Chapter 56 World Three (Seven)

The hangover tea with added ingredients gradually started to react in Xiao Yujing's body.

Xiao Yujing only felt that he had fallen into the lake, his body sinking continuously, surrounded by the soft water. His breathing gradually became unstable, a trace of impatience appeared on his handsome face, and he heard the mermaid-like call from the water in his ears.

"Xiao Lang..."

There were rumors that in the deep sea, there lived exceptionally beautiful mermaids. These mermaids roamed in various waters beside lakes and rivers, using sound as bait to lure people into the deep pools voluntarily.

Xiao Yujing had always disbelieved these ghostly legends. If spirits and demons truly existed, why hadn't his childhood hopes ever been answered? He also dismissed the tale of mermaids as a whim invented by a bored fisherman out at sea. But then, a bewitching voice echoed in his ears, delicate and melodious, lingering like honey. If it wasn't the good news from the mermaids in the water, who else could have brought it?

Xiao Yujing opened his eyes. A mixture of drunkenness and drowsiness had cast a white veil over his vision, leaving only a hazy figure. Amidst her cloud-like hair, a hairpin of aquamarine beads tucked diagonally, three fingernail-sized pearls embedded within, shone brightly like moonlight. Xiao Yujing couldn't make out her features, but even through the veil, he could guess at her beauty. He could only see her red lips moving as she called his name.

"Xiao Lang."

Xiao Yujing felt as if his ears were covered with a veil. Everything around him was silent, and only the word "Xiao Lang" fell into his heart.

Bao Shan saw Xiao Yujing open his eyes and slowly wake up. His eyes were hazy and he felt a little relieved.

Fortunately, the soup prepared by Wang Shi did not make Xiao Yujing fall into a complete sleep, but made him unconscious.

Otherwise, as a weak woman, she would be at a loss as to what to do when facing the sleeping Xiao Yujing.

Baoshan called Xiao Yujing softly, and Yangzhou City cultivated her unique Wu dialect.

No matter how ordinary the words are, they become sweet and charming sounds when they fall into Baoshan's mouth.

Moreover, she softened her voice on purpose, and that voice was like the feathers of a bird, gently plucking at the heart of one's heart and making the tips of one's ears burn.

Xiao Yujing supported himself on the bed with his hands and sat up straight, staring at Baoshan with his dark pupils. Baoshan looked at his cold face and couldn't help but step back.

But Baoshan forgot that she was sharing a bed with Xiao Yujing at the moment, and they were so close to each other, where could she retreat to?

A voice as cold as ice and snow sounded, and even bystanders could not tell that Xiao Yujing was drunk: "Are you a mermaid?"

Baoshan's ears twitched slightly and her beautiful eyes trembled. After hearing what Xiao Yujing said, she was sure that he was really drunk. She had seen what Xiao Yujing looked like when he was sober.

If he regained consciousness, he would definitely not ask such childish questions.

Bao Shan lowered her eyes, her raven-feather eyelashes casting a shadow on her cheek. She said softly, "I will listen to Xiao Lang."

Whatever Xiao Langjun says, that's what it is. If Xiao Yujing believes that she is a mermaid, then Baoshan can only think of herself as a mermaid.

Xiao Yujing stretched out his arm and stroked the aquamarine beaded hairpin on her temples. His eyes darkened slightly, and his hand moved and slid to Baoshan's rosy cheek.

It was extremely smooth there, like a polished, flawless piece of top-quality jade.

Because Xiao Yujing had just finished drinking, his body was warm and his fingertips were also warm.

The warmth that was about to melt people climbed up the slender neck of Baoshan.

Xiao Yujing stroked it carefully, as if he was appreciating a masterpiece of calligraphy and painting, extremely seriously and meticulously.

His hand tightened slightly, and Baoshan couldn't help but let out a soft cry from his throat. Xiao Yujing's dark eyes darkened a little, staring at the white jade neck: Is this the place where the seductive sound comes from? So fragile, so vulnerable.

Bao Shan saw that Xiao Yujing was unconscious, and was afraid that he thought he had entered a dream and saw the mermaid. She gently stroked Xiao Yujing's palm with her white hand: "Xiao Lang, it's getting late, it's time to rest..."

Her voice was soft, and her cheeks were like peach blossoms in March, pink and tender, full of spring, which inevitably made people imagine a lot.

Xiao Yujing repeated unconsciously: "Rest?"

"Yes. I will help Xiao Lang change his clothes."

Seeing that Xiao Yujing showed no resistance, Baoshan placed her hand on his chest.

But when Baoshan saw the white inner garment, his hands froze. He didn't know when Xiao Yujing had already taken off the outer robe, and the inner garment could no longer be taken off. Baoshan then lowered his hands and took off Xiao Yujing's lower garment.

Xiao Yujing was already dressed for bed, and Baoshan was still neatly dressed. A blush rose on her cheeks, and she lowered her head meekly and undid the buttons on her clothes.

The broad palm covered the tender hand of Baoshan, and Baoshan fluttered its feathery eyelashes and looked up at the owner of the palm.

Xiao Yujing frowned. He always believed in the principle of give and take. Baoshan helped him change his clothes, so he wanted to follow suit and return them.

The fingers are slender, like the green bamboos planted in the courtyard, with distinct branches and joints.

Xiao Yujing's hands can usually be used to write beautiful articles, paint beautiful landscapes, hold a jade brush, and hold a tablet...

But this time it was used on a weak woman, stripping off her clothes layer by layer.

The slender belt had been untied by Xiao Yujing and was loosely wrapped around his palm.

Xiao Yujing raised his eyes and looked at the beautiful woman and beautiful scene in front of him.

Her skin was as white as snow, more delicate than the skin of a river clam, she had a willow-like waist and straight, long legs, which were tinged with a faint pink hue due to shyness.

Xiao Yujing thought of the legend of the mermaid again. She usually dived into the deep sea, ignorant and naive. One day, she was bewitched by a young master from a noble family. After she spared no effort to save him, the credit was taken away by others.

The ignorant mermaid did not know how to calm down and reduce her mental and physical energy to a minimum, but instead she was stuck in the mud and unable to extricate herself.

In the end, for the sake of the one she loves, she was willing to exchange her beautiful voice for a pair of legs that could walk. It's really pathetic and ridiculous.

Baoshan was left with only a plain little dress and white panties that could not cover her legs. She hugged her snow-white arms, with a look of helplessness on her face.

Xiao Yujing suddenly rushed forward and forced Baoshan, who had no way to retreat, into a corner.

He gripped Baoshan's chin with his big hand, and his thin lips almost touched the tip of her nose.

"say."

Bao Shan was frightened by the burning anger in Xiao Yujing's eyes and wanted to lower her head, but because of the pain in her jaw, she had to look directly at Xiao Yujing.

"Xiao Lang..."

Xiao Yujing asked Baoshan to speak, and she did so. However, due to the shock, her mind was hazy and she didn't know what to say. She could only shout "Xiao Lang".

The red lips and sandalwood mouth were right in front of him. Xiao Yujing thought of the annoying legend about the extremely stupid mermaids. He became even angrier. He lowered his head and bit those soft lips, swallowing up the delicate and timid voice.

Fortunately, this mermaid was not that stupid. It had legs and retained its voice.

Xiao Yujing once sank into the river and attempted to drown himself, but he finally climbed out of the water in a panic and survived.

Instead, he learned how to swim, and was particularly good at the art of breathing.

When he used the breath technique on Baoshan, Baoshan indulged in Xiao Yujing's plunder. Its body became warm as if it had turned into honey and sweet water, and it almost couldn't hold on.

But her whole body was held tightly in Xiao Yujing's arms, and she couldn't break free.

When they separated, their lips parted, but the silver thread still pulled them together.

When Baoshan saw that embarrassing scene, her heart was beating fast and her cheeks flushed.

But the night was long, and all these were barely appetizers. The formal banquet meal had not yet been served, not to mention the mouth-watering sweet soup and soft and sweet snacks.

The plain-colored dress had loose ties and hung in disarray around the neck of the treasure fan. Two flying butterflies had left large water marks on it. The center of the water mark was the darkest, while the surrounding area was evenly covered with rain and dew.

The dark water marks covered the small clothes, and even the wrinkles from being squeezed and rubbed made this newly made small clothes look extremely messy. I was afraid that it would never be worn again.

Since it couldn't be put on, it was ripped off cleanly. The beauty's skin was as white as cream. Everyone said men preferred thin waists, but Xiao Yujing had always disagreed. But when his hot palms touched that slender and fragile waist, he realized he was also a vulgar person.

The straight and slender legs were intertwined like vines, the waist was tense, Xiao Yujing frowned, and a few drops of unbearable sweat hung on his forehead. He buried his head in Baoshan's neck, and the sweat drops fell and rolled to Baoshan's shoulders, making her body tense, and subconsciously hugged Xiao Yujing's back.

The ups and downs of the deep sea reminded Xiao Yujing of the past that he had almost forgotten. His usually stern face wavered, and he softened his voice beside Baoshan's ear: "Why didn't you save me?"

Bao Shan forced her eyes open and saw the worry in Xiao Yujing's eyes and eyebrows. She asked with a puzzled look: "Who to save?"

He felt a warm sensation in his abdomen, which was caused by the sobering tea he drank. Xiao Yujing's consciousness became more and more confused, and he vaguely remembered something.

Once upon a time, he also believed in those legends that deceived children.

The place for begging is under the city gate, where there are tea stalls and a long and narrow moat.

People who came and went would tell some strange legends, and in order to relieve the pain of hunger in his body, Xiao Yujing would divert his attention to listen to their conversations.

Mermaids live in the sea, swimming in various waters, rivers, lakes, and even narrow streams. While some mermaids are capable of deceiving others, others are born innocent and easily deceived.

If you make a wish to them, even if it is thousands of acres of fertile land or hundreds of taels of gold, the stupid and gullible mermaids will soften their hearts and run to find the treasures and present them to the wisher.

Xiao Yujing, who was just a little beggar at the time, didn't want pearls, gems, fancy clothes or a mansion. He just wanted someone to save him.

So Xiao Yujing stood by the moat and prayed to the mermaid to rescue him.

He, Xiao Yujing, is not a bad person who cannot distinguish between gratitude and grudges. As long as the mermaid is willing to save him from the sea of suffering, he will definitely give her everything in return.

However, the moat outside the city was particularly calm, without even a ripple. Xiao Yujing did not wait for the merman, so he fought desperately and left the beggars' den by himself. Gradually, he began to understand that the world is so fickle and he is the only one he can trust.

However, facing the treasure fan that was hugging him and was deeply entangled with him and could not be separated, Xiao Yujing expressed his resentment for the first time.

Her black hair was as black as ink, like seaweed growing on the seabed. Her whole body was as bright as pearls, emitting a soft glow, and even more like clam meat, extremely soft and glutinous. The voice that came out of her red lips was very much like the legendary erotic music, enough to confuse people's hearts.

Hearing such an unreasonable accusation, Baoshan frowned slightly, her face full of panic. She stood up gently and pressed her soft lips like petals against the corner of Xiao Yujing's eyes.

A soft voice sounded: "I was wrong. I should have saved you."

Xiao Yujing's face froze, and his unbreakable heart seemed to crack a corner. He pulled the corner of his mouth, wanting to sneer at Baoshan, but he couldn't do it.

"I won't forgive you easily."

Xiao Yujing pursed his lips and said coldly.

Bao Shan hummed softly and snuggled up to his chest. Her soft black hair hung down naturally, tightly sticking to Xiao Yujing's hard chest. Just like her master, she was weak and could only rely on Xiao Yujing to survive.

Xiao Yujing's words of "not forgiving easily" were put into practice, and he tossed the treasure fan inside and out all night long.

Only when Baoshan's voice became hoarse from crying did Xiao Yujing finally stop. They hugged each other and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, the servant stood outside the house, not daring to get close. He was the only one left in the yard yesterday. Apart from the two people in the house, he was the only one who knew how loud the commotion was in the house.

The servant became more and more frightened and made more noise. When Xiao Yujing woke up, he was even more angry.

Inside, Xiao Yujing forced his dizzy head to open his eyes, only to feel a soft hand resting on his waist. Xiao Yujing's expression remained calm, as yesterday's chaotic events flashed through his mind. He coldly gazed at Baoshan, her cheeks rosy, sleeping soundly on his chest. He recognized her immediately, recognizing her as the woman from the hot springs that day, and his brows darkened even more.