Mo Yunzhao raised an eyebrow slightly, boarded the small boat first, sat at the bow, and admired the night view of Tongxin Lake.
She recalled the scene of swimming in Tongxin Lake with Ling Jingyu that day, and unconsciously the corners of her lips curled up.
"It's the city lord!" The boatman recognized her and felt extremely fortunate.
Mo Yunzhao looked up and nodded slightly. The boatman was an old man with a white beard.
"Wasn't it His Highness the Crown Prince who accompanied you on the lake trip last time?"
"Was it your boat last time?" Mo Yunzhao asked gently.
The boatman respected Mo Yunzhao, but he was not afraid of her. After all, she was just a little girl, like a granddaughter to him.
Besides, he's a good city lord.
"Yes, I am honored. This little boat has even carried the city lord and His Highness the Crown Prince..."
The old man was very talkative, and even when Mo Yunzhao didn't respond, he kept talking.
"Speaking of which, something strange happened that day. When His Highness the Crown Prince put down the silver, my jade cup, small wooden table, and silver chopsticks all froze."
Mo Yunzhao looked up at the boatman, "Ice?"
The boatman gestured with his fingers to indicate the thickness of the ice, then busied himself with taking the oars and rowing.
"It's about this thick, but let me tell you, it's not frozen solid. It's like it's been turned into ice, and it hasn't melted yet. It's like a treasure. If I weren't afraid of it being stolen, it would be a great way to cool off in this scorching sun..."
The boatman told the story as an amusing anecdote.
But Mo Yunzhao remained silent. "If I have the chance, I'd like to see."
"I will deliver it to the city lord's mansion tomorrow."
Once aboard the large boat on the lake, Mo Yunzhao was still thinking about the ice on the table, his thoughts somewhat dazed.
On the boat, melodious yet inexplicably melancholic piano music drifted through the air.
Mo Yunzhao looked up.
White veils fluttered on the boat, and beautiful lanterns floated on the lake outside. The moonlight was hazy, and the sound of a zither drifted in the air.
It's as beautiful as a night scene.
But at this point, he became a background figure for Ling Yongnian.
He burned incense and played the zither, revealing his most perfect profile. He looked noble and refined, with arched eyebrows, like a celestial being descended from heaven.
That beautiful piano music was truly touching.
A gentle breeze carries a faint fragrance past my nose.
At this moment, Ling Yongnian raised his head and saw Mo Yunzhao. With the gentlest and most affectionate eyes, he blinked lightly and then smiled.
It's so beautiful it's captivating.
Mo Yunzhao smiled with narrowed eyes and nodded slightly.
She sat down, and the maidservant served her wine and food.
She sipped her wine and enjoyed the music, creating a rather picturesque scene.
The song ended.
Ling Yongnian raised his head, "Lord Mo..."
"That was beautiful, Young Master Ling, would you like to sing another song?"
Mo Yunzhao smiled at him, her blood-red eyes sparkling with charm, seemingly radiant with light.
Ling Yongnian glanced at the incense table, smiled, and nodded, saying, "What would City Lord Mo like to hear?"
Mo Yunzhao held the wine glass and gently swirled it, causing the delicious wine to ripple slightly.
"Let's play some sexy songs."
Ling Yongnian stared at Mo Yunzhao in disbelief. "What did you say?"
Mo Yunzhao, holding a wine glass, stood up and walked gracefully to Ling Yongnian.
Then, she gently lifted Ling Yongnian's chin with her wine glass, lowered her eyes, and blinked softly, exuding charm yet also domineering aura.
"Aren't the entertainers on the boat just singing erotic songs? Does Young Master Ling think this city lord can't afford to pay for them?"
Is this the male prostitute he used for street singing?
Ling Yongnian's face changed, "I didn't..."
Before he could finish speaking, he was splashed in the face.
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