"Fortunately, I am a gentleman who can remain calm and not be tempted by beauty. Senior sister, you always fall asleep in front of me. You really trust me." Su Baiyi put Nangong Xier on the bed, stood up, and suddenly whispered, "Feng Zuojun is right... Senior sister is really beautiful, and she has everything she should have..."
Nangong Xier's legs suddenly bounced.
“Pooh, pooh, pooh, pooh.” Su Baiyi immediately shook his head. “I’m a scholar, how could I think of such a dirty thing! What does my senior sister look like have to do with me? Doesn’t it mean she’s not my senior sister if she’s not pretty?”
Nangong Xier's eyelashes trembled slightly again.
Su Baiyi turned around and walked to the bench. After hesitating for a moment, he made up his mind, moved a small stool to the side of the bed, and then sat down, muttering, "It's not against the law to take a look..."
Then Nangong Xier turned over.
Su Baiyi was stunned, sighed, stood up and covered Nangong Xier with the quilt, then returned to the bench, blew out the candle, sat cross-legged on the bench, and began to meditate. After practicing the "Book of Immortals" given by Xie Kanhua for more than half a year, he got this strange disease. As long as he fell asleep, he would lose his mind, but he would gain strength far beyond his usual level. He almost smashed the yard several times. Later, Xie Kanhua taught him this martial art, which allowed him to enter a state of dozing during meditation, which could barely ensure that he would not be trapped to death, but it was not as comfortable as sleeping. So the last time he was poisoned, he slept for the first time in a long time, which made Su Baiyi feel very comfortable.
"I don't know how Senior Brother Feng and Senior Brother Xie are doing now..."
On the official road, Xie Yuling was whipping his horse whip vigorously: "Gee! Gee!"
"Slow down, slow down, my bones are about to fall apart." Feng Zuojun was lying in the carriage, screaming. His whole body was covered with white bandages, and he seemed to have been seriously injured. "Xie Yuling, did you tie me up like this on purpose?"
"You are the one who said that he was in a hurry to travel, and you are also the one who said that your bones are about to fall apart. If you are so powerful, why don't you fly over there?" Xie Yuling's face was pale and he looked extremely tired.
"Senior sister and the others must have gone by water. The Mu family's Golden Wind is the fastest way to Daze Prefecture. If we don't hurry, we will probably be half a month late for them. Senior sister has arrived, but I, the young master of the Feng family, has not. Wouldn't that be a mess? But you have to take care of me too. If I hadn't come to save you, I wouldn't have been beaten like this." Feng Zuojun said helplessly.
That day, the assassin from Qingming Court attacked Xie Yuling ruthlessly when he was leaving. Xie Yuling was not seriously injured because Feng Zuojun desperately blocked the attack. Although he said he did not accept it, he still felt guilty in his heart, so he did not talk back, but just whipped the horsewhip again.
"Slowly, slowly, slowly... a little bit." Feng Zuojun was shaken by the carriage and grimaced in pain. "Is there any way to go faster and not be so bumpy?"
"No." Xie Yuling coughed lightly and replied indifferently.
Feng Zuojun frowned slightly, thought for a moment and said, "We should be able to reach a town tomorrow morning. We can hire two drivers there and take turns driving day and night. Then we can change horses every time we pass a town. This way, we should not be late compared to Senior Sister and the others."
"Okay, you are rich, young master of the Feng family, I have no objection." Xie Yuling replied calmly, and then gently pulled the reins to slow down the carriage. After another half an hour, Xie Yuling felt that his mind was even more wandering. Although his external injuries were not as serious as Feng Zuojun's, he still suffered a lot of internal injuries in the decisive battle that day. After running around for days, he was already extremely tired. He tried to keep his eyelids open and passed another intersection. He saw a large lake in front of him. The lake was as calm as a mirror, reflecting a full moon in the sky, and by the lake, stood a slender figure.
Why would someone be standing alone by a lake in the middle of nowhere, admiring the scenery in the middle of the night
Could it be another killer from Shanglin Palace
Xie Yuling held the reins tightly with his right hand, and held the long sword at his waist with his left hand, trying to raise a stream of true energy, but the true energy started to run wild in his body as soon as he raised it, and he fainted directly. Feng Zuojun in the carriage had already fallen asleep and didn't notice anything unusual outside. Without the reins, the three horses immediately started to run around and rushed to the lake, but the carriage just shook slightly and immediately regained stability. A hand as white as jade held the reins again. There was no one by the lake, only a scholar sitting in the carriage, holding the reins in one hand and holding Xie Yuling in the other, saying faintly: "The breeze and the bright moon, we met by chance, it's fate."
The next morning, the sun was shining brightly. The carriage stopped by the lake. Several horses were eating grass. Xie Yuling slowly opened his eyes and was startled by the scene in front of him. He immediately grasped the sword and shouted, "Feng Zuojun! Don't sleep!"
Feng Zuojun was frightened by his low shout and trembled all over. He immediately jumped up and felt the pain from his wounds all over his body: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"
"Something's wrong." Xie Yuling looked towards the lakeside, where stood a scholar in a green shirt, with his back to them, looking up and taking a sip of wine. Xie Yuling looked carefully again and found that this lake was not the big lake he saw last night, but just a small lake.
"Something is wrong." The scholar turned around and hung the wine gourd on his waist. "If it weren't for me last night, your carriage would have gone into the lake. You two handsome young men have become the easy prey of the female ghost in the lake."
Xie Yuling and Feng Zuojun were both stunned, not because of what the scholar said, but because of his appearance - it was too beautiful. They were both born in famous families and their looks were definitely handsome. Feng Zuojun was burly and arrogant, calling himself "a man with a bit of wildness", while Xie Yuling was thinner and taciturn. He was the most beautiful young man with a bit of morbidity that the women of that generation in Jiangnan liked the most. And Su Baiyi, who had just joined them, was different from them. He was gentle and often had a smile in his eyes. He was a scholar with a bright personality. Maybe they were different, but they were all young men that women liked.
But the scholar in front of him is different. He may be liked by all the women in the world, or he may make all the women in the world jealous.
Because he is so beautiful.
He stood there, basking in the morning sunshine, like a piece of beautiful jade.
"Who are you?" Xie Yuling asked in a deep voice.
"The destined one." The scholar smiled, with bright eyes and white teeth.