Volume 3: Can You Hold On? Chapter 9: Spring Night

  Finally, the fear of grandfather overcame appetite, and the water surface gradually calmed down. The mouth was still muttering: Are people really so delicious? Is it even better than buns?

  The taste of the baozi I ate last time still seems to be lingering in my mouth, anyway it's better than fish.

  The boat sailed all day and arrived at night.

  On the chilly spring evening, the first dinner was set up in the cabin. They sat separately, with a somewhat ancient style, and the main seat naturally belonged to Miss Cai Feng, the owner of this painted barge.

  The boat was fully equipped, with only eight or nine sailors on board, as well as some young servants and singing girls. The best ingredients were used to make the best dishes, which were served by waitresses in light clothing. Everyone took their seats, but the main seat was still empty. Xu Xian and Pan Yu sat together at one table, while Jin Shengjie and Xia Ziqi shared another table. These two tables were closest to the main seat.

  Cai Feng has yet to arrive, and this dish cannot be eaten, nor can the wine be drunk. They could only taste some melons and fruits, and everyone was getting anxious in their hearts.

  A clear and cold sound of the zither string, like water. Everyone was stunned for a moment, then concentrated on listening. The sound of the zither came from behind the screen of the main seat, faint at first, with only a few strings ringing out, bringing out a sense of elegance. This zither sound did not seem to come from a songstress, but rather from a recluse who had returned to a mountain spring, leisurely tuning his zither to amuse himself, without any melody, just the voice of his heart.

  Pan Yu listened and smiled slightly. Is this a declaration of one's ambition? Not loving the mundane world, yet being misled by past experiences. But such a melody is ultimately not suitable for such a gathering.

  As soon as the thought arose, the sound of the guqin began to change, and the melody gradually took shape. "Flowing Water" was born. Everyone in the room had heard this ancient tune before, but whoever listened to it felt that Cai Feng's guqin sound was unusually different. It was obviously the score of "Flowing Water", but it was subtly different from the original, with a unique charm that was hard to put into words.

  Pan Yu is also impressed, the ancient melody has its own unique style, good at improvisation, but only knows how to paint a horse without becoming one. Painting a snake and adding feet. However, in Cai Feng's improvisation, not only does it not damage the original song's demeanor, but it can also express his own voice. Such piano skills have already reached the realm of transformation, revealing one's own craftsmanship.

  The melody changed from slow to fast, from light to heavy, gradually becoming urgent but not chaotic, a joyful atmosphere was born with the music. If the previous melody made people hold their breath and listen carefully, then at this moment, the melody made people want to dance with joy. The phone watched and visited, followed by happy songs.

  Pan Yuzan sighed in admiration, this was indeed a fitting accompaniment. Although the sound of the qin was not as good as before, it was undoubtedly more suitable for the current scene, and it couldn't be said to be bad, but rather more praiseworthy.

  A tranquil heart, an extraordinary skill, and a sentiment that responds to the scene. Without seeing the person, their appearance has already been fully revealed. This is not a songstress, but rather a wise elder who understands the world and human emotions, playing the zither to reminisce about past lives.

  The music stopped, and the crowd was still dazed as if in a dream. Several maidservants came forward to remove the screen, and Cai Feng walked out from behind with a gentle smile. Her phoenix hairpin and long skirt were exquisite, her eyebrows and eyes like a painting. A thin smile played on her lips, but there was no hint of flattery. Instead, she seemed like a phoenix accepting the homage of a hundred birds, majestic and noble.

  A slender and elegant gaze, a glance. Everyone was in her eyes, but only on Pan Yu's body did she pause for a moment, saying: "You're late. Caifeng, drink this cup as an apology." After finishing speaking, she raised her head and drained the wine from the cup, revealing her white and slender neck, watching as her throat moved, the wine had already entered her belly. Caifeng's clothes were extremely luxurious, but even in this movement, she didn't reveal any suggestive parts.

  But everyone's eyes involuntarily fell on her white neck, and some couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva. The only ones in the hall who could maintain their normal state were Jin Shengjie, Ning Caichen, Pan Yu, and Xu Xian. Jin Shengjie was an old hand at romance, Ning Caichen had a virtuous wife at home, Pan Yu was a woman herself, and Xu Xian... Ah? Xu Xian also couldn't help but take two more glances.

  Then he felt a pain in his waist, turned his head to see Pan Yu's face as usual, seemingly not her doing. Xu Xian knew she had martial arts skills, and her hands were as fast as lightning. Moreover, with such a large table, who else could it be besides her? He was resentful in his heart: You're getting in the way! Thinking so, Xu Xian also stretched out his hand, not taking revenge wasn't his style.

  Pan Yu had just seen his "dazed" look, felt annoyed in her heart, and couldn't help but give him a little tap, only then did she feel relieved. Looking at his resentful expression, she was even more amused. It wasn't until he quietly stretched out his hand from under the table that she regretted it. A man's head and a woman's waist are both untouchable. How could he touch such a place? But with just this one table, it was hard to avoid, so she had no choice but to blush and let things happen as they would.

  Xu Xian's hand moved slowly and firmly, and when it touched Pan Yu's waist, even with her martial arts skills and self-control, she couldn't help but tremble slightly. With only two layers of thin clothing separating them, the clear sensation of his fingertips' temperature was transmitted, gently pinching a small part of her waist. She gritted her teeth, hoping he would quickly let go. Her face had already flushed red, fortunately not very noticeable in the dim light of the boat cabin.

  Xu Xian was stunned for a moment, and when his hand touched his waist, a soft and delicate feeling passed through his fingertips to the bottom of his heart. He wanted to exert some force, but his hands couldn't move. He was stunned again and reluctantly withdrew his hand, feeling unwell in his heart. He felt that Ming Yu was constantly luring himself into the abyss of glass, and he even suspected that if Ming Yu took the initiative to seduce him, wouldn't he have already fallen and become a little recipient? Of course, this imagination made his whole body feel cold just thinking about it.

  It was all over in an instant, and just as the colored phoenix cup fell, he raised his cup. Everyone else had something to say, but they were all raising their cups. Xu Xian also hurriedly raised his cup, drinking wine to ease the awkward atmosphere. Pan Yu secretly circulated her internal energy, causing the red glow on her face to fade away.

  The two of them couldn't help but avoid each other's gaze, and when they did meet, they immediately looked away. Xu Xian couldn't help but smile wryly in his heart, wondering why being friends with her was so difficult, as if they had some kind of illicit relationship.

  Hurry to shift your gaze, and the most eye-catching in the hall is none other than Cai Feng. After Xu Xian's trials on Bei Bei Mountain, he can finally look at Cai Feng with a admiring heart.

  Thinking about her behavior just now, this woman is indeed... thinking for a moment, couldn't think of suitable words, glanced at her plump chest, well, big-breasted and clever. The hall occasionally stole glances at Cai Feng's figure, but like him looking so "openly" was really rare, the accompanying Qing Luan fiercely stared at him, but Cai Feng seemed unaware, putting all her attention on Pan Yu.

  Jin Shengjie was even more displeased in his heart, not just because of Xu Xian's "open and honest" glance. But it was Cai Feng's performance today. Although the previous display had indeed brought the atmosphere of the banquet to a high point, he had never been like this when interacting with him. Jin Shengjie always felt that Cai Feng was only attracting someone's attention, and that person wasn't even himself, but Pan Yu sitting across from him. Her glances were often on his body, and even when drinking wine, she would accompany him to drink a cup.

  These days, he has spent countless amounts of money and recited dozens of poems. Cai Feng was extremely polite and courteous to him, but only extremely polite and courteous, without any further intimacy, and never mentioned the matter of redeeming herself. He had a reckless temperament, and one time when he got drunk and was about to overstep his bounds, he let Cai Feng's maid raise her eyebrows and glare at him, and then threw himself back into his own cabin.

  That Qing Luan servant girl is also a beauty, not inferior to Cai Feng. She lacks refinement and education, without the elegance of Cai Feng, but has her own unique charm. If I could have both of them, Qing Luan and Cai Feng together... Ah, even an old man like me can't help but feel excited at the thought of sharing a bed with them, embracing each other, and making love... Cough cough, even a playboy like Jin Er Gongzi would be smitten.

  Originally, it was just a matter of time, slowly simmering in a small pot. But unexpectedly, this Peacock is made of iron and stone. Didn't the Suzhou girl from Yangzhou also get both body and mind back when she entered the house? Now, the duck that had just started cooking is already about to fly away. He's not inexperienced in fighting for favor or using money for women, nor has he never thrown a punch. But this time, he lost confidence in himself; this opponent was too strong.

  In terms of family background, he is the son of Pan Wang, or the only child. Although the old man in his own home is formidable, he still lags behind. Moreover, Pan Yu must inherit the throne, and there is still an older brother above him. In terms of appearance, he is quite confident, and the four words "wind flow" are not all flattering words, but seeing Pan Yu only knows that men can grow up like this, probably Pan Yu just needs to hook his hand, what a chaste and virtuous woman will be willing to offer herself. It's really too difficult!

  Jin Shengjie felt even more distressed in his heart and drank with greater effort.

  Cai Feng was overjoyed, for the first time she had such a feeling when drinking with someone. Her smile was always unrecognizable to others. Pan Yu's face was close at hand, occasionally chatting and laughing with everyone, occasionally whispering to Xian, occasionally putting his gaze on her face and body, but all were admiring postures, without any hint of obscenity or vulgarity. Such a gaze made her feel a surge of heat in her heart.

  Originally, hosting such an occasion emphasizes fairness and impartiality, but today Cai Feng couldn't help but want to chat with Pan Yu for a few more sentences, neglecting others.

  Xu Xian watched from the side, feeling that something extremely dog-blooded was about to happen, and it would happen right between these two people. Looking at these two, a handsome man and a beautiful woman, if they were together, it would undoubtedly be a perfect picture, couldn't be more suitable.

  He drank a few more cups, feeling stifled in the cabin and tonight's practice hadn't been done yet. The dishes had already changed four times, these people probably wouldn't stop until late at night! He simply stood up to apologize and walked out. Pan Yu couldn't catch him and it wasn't good for her to follow him out, so she sighed silently and turned back to chat with the others. But compared to when he was by her side, even though he was just quietly listening, there was a little less heart movement and peace.

  Xu Xian walked out of the cabin and saw the silver moon like a hook, reflected in the river surface with the rippling water. At this time, it was still not as long as the Yangtze River, but only docked at Qiantang River. The two banks were quiet, without any human voice, occasionally there were one or two cries of startled birds breaking through the darkness. The hustle and bustle was left behind, but the silence at this moment made him feel more at ease. A warm spring night with wine, a cold river on a moonlit night, what a wonderful scene.

  "Who's there?" came a stern shout.

  Xu Xian only then noticed that the maid named Qing Luan was also on the deck, under the moonlight she wore a green dress, her face bearing a maturity that didn't belong to someone of her age. Perhaps because Miss temporarily didn't need her protection, the usual fierce and intimidating demeanor had been put down, and her face had added a few points of serenity and even melancholy. A beauty under the moonlight, this was indeed the scene at this moment. However, upon seeing Xu Xian, Qing Luan's face immediately turned cold, as if the expression from earlier was just an illusion on Xu Xian's part. Among the many maids serving in the cabin, she had hidden here to be alone, but didn't think that someone would come up at this time. According to her memory, at this time everyone should have been enchanted by Miss and their souls turned upside down, and even if they were beaten, they wouldn't leave.

  Xu Xian cupped his hands and said: "Oh, it's Miss Qing Luan, may I ask if there are any fishing gear on this boat?"

  "Do you want to go fishing?!" Qing Luan's face was incredulous, she had seen all sorts of strange people, but someone who wanted to fish on this pleasure boat was a first.

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