Chapter 7: Beauty in the Pond
The night came quietly, a semi-circular moon hung obliquely on the top of a locust tree in the courtyard, and the faint moonlight entered the house through the leaf window screen, and scattered a vague shadow.
The copper furnace is lit with an unknown fragrance, which has a peculiar and unique flavor, which makes people more and more addicted the more they smell it.
A huge pool of water in the house occupies the entire line of sight, the water vapor is hazy, the smoke is vast, and only a simple and elegant screen embroidered with the breeze of the bamboo forest is obscured.
The layers of white mist rising from the pool and the snow-colored cigarette smoke coming out of the roof of the furnace fused together, entangled the whole room in this vague mist, ethereal like a heavenly fairy palace.
Light clouds slowly emerged from the water, long hair was as black as satin, skin was bewitching pale gold under the light of the dim candles, and the snow arms were crystal delicate, slowly stretching out from the water and lazily resting on the pool, eclipsing everything around the line.
The black-clothed man standing next to her looked at her softly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a faint smile, "It's already arranged, the moon has gone to lure Ye Cheng away!" ”
Qingyun took the pool water and washed his white and delicate face, and said lightly: "In this case, you go and attract him!" ”
The man in black hesitated and didn't leave, and said in a low voice: "I saw Han Xinrui coming to Jufu Nunnery, I'm afraid it's not good!" ”
Qingyun sneered, "I've fallen to this point, what else does she want?" Beware is it! ”
"Nothing else, just afraid that she will ruin our business!" The men in black frowned almost together.
Qingyun closed his eyes and sighed, "Flying snow! Go ahead! ”
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Nangong Ling was dancing the sword in the courtyard, and the sharp and fast swordsmanship dazzled the long sword dance, and the green leaves were scattered everywhere he passed.
Suddenly, a black shadow flashed on the big tree on the left, Nangong Ling's ink pupils condensed slightly, a trace of murderous aura crossed the corner of his eye, and the long sword in his hand pressed fiercely towards the black shadow.
The black shadow flickered and disappeared, fleeing towards the west, and Nangong Ling flew towards the black shadow with a strong kick on his toes.
Under the moonlight, two shadows chased after each other in the quiet nunnery, and the atmosphere was gloomy and solemn.
The black shadow suddenly jumped into a room in the west, Nangong Ling stopped, in order to prevent fraud, he cautiously pushed open the door, and walked in cautiously.
The room was dim and a little blurry, but the sky-high water vapor and faint aroma could be felt as soon as the door was pushed open.
When I walked into the house, I found that there was no figure of the man in black, but I heard the sound of water behind the screen.
He jerked through the screen, the sword in his hand pointing hard.
The candlelight faintly illuminated the faces of the people in the pool, the beautiful and noble and holy and endlessly charming faces, as if the fairy of Yao Chi was quietly contained in the pool.
The depression around the two collarbones is mysterious and charming, the jade arms are crystal delicate, the fingers are as white as green onions, and the skin is as white as frost and snow.
There was a hint of surprise in Nangong Ling's deep and cold pupils, "Why are you?" ”
Qingyun's face was flushed with shame, his eyes were full of panic and embarrassment, and he hurriedly submerged his body in the water in fear, staring at Nangong Ling vigilantly, "What do you want to do?" ”
Nangong Ling saw that her white and flawless face had risen a faint flush because she was too ashamed, as delicate and brilliant as the clouds in the sunset, and her whole face became more and more charming and moving, and she sighed in her heart, as if something was gradually sinking in her body, and her eyes were blurry as if she was filled with a pool of spring water, staring at her scorchingly.
Qingyun, who was staring at her like this, was full of heat, and her whole body was as uncomfortable and awkward as a barb, she stepped back, and pretended to be calm and angry: "Have you seen enough!" ”
Nangong Ling realized his rudeness and hurriedly turned his back.
Just as he was about to turn away, he was grabbed by the back of his neck by a soft hand, and dragged him into the pool vigorously, with a loud bang, Nangong Ling suddenly fell into the pool and splashed the waves.