Zhao Xiang'er sneered slightly: "I feel pity when I think of spending a piece of silver to treat your mouth to such delicious food."
Ning Jiujiu smiled and said: "Don't you want to listen to my story?"
Zhao Xiang'er said: "You tell me, if you don't tell me well, I will throw the fish into the river and feed them."
"I heard that Zhao Guo advocates frugality, don't you set an example?"
"Well, that makes sense... then I'll throw you down."
“…”
"I fell into the abyss then..." Ning Changjiu put down his chopsticks and picked up the tenderest piece of fish. He raised his eyes and saw Zhao Xiang'er looking at him calmly. He hesitated for a moment and dipped the meat in the juice. Put it on Zhao Xiang'er's plate.
Zhao Xiang'er's expression softened slightly, she picked up the meat and brought it to her lips. She pressed her thin and pink lips together, almost melting the delicious fish meat.
"Just keep talking." Zhao Xianger said.
"By the time I finish speaking, won't all the fish be eaten?" Ning Changjiu worriedly asked.
Zhao Xiang'er didn't take care of him at all. In a blink of an eye, he picked out the tenderest meat and said, "Then you should keep the story short."
Ning Jiujiu told those stories.
Zhao Xiang'er seemed to listen casually, but many times, her nervousness could still be seen in the action of putting the chopsticks in her lips and smacking them lightly. However, she hid her emotions very well. After all, there was still a battle later, and she But you can't show timidity just because you heard about the existence of Zuijun.
"Your life is good." Zhao Xiang'er commented.
Ning Changjiu said: "If my life was bad, I would not have the chance to eat this fish with Xiang'er now."
Zhao Xiang'er gave him a piece of fish on the plate and said in a reward-like tone: "You are very brave, I will reward you."
Ning Changjiu smiled and said, "Thank you very much, Miss Xiang'er."
Zhao Xiang'er recalled the story he told before and asked, "Who are Si Ming Ye Chu and that person named Xiao Li?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "The kings of the Kingdom of God are all ancient true gods, and the heavenly kings and priests are naturally ferocious ghosts."
Zhao Xiang'er looked at him and said seriously: "You are lying."
Ning Jiujiu frowned and asked, "Why did I lie to others?"
Zhao Xiang'er asked: "Is the person named Siming a beautiful woman?"
Ning Jiujiu thought that this girl was indeed harder to deal with than Marry, so he smiled casually and said, "You are overthinking."
Zhao Xiang'er continued to ask: "Who is more beautiful, she or Lu Marian?"
Ning Jiujiu was slightly nervous and subconsciously said: "Of course..."
He hesitated to speak.
Zhao Xianger looked at him.
Ning Changjiu said: "Of course Miss Xiang'er is the most unparalleled in the world."
Zhao Xiang'er said angrily: "You are always messing around, how could Sister Lu fall in love with someone like you?"
Ning Jiujiu asked: "What about you?"
Zhao Xiang'er said: "I'm not blind."
Ning Jiujiu said: "I am the fiancé appointed by your mother for you. Are you saying that your mother is also blind?"
Zhao Xiang'er took a deep breath, looked at the cool river water, and thought about how to throw this ignorant young man down.
Fortunately, the eel saved his life.
The old fisherman came out carrying shredded red ginger eel.
The dishes were on the table, and Ning Jiujiu wanted to use his chopsticks, but he saw Zhao Xianger stabbing him with the chopsticks like a sword. Ning Jiujiu reacted instinctively and greeted him with a sword move. The wooden chopsticks made a clanking sound like a beating instrument. In the middle, the pair of chopsticks clashed with each other as fast as a shadow. After a short breath, the two stopped at the same time. The two pairs of chopsticks pressed each other one after another, and there was no winner.
Ning Jiujiu asked: "What is this?"
Zhao Xianger said: "Who allowed you to use the chopsticks first?"
Ning Jiujiu was a little angry: "Is this all a matter of priority?"
Zhao Xiang'er said matter-of-factly: "I'm treating you to this meal. I'm the host and you are the guest. Um... Can you please call me master?"
Of course Ning Jiujiu would not obey: "I can also afford a piece of silver. If I pay, I will be the master?"
Zhao Xiang'er rolled her eyes at him, took off her chopsticks like lightning, picked up a piece of silky eel, put it into her mouth, and said, "Stop talking nonsense, let's eat."
Ning Jiujiu also took off his chopsticks.
So the two of them took off their chopsticks alternately in a tacit understanding.
There are gradually fewer eels in the dish.
This is a secret contest.
Just like when a woman encounters something she can't decide, she likes to take a flower and pluck the petals one by one. When the last petal is picked, she takes the decision represented by the last petal as her own decision.
That's what they are at the moment.
No one used spiritual power or other means, they simply took off their chopsticks alternately, as if whoever could eat the last eel was the winner and the master of this boat banquet.
The eel in the dish gradually bottomed out.
The two chatted casually, but their hand movements were not slow at all.
"The last time you came to Zhao Country, you had a birthday banquet, and you didn't enjoy it. It was because I didn't entertain you well." Zhao Xiang'er picked up a strand and said softly.
Ning Changjiu held it between his hands and said, "It is a privilege to have dinner with Miss Zhao."
Zhao Xiang'er sneered and said, "Don't flatter me. I knew it when we were in Linhe City. You always say one thing and do another."
Ning Changjiu smiled and said, "That's why I fell in love with Xiang'er."
"snort… "
There were only a few eel threads left in the dish, so Zhao Xiang'er became much more cautious when picking them up.
Ning Jiujiu also took off his chopsticks, stirred in the soup, and found one.
Zhao Xiang'er frowned slightly. She put down her chopsticks with some uncertainty and turned them around for a while. Her thin lips pursed tighter and tighter. After a while, her expression relaxed slightly and she picked out a piece of chopstick that was so thin that it seemed like it could be broken in one stroke. of eel.
The pressure shifted to Ning Jiujiu again.
"Master Ning, please." Zhao Xiang'er's lips curled up slightly, and she was sure that there would be no more in the dish.
Ning Jiujiu frowned and searched carefully with chopsticks.
After a moment, Zhao Xiang'er's smile solidified on her face.
Ning Jiujiu actually picked up one. He smiled triumphantly, as if he had won a battle. He put the last trophy into his mouth and chewed it gently. Then his face changed, and he chewed The movement suddenly stopped.
Zhao Xiang'er noticed his expression. How could she not be able to spot it if she was so smart as ice and snow? It was obviously shredded eel, it was obviously wrapped in soup and passed off as real red ginger.
Her cold and pretty face was tense for a while, but she still couldn't hold it back and burst out laughing, her flowers trembling.
"You lost!" Zhao Xiang'er declared victory, and the coldness of living in the deep palace for a long time melted away in the autumn light.
"Miss Xiang'er is so awesome that ordinary people are willing to fall behind her."
Ning Jiujiu looked at her curved eyes and exposed white teeth when she smiled, and he also laughed. He bowed and begged for mercy, and silently swallowed the delicate eel in his mouth.
The fishing boat sailed into the open lake, and the sight suddenly brightened.
The old fisherman brought wine.
Wine is neither good nor bad, but as long as it is wine, it is always intoxicating.
The lake breeze is filled with sparkling light and blows on your face, bringing with it a thin coolness.
"Why don't we stop fighting?" Ning Changjiu looked at Zhao Xiang'er's pretty face and said.
Zhao Xiang'er smiled and said, "You are so full of wine and food, do you think you are afraid of being sent to the execution ground to be beheaded in the autumn?"
Ning Jiujiu smiled and said: "The common people are indeed very frightened."
Zhao Xiang'er took a sip of wine, looked at the river, remembered something, and said slightly unhappy: "Who asked you to send the Magic Snow Lotus?"
Ning Jiujiu asked: "Don't you like it?"
Zhao Xiang'er said: "I can take what I want, and I don't need your charity."
Ning Jiujiu smiled and said: "It's indeed my fault. You are a little girl. I should have put it in the best wooden box and given it to you with a bright red bow."
Zhao Xiang'er raised her slender eyebrows slightly: "Looking at your tone, you have deceived many little girls over the years, right?"
"Your Highness has wronged the common people."
"Don't call yourself a grassroots citizen!"
"Why?"
"When you arrive in Linhe City, I will expel you from Zhao."
"Then can I marry a girl from Zhao country?"
"Huh? Which girl do you like? Do you need an edict from me?"
"Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness. I already have the marriage certificate."
"Bring me the marriage certificate." Zhao Xianger spread her hands.
Ning Jiujiu took out the gorgeous wedding letter from his arms and handed it to Zhao Xiang'er.
The drunkenness in Zhao Xianger's eyes faded away, and her pupils seemed to be on fire.
She took the marriage certificate and opened it gently, her eyes soft and gentle.
The handwriting and seal on it are extremely familiar and cannot be faked.
"Is it really you..." Zhao Xianger murmured softly.
"Huh?" Ning Jiujiu was a little puzzled.
Zhao Xianger said angrily: "Still pretending? The letter you gave me is not the same letter I gave you."
"Xian'er has good eyesight." Ning Jiujiu praised.
Of course, the original marriage letter cannot be returned. If Zhao Xiang'er saw the words "eternal knot and unity" that have lost their aura, it would be difficult to explain.
Ning Jiujiu explained: "Marriage documents are exchanged. You gave me one, and of course I have to return one to you."
Zhao Xiang'er asked: "Who is the owner of this seal?"
Ning Jiujiu said truthfully: "He used to be my master."
Zhao Xiang'er didn't dwell on the past, and just said: "I guess you have an extraordinary background. But... what do you mean?"
"Huh?" Ning Jiujiu was puzzled.
Zhao Xiang'er said calmly: "The marriage date set by my mother and your master at the age of sixteen has already passed. The subsequent agreement was made independently by us and has nothing to do with the marriage contract. From the birthday banquet to after, you went to Yujian In the early morning of Tianzong, you always kept it from me and refused to tell me the truth... "
Many of my words and many of my doubts at that time seemed a bit silly.
This annoyed her even more.
Zhao Xiang'er folded the marriage certificate, handed it back to Ning Changjiu, and asked, "You take it out now, do you want to tell me that we are a good match?"
Ning listened to these unreasonable words for a long time and said, "You know I didn't mean it this way... No! Didn't you ask me to take out the marriage certificate?"
Zhao Xiang'er didn't listen at all and just asked: "Then what do you mean?"
"I..." Ning Changjiu didn't even know what she was going to ask. He directly spread his hands and said, "I just want to show you whether the marriage letter is beautiful. Return it to me after reading it!"
Zhao Xiang'er frowned, wondering why this person was so unreasonable
"Do you want to take back the things you gave me?"
"What do you want, girl?"
"Girl? Your Highness screamed like a girl all the way and finally showed his true face?"
"..." Ning Jiujiu rolled up some of his sleeves, took off the new sword tied to his waist, and said, "If I don't beat you until you beg for mercy today, I will swallow this sword."
Zhao Xianger smiled, took off the red umbrella wrapped in cloth on her back, and said, "That's right. If you want to prove yourself, you should take out your sword, not the marriage certificate."
The red umbrella lay across his knees, full of sword intent.
The bow of the boat sank suddenly.
The old fisherman ran out in panic, looked at the tense newcomers on the bow of the boat, and panicked to start a fight: "You two...the two newlyweds are not getting along? A husband and wife can be grateful for a hundred days, so miss each other more." The good…”
Ning Jiujiu raised his hand and said with a smile: "Thank you for your kindness, old man. My new daughter-in-law has just passed away and she doesn't follow the rules. I will discipline her today."
Zhao Xiang'er gently stroked Hong Umbrella's mottled face and said, "I hope your sword is as powerful as your tongue."
People are coming and going along the lake, among the Jianglou and Chu Pavilions, the prosperity of the brocade is still in full bloom, and the music of the piano in the singing tower floats out in the distance, as faint as a whisper.
In the center of the lake, the fishing boats suddenly stopped and the autumn wind suddenly stopped.
In front of the boat, a carp gently poked its head into the water, kissing and creating a circle of thin ripples.
Suddenly, ripples were cut from the center, and bits and pieces of sword intent scattered across the cold lake like autumn leaves.
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