But then the problems arose.
How could she get Chu Qinghe to treat her willingly, just like he treated Dongfang Bubai and the others?
"How about we seduce him a little later?"
With this thought in mind, Wanwan glanced at Dongfang Bubai and the others. Wanwan felt that if she really did this, it was uncertain whether she could successfully seduce them.
What is certain is that I will be subjected to a mixed doubles attack from Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue for a long time to come.
And it was the kind of beating that left them unable to get out of bed.
"I should have asked my master how to win a man's heart earlier."
But the next second, Wanwan felt that it was better to rely on herself for such things!
Given Zhu Yuyan's past romantic experiences, Wanwan felt that if she were to actually ask Zhu Yuyan for advice, it would likely backfire.
"Master's judgment is really bad."
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29.
Suitable for marriage, but not for burial.
early morning.
In the secluded courtyard.
Beside the pond, under an oil-paper umbrella nearly ten feet long, Hua Hua was fast asleep, lying on a pile of emerald green bamboo, each hand holding a tender bamboo shoot, both of which were half-eaten.
Beside him, Chu Qinghe sat on a recliner, holding a fishing rod in one hand, with fruits and chilled wine on a small wooden table next to him.
As Chu Qinghe rested his chin on his hand and gazed at the pond, the power of heaven and earth slowly seeped into his body from the Evil Emperor's Relic on his knee. It was then refined by Chu Qinghe and integrated into his true essence.
Meanwhile, in the secluded courtyard, Dongfang Bubai, Yaoyue, and Shuimu Yinji, among others, each stood in a shady spot, closing their eyes to cultivate.
The only sounds in the entire courtyard were the occasional sound of Chu Qinghe casting his fishing line, the splashing of fish in the wooden bucket beside him, and the chirping of cicadas in the summer as the sunlight intensified.
A gentle breeze occasionally blows by, rustling the willow branches by the pond.
Every now and then, Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue would open their eyes, look at Chu Qinghe sitting by the pond for a while, a picture in itself, and then close their eyes to continue their cultivation.
It gives people a sense of tranquility and beauty without them even realizing it.
A moment later, after putting down his fishing rod, Chu Qinghe took the wine pot and lay down on the chair.
As the wine entered his mouth, his gaze naturally shifted to Dongfang Bubai, and after a few moments, it settled on Yaoyue.
As he breathed in the sweltering summer air, infused with the scents of flowers and wine, a contented smile appeared on Chu Qinghe's face.
evening
East of the Ming Dynasty, on the lake surface backed by the cliffs of Gushan Mountain.
Although it was only the morning sun, its reflection on the blue waves made the bamboo houses beside the cliff shimmer.
Between these bamboo houses, disciples of the Hundred Knowledge Pavilion continued to come and go, stepping on the bamboo bridge with hurried steps but calm expressions, clearly having become accustomed to this rhythm of action.
In the largest bamboo hut next to the cliff, Sun Baifa leaned against the door, his eyes lightly closed, and the sound of snoring constantly came from his mouth.
But Sun Baifa had long been accustomed to these voices.
If Bai Xiaosheng didn't hear Sun Baifa snoring for several breaths, he would look up at the shameless old man.
However, at that moment, a carrier pigeon suddenly fluttered into the bamboo house and landed on Bai Xiaosheng's table.
Upon seeing this, Bai Xiaosheng put down his pen and had the bamboo tube tied to the carrier pigeon removed.
Upon opening the paper strip inside the bamboo tube and reading the few lines of small characters on it, Bai Xiaosheng let out a soft "Eh."
Immediately afterwards, Bai Xiaosheng slowly raised his head and looked at Sun Baifa at the door, his eyes filled with thoughts.
Perhaps because Bai Xiaosheng had been staring at him for so long, Sun Baifa, who had been sleeping soundly by the door, slowly opened his eyes.
When Sun Baifa groggily turned his head to look at Bai Xiaosheng, he noticed Bai Xiaosheng's intriguing gaze. He looked down at himself to make sure everything was alright before looking at Bai Xiaosheng and saying, "What's with that look?"
Upon hearing this, Bai Xiaosheng flicked the paper in his hand, and the originally thin paper flew towards Sun Baifa as lightly as a feather.
Filled with doubt, Sun Baifa grabbed the note in the air and glanced at it. Just a second ago, he looked like he hadn't woken up yet, but his eyes widened and he immediately sat up.
"Why did that little fox specifically ask you to take me there?"
In response to Sun Baifa's question, Bai Xiaosheng replied irritably, "Do you think I would know?"
As he spoke, Bai Xiaosheng stroked his neat and smooth beard, looking thoughtful, and said, "If it were my young friend Chu looking for me, that would be fine, but why would he suddenly look for a simpleton like you?"
As his junior brother, Bai Xiaosheng naturally knew the situation regarding Sun Baifa.
But precisely because he knew Sun Baifa, Bai Xiaosheng couldn't understand what was about Sun Baifa that would interest Chu Qinghe.
Normally, given the slight insult in Bai Xiaosheng's words, Sun Baifa would probably be unhappy if he didn't retort a few times.
But at this moment, looking at the note in his hand, Sun Baifa did not rush to retort, but frowned and pondered.
A few moments later, Bai Xiaosheng looked at Sun Baifa and asked, "What do you think?"
Faced with Bai Xiaosheng's question, Sun Baifa did not speak immediately. Instead, he took out a tortoise shell from his pocket, stuffed three copper coins into it, and began to shake his buttocks.
A moment later, as Sun Baifa poured out the copper coins and rummaged through them, he said seriously, "I've cast a very bad divination, and the result is extremely inauspicious. I don't think I want to go."
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