Zuo Lingquan closed the door and came to the corridor on the side of the cruise ship to look at the night view of the Spring River.

The moon sets and the stars are sparse, and there are few lights along the river. Apart from the dark earth, there are not many things to see.

Because the wives were following, Zuo Lingquan didn't dare to go back and chat with the grandmother of the concubine, and blew the cold wind alone for a moment. He wanted to chat with Jiang Yi, who helped the concubine review the file, but heard a few conversations from the other side of the pleasure boat:

"Who is playing cotton?"

"Is there any?...It seems to be true, on Lingquan..."

...

Zuo Lingquan was stunned. After listening, he found that the tune of "Dang Dang~" was faintly echoed on the cruise ship.

He thought it was the musician on the pleasure boat playing music, but at this time he realized that the song was not very thoughtful.

Zuo Lingquan walked along the corridor along the sound of the song and came to Xie Qiutao's window. He looked up at the petite girl, lying on the teacup with her pipa in her arms, her feet swaying in the air, and her hands were plucking the strings of the pipa. The posture of playing the song could not be described as strange, but it was completely strange.

When she noticed someone passing by the window, Xie Qiutao quickly turned over and posed in an elegant posture that was still holding the pipa half-covered. After finding that it was Zuo Lingquan, she was shocked and breathed a sigh of relief, and she looked serious and started playing the pipa.

"Dangdangdangdang~"

Zuo Lingquan looked a little funny because they wanted to pretend not to be familiar with each other so as not to be suspicious of the Hou family. He did not take the initiative to say hello, but just stood in the veranda to look at the scenery.

Xie Qiutao poured a bottle of immortal drunkenness, and she was still dizzy. In addition, she was tied up by Shangguan Lingye and was a little bored, so she played the pipa by herself here.

Although she was a little angry at Shangguan Lingye's domineering behavior, Xie Qiutao had a good influence on Zuo Lingquan. If Shangguan Lingye had used it and wanted to treat her as an abandoned son, it was probably only Zuo Lingquan could protect her. Therefore, she played it quite sadly, and she had the meaning of "speaking love with songs" to sell her pitifulness.

Unfortunately, Zuo Lingquan and his martial arts were not good at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, so they could only listen to the sound, but could not understand Miss Xie's good intentions.

However, there were still people who knew the music on the cruise ship. After Zuo Lingquan stood for a moment, he heard footsteps sounding on the deck of the cruise ship, and a clear voice followed:

"The green forest leans against the mountains, the evening rain follows the clouds, and the beautiful man welcomes you to cross the east. The world changes its ways and talks about the hometown, but I see the old tree still. The peach blossoms fall, the lonely branches face the sea, where is the wanderer? I have been waiting for a hundred years but never returned, leaving only the broken temple and buried bones..."

Hou Guan's voice.

Xie Qiutao paused with a sound of the pipa, and his eyes looked a little surprised.

Zuo Lingquan was also quite surprised. In a blink of an eye, he saw Hou Guan walking out of the corner of the cruise ship, shaking his folding fan lightly, and saying:

"Miss Xie's song "Qingming Tune" is played seriously... Hey, fellow Taoist Zuo, are you here too?"

Hou Guan was originally going to get close to Xie Qiutao, who had great opportunities. In a blink of an eye, he saw a casual cultivator named "Zuo Lengganu" standing by the fence to enjoy the scenery. He paused, put away the scholar's style, raised his hand and greeted him.

Zuo Lingquan guessed Hou Guan’s intention. He stood far away and there was no need to avoid it. He took advantage of the situation and bowed:

"It's okay to go out to relax at night. Mr. Hou is so literary. This poem is quite popular, but it's a bit sad."

Hou Guan did not show any dissatisfaction when he was disturbed in front of the guest. He nodded to Xie Qiutao, who was watching the show in the room, walked to Zuo Lingquan and said:

"I am a practitioner like fellow Taoist Zuo, so how can I recite poems and essays? This poem was written by my ancestor, and it is in line with the artistic conception of Miss Xie's song. When I am excited, I recited it out, which makes fellow Taoist Zuo laugh."

Zuo Lingquan heard that it was written by the "Four Symbols God Hou" and said in surprise:

"I have long admired the name of the 'Four Symbols Divine Marquis'. I used to know that I was a master of the immortals, but I didn't expect that I was a master of both civil and military affairs. I was ignorant."

"It's not ignorant. My ancestor can recite poems and essays, but he never writes them. People outside really don't know this poem. I don't know how many years have you been writing this poem."

Xie Qiutao can play music and knows a little poetry. At this time, he leaned against the window and said curiously:

"This poem seems to be "The Fairy of Magpie Bridge". Could it be written by Lao Zu Hou to commemorate an old friend?"

Hou Guan originally wanted to tell Xie Qiutao a story and arouse the other party's interest, but unfortunately Zuo Lingquan was in front of him and he was not easy to chase others, so he could only continue:

"That's right. I heard from my elders that when the ancestor was traveling around, he met a woman on the beach in the north of Yingzhou. He was deceived by a heartless man and waited foolishly for more than 40 years. He waited for the rest of his life, which was very pitiful."

My daughter's family is soft-hearted, and she will be worried about the stories of such scumbags and fierce women. The same is true for Xie Qiutao. She frowned and said:

"What's the result? Your ancestor rescued the girl?"

Hou Guan shook his head and sighed: "How can outsiders help with this kind of thing? When the ancestor passed by again, the place became a 'fairy tomb'. Now there is a big peach tree growing there. If Miss Xie has time, I can take you over and see it. It's more than a thousand miles away, not too far."

"ah?"

Xie Qiutao felt that this story was not good at all, so she pursed her lips and said:

"What's the use of going to the grave? If you have the chance, you should capture the unfaithful man and slaughter him and buried him next to him."

Zuo Lingquan also felt that this should be the case, and he asked:

"What happened to the unfaithful man later?"

"Oh~ My daughter is pitiful, so she is in this place. She was deceived by the unfaithful man until she died. She didn't want to reveal her identity so that the man would suffer. If I know who it is, I will have to grab the guy with Miss Xie in the future and kowtow to atone for his sins..."

Hou Guan was sad for a moment. Seeing that Zuo Lingquan was not at all, he had no intention of leaving, so he could only give up his plan to get close to him. After saying a few words, he said goodbye first.

Xie Qiutao was really attracted by the story just now. After Hou Guan left, he thought for a while and said:

"Fellow Taoist Zuo, can you find that unfaithful man?"

The meaning of this is to ask Zuo Lingquan's relationship network is so powerful, can he find out who it is?

Zuo Lingquan also felt that the story was quite heartbreaking. He shook his head and said, "Please pay attention to it in the future. It sounds like it was a hundred years ago. I can't tell the truth. Miss Xie is going to rest early, and I'll go back to the room as well."

"oh."

Seeing this, Xie Qiutao didn't say much, and held the pipa and continued to play the cotton...——

Dangdangdangdangdang~

Zuo Lingquan listened to the out-of-tune pipa and returned to his room along the corridor. He thought about the story just now, but he didn't pay much attention to it and opened the door directly.

The lights were still on in the room, but Shangguan Lingye was not in the living room.

While Zuo Lingquan closed the door, he saw the lights in the bedroom were hazy and the red gauze curtains hang down, which made the large round bed, which was already full of charming atmosphere, a bit of ambiguousness.

The red palace shoes fell on the floor slightly casually, and there was a dress beside the bed. The formerly gorgeous and noble concubine supported her upper body with her elbows and her cheeks, lying in the middle of the large round bed.

The clothes on my body were changed into a red nightgown. The fabric was thin and silky, but not transparent, and it exuded a little smooth color under the glimmer of light.

The red nightgown fabric is extremely soft. With the movement of lying down, the fabric is naturally attached to the waist and back without any wrinkles. You can even faintly see the outline of the lace behind the carp in the flower; if the shoulders are cut into pieces, the lines between the waist will be flowing to the narrowest point, and suddenly become a big peach with a perfect curve.

Because the fabric is too soft, even if there is no deliberate action, it is just placed on the body, and there is still a faint concave line between the round peaches.

The most terrifying thing is that the concubine's back is facing the door, lying casually, with her calf bent and swaying in the air one after another, wearing black tulle stockings, her feet wrapped in black stockings, were arched slightly from time to time and stretched out.

The nightgown slipped to the corner of the legs, and seemed to be able to see something from the gap, but it seemed to be impossible to see anything.

(⊙﹏⊙)!!

Zuo Lingquan was caught off guard and saw such a seductive posture. Before his wife could notice it, she closed her right eye very quickly.

Maybe he found something was wrong with just closing his right eye, and he wanted to close his left eye, but before he could do it, the graceful beauty in the bedroom turned around.

Shangguan Lingye turned sideways and turned into a left arm supporting his upper body to lie on his side. His bulging clothes were tightly stretched, which made the curve of his waist and hips more graceful. She frowned slightly and asked:

"What are you looking at?"

"Forehead……"

Zuo Lingquan saw that there was a book spread out in front of Shangguan Lingye, and he should have been lying down to read the book.

Tuanzi also squatted on the book, covering her eyes with her wings strangely. When she found someone entering the house, she turned around:

"grumble?"

Zuo Lingquan quickly turned his eyes away and spread his hands awkwardly:

"Empress, why are you..."

Shangguan Lingye lowered his head and traced his body without missing anything, even his feet were wrapped tightly.

"What's wrong with me? When you go out and wander, I'm reading a book in the house, and I have to stand and sit. I'm pretending to be your Taoist partner, and you really treat me as a Taoist partner?"??

Zuo Lingquan felt that the grandmother of the concubine was seducing people, but he had no evidence, so he could only say:

"The Empress reads books as soon as she reads. Why did she take off her disguise? She even had a skirt..."

Shangguan Lingye raised his hand and gently hooked it, and his dress and makeup returned to his appearance as a female casual cultivator:

"I am a very skilled person in the palace. I lie in the house and feel comfortable. Is there any problem?"

"The Empress is so good at doing things. I know that I am in, why don't I put my clothes in advance..."

"I'm so fascinated by reading books. You know I'm in the house, why don't you knock on the door?"

“…”

Zuo Lingquan had nothing to say and nodded, "I offended you. Let's continue watching, I won't disturb you." Then he came to the tea case and sat down.

"Hmph~" Shangguan Lingye's jade finger moved slightly, and changed into a very homely outfit, and continued to lie down and read the book.

The bedroom where Zuo Lingquan sat, couldn't see the bedroom, and it was a little relaxed, but the shocking glance just now still couldn't get rid of it in my mind, and I even forgot the little stories I heard.

Just as he was about to meditate in a calm and meditate, he was trying to kill the boring time when Tuanzi suddenly flew out of the bedroom with his wings and landed directly on his knees.

"Jijijijijiji..."

The dumpling was a little excited, and kept gestured with his small wings and screaming, probably saying:

"Go and keep the nurse. She's crazy. She's watching the picture album of villains fighting. She just learned to draw the people on it, putting herself in a very strange position and hanging it on the rope, even more nervous than when her mother was alone in the house..."

Unfortunately, Zuo Lingquan couldn't understand what Tuanzi was saying at all. He thought Tuanzi didn't like to read as a companion, but he was quite doting and rubbed...—

No words all night.
To be continued...