Chapter 2: The peerless beauty in the ancient painting, Yin Xing blushed...
The light was too dim, as if covered by a layer of dark yellow gauze, swaying and floating, making it difficult for Yin Xing to see the woman's face and expression, let alone her jokes.
However, Yin Xing saw that she had a slender figure and was dignified in her every move. Although she did not wear any gold, jade or jewelry, she could not hide her nobleness, so he thought she was not from an ordinary family.
Then she shouldn't be a vicious and scary bad person.
"Don't worry, I was very careful when I walked before and didn't damage any flowers or plants." Yin Xing calmed down, stepped carefully over the potted plants in the hall, and explained.
After he finished speaking, the woman did not respond. She continued to admire the beautiful flowers with her slender neck lowered. Her black hair was tied up in a bun, like misty moonlight and water splashes. She exuded a quiet and peaceful air, and even the flickering candlelight seemed unwilling to disturb her.
Yin Xing tiptoed closer, her curiosity growing. She greeted him eagerly, "My name is Yin Xing. What's your name, Xing among the stars in the sky?"
"At your age, don't you know that asking a woman's name is considered an act of a pervert?" The woman tilted her head slightly and looked at him. The mottled candlelight flowed through her eyes and was swallowed up in an instant. However, her words were still soft and gentle, as if she was not scolding or dissatisfied.
Yin Xing, who was supposed to respond, saw the woman's overly elegant and beautiful face, and his mind went blank. He stammered, "Oh, I'm sorry."
Although the lanterns in the house were dim, the woman's skin looked so white and radiant as pearls and jade that almost any other beautiful jade would pale in comparison.
But the woman's beautiful eyes seemed to be shrouded in mist and fog, ethereal and beautiful, making people want to see but unable to see clearly. It was fascinating, but people were too shy to look at her.
"Looking at each other in such an offensive way, there's absolutely no trace of guilt."
"Then I won't watch it. Don't be angry."
Yin Xing explained with a red face, and quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at the woman again. He almost forgot that he was now dressed as a young master with tied hair.
After he finished speaking, silence fell on the ground. Yin Xing looked at the corner of the water-blue skirt that was lowered in front of his eyes. He looked closely and found that the stitches were dense and delicate. Under the flickering candlelight, it was slightly shining with silver light, just like a handful of moonlight flowing by the lake. It was really luxurious and exquisitely made.
It seems that this woman is probably a noble lady from a wealthy family.
After a long while, Yin Xing didn't hear the other party speak, and couldn't guess what he was thinking. He hesitated and said, "I was being chased tonight, so I hid in a float and accidentally came here. Excuse me, is this the outskirts of the capital?"
Previously, when Yin Xing walked through the garden, he could hardly see the wall. It was all dense flowers and green space.
The capital city is full of crisscrossing streets and every inch of land is valuable, so it should be impossible to have such a large garden.
After she finished speaking, the woman replied calmly with a hint of helplessness: "The capital's gates are closed at this time, so this place is naturally inside the capital. You don't even know this, no wonder you're being chased and killed with blood all over your head."
"..." Yin Xing raised his hand and touched the gauze on his forehead, only to find that the previous collision was so painful that the wound was torn and bleeding.
Yin Xing raised his eyes slightly to look at the woman. Seeing that she didn't look angry, he relaxed and said with a smile, "Well, I forgot a lot of things because of my head injury, so I'm not very sensible. I hope you can be magnanimous and not be angry."
The woman looked at Yin Xing's fawning smile and chuckled thoughtfully, "I see. I thought all the young men in the capital were like you, enjoying wearing flowers in their hair and going on night visits to flirt with others."
After she finished speaking, Yin Xing saw the woman smile, which was more gentle than before. He didn't understand the meaning of her words at all, and just grinned. He glanced at the reflection on the glass wall and found that there were flower petals in his hair, which looked like a peacock spreading its tail, which was very funny.
Yin Xing looked embarrassed and stopped laughing.
"Since you got lost in the pursuit, leave now."
"But I can't find the way."
In fact, Yin Xing was worried that the bad guys might be lying in wait, so maybe he should hide and wait until daybreak to be safer.
However, the woman seemed unaware of the danger of being chased, so Yin Xing did not say much about the terrible bad guys to avoid disturbing her.
As he finished speaking, the sound of fluttering wings outside the house became noticeable, accompanied by a strange cry. Yin Xing asked timidly, "Was that a ghost just now?"
The woman looked outside and replied calmly, "Nothing, just some crows looking for food."
Under the moonlight, the garden is full of flowers and green land, and is tightly protected by layers of corridors. Countless flowers are planted in it, and the entire garden is located in the inner city area of the prosperous capital.
At this moment, corpses were lying among the outermost layer of flowers and trees. Crows were circling densely, swooping down to peck at the corpses, causing flesh and blood to splatter and drip onto the soil.
The only killer who still had some consciousness looked at the nine-headed phoenix pattern on the copper ring hanging between the crow's feet with despair, which was frightening.
In the entire dynasty, apart from the current queen, only Princess Zhanghua is qualified to use such a noble totem. Unexpectedly, she accidentally entered the private land of the emperor.
Crows swooped down and pecked at the killer's eyeballs. The darkness engulfed them, and only the fluttering of wings could be heard, which was terrifying.
The night wind was cool and the branches and leaves were swaying. Yin Xing followed the woman with a lantern in hand, not daring to be careless. His eyes swept across the dense flowers in the garden, always feeling that they were watching closely.
The moonlight tonight is too dim, so these wildly growing flowers look more like evil spirits with bared fangs and claws in the dark night, rustling in the wind, which scares Yin Xing's little heart so much that it starts pounding.
"Thank you for leading me out of here." Yin Xing tried to divert his attention so as not to scare himself to death.
"It's okay. I came here to enjoy the flowers tonight. It's just a stop on the way." The woman had a straight and graceful figure, walked neatly, and her aqua-blue skirt billowed like waves. She spoke appropriately and gently.
Yin Xingxin's followers walked through the corridors and courtyards and asked curiously, "But didn't you just enjoy the flowers?"
"This flower is not that flower. Here is a nearly century-old Jade Plate Nightshade. It blooms once every ten years, and it is blooming tonight."
"Then I'm here by chance, can you take a look?"
After saying that, Yin Xing felt a little abrupt again, and was annoyed that modern habits were difficult to change. Unexpectedly, he saw the woman nod, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The two of them walked to another empty pond garden. Yin Xing took off his outer robe, draped it on the stone steps beside the pond and called out, "Please come in."
The woman sat down gracefully, her eyes fixed on the distance. Yin Xing was also sitting nearby, but he couldn't see anything. He chatted casually, "I don't even know your name, so what should I call you?"
"Is that what you want to know?"
"think!"
The woman tilted her head slightly, her neck slender and straight, her demeanor pleasing to the eyes. Her beautiful eyes, like mist and rain, looked at him quietly, and her clear voice slowly said, "Xuan, my name is Yizhen."
Yin Xing felt awkward being stared at, secretly sighing that she was indeed a great beauty, whose lethality knew no gender. Trying her best to remain calm, she replied, "Your last name is so rare, but your first name is very nice."
"It seems that your headache is indeed very serious." Xuan Yizheng withdrew his gaze and felt quite bored.
Xuan is the surname of the royal family of the dynasty. Logically, no one should be unaware of it. Perhaps it was indeed an accident.
Hearing the sound, Yin Xing remembered that the wound on his forehead was bleeding and he thought he had scared her, so he hurriedly explained: "It's okay, I won't die from this injury. How about I call you Yizhen from now on?"
"No, you're being disrespectful."
"But I like calling you that, and it sounds very intimate."
Yin Xing felt that Xuan Yizhen was not a person who would lose his temper, so he no longer felt afraid as before and felt much more friendly towards him.
After he finished speaking, Xuan Yizheng looked at the person in front of him with an ignorant and fearless smile, turned his head away, and said nothing more.
This man had a serious head injury, but he actually felt kind to himself.
Seeing this, Yin Xing thought Xuan Yizhen agreed, and her smile became even brighter. She raised her hand to support her chin, and waited quietly with her for the night lily to bloom.
After a long while, Yin Xing felt drowsy. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of the vast dark pond in front of him. A ball of moonlight gradually emerged, and a cluster of flowers stretched out. He hurriedly called out, "Yizhen, look!"
In this empty green pond, huge and full moon-white nightshade flowers bloom quietly, shining brightly, and even the water reflects the silver-white light. No wonder it is called the Jade Plate Nightshade.
Feeling emotional, Yin Xing tilted his head to look at Xuan Yizhen, who was watching quietly. He saw that she looked calm, with a pair of soft, dark eyes that were empty and vague, but not full of joy. He couldn't help but call out in confusion, "Yizhen, aren't you happy?"
Xuan Yizhen stared at the blooming night-blooming cereus, his brows unperturbed, and replied calmly, "No."
The so-called spectacular sight of the night-blooming cereus that blooms once every ten years seems to be just like this, so boring.
Seeing that Xuan Yizheng responded without hesitation, Yin Xing did not ask any more questions. His eyes fell on her beautiful face, unable to take his gaze away, and he secretly sighed that she was so beautiful.
"What are you looking at me for?"
"Nothing, I just think Yizhen is more beautiful than the Epiphyllum. If I weren't being hunted, I might want to come to see you more often."
As she finished speaking, a look of inquiry slowly emerged in Xuan Yizhen's misty eyes, like a flickering fluorescent light emerging from a deep valley. Although faint, it added a unique charm to her already beautiful appearance. She asked, "Why do you want to come to me?"
Perhaps only the peerless beauties in ancient paintings can have such subtle yet vivid changes.
Yin Xing blushed a little when he saw this, and quickly looked away, collected his thoughts, and replied seriously: "I have been uneasy since I was injured, but when I am with you, my mood becomes very peaceful."
Maybe it’s because Xuan Yizheng has a very quiet and gentle personality.
"Why are you being hunted?"
"It's a long story. It's better if you don't know. Otherwise, you could easily be implicated in a capital crime."
After saying that, Yin Xing had no leisurely thoughts. He raised his eyes to look at the quiet and elegant Xuan Yizhen, and did not want to disturb her life as a noble lady who was enjoying a night out and appreciating flowers.
But the superficial smile in Xuan Yizhen's eyes suddenly disappeared, and he said calmly, "Don't move."
"What's the matter?" Yin Xing was stunned, a little dazed, looking at Xuan Yizheng, whose expression was unpredictable. His every frown and smile made people feel amazing.
Unexpectedly, a spot of red appeared in the field of vision of his right eye, and then Yin Xing felt the familiar dizziness and sighed to himself, "Oh no!"
It seems that I have exercised too much tonight!
On the stone steps beside the pool, the voices stopped abruptly, and the figure suddenly fell. Xuan Yizhen lowered his eyes in confusion, and only then did he notice the back of Yubai's hand was stained with dripping hot blood. His eyes fell on Yin Xing, who was unconscious with blood soaked through the gauze on his forehead. Finally, he stopped at the jade card beside him and said indifferently: "It seems that you will bring some interesting things. I will let you go this time."
The night wind caressed the flowers growing wildly in the garden. The secret guards stood still among them like the shadows of branches, and the cold sword flashed by silently.
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