Inner city of Tokyo, Zhen'anfang, Tianxianglou.
Li Shishi had just finished bathing and was wearing a single garment with a belt around her waist, which made her waist look extremely slender. Her hair was still wet, and her maid Ying'er was wiping it for her.
"Miss, did you have any good news when you saw them today?" Ying'er asked softly, her hands moving just as gently.
"Li Gang wants to protect the Song Dynasty, while the prodigal prime minister Li Bangyan wants to destroy the Song Dynasty. Li Changzhou says he wants to go to West Lake in Lin'an for a spring outing."
"Spring outing at West Lake?"
"Who knows what he's thinking?" Li Shishi rested her head on her right hand, tilting it slightly to reveal a glimpse of her snow-white left shoulder.
“If Daojun hadn’t been instigated by Lin Lingsu of Shangqing Palace to suppress Buddhism and get caught up in the conflict between Taoism and Buddhism, how could the Great Song Dynasty have suffered this calamity, and Daojun wouldn’t have been absent for so long.” Ying’er said, her hands stopping their movements.
Feeling agitated, Li Shishi closed her eyes weakly and said softly, "You may leave."
"Miss, your hair is still—"
"Go down." Li Shishi's voice was still gentle, but Ying'er dared not argue anymore.
"yes."
Ying'er withdrew, and Li Shishi closed her eyes and rested for a while, trying not to think about anything.
After a long while, she stood up and walked to the zither. The zither was dark and antique, and it was the Snake-Tail Zither, a supreme musical treasure in the palace, that Emperor Huizong of Song had given to her.
Beside the snake-foot zither lay a copy of "Treatise on Tea of the Daguan Era," its paper, materials, binding, and illustrations all of superior quality and exquisite. But what truly made it so prestigious was the imperial seal that was stamped on it.
Li Shishi gently stroked the "Treatise on Tea of the Daguan Era" with her delicate hand, then sat down and placed her hands on the strings of her zither.
Surrounded by Emperor Huizong's belongings, Zhou Bangyan was the image that kept popping into her mind.
But she didn't even dare to play his lyrics and music.
With her hands plucking the strings, she softly sang: "I stand leaning against the high tower, the wind is gentle, I gaze into the distance and spring sorrow rises silently on the horizon."
Liu Yong's "Phoenix Perching on the Wutong Tree" is sung in a gentle and graceful style, expressing deep emotions. While singing it, she gazed intently at the sky outside the window.
"Does the young lady also suffer from longing?"
The sudden sound from behind made Li Shishi tense up. She pressed down on the strings of her zither and laughed, "A song from the music academy is nothing more than a song."
Li Changzhou walked out with a composed gait, his sleeves fluttering.
He walked past Li Shishi, came to the window, looked down at Tokyo, and sighed: "In less than a year, this prosperity will be destroyed. Even a rat can be sold for more than ten coins. The emperor will be captured, the concubines and palace maids will be humiliated, and your mission will be accomplished."
"Does the city lord support Li Bangyan?" Li Shishi asked curiously.
Li Changzhou shook his head: "I lost interest in these things a long time ago."
"Then what brings the city lord to my humble abode?"
Li Changzhou turned around, staring at Li Shishi with a half-smile: "You should know better than I do."
Li Shishi remained silent for a moment, then slowly stood up and walked towards the ebony wooden table.
Li Changzhou was on high alert, his Five Elements True Blade poised to strike, with Emotional Control, Dragon Subduing Tiger, and Houyi Shooting the Sun Fist as backup plans, and Hungry Ghost Path and Giant Kun as defenses.
This thunderous strike was enough to destroy Tokyo...
Li Shishi walked to the ebony wooden table, turned her back to Li Changzhou, untied her skirt, and lay down on the table.
"..."
What is this? Li Changzhou was caught off guard when he saw Li Shishi's long, fair legs.
Was the murderous aura I sensed from her earlier because of this? Did the former city lord of the City That Never Sleeps force himself on her?
Not hearing Li Changzhou's footsteps, Li Shishi lifted the hem of her top again, revealing her slender waist and round hips.
Li Changzhou was about to leave when Yang Qinglan happened to sense his presence through their bond of life and death. After he responded, he was teleported to her.
East China Sea.
Li Changzhou stood on a mountain, surrounded by mountains. Between the mountains were stone steps, caves, pavilions, and ancient pines. Cranes soared among the clouds and mist, and occasionally dragons could be seen playing.
Upon closer inspection, these mountains are clearly islands.
“This is Gushe Mountain,” Yang Qinglan said.
Li Changzhou looked up and saw an apricot tree overhead. Yang Qinglan sat on a branch, smiling at him.
She wore a white silk dress with a white bodice embroidered with apricots on the chest, her breasts were full and round, and she had a beauty like a fairy.
Li Changzhou's heart pounded. He laughed and said, "Then I've met the Goddess of Gusha?"
Yang Qinglan smiled and gracefully descended.
Before she even landed, Li Changzhou reached out and caught her, carrying her in a princess carry in his arms.
"Once she's in my hands, even the goddess of Mount Gusha will become my wife," he laughed.
Yang Qinglan hooked one arm around his neck and tucked a stray hair behind her ear with the other: "I thought..." she paused deliberately, "...that you were going to give me a security check."
Memories flooded back, and Li Changzhou stared into Yang Qinglan's eyes, his smile slowly fading, his breathing becoming heavy.
The snow mountain water bottle in the backpack compartment was taken away and then put back in.
Li Changzhou sighed.
"Qianxia?" Yang Qinglan tilted her head and asked.
"Um."
"Never mind her."
"Instead of ignoring her, you should marry me sooner rather than later. That way, she'll avoid me on her own." Li Changzhou put her down.
"Hmm—I'll think about it."
"What's there to consider?"
Xu Kong opened his eyes, and Li Qianxia's furtive voice came from the other side: "Er Gou, Er Gou, this is a beautiful woman, please respond."
“Wait here for me, I’m going to kill her,” Li Changzhou said to Yang Qinglan.
“I’ll go with you.” Yang Qinglan took his hand.
Feeling the warmth and softness in their hands, the two looked at each other and smiled slightly.
Li Qianxia is one of the immortals in the West Lake Mountains. She entered the game and had just opened her eyes when she was in a meeting discussing the war between Buddhism and Taoism. She only returned to her cave now.
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