Su Qingqiu smiled indifferently, his eyes fixed on the country boy.
The freckled girl's face turned pale and blue when she heard this, and she became more and more confused.
According to Su Qingqiu's words, "it should be so", it means that love should be a two-way journey, and it should not be initiated entirely by Jiang Zhige alone.
Could it be that our own Emperor Han Ge really fell in love with a mortal boy?
He showed no reluctance when they parted, was it because he was confident that his status as an emperor would allow him to easily find Jiang Zhige's location?
"My Lord, I beg you to take back your order!"
"With your status, why on earth would you want to get involved with a mortal boy?"
As a personal maid who had followed Su Qingqiu for many years, the freckled girl could not understand or accept that Su Qingqiu was involved with a mortal boy.
Su Qingqiu looked confused and murmured, "Wanxia, I actually don't know why I want to get along with this boy."
On the other side, Jiang Zhige was also quite confused and pondered secretly.
“It felt like we had known each other for a long time.”
"That's not right. If I have to say, it should be love at first sight."
After reaching this conclusion, Jiang Zhige was stunned at first, then he shook his head and laughed.
Why would someone like him fall in love at first sight with the simple girl transformed by Su Qingqiu?
"Love at first sight?"
When Wanxia heard Su Qingqiu's answer, she was so frightened that she lost her voice, her face full of disbelief.
What kind of person is her own emperor? If an ordinary man dares to have the slightest blasphemous intention, she will raise her hand and kill him. Now she actually said that she fell in love with a country boy at first sight? Although she couldn't believe it, Wanxia did see different emotions in Su Qingqiu's eyes.
Otherwise, in the past, if Wanxia, a maid, dared to disobey Su Qingqiu's decision twice, she would not only incur his anger, but at least be punished slightly.
Three days later, Luoqi City, East Lake.
Jiang Zhige transformed himself into Jiang Xiaofeng, dressed up a little, and arrived at the houseboat on time to keep the appointment.
As soon as he arrived at the lake, he found Su Xiaoxiao in the crowd at a glance.
At this moment, she was wearing a blue and white Qianyun Liuxian dress, with her hair tied in a beautiful bun, and was quietly gazing at the lake view illuminated by lights.
Jiang Zhige was stunned. He knew very well that the other person was Su Qingqiu's transformed appearance, and knew that it was a rather mediocre appearance, but for some reason he felt that it was very beautiful, so beautiful that it was beyond description.
Su Xiaoxiao seemed to notice Jiang Zhige's gaze, turned around and pretended to be displeased and said: "Xiaofeng, you are late!"
"Sorry, something happened at home and delayed me for some time."
Jiang Zhige couldn't help but feel ashamed. In order to avoid being late, he had specially found out the starting time of the pleasure boat parade. It was definitely not that he was late, but that Su Xiaoxiao came too early.
"I forgive you today. Come with me now, or it will be too late."
Su Xiaoxiao didn't ask too many questions. She took Jiang Zhige's hand and ran into the houseboat.
Jiang Zhige was slightly stunned and could only run with Su Xiaoxiao.
In the past, because of Nangong Rou and Mo Ziyan, he was very resistant to having contact with other women. But today, when Su Xiaoxiao held his hand, he felt his heart pounding.
Inside the painted boat, people were drinking and chatting, laughing and chatting, and most of them were accompanied by talented men and beautiful women.
Su Xiaoxiao didn't seem to have any intention of drinking, and she pulled Jiang Zhige to the side of the boat to enjoy the evening lake view.
Jiang Zhige looked at the beautiful lake scenery and couldn't help feeling a little emotional.
River lanterns float on the lake and the night sky is filled with prayer lanterns, making Dongpan Lake look like daytime, so beautiful that it is breathtaking.
Looking at the lakeside again, many men and women are standing hand in hand or whispering to each other, adding a sense of mystery to the beautiful scenery of East Lake.
“It’s been a long time since I’ve been able to quietly enjoy the scenery.”
Jiang Zhige had spent most of his thousand years of life fighting and killing. Since parting with Mo Ziyan, it seemed like this was the first time he could have such peace.
“I seem to be too.”
Su Xiaoxiao looked at the beautiful scenery, her eyes a little dazed for a moment.
After three rounds of drinking, in order to make the beautiful woman smile, the talented men in the boat started to compose poems to suit the occasion.
Some praise the scenery, which attracts many compliments, while some praise people, which brings laughter from beautiful women.
Su Xiaoxiao came back to her senses after hearing the voice, looked at Jiang Zhige and said with a smile: "Xiaofeng, others are writing poems, do you want to write one too?"
She said so, but in fact it was just a casual question and she didn't think Jiang Xiaofeng had the literary talent to write poetry.
Jiang Zhige nodded and fell into deep thought, as if pondering over a line of poetry.
Su Xiaoxiao couldn't help but smile, thinking that Jiang Zhige was hiding his embarrassment. Just as she wanted to change the subject, a noise suddenly came from the sky.
Hearing the sound, they both looked over and saw colorful fireworks coming into view.
It is colorful, bright and dazzling, worthy of being called fire trees and silver flowers.
Jiang Zhige was in a trance and couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.
It was not until he noticed Su Xiaoman's face beside him that he reacted and murmured, "Looking back at the fading world, I see the fireworks and think of my love. If the fireworks dissipate into smoke, what will love be like flowing water?"
"Water flows through the stream, wind blows through the valley,
Sand Manchuria, birds perch on trees.
Butterflies love flowers, people miss the past. "
Su Xiaoxiao came back to her senses after hearing this and looked at Jiang Zhige in surprise.
The poem compares love to fireworks, gorgeous and stunning, but fireworks are short-lived and eventually dissipate into smoke.
If love also fades away and eventually comes to an end, what will it be? Perhaps it is like water flowing through a stream and people remembering their past.
Su Xiaoxiao blinked and asked, "Xiaofeng, tell me the truth, this poem belongs to someone else, right?"
In her impression, Jiang Zhige was just a country boy, how could he have the talent to write poetry? Jiang Zhige couldn't help laughing and shook his head, saying, "No, I just wrote it because I was inspired."
Su Xiaoxiao did not ask any more questions. She turned her head to look at the lake view and said with a smile, "Xiaofeng, there will be no end. If love is like flowing water, then my love is like the long river of time, which will never stop and will never end."
Inside the Zhengyang Temple, Nangong Rou and Mo Ziyan both felt a tremor in their hearts.
In Su Xiaoxiao's memory, the so-called love is like fireworks is just a few ordinary lines of poetry, but in their eyes, it has a deeper meaning.
"The emperor and his beautiful lady were enjoying the scenery together, but he composed a poem lamenting the fleeting nature of love. It seems that he was thinking of Fairy Nangong and Fairy Ziyan."
"Yes, love is like flowing water. He has been separated from the two fairies for too long. Even if he clears up the misunderstanding and recognizes them, he is not confident that the two fairies still love him deeply."
Everyone in the hall also guessed Jiang Zhige's mood and expressed their feelings.
"Therefore"
"Are we already considered as old friends in his heart?"
Nangong Rou and Mo Ziyan had tears in their eyes and almost cried out loud again.
After the pleasure boat parade ended, Jiang Zhige and Su Xiaoxiao were about to say goodbye when Wanxia suddenly came over.
Wanxia looked extremely solemn. She ignored Jiang Zhige and ran to Su Xiaoxiao and whispered something in her ear.