My lady, something is wrong

Chapter 404 The Lady on the Boat
The breeze is gentle and the blue waves are rippling.

A beautifully decorated painting boat full of lanterns is parked among the lush green lotus and red lotus root in a lake.

The sound of the piano on the boat is melodious, the singing is melodious, the singing and laughing are very lively.

The lobby on the first floor was full of guests.

On the stage, there is a woman with an enchanting figure, wearing neon clothes and feather clothes, dancing around.

However, the guests in the hall all looked at the girl behind the bead curtain, who was sitting in front of the table and playing the piano with her head bowed.

Behind the bead curtain, the girl was hazy and couldn't see clearly, but it made many men fascinated and couldn't take their eyes off it.

Just a song and dance.

A girl in a light yellow dress walked onto the stage and spoke with a smile on her face.

It turns out that a poetry meeting is being held on this painting boat today.

The seats in the lobby are all talented scholars and beauties from Kyoto and all over the country.

at the same time.

A small boat approached the boat.

The guard standing at the railing of the painting boat immediately noticed the boat. Seeing that the boat did not leave, but was slowly approaching the painting boat, he hurriedly shouted: "What are you doing?"

The boatman who was punting the boat turned his head and said, "Guests, this boat belongs to Miss Tang. Miss Tang is holding a poetry meeting on it today. You don't have invitations, so you can't just go up there."

Nangong Meijiao walked out of the canopy, stood on the bow of the boat with a cold and proud face, looked at the boat ahead and said, "Who is Miss Tang?"

The boatman quickly replied: "It is said that the family is a high-ranking official. Miss Tang's painting boats often swim on the West Lake and the Jingwei River, so we all know each other. I don't know the specific situation."

Nangong Meijiao ordered: "Keep approaching, ignore him."

Seeing her full of vigor, the boatman didn't dare to say any more, so he had to support the penny and continue to let the boat approach slowly.

The few guards on the boat wanted to yell at them, but the girl standing at the bow was dressed luxuriously, had an extraordinary temperament, and her appearance and figure were impeccable, even the oiran on the boat was not inferior to her. Less, so I dare not be careless.

Several people looked at each other and whispered, "Could it be Miss's friend?"

Just as he was about to call the maid not far away to inform the young lady, one of the guards suddenly pointed to the boat and said, "I know that young master, last time the young lady personally invited him to board the boat."

"Really? Did you see clearly?"

"I see clearly, that young man is very handsome, he seems to be a master. At that time, he brought a few beautiful family members on board, and I was very impressed."

"That should be invited by the young lady. Even if the young lady didn't invite him, it doesn't matter. If the young lady finds out, she will definitely let him aboard. Let's go, let's go and meet him, otherwise the ship's side is too high, they... Huh?"

A few people were going to meet her, when they suddenly saw the girl with a beautiful appearance and a good body, jumping lightly, directly onto the side of the boat from the small boat, and she was very stable after landing.

"That woman is a warrior."

Several people stopped in their tracks.

One of them hastily said: "It's better to inform the young lady, you guys watch, I'll go back as soon as I go."

"it is good."

In gatherings of literati, warriors are most taboo.

If the martial artist suddenly wants to hurt someone, it will be troublesome.

They can't afford any talented person to make a mistake.

Nangong Meijiao jumped onto the big boat, turned around, looked down at someone standing on the bow of the small boat and said, "Want to come up?"

Luo Qingzhou stood at the bow of the boat and said, "Think."

The corner of Nangong Meijiao's mouth curled up slightly: "It's called Sister Jiao."

Luo Qingzhou said: "Isn't she called the Cinderella?"

Nangong Meijiao's face darkened: "Don't mention these four words in front of outsiders!"

Then he added another sentence: "Lime is a hidden weapon, how can others know?"

Luo Qingzhou said: "Isn't it because of shame?"

Nangong Meijiao stared: "What did you say? Try saying it again?"

Luo Qingzhou stretched out his hand and said, "Sister Jiao, pull me."

Nangong Meijiao looked at him coldly, and said sarcastically: "If you have the backbone, you can continue to be mean."

Luo Qingzhou said: "I have no backbone, sister Jiao, pull me up quickly."

Seeing those guards coming, Nangong Meijiao let out a cold snort, stretched out her hand to pull him, suddenly withdrew her hand, took out a purple handkerchief from her body, wrapped it around her hand, Fang stretched out her hand again and said: "Hold on."

Luo Qingzhou grabbed her hand.

With big hands holding small hands, you can feel the warmth of each other's skin even through a silky handkerchief.

Nangong Meijiao paused, staring into his eyes for a few seconds, Fang Meng pulled him up with force.

Luo Qingzhou landed next to her, staggered and almost fell.

"Fool."

Nangong Meijiao sneered, unwrapped the handkerchief wrapped in her hand, held it between her two slender fingers, and asked: "Do you want this handkerchief, or I will throw it away if you don't want it, I'm sure I won't if you touch it. More."

Luo Qingzhou glanced at it and said, "Throw it away, I'm not a woman, why do I need a handkerchief?"

Nangong Meijiao was still holding the handkerchief between her two jade fingers, staring at him coldly, neither speaking nor throwing it away.

The uncle who was punting on the small boat stopped the boat, looked up at the girl's handkerchief fluttering in the breeze, and seeing that she hadn't thrown it away, he couldn't help but said: "Miss, can you throw the handkerchief away?" Give it to the little one, take the little one back and use it for my mother-in-law and daughter."

"roll."

Nangong Meijiao glanced at him coldly.

"okay!"

Without any hesitation, the uncle immediately punted away and left without turning his head.

"Then... I still want it."

Luo Qingzhou stretched out his hand.

Nangong Meijiao sneered: "It's so reluctant, I'd better throw it away."

He said throw it away, but he didn't let go of his fingers.

Luo Qingzhou glanced at the expression on her face, reached out his hand decisively, snatched it away, and said, "Throw it away as a waste, use it for me."

Nangong Meijiao narrowed her eyes: "How do you use it?"

Luo Qingzhou stuffed his handkerchief into his bosom, and said, "My stomach often hurts, and I can help you when I go to the latrine next time."

Nangong Meijiao clenched her fist.

At this time, a woman's surprised voice suddenly came from behind: "Mr. Luo, it really is you!"

Nangong Meijiao turned around and looked.

A woman in a light yellow dress came over with a smile and surprise on her face, and said, "I forgot to leave your address last time, and I thought I would never see you again. Please come in, sir."

When Luo Qingzhou saw the person coming, he was stunned for a moment, then cupped his hands and said, "It turned out to be Miss Tang's boat. I just passed by in a small boat and heard that this painting boat was quite lively, so I wanted to come up to have a look, but I didn't expect to meet To Miss Tang."

Tang Yan'er smiled and said: "It's really a coincidence, it shows that the little girl and Mr. Luo are still very destined."

She still had a lot to say, but when she saw the girl next to the boy, she seemed to have a bad face, so she quickly smiled and said, "Mr. Luo, this is..."

Luo Qingzhou said: "My lady."

Tang Yan'er was stunned for a moment, and said, "Master Luo is not into..."

She immediately stopped talking, and said with a smile: "Oh, please come in and talk, both of you."

Luo Qingzhou explained: "My lady's surname is Gong. After I came to Kyoto, I taught at her house. Today's weather is good, so I specially accompanied her to the West Lake."

Tang Yan'er smiled and said: "So that's the case. The palace lady looks like a lady from a wealthy family, I wonder which family it is from?"

She thought about it carefully, and the Gong family in the inner city didn't seem to have heard of it.

Could it be from the outer city?

Nangong Meijiao said indifferently: "It's a small family, it's not worth mentioning."

Seeing that she seemed unwilling to speak, Tang Yan'er smiled, and without further questioning, she led the two of them into the lobby and chose an empty seat.

The maid immediately brought snacks and tea.

Tang Yan'er smiled and said: "Young Master Luo, what a coincidence, we are holding a poetry meeting, and the title of the poem has just come out, do you want to join, Young Master Luo?"

Luo Qingzhou said: "Just sit down and watch the excitement for a while."

Tang Yan'er took a deep look at him, and said, "Mr. Luo, Miss Huayue is here today. Miss Huayue liked the two poems written by Mr. Luo last time. Especially the last one left by Mr. Luo. The song for Miss Huayue [The bright moon is born on the sea, the end of the world is at this time], Miss Huayue likes it very much, and keeps it close to her body. If Miss Huayue knows that the son is here today, she will be very happy. The title of the poem just now, It was also written by Miss Huayue, if you can compose a song, you must be able to secretly surprise Miss Huayue."

When Luo Qingzhou was about to speak, the foot under the table was suddenly stepped on by another foot, and it was crushed hard. He hurriedly said: "Miss Tang, I'm really sorry, I don't have any inspiration right now, so I really can't do it." come out."

Tang Yan'er said: "My lord, you haven't heard the title of the poem yet, so how do you know you can't write it?"

Luo Qingzhou glanced at the opposite side, and when he didn't know how to answer, Nangong Meijiao suddenly said: "What poem title? I usually like poems, maybe I can help him write one."

Tang Yan'er glanced at her in surprise, and said with a smile: "The title of the poem is [Autumn], autumn in autumn, there is no limit to poems and songs, and the palace girl can try it."

As he spoke, he asked the servant girl to bring a pen and ink and put it on the table.

Luo Qingzhou said: "Then Miss Tang, go ahead and let my lady think for a while, and I'll help her grind ink later."

Tang Yan'er smiled and said: "Okay, after the palace lady finishes writing, you can hand it over to the maid. If you two have any needs, you can also tell the maid directly."

After finishing speaking, he took his maid and said goodbye and left.

Luo Qingzhou suddenly felt the foot under the table stepping on his foot, squeezed harder, and quickly explained: "The last time we came to Kyoto, we took Miss Tang's boat. At that time, my mother-in-law, Miss Tang and the others were all there, and that’s when Miss Tang and I met. At that time, there was a poetry meeting on board, and Miss Tang didn’t accept our boat fare. I was embarrassed, so I wrote two poems and kept them. Me and Tang The girl does not have any ambiguous relationship, and I have not had any contact with her since that day. The reason why I came here today was only occasionally because I wanted to swim in the West Lake. I can swear that it was definitely not because I knew in advance that she was holding a poetry meeting here I just came here. You heard what she said just now, we just met by chance..."

Nangong Meijiao was sitting opposite, with a pretty face that was as delicate as a flower, she stepped on his foot under the table, listened to his explanation repeatedly, looked at him quietly, after he finished explaining, Fang raised her eyebrows and said: "What are you talking about?" Why do I explain so much? Does it have anything to do with me?"

Luo Qingzhou said: "Aren't I afraid that you will misunderstand and then go back and talk nonsense with the second lady?"

Nangong Meijiao sneered, "Do I look like someone with a long tongue?"

Luo Qingzhou took a look at her pink mouth, and was about to nod when her foot suddenly hurt, so she had to pick up the ink stick, grind the ink and said: "Princess, write poetry quickly, I'll grind the ink for you."

Nangong Meijiao glared at him and said: "Be careful that the wall has ears, call me Miss."

"Oh, miss."

Luo Qingzhou doesn't care.

Nangong Meijiao pretended to pick up the pen, dipped in the ink, frowned and thought seriously.

Luo Qingzhou couldn't help but said: "Miss, can you let go of your feet?"

Nangong Meijiao raised her head and said, "What kind of feet? Can you please stop disturbing Miss Ben's thinking?"

Luo Qingzhou didn't speak any more, he raised his other foot, stretched it under her skirt, and stepped on her other foot as well.

Nangong Meijiao froze for a moment, then raised her head to look at him, paused, and said coldly: "Looking for death?"

Luo Qingzhou said: "What's wrong?"

Nangong Meijiao squinted her eyes and said, "Get your stinky feet away?"

Luo Qingzhou looked puzzled and said: "What feet? Miss, please write poetry quickly, the maids are already collecting papers."

Nangong Meijiao looked up, and the two maids were indeed collecting papers.

She quickly lowered her head and thought hard.

Under the table, the two people overlapped their feet, stepped on one each, and did not move.

Nangong Meijiao suddenly looked at him and said, "You read, I will write."

Luo Qingzhou: "???"

Nangong Meijiao suddenly exerted force on both feet, one foot against his foot and the other against the ground, and said: "Do you want to read?"

Luo Qingzhou nodded and said, "Read."

Nangong Meijiao immediately dipped in the ink again, staring at the rice paper in front of her, her two little ears pricked up.

"Miss, do you want poems or words?"

Luo Qingzhou asked suddenly.

Nangong Meijiao thought for a while and said, "Ci, I like Ci."

Luo Qingzhou pondered for a while, and said, "Okay."

After finishing speaking, he read directly: "The blue sky, the lotus leaf field, the autumn colors are rolling, and the cold smoke is green on the waves..."

Nangong Meijiao wrote vigorously, writing in one go, and when Luo Qingzhou read the last sentence, she didn't finish writing.

When the little maid who collected the scroll came over, she gave a "cough cough", dipped in the ink, and wrote the last sentence seriously, then picked up the rice paper, dried the ink on it, and seriously looked it over.

The little servant girl came over to take a look, and said with a smile: "The girl hasn't signed yet."

Nangong Meijiao woke up with a start, quickly put the rice paper on the table, picked up the pen again, thought for a while, and wrote her name: "Gong Meijiao."

The little maid took the rice paper and retreated respectfully.

In the wing behind the stage.

Tang Yan'er was talking to Huayue who was cleaning the xylophone.

She didn't immediately tell Huayue Luo the news that Mr. Luo had just boarded the boat, she decided to surprise the girl later.

Tang Yan'er said a few more words before leaving the door.

After the door was closed, Huayue stood up suddenly, bowed to the maid in green who was packing books at the table, and said, "Miss, why are you here? What happened at the bottom of the lake?"

The maid in Tsing Yi picked up a book, opened it and looked at it, her dark pupils suddenly turned scarlet, and she said calmly: "It's okay, I'm coming up to see someone."

(End of this chapter)