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Chapter 8. The Assassin on the Boat

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    The green willows are shaded, the stream is gurgling, the spring breeze is blowing, and the tulle is light.

    Chuyao tapped her toes lightly, leaned back her slender waist, hanging down to her heels like a waterfall of blue silk, forming an arched arc, and raised her sleeves, rippling out a long wave.

    ?Suddenly, the toes twirled, the sleeves fluttered, the black hair fluttered in the air, and the poplar flowers fell one after another. The scene was picturesque and beautiful.

    After a few turns, he gathered his sleeves and settled down, took the hot tea offered by Liu Shu, took a sip, put it down, and raised the corners of his lips slightly: "Mr. Luo, aren't you tired from standing there for a long time?"

    As soon as she finished speaking, she saw a young man in a blue brocade robe calmly walking out from the shade of a tree. He was slender and luxurious, and the person who came was Luo Shuyan.

    "Your dance skills have improved again. If you didn't hide just now, how could you see such a graceful dance?" Luo Shuyan raised his eyebrows and smiled, then turned his head slightly, and said to the shade of the tree: "Look, Rong Shao is so intoxicated  Forgot to come out."

    When Chuyao heard what he said, she turned around and looked at him. She thought it was only Luo Shuyan, but she didn't expect Rong Shaoyang to be there.

    Rong Shaoyang was dressed in white, and his tall and thin figure conveyed an ethereal implication. He slowly walked out from under the shade of a tree, the poplar flowers were falling, the breeze was blowing, and the sleeves of his clothes were fluttering gently, like Gao Hua's exiled fairy in the painting  , not stained with dust, first came to the mortal world.

    "I made you two laugh." Chu Yao nodded slightly, apparently after seeing Rong Shaoyang, his attitude changed.

    "It's because we disturbed Miss Song's elegance." Rong Shaoyang smiled slightly: "I wonder if brother Luo and I are lucky enough to appreciate the second half of the dance."

    Chuyao's dance was originally performed yesterday after listening to Rong Shaoyang's xiao sound, and she kept thinking about the rhythm fragments in her mind, and she danced naturally, but yesterday the xiao sound stopped in the middle, where did she get the second half of the dance.  Yirong Shaoyang's mind is clever, she doesn't believe he can't see the melody of this dance.

    "Chuyao hasn't finished this dance yet, please don't be offended." Raising her eyelashes slightly, a pair of beautiful eyes looking forward to look at Rong Shaoyang generously.

    Luo Shuyan felt that there was something wrong with the atmosphere, but he couldn't say anything. Chuyao and Rong Shaoyang supposedly didn't know each other, so why at this moment did he feel that it was difficult for him to get involved.

    "The spring is just right today, why don't you go out for a cruise, Rong Shao, what do you think of Chuyao?" Luo Shuyan stepped forward and took two steps, inadvertently looking at Rong Shaoyang from Chuyao.

    "Mr. Luo has a request, how dare you refuse." Chu Yao's eyebrows were slightly lowered, his eyes were downcast and he smiled.

    The Song family is a family of martial arts. Although she was raised in a deep boudoir, she is different from the ordinary Miss Jiao of a wealthy family.  Almost courtesy.

    Seeing that Chuyao had agreed, Luo Shuyan turned his head to look at Rong Shaoyang. After getting along with him for a day, he naturally admired Rong Shaoyang's dignity and character, and wanted to have a deep friendship with him, but at this moment, he vaguely hoped that he would not agree.

    "It's better to be respectful than to obey your orders." Rong Shaoyang smiled with a thin lip, and his dark eyes glowed faintly.

    ? Fengzhou is located in the southeast and has many rivers.  In March of Yangchun, the green willows are shady, the blue waves are clear, and the catkins are flying to attract the eyes.

    The so-called money can pass through the gods, the river was chaotic and noisy, Luo Shuyan just ordered the servants, when they arrived, it would be very clean, a red-top carved boat was tied to the river bank, floating with the blue waves.

    Rong Shaoyang boarded the boat first, and Chuyao followed. When he stepped on the board, the boat shook slightly, and Chuyao was unstable. Rong Shaoyang gave him a hand, and said, "Be careful."

    Chu Yao withdrew his arm, at this time Luo Shuyan also boarded the boat, and the boat gradually sailed away from the shore.

    The hull of the boat is quite large, and there is a square table for four people in the cabin, on which delicious food and wine have been prepared, Luo Shuyan led them to a seat, raised his glass and said with a smile: "Shu Yan is really lucky to be on the river with the two of you today.  , Do it first and respect it."

    Rong Shaoyang, Chuyao also raised his glass and drank it all.

    "Chuyao has always heard that Rong Shao is amazing, and he has the same rhythm of poetry. I don't know if I am lucky enough to listen to the son playing a song." She looked at the zither beside her with watery eyes.

    The sound of the flute from last night still lingers in her mind, the clear sound is breathtaking.  Rong Shaoyang became famous in his early years, and he was extremely mysterious, he hardly showed it in front of everyone, whether it was martial arts or intelligence, people in the world only passed it on by word of mouth, and no one could find out the root of it.

    "Rong Liu made a fool of himself." Rong Shaoyang cupped his hands and walked to the side of the zither.

    If the white clothes are plain, the black hair is tied up with a simple hosta, hanging down a little, the breeze blows the face, and the hair is slightly raised, with a natural and elegant charm.

    Rong Shaoyang lowered his head and looked down, raised his arm and plucked the strings, and a clear voice came out.  Seeing the excellent sound of the piano, he pursed his thin lips slightly, closed his eyes, and stroked the strings with his slender fingers.

      Chu Yao looked at Rong Shaoyang playing the piano and tuning it calmly, his eyes flickered slightly, his piano sound was distant and ethereal, like fog and wind, making people unable to grasp and understand, very much like the feeling he gave people.

    It is very similar to the sound of the flute last night, but it feels completely different, but it is not caused by the difference in instruments.

    this person

    Luo Shuyan looked sideways at Chuyao looking at Rong Shaoyang, frowning slightly, and then turned to look at Rong Shaoyang who was playing the piano.  At one glance, the eyes will seem to be attracted.

    In front of Rong Shaoyang, perhaps even the proud of heaven will be defeated by this kind of vibe.

    The sound of the piano is melodious, singing in harmony with the insects, drifting in the breeze, as if it is integrated with the heaven and the earth, suddenly the sound of the piano suddenly rises, Rong Shaoyang opens his eyes, and quickly moves his hands on the strings.

    With a "bang", the deck suddenly ruptured, and a masked man in black jumped out of it. Chuyao narrowed his eyes slightly as the gleaming knife flashed, and saw the man flying towards her, the sword was about to stab, but the blade  It suddenly cracked and fell on the table with a crackling sound.

    Luo Shuyan didn't know martial arts at all, and his mind was dizzy for no reason. Seeing that the man was about to stab Chuyao, he was horrified. Seeing that the assassin's blade broke suddenly, his eyes subconsciously turned to Rong Shaoyang who was still playing the piano.  The sound of the piano was getting faster and faster, and the assassin in black was about to slap Chuyao with his bare hands, but his throat suddenly burst into blood, and then his body twisted, and blood gushed out from several places all over his body.

    Originally thought that the matter would be settled in this way, which one jumped into a few assassins from outside the cabin, Luo Shuyan's mind was in chaos, his eyes became more and more unable to hold, and he fell on the table.

    Chuyao was a little better, she couldn't move her body, her mind was still clear, she fell on the deck, half closed her eyes, and saw the assassins who approached her suddenly die, while Rong Shaoyang still played the piano without moving a bit, and gradually slowed down.  I couldn't hold it any longer, and before I fainted, I saw the figure in white walking in front of me, and then there was darkness.

    Opening her eyes again, it was dusk, Liu Shu twisted a towel and wiped her forehead.

    "Miss, you're awake." Liu Shu looked at her happily.

    "Where are Rong Shao and Mr. Luo?" Chu Yao stood up, still feeling weak.

    "Mr. Luo is seriously poisoned and is still in a coma. Mr. Rong went to study the antidote with the doctor." Liu Shu brought a cup of hot water for her to drink: "But miss, don't worry, Mr. Rong seems to be sure of detoxification."

    It turned out that she was not only drugged, but also poisoned. It seemed that someone wanted to kill her.

    Chuyao was still thinking about it, Rong Shaoyang came in with the medicine in his hand on a tray, Liu Shu stepped forward to take it, and Rong Shaoyang stood aside.

    After feeding the medicine, Liu Shu saw that Rong Shaoyang was still standing aside, so she withdrew the medicine bowl.

    Rong Shaoyang took out a gold leaf from his sleeve, handed it to Chuyao, and smiled warmly: "You know who it is."

    Chuyao took the gold leaf, on which was the logo of the Song family bank. This kind of gold leaf is a souvenir that the Song family bestows on big households every year. It is not uncommon, but not many. There are only about twenty people who can get this kind of leaf.  People, she doesn't have to rule out, and she knows who will do it.

    "Thank you Rong Shao for saving me." Chuyao held the golden leaf tightly, lowered her eyes and nodded, "Chuyao, can I ask Rong Shao for another favor?"

    "I don't know anything, Miss Song is very self-cultivated." After Rong Shaoyang said this, he turned and left. His white clothes passed over the threshold and disappeared into the crack of the door.

    With his words, Chuyao felt relieved. Since Rong Shaoyang didn't know what to say, he naturally wouldn't reveal about the golden leaf.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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