In the early morning, the sun has not squeezed through the veil of the clouds to appear, but light appeared faintly. Because of the rain at night, it was still a smoky scene at this time. The willow trees by the lake swayed their branches and leaves with the morning breeze. The dew on the leaves dripped into the lake continuously because of this movement, and there was a weak sound. The "tick tick" fell into the lake, and produced circle after circle of ripples, which swung to the bows of several boats docked by the lake and disappeared. Most of the people on both sides of the strait have not woken up yet, only a few of them have smoke from their roofs, presumably they got up early to make breakfast or do business. The laughter of children and the noise of shouting and selling on the street have not yet appeared, and everything can still be expressed in tranquility. At this time, the sound of paddling water broke the original tranquility. In an ordinary boat, there is only one boatman paddling quietly behind the stern, and only the young master sitting on the side of the boat, which makes people feel that it is not so ordinary. His face is handsome, and it seems that he has grown for the benefit of his parents; he is dressed in light green clothes, and his long hair is tied up with a white headband. The only decoration on his body is the jade belt hook hanging on his waist. Jade pendants carved from mutton fat jade are mostly hollowed out, and in the middle of the jade pendant is a ring of a small dragon with teeth and claws. A discerning person can tell at a glance that it is from the palace. The young master leaned against the boat, propped his right elbow on the side of the boat, and rested his head behind his five fingers. He really looked like a big cat that hadn't woken up, squinting his eyes and sweeping around aimlessly. Everything was very normal. When it was busy, countless girls would secretly and shyly look at the bluestone roads and stone bridges on both sides of the lake. Some young masters inevitably asked politely if they could take the boat together. Someone will inevitably ask, "Which family is this young master, who is so handsome." After hearing his identity, he would be stunned for a while, and then shook his head and said, "I think too much, I think too much." Young master, that is the youngest son of Qin Bolang, the younger brother of the current emperor, Qin Qiaozhi. The Qin family, that is a rich and noble family envied by many people, so many people want to have some contact with the Qin family. Phoenix, became a royal relative. Qin Qiaozhi still looked like a big cat, staring at the willow trees on both sides of the lake with blank eyes. Little did he know that he had already been closely watched by a young man on the bank. This little young man, anyone who lived within three hundred miles of the imperial city, knew that Ye Zhengzhen, the Prime Minister of the current dynasty, was Prime Minister Ye's only son--- Ye Dasheng. Since I was a child, I stretched out my hands for clothes and opened my mouth for food. I lived a life of luxury and pleasure. When I cried a little, a group of people surrounded me to coax me. . So under such doting, although Young Master Ye has a gentle and elegant scholarly face, he is actually a devil in the world. No, he sneaked out last night to have fun with his friends all night, and today he will sneak back early today. If he didn't go to early morning class, he would definitely be beaten up by his father. Ben was walking slowly on the stone-paved road. Because there were no pedestrians on the road, the swing of his sleeves was larger than before. He didn't feel tired after a night at all, and there was an illusion that made people feel particularly "spiritual". Originally, only the sound of his own footsteps could be heard in his ears, but the sound of wooden paddles across the water broke the supposed tranquility. Young Master Ye was thinking, "Who is so excited to go boating on the lake early in the morning?" He turned his head to look for the source of the sound. Who knew that it was just an unintentional search, but the eyes could not be turned back, the head could not be turned back, and the body turned around without knowing it. I was suddenly frightened, "I saw a ghost in broad daylight? So early, how could someone be floating on the lake?" Rubbing his eyes, he looked again, "Ah! It's not a ghost! Also, how can there be such a handsome ghost." I didn't notice it at all. His eyes were still fixed on him, and he was the only one standing on the shore, still lingering, his eyes fixed on the hull of the boat, no matter how dull he was, he could vaguely feel this "hot" gaze. So Qin Qiaozhi inexplicably turned his head to look at the other end of the lake, no, his eyes met! Young Master Ye didn't feel ashamed either, and returned the other party with a bright smile showing his teeth, and the dimple on the left got deeper and deeper as the smile widened. With bright eyes, he just wanted to say hello to him, but he didn't even breathe out a breath, didn't even utter a word, when he saw the person gave him a faint look, he turned his head away. People don't care for your smile. To put it bluntly, they think it's just being courteous for nothing. Young master Ye has never been so angry. Since he was a child, everyone followed him, called the wind and called the rain, and there were countless people who flattered him. In the end, he was ignored by a person on the boat. No matter how hard he thought about it, he couldn't swallow it. , what can be done, the person is on the boat and in the water, so maybe he can fly to the boat and fight with that person? But Ye Dasheng is not a god, so how could he know how to fly. Left and right couldn't think of a way, so they could only vent their anger by stomping on the big willow tree on the bank. He thought to himself: "Missing me, Ye Dasheng, there are many people who beg me to smile, but you are lucky, I smiled for you spontaneously, but you still don't appreciate it! I am so mad!" Ye Xiaoshizi glared at him angrily. , the dragon balls in both eyes could spew fire, snorted softly, flicked his sleeves angrily, and rushed away with head held high and chest out. To use one thing to describe it, it is a big rooster struggling to lift its feet and rush to the finish line. The water vapor evaporated on the stone road, followed by Ye Xiaogong's large movements, was covered by clothes.
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A "dramatic" encounter... .o(*////▽////*)q