Even the two pretty maids are so pretty, let alone the main owner behind them. They are graceful and floating like fairies. They are holding a guqin and their slender jade fingers are twitching like flowing clouds and water, as if they are full of fairy music. They make people wonder if the Nine Heavens Fairy has come down to earth. Unfortunately, she wears a snow-white hat on her head, and the gauze droops, making people unable to see her face clearly. But it is precisely this hazy sense of déjà vu that makes people have a little desire for the peerless face behind the gauze, and there is so many indescribable charm.

At this time, the onlookers on the shore cheered excitedly:

"Miss Leng is here!Miss Leng is here!"

"She is Leng Xianning, she is simply a fairy descending to earth!"

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Isn’t this the girl playing the piano that I saw in the attic of Jiyuan behind the temple? It turned out that she was Leng Xianning! No wonder she was called the number one beauty in Fuzhou. Although she was just a glimpse, it was amazing to Guo Zhiyuan for a lifetime. Thinking that he had witnessed the beautiful face behind the gauze with his own eyes, rather than watching flowers in the fog like others, Guo Zhiyuan couldn’t help but feel a sense of happiness that made people feel rippling!

Everyone's breathing became rapid due to the arrival of the cold string. His eyes were fixedly looking at the beauty coming. The yellow flowing was even more unbearable, and his eyes were full of lust. The evil green light opened wide and his saliva flowed out. He wanted to swallow the beauty in front of him. Before the three of them could get on the bridge, they quickly met him and shouted exaggeratedly: "Miss Leng, you are here, I almost miss you to death!"

The two pretty little maids were startled and quickly protected Leng Xianning, clenched their little pink fists and raised their hands, posing in a defensive position, as if they were skilled in Kung Fu! Leng Xianning frowned and scolded coldly: "Young Master Huang, please respect yourself!"

Although Huang Liu was arrogant, he was not completely ignorant of the importance. The Leng family was the richest family in Fuzhou City. In order to allow Leng Xianning to lead the practice of Xichan Temple, the Leng family directly purchased the annual expenses of Xichan Temple. He also built a two-story attic in the custody garden behind the temple to let Leng Xianning stay. His writing was amazing. Even his father, Huang Sihua, the prefect of Fuzhou, had to give in to the Leng family three points, otherwise he would have been strong enough to Leng Xianning, so he was not patient with these water grinding efforts.

So Huang Liu could only stop and said embarrassedly: "Huang hasn't seen Miss Leng for a long time. I miss her so much. She's a little abrupt. Don't blame me..."

Leng Xianning no longer paid attention to Huang Liu, and moved his lotus to the main seat in the middle of the octagonal pavilion to sit down. Everyone woke up and went forward to salute: "Hello Miss Leng!" Leng Xianning nodded slightly and said with a return of the salute, "Thank you all the wise men for supporting the show. The little girl will first play a song, and then talk about the excellent poetry..."

The wonderful piano sounded again, and everyone was intoxicated. Huang Liu shook his head and showed off, "This song should only be found in heaven, how many times can I hear it in the world?" Unfortunately, he only knew this sentence. This was what he had specially asked the master to memorize for a long time, so he could only recite it over and over again.

Originally, the sound of the piano was destroyed by him. Guo Zhiyuan wanted to laugh but it was not funny, so he had to pretend to discuss and ask Yin Suiqi, who was beside him a question: "Brother Yin, since Leng Xianning is practicing for her husband, she must be married, why do you still call her girl?..."

Yin Suiqi shook his head and sighed, "Mr. Guo doesn't know that Miss Leng's marriage was originally a family marriage, and it was a marriage. Later, the man's family fell into trouble, and the Leng family wanted to regret the marriage, but Miss Leng refused. How could she say no without trust? If she regrets the marriage, she would rather die than obey. Her father could not, so she had to use a delayed strategy and told the man that if she wanted to marry Miss Leng, she must pass the imperial examination. The man was very determined and studied hard, and he was indeed promoted.

The scholar was about to return home to marry Leng, but she was extremely sad. The man lost his life when he met a robber on his way back to his hometown. Leng was very sad after hearing the news and was searching for death several times. Although she was fortunately rescued, she vowed not to marry again. Because her parents were still alive and could not become a monk, she practiced in this Xichan Temple. People in the world felt loyalty and praised it. Although she was loyal to her husband, she was still a virgin, so she still called her Leng…”

After hearing this, Guo Zhiyuan couldn't help but sigh. A strange woman as loyal as Leng Xianning is really rare. He couldn't help but envy Leng Xianning's dead fiancé. It can be said that even if he dies without regrets. Perhaps because of this, even God is jealous of him, he will be so short-lived!

Leng Xianning had already finished playing and continued to say with a wonderful voice: "The little girl is not leaving her home, she is ignorant and unknown. I don't know what excellent poetry works have been published in Fuzhou City recently. Please give me advice!..."

Huang Liu knew that the opportunity had come when he heard it. He was energetic and coughed a few times. Everyone came to flatter Mr. Huang. Why didn’t hesitate to take out a thread-bound book from his arms like magic. Guo Zhiyuan’s eyes were sharp and he recognized at first glance that what these people were taking out was the nonsense "Autumn Story Collection" published by Mr. Huang Liu!

"If you ask us that we are the best in Fuzhou City, I think we will be the first one to be our Master Huang. Everyone is right!" A middle-aged man wearing a seventh-grade official uniform gave a thumbs up first.

"Yes, I read Mr. Huang's "Autumn Story" over and over again. Every word is really gems and wonderful sentences are frequently released. It is as natural as a magical aura, without any craftsmanship, which makes people amazing!" An elderly man over 50 years old echoed without being outdone. In order to cooperate, he even slapped his thighs hard, but he acted too much, and grinned in pain, with a very funny expression.

Seeing that the two of them had taken the lead, everyone rushed to flatter Huang Liu. Huang Liu said that Huang Liu was like Li Bai's life and Du Fu was reborn! Guo Zhiyuan, who was standing beside him, was stunned. He had seen shameless people and had never seen so many shameless people. In order to flatter Huang Liu, he was simply doing everything he could. He opened his eyes and said lies without blinking! This poem turned into a flattery competition!

Leng Xianning frowned slightly. Although she was easy to understand and did not care about the common things, she still had some knowledge of Huang Liu's reputation. It was really difficult to associate such a domineering playboy with the image of a talented man mentioned by everyone. It was just that everyone spoke, and the people who spoke were all famous scholars in Fuzhou City, which made her feel that she was too preconceived and was biased against this Huang Liu Young Master, so she did not rush to speak, but just pondered without saying a word.
Chapter completed!