Why was it that such a carefree and lofty feeling could appear on a woman? Why was it that even though she had an ordinary appearance, his gaze was uncontrollably attracted to her?
Li Yunqing took out her jasper flute and started to sing along with Murong Qiqi. Shangguan Wuji also hummed softly and clapped his hands to the beat. Even Bai Mufei couldn't help but cheer.
"Slut!" Long Zhe Yu'er cursed softly when she saw Bai Mufei's expression. "She actually knows how to seduce men!"
What Long Zhe Yu'er wanted to say was also what Murong Xinlian was thinking. Murong Qinglian nodded at the side. "I really didn't know that Third Sister had such an ability. I still have to learn from her. Second Sister, look at your Highness. He has also been charmed by Third Sister! "
Murong Qinglian's words were extremely unpleasant. When Murong Xinlian heard it, she glared at her fiercely.
"Aiyo, Second Sister, why are you glaring at me? If you want to glare at someone, stare at Third Sister! She is the focus of all men's attention! " Murong Qinglian sneered and met Murong Xinlian's murderous gaze. "If you have the time, you might as well think about how to make your Highness happy!"
Although Duanmu Yiyi hated Murong Qiqi, she couldn't help but admire Murong Qiqi for being able to compose such a song. In terms of talent, she couldn't compare to Murong Qiqi. However, she still didn't like Murong Qiqi. At least, when she saw the way Long Zhe Jingtian looked at Murong Qiqi, she felt resentment in her heart.
Bai Yiyue sighed softly when she felt the jealousy of these young ladies towards the woman at the bow of the ship. If it was possible, she hoped that Murong Qiqi would stay. Even if she married into the Bai Residence and became her sister-in-law, it wouldn't be bad. It was such a pity that such a clear and pure person had to marry into the north.
"Lalala —" Shangguan Wuji walked to the bow of the ship and sat beside Murong Qiqi. He clapped his hands on the deck and clapped to the beat. He started humming along with Murong Qiqi.
Murong Qiqi's voice sounded a little weak when she sang this song. With the addition of Shangguan Wuji's rough and high-pitched voice, it was a perfect match. Li Yunqing's flute also added a lot to the song.
"This song only exists in the heavens!" Bai Mufei looked at Murong Qiqi quietly. He seemed to be talking to himself, but also seemed to be talking to Longze Jingtian. "I have a feeling that Xiqi will eventually regret losing her."
Although Bai Mufei's voice was soft, it reached Longze Jingtian's ears clearly. Longze Jingtian was very familiar with Bai Mufei's abilities. Murong Qiqi was the first person who could make him praise her so profusely.
"Hahaha!" At the end of the song, Murong Qiqi burst into laughter. The woman's smile was like a flower, and her heroic spirit was shocking. Her entire body emitted confidence and pride, causing others to be unable to open their eyes.
Many years later, someone asked Longze Jingtian when he fell in love with Murong Qiqi.
After thinking for a long time, Ryuzawa Jingtian's memories returned to that day. On the ship, that woman stood at the bow of the ship, her black hair fluttering in the wind. It was at that moment that she entered his heart and became the dream that he pursued for his entire life. It was just that he didn't know it back then, so he missed it and regretted it for the rest of his life.
One wrong thought, and it would ruin his entire life.
On a small boat not far away, Mingyue Cheng held onto his fishing rod and quietly looked at the white-clothed girl at the bow of the ship. "Who is that woman?"
"Your Highness, she is Xiqi's newly conferred Sunshine Princess, Murong Qiqi. She is also the future Princess of Southern Lin."
"What a pity — —" Mingyue Cheng threw the fishing line in his hand into the water and covered his face with a veil, "Such a woman, such a state of mind, what a pity … …"
Mingyue Cheng suddenly laughed when he said "it's a pity." When had he become so sentimental? He had actually learned to sympathize with others.
"Your Highness, we will return to Southern Feng one day!" Fuller looked at his master and said with certainty.
"Return?" Mingyue Cheng's eyes turned from misty to firm. He had been a hostage in Xiqi for ten years, and he had almost forgotten how beautiful Southern Feng's mountains were and how sweet the water was. If Imperial Father really wanted to bring him back, Southern Feng would have sent people over.
That person in the palace probably wished for him to die here, so that no one would stop her son from becoming the Crown Prince. Otherwise, why would she let Helan Yu provoke Xiqi? It was just to annoy Xiqi and make his life difficult here.
"I heard that Imperial Noble Consort wants to send Second Royal Sister here for marriage … …"
"Yes. Mingyue Xin is already on her way. I heard that the person they want to marry is Prince Jing Longze Jingtian. Your Highness, what do you think? "
"What a good plan! They help Longze Jingtian seize the throne, and Longze Jingtian reciprocates by helping my younger brother become the Crown Prince. What a good plan! Fuller, ask someone to keep an eye on the movements of Southern Feng's diplomatic corps. I also want a list of all the members of Southern Feng's diplomatic corps. "
"Yes!" Fuller's back was bent, but his eyes were unusually shrewd. "Her Majesty sent a letter. His Majesty doesn't seem to be in good health. The imperial physician will treat him, and it should be within these two years — —"
Hearing Fuller's words, Mingyue Cheng slightly slanted the corner of his mouth. He raised his fishing rod and a lively red carp was hanging on the shiny hook, "Good luck!"
"Is His Highness the Crown Prince of Southern Feng on the boat? His Highness invites you aboard for a chat! "At this moment, the big boat approached, and someone shouted from the boat. Then, a rope ladder was put down.
"Your Highness — —" Fuller's voice revealed his worry.
"Fuller, I'm fine." Mingyue Cheng smiled, took off the veil on his head, and raised a pair of bright eyes, "It's me. So it's His Highness King Jing's pleasure boat!"
"Mingyue Cheng, he is the Crown Prince of Southern Feng Nation. He has been a hostage in Xiqi for ten years." After Mingyue Cheng boarded the boat, Shangguan Wuji introduced him to Murong Qiqi in a low voice.
Hostage? Crown Prince? Isn't he just a prisoner … … Murong Qiqi thoughtfully looked at Mingyue Cheng.
He wore a pair of wooden clogs and was barefooted. He wore a simple purple robe that was casually tied with a knot, revealing a bronze-colored chest. A wine gourd hung at his waist.
A silver-purple hairband simply tied up his thick black hair. A pair of unrestrained eyes lightly swept across the crowd. When he saw Murong Qiqi, he nodded slightly at her as a greeting, and finally stopped on Longze Jingtian.
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