It's late at night.
The noisy Chunshui River finally quieted down, and the lanterns in Qingge Tower were extinguished.
Nangong Xier and Qing Yilang were standing on a small boat and moving forward slowly. Qing Yilang was already a little drunk. He smiled and said, "It would be great if we could indulge in joy like this every day."
Nangong Xier frowned slightly, turned her head and said, "You are the young master of the Xie family, how can you always indulge in enjoying this?"
"Isn't the purpose of life to be happy?" The man in green asked, "Why do we work so hard? Why do we want to trample other families under our feet? Isn't it just to make ourselves happier and happier? If that's the case, why don't we enjoy it now?"
“But many people cannot be as happy as you. You are the young master of the Xie family, so you can be so happy. But there are many other people in the Xie family, and their destiny needs you to lead.” Nangong Xier said in a deep voice, looking at the fish swimming in the lake.
"Family." The man in green clothes lay directly on the deck, with his hands behind his head, looking at the moon in the sky: "It's such a heavy thing. Every time I think about it, I feel sleepy. By the way, cousin, do you like Su Baiyi?"
Nangong Xier was stunned, and then her cheeks began to heat up. She said, "That's my junior brother."
"I think Su Baiyi is a good person. I still remember the first time I met him. I was escorted to the Wang family and he saved me." The man in green clothes said faintly, "What a pure and clean young man. I didn't see any impurities in his eyes. I told him that if I lost my martial arts, then I would lose my chance. He said that if my chance meant becoming the head of the Xie family and becoming famous in the world, then maybe there would be no chance, but if I just wanted to have a good life, then the opportunity was ahead."
Nangong Xier smiled and shook her head: "What does he know."
"He really understands. There is nothing impurity in his eyes, but there are stories in his eyes. I think he has experienced a lot of things like me." The man in blue suddenly laughed. "All in all, he is also very handsome. Standing with you, my cousin, we should be a beautiful couple. What do you think?"
"He is really just a junior fellow apprentice. Although he always likes to pretend to be an expert, his martial arts skills are so poor, but he always says he can handle it." Nangong Xier waved her hand, "He just likes to brag."
"Did he finish it?" The man in blue continued to ask, "To be honest, when I first met him, I also thought he was an expert."
Nangong Xier was stunned. She recalled that whether it was the first time she faced those people who wanted to abstain from love but not sex, or later on the long ship of the Mu family, and finally in Shanglin Tiangong, Su Baiyi seemed to be able to handle things that seemed far beyond his ability. Obviously, her martial arts skills were terribly strong, but at the critical moment, the useless junior brother could always turn the tide. Nangong Xier held it in for a long time and said, "That's because he was lucky."
The man in green touched his slightly hot forehead and looked at Nangong Xier: "Cousin, this is my first time meeting you. Guess what impression I have of you?"
"Speak nicely." Nangong Xier said with a hint of threat.
The man in green raised his eyebrows: "When I first saw you, I thought you were very beautiful, but you were like an iceberg, cold but distant. Holding the Lover's Sword in your hand, your whole body was also full of sword light. Even just now in Qingge Tower, you were drinking with each other, and everyone on the Chunshui River came to see us, but you still looked calm. Only for a moment did you show a trace of panic, because you heard your junior brother calling you. At this moment, I feel that there is warmth on this small boat, and the ice and snow are melting. I really feel that you, my cousin, are also a woman in the prime of life."
Nangong Xier shook her head and said, "Nonsense."
"When we started talking about Su Baiyi, you, my cousin, stopped being on guard against me, and your words were full of smiles. The distance between you and me seemed to have shortened all of a sudden, which is good. A girl of this age shouldn't be as sharp as a sword." Qing Yi Lang reached out and took a camellia that floated in front of him. "Believe me, in this regard, even if I'm not the best in the world, I'm the best in Jiangnan. I'm Qing Yi Lang, a dream in a boudoir in Jiangnan."
Nangong Xier raised her head, and another camellia floated towards her, but when it was only one foot away, it was torn into pieces by the sword energy she emitted.
"You seem to enjoy this title." Nangong Xier said with a bit of contempt, "So you abandoned the woman who risked her life to save you and went to dream about being in the boudoir?"
The man in blue sat down cross-legged: "I was enjoying it very much. It's a pity that the Wang family shouldn't bully my sister. From the moment my sister married into the Wang family, I swore that even if I was doomed after my death, I would fight them to the end in this life!" After saying this, he moved to the side and a knife stabbed up from under the boat.
There is a camellia carved on the blade.
"Camellia in the wind and snow, killing people like a painting?" The man in green punched down and directly made a hole in the boat board.
Nangong Xier moved her hand to the hilt of the sword, and the sword was about to come out. The man in green stretched out his hand to stop her: "Cousin, you don't have to do it."
The lake surface was agitated for a while, then fell into calm. But more and more camellias were floating towards their boat. Nangong Xier narrowed her eyes: "Why are there so many flowers suddenly?"
The man in blue shrugged his shoulders. "In Jiangnan, there is a mysterious murder organization. All the killers in it are named after flowers. One of them is called Camellia. It is said that every time he kills someone, he makes it look as beautiful as a painting."
"A beloved, a beautiful scene, and falling camellia flowers should be a good painting." Next to the boat, a man in black jumped out of the water and stood in front of the man in green.
Nangong Xier snorted coldly, and all the camellia flowers near the boat turned into powder in an instant. She turned around and said calmly: "Just you?"
Qing Yi Lang showed a bit of surprise, he knew Nangong Xier's martial arts were high, but he didn't expect it to be this high. The lake water kept flowing into the big hole just now. Qing Yi Lang stomped his feet lightly, and the boat plank split apart. Nangong Xier and Qing Yi Lang stepped on one of the planks and still floated on the lake. On the other side, the killer Camellia sank little by little with the boat. Camellia waved the knife in her hand, flattened the blade, and a rose fell on the blade. Camellia immediately put away the knife and lay on her back in the lake.
The man in green frowned and looked for a while, then found that there was no movement under the lake: "He left?"
Nangong Xier nodded: "Let's go. Another expert just appeared on the shore."