"Foolish. Thinking of you so much, I write this poem with great pain. Lost in the dust, the cold night, the empty branches."
"Sir, my name is Han Shuying, from Xuanyi Valley. It's been two months since we last met on the pleasure boat. Do you know that I've been waiting for you here every day?"
Ever since hearing the breathtaking "Flowing Clouds" by Dongyang Lake during the Mid-Autumn Festival, Han Shuying has been obsessed with the player. Consequently, she no longer traveled with the miraculous artist, but instead waited for Ouyang Yuming by the lake every evening. Her efforts paid off, and two months later, on the fifteenth night of the lunar month, she finally found Ouyang Yuming in the pavilion by the lake.
Xuanyi Valley?
Ouyang Yuming was quite shocked when he heard this. He didn't expect that he would meet someone from Xuanyi Valley just by leaving the palace, and the other party's surname was Han.
According to the emperor, the master of Xuanyi Valley is a woman named Han Shuying.
Could this be the person?
"Thank you for your concern, young lady. I am just a poor man who has been tortured by my stepfather. I am not worthy of your favor." Ouyang Yuming lowered his eyes slightly, spoke nonsense, and pretended to be melancholy.
At that time, although Ouyang Yuming had already given birth to the eldest princess, Nalan Junxue, his figure was still very good, and he didn't look like a married man at all. Ouyang Yuming, dressed in casual clothes instead of palace attire, still exuded a sense of nobility.
Although the noble temperament of the person in front of her seemed a little inconsistent with the otherworldly piano music she heard at the beginning, Han Shuying did not realize that she had mixed up the person because she had indeed seen with her own eyes that the person sitting next to the zither was him.
"Young Master is truly a man of divine appearance, so it's no surprise that he is envied by villains. I have a packet of medicinal powder here. If someone bullies you, you can put this powder in their food or drinking water. Don't worry, you won't die, you will just become mute." Han Shuying then handed a packet of "Unfaithful Powder" to Ouyang Yuming.
Han Shuying and Ouyang Yuming chatted for a long time in the pavilion, with Ouyang Yuming occasionally showing Han Shuying a look of touching admiration. Han Shuying already admired the man who could play the heavenly sound of "Flowing Clouds", and coupled with Ouyang Yuming's delicate appearance and handsome face, Han Shuying fell even more in love with him.
"Mr. Ouyang, I will be returning to Xuanyi Valley at the end of this month. If you are also interested in me, let's meet at the pavilion of Dongyang Lake on the evening of the 25th!" Han Shuying said reluctantly when leaving.
Ouyang Yuming only looked at Han Shuying with a shy smile and remained silent. Only after Han Shuying's back completely disappeared did he put away the fake smile on his face. Although the status of the Valley Master of Xuanyi Valley was also good, Ouyang Yuming was even more eager to aspire to the most honorable position for men in Laifeng Country.
"Mr. Ouyang, why did you give Valley Master Han an aphrodisiac?" Ouyang Yuming's personal servant was very puzzled.
At that time, Nalan Yunzhi had just ascended the throne not long ago, and the ceremony of Feng Lingyan's coronation was held at the same time as his ascension to the throne. Ouyang Yuming was just a fifth-rank attendant of Nalan Yunzhi at that time.
"hehe……"
"Even though Han Shuying is the head of Xuanyi Valley, she still has to be my subordinate. She's not on guard against me at all! I just gave her the hallucinogenic, colorless, and odorless Western Region Hehuan Powder. If I don't make Han Shuying feel guilty about me, how can she be so devoted to me in the future?"
Ouyang Yuming had a faint sneer on his lips, but as he looked at Han Shuying's departing back, countless calculating lights flashed in his eyes.
After Han Shuying said goodbye to Ouyang Yuming, she left the town and headed towards Zhongbei Mountain. Han Shuying, who was drugged, was already in a trance by the time she realized something was wrong.
"Mr. Ouyang?"
Han Shuying, stumbling with heat, suddenly spotted a graceful figure in white standing in front of a thatched cottage at the foot of Zhongbei Mountain. Under the bright moonlight, the man, with flowing hair and flowing clothes, was unparalleled in his handsomeness, his aura of pure elegance and refinement. Han Shuying inexplicably recalled the heavenly song "Flowing Clouds."
However, when Han Shuying got closer to Long Yitian, Long Yitian's handsome face suddenly turned into Ouyang Yuming in Han Shuying's eyes.
"Master Ouyang, you...are you waiting for me here specially because you can't bear to leave me?"
Han Shuying narrowed her narrow almond-shaped eyes and looked at the motionless Ouyang Yuming, who seemed to be smiling shyly at her.
"Master Ouyang, I had no idea that such beautiful and moving heavenly music existed in this world. Ever since I heard you play a piece, Shuying has been deeply in love with you."
Han Shuying raised her bare hand and gently stroked Long Yitian's face. The slightly cool touch made Han Shuying, who was taking the Western Region Hehuan Powder, feel comfortable all over. Then she became more and more uncontrollable and wanted to possess the man she loved.
"Where did this slut come from? Take your hands away right now!"
After being pressed on several acupoints by Ouyang Feng, Long Yitian was unable to speak or move, and could only angrily denounce the woman in front of him for her frivolous behavior towards him in his heart.
"Mr. Ouyang~"
Han Shuying was no longer satisfied with simply caressing Long Yitian's face. She then put her arms around Long Yitian's neck, kissed his eyebrows, kissed his face, and finally kissed him fiercely on the lips...
Long Yitian, his heart broken, tears trickled down his cheeks. However, this was only the beginning of his nightmare. After being kissed by Han Shuying for a quarter of an hour, Long Yitian suddenly felt himself light and airy. Then, Han Shuying carried him around the waist and carried him to the bamboo bed in the thatched cottage.
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