Qi Meng's tense nerves completely relaxed, and she still smiled. She said softly, "Your Highness is like a dazzling pearl in the highest heavens."
His entire being radiant and dazzling, so bright that one could not look away. Only now, having the opportunity to meet him, do I realize that what I had heard before was merely a glimpse through a tube, failing to capture even a fraction of His Highness's magnificence.
"To behold Your Highness's magnificent presence at this moment fills me with overwhelming joy, which I can hardly contain. I only wish time could stand still, allowing me to bask in Your Highness's radiance a little longer."
Upon hearing this, Qin Qianluo's lips curled up slightly, forming an elegant arc. Her smile was like ripples on a spring day, gentle and serene.
However, the smile did not truly reach the depths of his eyes, like a cold star twinkling in the night sky, revealing a hint of detachment and aloofness, clearly indicating that he did not readily believe it.
She gently raised her hand, her movements slow and natural, as if she were lightly catching a falling petal, exuding an unintentional elegance and warmth.
Gently taking Qimeng's hand, he led her to the exquisitely carved chair next to him, and waited for Qimeng to sit down.
He sat down beside her, and the two began to chat idly.
The voices echoed softly in the quiet space, occasionally punctuated by a few crisp laughs; the atmosphere seemed peaceful and harmonious.
001 was somewhat puzzled at this moment, and it tried to find out some details about Qimeng's past from the information.
However, the results presented left it somewhat puzzled—aside from the stunning dance that Qimeng performed at Linglong Pavilion five years ago, a dance that was so breathtaking it seemed to freeze time itself.
Apart from a few scattered pieces of information that have resurfaced in the public eye, no other information was found.
It initially thought there was a malfunction in itself, so it repeatedly made the same query, but each time the result was the same.
This made 001 feel a strange sense of unease towards Qimeng, seeing that Qin Qianluo and Qimeng were chatting happily.
001 searched again, but still found nothing; there was no information about Qimeng's past in the data.
It said, "Luo Bao, there's something unusual about Qi Meng. I can't access all her information."
All that can be seen is her fleeting, breathtaking figure from five years ago at Linglong Pavilion, and some of the most basic and simple information about her now.
As for tracing back further and to the past five years, there is absolutely no information available.
Qin Qianluo was slightly taken aback when she heard 001's voice. A look of surprise flashed in her eyes. This situation had never occurred before. "Is there a problem with your program?"
Qi Meng shouldn't be a Tianxuan person; could that be the reason?
001 also doesn't quite understand, "Luo Bao, I searched several times and got the same result."
Even if she's not from Tianxuan, I should be able to see all her information if I know her name and appearance. This person is suspicious; Luo Bao should avoid contact with her too much.
"I understand. I probably won't have many opportunities to see her again, don't worry."
001 was relieved to hear this, while Su Jinyun, who was admiring the exquisite calligraphy and paintings in the reception area of the painted boat, heard the conversation between Qin Qianluo and 001 clearly.
She was secretly surprised. Even 001 couldn't find any information about Qimeng? It seemed that this Qimeng was not as simple as she appeared on the surface.
Moreover, judging from the reactions of those around her, it seems that no one could hear Qianluo's thoughts. It's likely that none of the people in Linglong Pavilion are citizens of Tianxuan Kingdom.
Now that the Xuanyuan Kingdom has been destroyed, that land has long been incorporated into the territory of Tianxuan. Could this Linglong Pavilion have been established by people from the other two countries?
What deep and secretive purpose did they harbor in opening brothels in Tianxuan? Was it to gather intelligence, or did they have other schemes?
Su Jinyun's eyes gradually became deep and unfathomable, like a mysterious black hole in the night sky, as she fell into deep thought.
At this moment, Qin Qianluo and Qimeng, who had put on her veil again, walked out of the inner room side by side.
On the painted boat, the sounds of silk and bamboo instruments filled the air, melodious and graceful, the notes like a group of lively elves dancing in the air.
The girls were graceful and lithe, like fairies descended from the moon palace. Their sleeves fluttered and colorful ribbons danced, creating a dreamlike and prosperous scene of singing and dancing.
Seeing this, Su Jinyun temporarily put aside her doubts about Linglong Pavilion and instead enjoyed the beautiful song and dance with Qin Qianluo.
The two occasionally exchanged a few words in hushed tones, their voices carried away by the gentle breeze, creating a rather pleasant atmosphere.
The surrounding boats had long since dispersed without anyone noticing, and the lake surface now resembled a huge, smooth mirror, calm and clear.
Reflecting the magnificent sunset on the horizon, only the occasional laughter and chatter from the painted boats seemed like a few pebbles thrown into a calm lake.
The splashing disturbed one or two ducklings that were leisurely playing in the lake. They flapped their wings, creating a few small ripples, before quickly disappearing back into the tranquility.
The afterglow of the setting sun, like a thin golden veil, gently and slowly fell upon the painted boat, outlining a magnificent and enchanting golden edge.
The light shimmered, beautiful as a dream, like a painting meticulously crafted by nature.
As night gradually fell, it was like a huge, silent black beast, spreading its broad wings and slowly devouring the last rays of the setting sun on the horizon.
Qin Qianluo and Su Jinyun got up to prepare for their return journey, ending a day full of surprises and unexpected events.
Qi Meng stood gracefully on the deck of the painted boat, her eyes, as clear as autumn water, gazing quietly in the direction where Qin Qianluo and Su Jinyun had left.
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