Chapter 10, Water Dragon Chant

Sister, Miss Duanmu

I know that he will turn back, "The Flowing Light Shakes Emotions" is an irresistible temptation for him

Downstairs, a group of guests stood while another group sat, yet they all called out in unison for Hua Mei'er to make her appearance, each face radiating excitement. I smiled and said, "The name Hua Mei'er has already spread throughout Yangzhou City."

The two released each other, Lu Shuyi wiped her tears, turned around to see me, walked over with tears still glistening in her eyes, a hint of a happy smile on her face, and apologetically said: "Aman, I was so happy that I lost my composure..."

Tang Rongxiao quickly helped her up and said cheerfully, "It's just a small effort." He turned to look at Lu Shuyi, then turned to me, his bright eyes filled with emotion and a hint of reproach, "Sister-in-law, why did you come here to play with Miss Duanmu? What if you also encounter such bullies, what would you do then?"

Ma Yingxiao showed great interest: "Oh, oh, oh, the beauty is angry—"

Hua Meier's gaze was calm, her face slightly raised, showing no fear, as she firmly said: "Please take care of yourself, young master"

Ma Yingxiao sneered coldly, "Oh, it seems that not taking action is no longer an option!" Suddenly, he glared fiercely at the thugs in the tavern, threateningly saying, "If you don't want your entire family to be exterminated, disappear from my sight immediately"

The crimson snowflakes dance in the spring breeze, playfully smiling with a hint of apology: "The large private room on the third floor would be more comfortable, with fine brocade laid on the soft couch, allowing for a leisurely rest. Unfortunately, it is fully booked, so I hope the two gentlemen will be understanding."

Hua Mei'er performed a bow, lowering her gaze, with a demeanor that was both humble and neither servile nor arrogant: "Young master, your kindness is overwhelming. Hua Mei'er is merely an entertainer and cannot accompany you."

Ma Yingxiao's fierce expression immediately transformed into one of humility and flattery as he respectfully said: "Oh, it turns out to be Young Master Tang Rong, my apologies, my apologies"

The singing voice is clear and resonant

Alas, the fleeting years, the sorrowful winds and rains, even the trees remain unchanged! Who is it that can summon the red scarf and green sleeves, to seek the tears of a hero!

I forced a bitter smile, then turned to look at Xining Huaiyu, observing his confused and evasive handsome eyes, and gently asked: "Isn't cousin with you? Has he returned as well?"

Ma Yingxiao took a sharp breath, turned to look at us, and a fierce expression surged between his brows

"Go ahead, I haven't heard you play and sing for quite some time, I've been thinking about it!" Lu Shuyi said with a gentle smile, kindly advising.

I wondered: "By the way, why is the restaurant named 'Slow Fireworks'?"

My heart suddenly tightened, and I struggled to hold back the tears that were about to fall. I could not lose my composure in front of them, nor could I easily reveal my hidden feelings. However, wasn't Ling Xuan leaning in his embrace?

Ma Yingxiao was in such pain that she wildly waved her hands and cried out, provoking laughter from the guests downstairs. The four of us stifled our laughter, and Lu Shuyi's delicate voice remarked, "They have come to join in the fun too"

Tang Rongxiao Tian applied slight pressure, causing him to gasp in pain, revealing that Ma Yingxiao was an inept soft target, relying on a group of thugs to act tyrannically. Tang Rongxiao Tian leisurely threatened, "These are all my friends, this 'Yanhua Man' restaurant is owned by my friend. If you want to eat and drink well, you should obediently stay here and drink. If you dare to cause trouble again, wherever you go, I will follow and deal with you."

Jiang Xue smiled and interjected, "Everyone, please take a seat in the elegant room."

On the snow-white face of Jiang Xue, a hint of a sweet smile flashed, as if it held some meaning. She sighed, "After resting for a night, he left, just to see how my restaurant was being prepared, and it seems he is heading to Zhejiang." She glanced at me subtly, her smile radiant, "I will go tell Mei'er, you all wait here, okay!"

Ling Xuan's long black hair cascaded down, accentuating her delicate and charming face; she disdainfully dodged his clumsy hand and shouted calmly, "Let go of me! Do you hear me?"

I lowered my gaze and murmured: "I deceived you; this tune, these lyrics, were not composed by my mother..."

I gently shook my head and said with a bitter smile: "It's nothing, I suddenly remembered when we were with Xining Huai Shi on Donghua Street in Luodu... I wonder where Xining Huai Shi is now and if he is well?"

Just as I ran out of the restaurant, I abruptly halted my steps, standing dazedly on the broad bank of the Qin Yang River, gazing ahead at the two people deeply embracing each other—unconcerned with their surroundings, expressing their longing for parting through their embrace, conveying unspoken deep affection. The gently flowing Qin Yang River, with its brilliant reflections of lights, meanders gracefully towards the east, until the end of the night... No, the enchanting night has no end, the joyful night has no end! The gently flowing Qin Yang River, with its brilliant reflections of lights, meanders gracefully towards the east, until the end of the night... No, the enchanting night has no end, the joyful night has no end

The golden-red light and shadow fell upon the woman in the white robe, her shoulders and back deeply intoxicated, delicate yet blissful; it illuminated the man in the black robe, sculpting a demeanor that was capable and cold; his face, once warm and jade-like, had become gaunt and darkened, revealing a heavy hue of hardship and frost. He had changed, no longer the refined and cultured scion of nobility, no longer the talented youth of Luodu, admired by the prominent young ladies of the city.

The pair at the forefront, like a long-awaited rain after a drought, exchanged soft and gentle words; Ling Xuan, with her delicate waist swaying, held onto Tang Rong as they engaged in intimate conversation, while Tang Rong casually responded a couple of times... In my eyes, ears, and mind, there were only the two pairs of beautiful figures in front of me, two perfect couples made in heaven...

Do not speak of the perch suitable for slicing, as the west wind blows, has the seasonal eagle returned? Seeking fields and asking about homes, one might feel ashamed to meet Liu Lang's talent.

Suddenly, Lu Shuyi seemed to recall something important, her pale pink face appearing extremely excited, yet also as if she were trying hard to restrain her fervent emotions. With a trembling voice, she asked with difficulty: "How could you be here... but did you come to Yangzhou with Huaiyu?"

Suddenly, Lu Shuyi dashed out like the wind, running down the stairs, heading towards the entrance of the tavern, and then running home...! ... How excited she was! She was so eagerly anticipating her husband!

Aman! Aman?

A light and cheerful call echoed from afar. Turning to look, a graceful woman approached with delicate steps, as if gliding over water; she wore a gown of misty water color with wide sleeves made of silk, the cuffs adorned with hibiscus flower powder, gentle and elegant, swaying with charm; bright yellow silk ribbons were loosely tied around her arms, cascading softly down her back, enchanting and lovely; the hem of her gown trailed elegantly on the ground, resembling the flowing waters of the Xiang River, captivating and vibrant, stirring the soul.

In the presence of two unparalleled beauties, how could my sister dare to act recklessly

The tall young man, quick-witted and agile, struck away his pig's paw with a paper fan, his eyes wide with anger as he shouted: "Vulgar! Shameless!"

Tang Rong laughed heartily, putting his arm around Ma Yingxiao's shoulder, as if they were brothers, and said loudly: "Tang Rong Yifeng is indeed my father, what do you think? Do I have the qualifications?"

In the past twenty years, there has been no such cold and enchanting beauty in Jiangnan

The tall man was stunned, Ma Yingxiao was stunned, Jiang Xue, Hua Meier, and Lu Shuyi were stunned, and the guests downstairs were stunned... Only I calmly observed all of this. Ah, the tall young man is the young woman Ling Xuan, and the slightly shorter young man is Ling Xuan.

I chuckled softly and said, "Let's take a look first!"

Tang Rong smiled knowingly and said, "Sister-in-law, I am with Huaiyu, and he must have arrived home by now!"

I was stunned, my mind was in a state of confusion

The rare beauty of Yangzhou!

Ling Xuan cast a playful sideways glance at Xi Ning Huai Yu and pouted, saying: "Brother Xi Ning, why are you making such a fuss over these empty formalities!"

A cold voice, tinged with a hint of anger, emerged. Following the sound, a young man in black walked over slowly. He was quite tall, with a robust build, thick eyebrows, and a stern face that twitched slightly, as if a confident smile lingered at the corner of his mouth.

Lu Shuyi said with a relaxed smile: "There is no need to worry about her; before the bandits besieged Luodu, she had already been safely sent by my father to a relative's house in Zhejiang for refuge"

With a sharp sound, Ma Yingxiao's face changed dramatically, anger rising between his brows. He furiously and fiercely commanded, "Who are you? How dare you provoke me? Someone, take them down."

In an instant, three to five tall men burst out from the elegant room, wielding silver swords that glinted with a cold light, exuding a sudden aura of murderous intent that pressed directly against the eyes of onlookers

The young man in black approached, giving me a faint smile, his eyes sparkling with starlight, subtly radiating warmth. I felt a flush on my face, lowered my gaze, and avoided his intense stare.

Tang Rongxiao lowered his head, then raised it again, his face filled with regret: "It is my fault, I should not have treated you that way..."

The dynasty has changed hands, the nation is in turmoil, the people's lives are difficult, and the common folk are trapped in dire straits, while the beautiful land of Jiangnan remains filled with music and dance, carefree and indulgent

Xining Huaiyu slowly opened his eyes, and in a moment of daze, he saw me with a sorrowful expression. His tear-filled eyes suddenly froze, awkwardly staring at me, the light in his gaze scattered, as if his mind was in a state of confusion

Ling Xuan's snow-white skin was adorned with a touch of alluring red, her fair wrist gently covering her forehead, her eyes slightly opened in a daze, softly murmuring: "Brother Tang Rong, I am feeling a bit unwell, could you please take me home first?"

I smiled softly and said, "Sister, you have put in a lot of effort. The selection of the queen is not something that can be easily explained in just a few words."

Xining Huaiyu was taken aback, smiling awkwardly

On the second day of the fifth month, Tang Rongyifeng, accompanied by Generals Gao Ming, Liu Tiehu, Wang Ze, and Huang Yi, gathered in Yangzhou to pay their respects to the Empress Dowager and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince

Tang Rongxiao suddenly awoke with a start, a hint of embarrassment appearing on his dark face. With a shy smile, he finally turned his gaze away, picked up his cup, and downed a glass of liquor.

Ling Xuan said softly: "Brother Tang Rong, Yangzhou is very different from Luoyang... it feels like a paradise on earth, don't you think?"

"Ma Yinxiao, this young master wishes to befriend you, may I?"

More than ten years ago, the flowers at the Twenty-Four Bridges were not as dazzling as the radiant beauty of Hua Meier

My heart tightened, then began to beat wildly. Xining Huaiyu has arrived in Yangzhou! He is right here in Yangzhou! My fingertips trembled faintly, as if unable to believe this was real... I could not restrain the tumult in my heart... It has been a long time since I thought of Xining Huaiyu, yet suddenly recalling him still sent my blood surging—I thought I had forgotten him, but he remains deeply imprinted in my heart.

Ma Yingxiao reached out his hand, attempting to stroke the chin of the tall young gentleman, and frivolously remarked, "Oh, two delicate young gentlemen, truly resembling Pan An and a jade tree standing in the wind..."

Hua Meier smiled mysteriously: "You will know soon! I'm leaving now, wait for me to come back!"

Hua Meier quickly supported Jiang Xue, her beautiful eyes widening as she glared angrily: "Young Master Ma, how could you push someone?"

Lu Shuyi and I exchanged a glance, filled with a sense of helplessness. Hua Meier was busy pouring wine for everyone and interjected at this moment: "Did Young Master Tang Rong just arrive in Yangzhou today?"

A single phrase awakens the dreamer! The one who should be most excited and joyful is Lu Shuyi, not me! What he wants to reclaim is the Lu residence! Ha, what am I excited about?

Hua Meier cast a disdainful glance at the guests downstairs who were shouting wildly, and said, "These men who are merely playing around should just wait a bit longer. I will talk with my sister for a while."

After three cups, a blush appeared on Ling Xuanxue's cheeks, and she was slightly tipsy. She looked at me affectionately, but her gaze held a hint of provocation as she spoke gently with a smile: "For over a hundred years, the women of the Duanmu family have not been inferior to the daughters of the imperial family. Many of the empresses of our dynasty have come from the Duanmu family. Sister Duanmu, with her celestial beauty, is like a phoenix among people, and is worthy of being matched with the emperor. You may not know yet, but in a few days, Sister Duanmu will be conferred as the empress of my elder brother."

Helplessly, Ma Ying let out a low roar: "Go!"

I initially intended to use words to intimidate Ma Yingxiao, hoping to instill some caution in him, and then to cease further actions. However, he turned out to be such a bully and so foolish. For years, the citizens of Yangzhou have been voicing their grievances against the Ma family, and public sentiment has been boiling over. At this moment, Yangzhou has suddenly become the capital of the emperor, gathering numerous high-ranking officials and valiant generals. The Ma family's glory is no more, and the days of their unchecked power are gone forever. If this matter escalates, it would be extremely detrimental to the reputation of the Ma family, and this debauched young man is so foolish; he is truly a piece of rotten wood that cannot be carved!

Ma Yingxiao let out a cold snort and glanced sideways at the person, saying, "Do I even need to say it? This young master already knew she was a woman." He signaled to his subordinates, and immediately, two men seized Ling Xuan's arms without any explanation. No matter how fiercely she struggled, it was in vain; he swaggered forward, extending his lewd hand to rub a strand of her soft hair in his palm, then he slapped Ling Xuan's delicate face twice, lewdly saying, "Such a stunning beauty, isn't it a pity for a woman to disguise herself as a man? Why not come back to my residence with this young master, where you can enjoy a life of luxury and wealth..." No matter how fiercely she struggled, it was in vain; he swaggered forward, extending his lewd hand to rub a strand of her soft hair in his palm, then he slapped Ling Xuan's delicate face twice, lewdly saying, "Such a stunning beauty, isn't it a pity for a woman to disguise herself as a man? Why not come back to my residence with this young master, where you can enjoy a life of luxury and wealth..."

"Sister, I am feeling a bit unwell... I will return home first." With that, I hurriedly ran north, weaving through the crowd, sprinting with all my might

Lu Shuyi smiled and said, "Miss Jiang Xue is too polite!"

At the setting sun atop the building, amidst the sound of the lone wild goose, a traveler from Jiangnan. Having gazed at the Wu hook, I have struck the railing countless times, yet no one understands the longing to ascend.

He sighed softly and said sadly, "I know you do not like me, I understand now... From now on, I will no longer disturb you..."

Suddenly, a commotion erupted downstairs: "Hua Meier! Hua Meier! Hua Meier!"

"Xiao Tian, hurry up and catch up." Xining Huaiyu called out anxiously, his voice tinged with panic

I curiously asked, "Will we sing a song later? What will we sing?"

Jiangxue is located on the banks of the Qinyang River, having purchased a restaurant, which will open its doors to guests for the first time tonight. The most captivating highlight is: the courtesan Huameier from the Hongxuelou in Luodu will perform in Yangzhou for the first time.

Tang Rongxiao released his grip, adjusted his collar, and with a slight raise of his thick eyebrows, sincerely said: "Young Master Ma, I apologize! If you wish to vent your anger, you may inform my father, and he will certainly come to discipline me. If you wish to compete with me, I am always ready to accompany you"

Xining Huaiyu led the way with Lu Shuyi in front, while Tang Rong walked alongside Ling Xuan in the middle, and Ling Xuan and I followed behind, walking slowly. The crowds of Yangzhou's night gradually faded, with some walking in pairs or alone, lost in thought; the flickering lights resembled flames, echoing the twinkling stars in the sky, as beautiful as a fairyland.

I furrowed my brows at him, feeling a hint of confusion, yet I coldly said with a slight curl of my lips: "You may leave, I wish to be alone for a while, I will return shortly."

Ling Xuan quietly gazed at Tang Rongxiao, the corners of her lips slightly curling, her clear and bright eyes sparkling with brilliance

The tall man on the side approached the tall young master, his fierce demeanor evident. The slightly shorter young master was so frightened that he trembled and hid beside Lu Shuyi. The tall young master opened his beautiful eyes wide in anger, his cheeks flushed, seemingly filled with fear, and threatened, "If you dare to hit me, I will have your entire family executed and your nine generations implicated!"

The crimson snow led us to the elegant room on the second floor, where the beaded curtains tinkled and the gauzy drapes flowed down, reminiscent of the charm of an embroidered pavilion. Inside, the pale yellow gauze curtains were elegantly tied up, and the pear wood tables and chairs were exquisitely comfortable. On either side, vibrant bonsai plants were displayed, with rosy peonies and delicate roses playfully contrasting against the green branches. The young attendant set down the drinks and various fruits, then quietly withdrew.

I was momentarily stunned, and suddenly understood that he must have seen clearly the scene at the entrance of the restaurant. Therefore, he was heartbroken and sad, which is why he was so affectionate with Ling Xuan. I gazed blankly into the distance and chuckled, "So it turns out that Brother Tang Rong is already aware of everything, then, please go ahead!"

"A mere woman possesses such breadth of mind and insight, which is truly admirable!"

"Home?" Lu Shuyi asked in a daze

Ling Xuan smiled brightly as she lifted a glass of wine, her clear eyes sparkling with a captivating and enchanting smile: "Brother Tang Rong, it has been a long journey of a thousand miles from Luo to Yangzhou. Throughout the journey, you have been diligent and attentive, so I must respectfully offer you three cups."

"Hmm, quite different." Tang Rongxiaotian absentmindedly agreed.

Unintentionally, I have arrived at "Yanhua Man". The sign hangs high, the entrance has been newly renovated, and the grand hall is spacious and magnificent, with red pillars towering and lights shining brightly. Inside, the place is bustling with people, the aroma of fine wine fills the air, and the sounds of calls occasionally reach my ears

The clear autumn of Chutian stretches for a thousand miles, as the water flows away with the sky, boundless in autumn. From afar, I gaze at the distant peaks, offering my sorrows and grievances, adorned with a jade hairpin and a conch shell hairstyle

Lu Shuyi's eyes sparkled with a gentle smile as she looked at me, her clear and bright gaze resting on my face, seemingly indulgent, as if she understood everything. She cheerfully said, "In such a beautiful time and scenery, how can we waste this good moment? Let us walk together for a while."

Ma Ying smiled sinisterly and said, "What? Are you scared? If I don't show you a little color, do you think this young master is a pushover? Hua Mei'er, as long as you agree, won't everything be fine?"

Lu Shuyi smiled knowingly: "Sister, please go ahead with your work!"

I suddenly turned and ran, covering my mouth and nose, letting the tears flow freely... The lights dimmed, the starlight faded, and darkness enveloped my eyes, with only my legs instinctively running until I could run no more... Leaning against the cold stone wall of the alley, I looked up at the sky, which was boundlessly dark... The tears gradually dried up...

Before the words had left his mouth, a sharp "Ouch" was heard as Tang Rongxiaotian swiftly twisted Ma Yingxiao's right arm behind his back, forcefully pressing down on his body, his tone cold and firm: "If you want to be friends with me, you must first let go of my friend"

On Hua Meier's rosy face was a look of intoxication as she spoke eloquently: "The misty waves of Yangzhou stretch endlessly, with the willows swaying gracefully. I remember when I was young, as soon as the third month of the lunar calendar arrived, the willow trees would be shrouded in green, and the willow catkins would dance in the air, truly 'a river of smoke and grass, the city filled with wind-blown fluff,' as if wandering through a hazy mist..."

Tang Rongxiao was momentarily stunned, his valiant face frozen in confusion, looking at me in alarm, rendered speechless

On the northern bank of the Qin River, numerous taverns stand in rows, where rich wine and melodious songs create a vibrant atmosphere, making it a renowned place for beautiful singers to shine across the world

A pair of arms envelops me, gently and heavily, accompanied by a silent warmth and a vague sentiment

Hua Meier's hoarse singing voice intertwines seamlessly with the sound of the pipa, clear and desolate like a solitary boat in a cold wilderness, with white bones scattered about; vast and boundless like the misty waves, swaying in the wind and rain; passionate like a general's wild howl, galloping across the battlefield... The lingering sound weeps, unable to express the deep sorrow for the common people, and cannot fully convey the anguish of the world's troubles.

"Hua Meier! Come over and drink three cups with me"

"Oh, Master Ma's son, who in Yangzhou does not know you!" Jiang Xue walked over briskly, her voice light and playful, her face adorned with a bright smile. With a gentle sweep of her wide crimson sleeves, she charmingly said, "Master Ma, today is the first day of the opening of the restaurant, thank you for your support! Come, come, Jiang Xue dares to accompany Master Ma in drinking five cups. This banquet, I shall treat you, how about that?"

Brother Xining once said: Xiaotian will treat you well. I truly believed that Tang Rong Xiaotian would treat me well, with the flute and xiao playing together, the flowing light swaying emotions, stirring the hidden strings of the heart. However, because of Ling Xuan, it was merely stirring and moving... what else is there? I do not know anymore

With a cold glance, I smiled and said, "Sister, you have worked hard!" Facing everyone, I smiled gently and continued, "Brother Tang Rong is a hero for teaching the bullies a lesson, we should all respect him, let us all join in!"

We watched as Huameier walked gracefully with an elegant posture... Suddenly, the lights went out, and the entire hall was shrouded in darkness, with only shadows of people visible. A chorus of curses erupted from the many guests, their shouts relentless. In an instant, the entire venue fell silent, not a sound to be heard. Then, on the staircase in the center of the hall, two large red lanterns escorted a white figure as it slowly descended the steps and ascended the circular platform. The flickering firelight illuminated her face, which shone like a mirror, and her cold visage gradually revealed a faint smile, the expression enchanting.

The applause resounded, echoing throughout the hall both inside and out. Hua Meier gracefully performed a bow, stepping forward towards our elegant room. The main hall became lively once more, with guests chatting, drinking, and calling out.

Ma Yingxiao stroked his chin with satisfaction, laughing maniacally, his lewd gaze fixed on Hua Meier: "So, what do you think, Hua Meier? Have you given it any thought? This young master does not have that much free time..."

On the third day of the fifth month, Shangguan Yu stationed one hundred thousand elite troops in the eastern outskirts of Yangzhou, entering the city to pay respects to the Empress Dowager and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince

"You have no leisure time, what brings you to the restaurant?" A leisurely and arrogant voice came from a nearby private room, making it impossible to discern whether it was male or female

On the southern bank of the Qin River, the brothels adorned with red silk and the pavilions where orioles flutter have become the prime destination for pleasure-seeking in Jiangnan

Tang Rongxiao stood still, the dim light casting a reddish hue on his face, reminiscent of old wounds that had formed scars. He lowered his gaze for a moment, a trace of sorrowful smile appearing at the corner of his eye, and finally said, "Take care of yourself!" After speaking, he turned away with a sense of desolation, his steps heavy and filled with melancholy, casting a long shadow on the bluestone ground, which gradually faded into the distance...

Upon hearing this, Ma Yingxiao's subordinates had no choice but to sheathe their swords and exit the tavern in an orderly manner

The four of us quickly retreated to the side, leaning against the fence. The three of them were so frightened that their faces lost color, huddling together and trembling.

Ma Yingxiao angrily swatted away Tang Rongxiaotian's hand, shook his crooked robe twice, widened his eyes, and while retreating, said with resentment: "Tang Rongxiaotian, you wait and see!"

The slightly shorter young man glanced at me timidly, his face suddenly flushed; the elegantly poised young man cast a fleeting glance my way before looking away. Ah, so it is you, I shall not expose you for now, let us see how you will "stand up for justice and draw your sword to help"!

Five or six men in coarse white garments suddenly stood beside us, holding wooden sticks, likely thugs from the tavern

The tall man laughed heartily, doubling over with laughter... Suddenly, he swung his hand and struck the tall young man fiercely...

Tang Rongxiao Tian humorously said, "Yes, it is indeed your home, the Lu residence!"

Ma Ying's face turned purple with anger, and he remained silent in indignation. Tang Rong raised his eyebrows and said, "What? Are you not convinced? If you are not convinced, then come and fight me one-on-one, and bring your lackeys along!"

A glimmer of light flashed in Jiang Xue's beautiful eyes as she seemed to recall something, and she casually said, "By the way, Miss Duanmu, if you had come a couple of days earlier, perhaps you could have met Shu Yang."

No, I want to be with Lu Shuyi, at least to see him, to see what changes he has undergone... that would be good... I quickly got up and ran out, behind me came Tang Rong's urgent calls, but I did not wish to pay them any mind

I looked up and saw Ling Xuan gazing at Tang Rong Xiaotian in astonishment, her eyes sparkling with joy, and a blush spreading across her fair cheeks; as if sensing a connection, she turned to look at me, her expression suddenly turning cold, her delicate brows slightly furrowed. When she met my gaze, she calmly averted her eyes, looking back at Tang Rong Xiaotian, her eyes shimmering with ripples, glistening and moving.

Father was deeply moved and hosted a banquet for the two wealthy families, employing both kindness and authority, ultimately persuading them to cease their actions. Six months later, Mother married Father, becoming his second wife. However, all of this was kept secret, and outsiders were unaware, believing instead that Jiang Jiayuan had left for another place, retreating into a life of solitude.

Ling Xuan pulled at Ling Xuan's robe sleeves and frowned, saying: "Sister, didn't we say it hasn't been decided yet..."

Two strands of flowing silk-like sounds rise gently from all directions, melodious and lingering, intertwining with the music of the pipa... It turns out that on the second floor, there are ancient zithers placed on both the east and west sides, providing accompaniment, filling the entire hall with music that swirls around, akin to echoes in a secluded valley

The bodyguard beside him stepped forward and called out nervously, "Young Master!"

Cheers and gasps of astonishment rose and fell in succession. My heart skipped a beat, Mother...

Tears silently fall, slowly taking out the fragrant jade flute, touching the cool white jade, producing a faint, mournful sound that gently reverberates in the alley, following his retreating figure, lingering away, solitary, cold, weeping... The stone wall is chilly, a slight coolness seeps into the brocade garment, penetrating the skin, intertwining with the lonely flute sound that seeps into the marrow, deepening the sorrow in the heart...

The willows cast their shade, as a gentle breeze stirs, gracefully moving and rippling the soft waves of the pond

I vaguely heard Lu Shuyi calling me twice. When I came to my senses, I saw her looking at me with a strange expression, seemingly worried: "What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

As the lights begin to glow, we stroll along the northern bank of the Qin Yang River. With each high-end restaurant we pass, men and women greet us warmly. The two elegantly dressed young gentlemen in splendid robes are undoubtedly seen by them as extravagant and wealthy young scions.

Hua Meier leaned close to my ear and whispered with concern, "Tang Rongxiao Tian has truly arrived at the right moment"

Tang Rongxiao suddenly felt a shock, his brows furrowing in a frown, as warmth and coldness intertwined in his piercing gaze, creating a soft crackling sound, while ashes fell in a gentle cascade

Her shy and graceful silhouette, his upright and proud shadow, the surrounding lights gradually became blinding, piercing my eyes with pain, making it almost impossible for me to open them... I struggled to suppress the surge of bitterness in my heart, only wanting to escape, to flee far away...

Ma Ying tilted his head to look at him and suddenly exclaimed, "Tang Rongxiao Tian? What is the relationship between Tang Rong and Yi Feng with you?"

Lu Shuyi held my hand resting on the table, smiling gently at me in the darkness, as if to offer comfort. In truth, I no longer blamed Hua Meier, and I had long since let go of my grievances. What does it matter where my mother came from? In my heart, my mother is more noble than any woman from a prestigious family.

I merely smiled without speaking, only to see Ma Yingxiao become infuriated, his brows furrowed. Unexpectedly, he glared at his subordinate and commanded, "Teach this young master a lesson!"

The tall man was furious, his dark eyes glaring, and he suddenly threw a powerful punch—just as it was about to strike the side of his face, the tall young man swiftly bent down and spun around, narrowly avoiding the heavy blow. Due to the excessive force, the hairpin that held his hair in place came undone, and his long, dark hair cascaded down like a shower of flowers, dancing gracefully in the air

In the rapidly flickering light and shadow, at the end of the alley, stands a figure in white, frail and solitary

The crown prince is incompetent; thus, it is necessary to select the virtuous and appoint the capable. Tang Rong and the bandits, in pursuit of their own selfish desires, dominate the world with their power, disregarding the affairs of the court, and will surely leave a stench for ten thousand years

Ling Xuan exclaimed "Sister," as Tang Rongxiaotian helplessly reached out to support her body. Ling Xuan then slumped into his embrace, leaning closely against his shoulder...

In contrast, the tall young man had a slender and frail figure, only reaching the chin of the burly man. However, the tall young man nimbly sidestepped and then swept his paper fan, producing three sharp sounds as he struck the burly man's mouth, causing it to swell and bleed in a swift and decisive manner, truly exhilarating

"I still hit people!" Ma Yingxiao chuckled lightly, reaching out to touch Hua Meier's face, and teasingly said, "Even when a beauty is angry, she is still so enchanting. Hua Meier, originally, you only needed to accompany me for three drinks, but now, you must stay with me for an entire night, or else—this tavern will be closing tomorrow!"

Tang Rongxiao smiled faintly, and everyone raised their cups to drink

Both women are stunning beauties. Lu Shuyi is graceful and possesses the dignified elegance of a well-bred lady, while Hua Meier is soft and enchanting, skilled in the art of beauty akin to the delicate shadows of flowers. I concurred, saying: "Indeed, tonight, Hua Meier will surely captivate all the men in Yangzhou."

Lu Shuyi inquired, "Has Boss Tang arrived in Yangzhou? Is he still here at this moment?"

The guests downstairs whispered among themselves, yet none stepped forward to lend their support

"When will Sihan return?" Xining Huaiyu said with a sense of melancholy, a fleeting glimmer of guilt flashing in his eyes, which I certainly did not overlook

A scream suddenly erupted

He walked up to Ma Yingxiao, suddenly clapping him on the shoulder, speaking casually yet with a hint of sincerity, as if flattering: "I am Tang Rongxiaotian, may I ask if I am qualified to befriend Young Master Ma?"

The tall man exclaimed: "It's a woman!"

You?" Ma Ying sneered, giving Jiang Xue's left shoulder a push, and said with disdain, "You can go away; this is not a place for you to speak.

Ling Xuan observed everything closely and smiled delicately, saying: "Sister, you may not be aware, but nowadays, apart from Sister Duanmu, who else possesses noble birth, virtuous character, and graceful talent? Our royal brother is indeed fortunate!"

In the Longyin Hall, where the gentle breeze brings coolness and the palace lanterns shine brightly, Ling Zheng, dressed in a four-cornered auspicious dark floral silk robe adorned with golden dragons, exudes an eye-catching noble aura in bright yellow. He sits upright on the throne, yet his feet subtly tremble. The serious expression on his face fails to conceal a foolish and panicked ignorance.

Two tall men emerged from the private room, standing behind Hua Meier, dressed like thugs, with fierce expressions.

I sought out my elder brother, who informed me that twenty years ago, his mother passed away due to illness. Although my father and his original wife were not affectionate, they maintained a respectful relationship. A year later, two wealthy magnates from Jiangnan both set their sights on the Twenty-Four Bridges and the slender horse of the Jiang family, refusing to yield to one another. This led to multiple bloody conflicts, with each side declaring that they would not rest until their goals were achieved. My father, witnessing this turmoil in Yangzhou, realized that if it continued, it would inevitably spiral out of control. Thus, he secretly summoned my mother and inquired about her wishes. My mother wept and expressed her desire to remain in the company of the ancient lamp and the Buddha.

Tang Rongxiao Tian lifted my chin, a flicker of joyful light dancing in his pitch-black eyes as he gazed at me with deep affection: "What do you want me to do? You tell me..."

Tang Rongxiao was taken aback, glanced at her indifferently, ignored her, but looked at me anxiously: "Miss Duanmu, what is wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

On the day of the ascension, it was already the last day to respond to the Empress Dowager. I wrote a letter early and had a servant deliver it to the Longyue Palace. I do not wish to see my aunt again; everything that needs to be said has been written on plain paper. My brothers will follow my wishes, and if my aunt uses harsh means to force me to submit, they will not be afraid of death.

Jiang Xue was so angry that her whole body trembled, yet she could not utter a single word. Hua Mei'er shot a fierce glance at a nearby waiter, just about to speak, when Lu Shuyi stepped forward and sarcastically remarked: "Master Ma, although Yangzhou City belongs to your Ma family, it also belongs to the Emperor. In the past, the heavens were high and the Emperor distant, allowing your Ma family to act with impunity. Now, with the Emperor right before you, if you do not restrain yourself, I fear even your father will not be able to protect you."

Ling Xuan seemed to be completely unconcerned, gazing at me with concern, and gently said: "Sister Duanmu, what is wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Why is it that as soon as Brother Tangrong arrives, you start to feel uncomfortable? Would you like to return to the residence to rest for a while?"

A sudden tightness in my chest, what is the intention behind the crimson snow? I am well aware of it myself

On the side stands the majestic Empress Dowager, adorned in a grand robe of red brocade featuring golden dragon and phoenix patterns. Her hair is elegantly styled with a gold hairpin inlaid with white jade and the character for longevity. She exudes a dignified presence, displaying neither joy nor anger.

A shadow moved in front of me, completely enveloping me, and a waft of warm air approached: "I am sorry, I am sorry... It is my fault, it is my fault..."

Lu Shuyi pulled Hua Meier to sit down, her eyes filled with amazement, and exclaimed: "Sister, you truly are radiant; tonight you will surely be renowned throughout Jiangnan"

Lu Shuyi glanced around, a faint smile gracing her lips, and exclaimed: "Sister, your thoughts are truly ingenious; this elegant room is exquisite and tranquil, making one reluctant to leave."

So beautiful

The courtesan of Luodu is indeed extraordinary

The young man in traditional attire, in a fit of anger, waved his hand and exclaimed: "Are you truly not going to accompany me? Do you know who I am?"

Emperor Jiayuan set fire to the Qingning Palace, leading to the downfall of the Ling Dynasty. Tang Rong, in a state of panic, fled to Jiangnan, secretly colluding with bandits and generals to support the foolish crown prince, intending to emulate the Southern Song's precarious hold on Jiangnan. Hmph! How could a foolish crown prince possibly bear the heavy responsibility of governing the country? It is simply absurd!

Ling Xuan cast a faint glance at me, her soft and charming gaze sweeping towards Tang Rongxiao Tian beside her, her voice clear and lively: "Indeed, it cannot be easily explained in just a few words. If my sister does not wish to be the empress, it is likely that she is also constrained by circumstances beyond her control"

The private room we are in is excellently situated, directly facing the circular platform, surrounded by darkness, with only the lanterns on either side of the platform casting a warm red glow

Guests downstairs fled in panic, while some who were unafraid of death remained in their seats, staring up in astonishment

At the corner of the staircase, a young man in elegant attire spread his arms to block Hua Meier, displaying a frivolous demeanor

The young master in traditional attire grasped her chin, wickedly lifting her face, and said, "It is your fortune earned over three lifetimes that this young master has taken a liking to you; whether you wish to accompany me or not, you must comply!"

Once, my beloved was in the embrace of a cherished wife; now, those who long for me are beautiful women who admire me. Yet here I stand, all alone.

Lu Shuyi expressed her concern, saying: "Aman, is it true?"

Thus, everyone arrived at the private room and took their seats one by one. Jiang Xue went to greet the guests, while Hua Mei'er accompanied us. Meanwhile, Tang Rongxiao Tian consistently cast warm glances, lingering affectionately on my face, making my neck feel flushed and uncomfortable.

On the fifth day of the fifth month, a group of officials from Jiangnan, led by Tang Rongyifeng and Ma Helian, supported Crown Prince Ling Zheng as the Emperor of the Ling Dynasty, thereby continuing the national lineage and designating the following year as the first year of Jinyang. From this point onward, the Ling Dynasty in Yangzhou and the Xing Dynasty in Luodu governed across the river from each other

Hmm? Is it true? His deep and rich voice carried a hint of surprise. Just as I was about to nod, he suddenly pulled me close, lifted my body, and spun around rapidly. My long hair flew up, the corners of his robe billowed, and his deep laughter echoed in my ears, lingering for a long time, still exuberant.

Everyone was taken aback, and astonished gazes were directed towards them.

"Aman—" Lu Shuyi exclaimed

The Qin Yang River stretches for ten miles, passing through the southern part of Yangzhou City, which has been known for five hundred years as the "area of flourishing beauty and moonlight, a gathering place of gold and splendor." As night falls, the banks of the Qin Yang are adorned with brilliant lights, with various buildings standing in close succession, featuring flying eaves, open windows, and intricately carved beams and painted rafters. The gentle waves reflect the sounds of oars and the shadows of lanterns, while countless merchant ships travel back and forth on the river day and night. Moreover, magnificent pleasure boats glide over the waves, accompanied by soft songs and graceful dances, with the ethereal sounds of silk and bamboo music. Literary talents and young scholars linger in this enchanting scene, and tales of beautiful women have been passed down through the ages.

Ma Ying focused his gaze, studying the extraordinary and imposing young man before him, and coldly mocked, "Who are you? Why should this young master befriend you?"

Lu Shuyi invited me to attend the celebration. It is said that she originally did not intend to be present in person, but because she has developed a deep friendship with Hua Meier, they have become very close.

Indeed, Jiang Jia is not as beautiful and charming as Hua Mei'er.

Hua Meier sat gracefully on a round stool, holding a pipa in her hands. Her eyes were calm and serene, and as she casually brushed her fingers across the strings, the clear sounds of the instrument flowed forth. With her delicate white jade-like fingers, she plucked the strings lightly, producing a series of melodious notes that gently flowed through the dimly lit hall.

I stood beside Lu Shuyi, looking down with disdain, and said: "Ma Yingxiao, you are indeed a foolish brat, indulging in lewdness and laughter, completely unaware of the heights of heaven and the depths of the earth. Do you think that just because your father has supported the crown prince, he can act with impunity? Little do you know, does Tang Rongshi and the four generals fear your father? Moreover, General Shangguan has his hundred thousand troops on high alert at the city outskirts; your entire family is not even worth the slaughter of a single soldier."

The melodious sound of the zither lingers long, as if in the fragrant April days, where spring is in full bloom; yet this bright moment is merely a dream of a water town, an illusion in the mirror. Beneath the surface of that picturesque scene lies a dark and gloomy dusk, with autumn rain slanting down, the world shrouded in obscurity, and a heart filled with solitude.

Miss Duanmu, Huaiyu and his sister-in-law are indeed a perfect match made in heaven. It is lamentable that the state is in turmoil, and wars are frequent, causing the common people to be separated from their families and to leave their homes... A gentle yet heavy voice of lamentation came from behind me, as if it were very close, right behind me.

A group of thugs trembled all over, exchanging glances with one another. After a moment, they all turned and fled in different directions

Ling Xuan walked out briskly, her plain robe flowing, exuding an innocent and charming demeanor that was endearing: "And there are still the two of us, you can't leave us behind!"

Ling Xuan tugged at the corner of her robe, her expression peculiar, and softly said: "Sister, don't we have a sedan chair?"

"Miss Duanmu—wait for me—" Tang Rong shouted repeatedly, startling the crowd around him. In a moment, hurried footsteps approached from behind. I suddenly turned around, standing in the middle of the street, tears streaming down my face, I cried out in despair: "Do not follow me, otherwise, I will hate you!"

"Brother Tang Rong—sister—" Ling Xuan exclaimed

I urgently asked: "Why will you return only after a few days? What has happened to cousin? Is there any... unforeseen circumstance?"

Ma Yingxiao did not expect this person to turn hostile faster than flipping a book, bending over, shouting in pain, his face instantly turning bright red, and sweat beading on his forehead: "Y-Your friend—who is he?"

Tang Rongxiao comforted loudly, "Sihan is fine, you can rest assured!" He stood beside me, his lively gaze sweeping across my cheek, and said cheerfully, "Huaiyu, you and your sister-in-law can go back now, Miss Duanmu... I will escort her back to her residence.

It turns out to be Ma Yingxiao, the son of Ma Helian, truly a debauched young man, displaying a dissipated and extravagant demeanor. Lu Shuyi furrowed her brows tightly and stepped forward, and I also walked over to stand by and observe. The guests downstairs all looked up, watching the commotion above with indifference. Ma Yingxiao had long been accustomed to acting tyrannically in Yangzhou, so this was nothing new to him.

I recall certain words I promised to Tang Shuyang ... Never mind, this time he is in a hurry and naturally cannot attend to it, besides, I originally did not wish to have any entanglement with him

A slight ache at the tip of my nose, a dull pain in the center of my brows, tears shimmering in my eyes, warming my gaze... I see his unspoken thoughts, the happiness of our long-awaited reunion, and his gently closed eyes filled with deep affection... In his embrace, there is no longer a place for me, and in his heart, I have long since ceased to exist.

Hey—what are you all doing—" Jiang Xue exclaimed

Xining Huaiyu took a closer look and was greatly astonished, lowering his voice: "Princess?!" He straightened his attire slightly and respectfully said, "Huaiyu has met Princess Jinping and Princess Jinyang"

On the bustling street, people are rushing about, shouting something unknown. The city seems to be filled with an uplifting atmosphere, though it is unclear whether it is in celebration of the continuation of the Ling Dynasty's reign in Yangzhou or the opening of the "Yanhua Man" restaurant by the Qin Yang River

Is it him? He really came to Yangzhou! I only heard Lu Shuyi whispering in my ear: "Can he, alone, defeat so many of them?"

Hua Meier gently performed a bow and delicately said: "Thank you, Young Master Tang Rong, for your timely rescue"

Everyone was taken aback. Ma Yingxiao turned around to see two young gentlemen in brocade garments strolling towards him. One was slightly taller, dressed in a jade-colored silk robe with a round collar and large sleeves, featuring a subtle pattern of mountains and flowing water, and holding a white fan, exuding an elegant demeanor. The other was somewhat shorter, wearing a jade-colored silk robe with a round collar and large sleeves, adorned with a subtle pattern of autumn waters and vast skies, his expression slightly awkward.

On the west side of the hall, the sound of silk and bamboo instruments flows continuously. On the circular high platform, several graceful young women dance lightly, their fragrant garments and elegant hairstyles attracting waves of admiration.

I gave a cold smile and said, "It has nothing to do with you!"

Hua Meier's expression was cold and indifferent, her fingers suddenly exerting force, causing the sound of the pipa to rise sharply, evoking a series of piercing notes that were as harsh as metal and iron, abruptly shattering the lingering and beautiful tones of the instrument, forcing the music to gradually descend into a low, continuous lament.

Tang Rongxiao gazed blankly at me, his brows furrowed and seemingly lost in thought, as the deep and shallow glances of Ling Xuan drifted away in a winding manner

Is it just fireworks! How should the word 'slow' be interpreted? Lu Shuyi asked with a smile, resting her chin on her hand

Ling Xuan, he had never cast a glance; even if he had, it would have merely brushed lightly like a feather.

Ling Xuantan's lips parted slightly, as she gently bit them, her rosy face radiating a porcelain-like cold light under the glow of the lamps: "Sister has not been feeling well lately, Xuanyuan, let us return to the residence together first." She gracefully rose, ... staggering towards Tang Rongxiaotian, a drunken allure emerging from her, inadvertently leaning softly against his shoulder ...