The little Marquis’ favorite: Madam, she is the richest in the world

At the end of April in the south of the Yangtze River, the climate is quite warm and suitable. It is even a little hot at noon when the sun is at its best.

Jiangnan has no shortage of literati and poets, so naturally there is no shortage of poetry circles with various poetic and artistic qualities.

Meng Xian's attainments in literature were not very deep. Although she read a lot of books, she was not good at connecting poems and writing lyrics, so she did not participate in poetry club activities;

However, the ladies' tea party on the boat not far from the poetry club was more to her liking.

Jiangnan, a fertile land with outstanding people and places, has no shortage of delicate and graceful beauties. At worst, these ladies are from wealthy businessmen, and their families have hired wives who have taken great pains to train them.

Therefore, these girls have been laughing and having fun together since childhood, and their relationship is very good. There has never been any ridicule or frame-up due to jealousy and secret hatred.

To put it bluntly, they are all a group of simple and kind-hearted little girls who are well cared for by their families. Each has its own temperament and character, and each has its own character and arrogance.

They may be harmonious but different, but they never feel resentful.

Therefore, Meng Xian likes to participate in similar activities. Several of her daughters' families gather together to talk about interesting anecdotes, talk about the female flower arrangers, and study piano, chess, calligraphy and painting together.

At this time of year, the climate in Jiangnan is already a bit hot, so the women's clothes have also changed from the previous satin embroidered skirts to light gauze and thin clothes.

The finest smoked soft gauze is as thin as cicada wings, and when made into a dress, it feels more light and elegant when worn on the body, like a fairy concubine.

Almost all the ladies in the painting studio are dressed like this; the atmosphere in the south of the Yangtze River is open, and the requirements for women are far less rigid than those in the capital city, so there are these beautiful and beautiful beauties from the water town.

Meng Wan, sisters Xie Lanyi and Lan Xin were all in the painting cabin. In this way, there were no outsiders around. Everyone was chatting and laughing, and the guests were enjoying themselves.

When talking about being happy, someone took advantage of the instruments nearby to play music, and then several cheerful girls danced to the music, and for a while it was a different scene.

Those who knew her well knew that Meng Xian had learned dance skills for many years, and they all started making noises, asking Miss Meng to show her skills to everyone.

Meng Xian was never shy and did not shy away from the situation. Who would have expected that the people behind her were more anxious than she was. Even before she put down the fan in her hand, she was pushed to the front by a few heckles.

She thought for a moment, then slowly took a few steps back, her steps paused slightly, and in an instant she had turned around. Her soft and graceful body swayed with the rhythm, as graceful as a startling giant, as graceful as a swimming dragon;

At this moment, the music suddenly changed from slow to fast. The woman used her right foot as the axis, gently relaxed her long sleeves of soft gauze, and her delicate body rotated faster and faster.

The woman's slender waist is as soft as willow, and her fair face has no powder on it, but it is enough to attract people's attention.

Amid the unfinished expressions of everyone, this casual but stunning dance came to an end quietly.

The painting cabin was covered with curtains on all sides, so many people in other cabins were lucky enough to see the scene just now.

The people on the cruise today were just young men and girls from the Jiangnan families. They were all familiar with each other, and Meng Xian didn't pay much attention to them.

Returning to her seat, Meng Xian picked up a glass of fruit wine to moisten her throat. She was about to say something to Meng Wan, but she always felt that a dark gaze was staring at her.

Meng Xian inadvertently raised his eyes and stared at them subconsciously, but unexpectedly, he happened to meet a pair of starry eyes as deep as an ancient pool.

On the cabin opposite the painting cabin where she was, there was a pair of sharp and deep black eyes, their eyes full of darkness.

Meng Xian opened her mouth half-open and froze on the spot.

Yes……

Is she out of her mind? How could someone who should be in the capital appear here?

Meng Xian rubbed her eyes, calmed down and looked carefully. Even if the curtains on the other party's boat had dropped when she looked again, she was still sure that the person on the boat was undoubtedly Jiang Heng.

Why is he here?

……and many more,

Then didn't he see all the way she danced just now?

In an instant, an inexplicable sense of shame arose from the bottom of my heart, and then spread to the whole body, making my toes feel embarrassed and at a loss as to what to do.

But embarrassment was one thing, she was more curious.

Why is this guy here, how did he get here, when, and why is he also in the painting cabin?

Meng Wan noticed that she looked strange and asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

Meng Xian: "Sister, am I dazzled? Why do I feel like I saw that guy Jiang Heng?"

Meng Wan was startled when he heard this, then looked out and said, "Since they are so far apart, maybe you have mistaken the person because they have similar body shapes."

"Impossible. That guy Jiang Heng, I have never seen many people in the world with a similar figure to him."

This is by no means a boast by Meng Xian or a sign that beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Among all the children of aristocratic families and generals in the capital, Jiang Heng's height and slender figure are considered to be outstanding;

In addition, although he is young, it is probably due to his military career. He has a strong body, steady steps, and a majestic aura that is not angry and self-respecting. Based on this alone, Jiangnan cannot be similar to him enough to make her Misidentified people.

Just when Meng Xian became more and more curious and puzzled, and Meng Wan began to murmur in her heart after what she said, the painting boat suddenly approached their location.

Meng Wan pointed at the approaching cabin, "Look, look, are they here to find you?"

They hadn't seen each other for nearly four months, and now that the person she had longed for day and night was right in front of her, Meng Xian actually didn't dare to get close.

Meng Wan glanced at her doubtfully, "What are you doing so stupidly?"

The other girls in the painting cabin also heard something at this moment, and all of them had gossipy and joking expressions on their faces. They all heard that Meng Xian had a lover in the capital, and they were naturally very curious.

Meng Xian followed suit and approached the bow of the ship, her eyes fixed on the painting cabin opposite, which was about to collide with the bow of their ship.

Just when the two painting cabins seemed about to collide, at the critical moment, the other's ship made a clever maneuver to avoid the collision between the two ships.

While everyone took a breath, they suddenly saw a black shadow flashing past as fast as the wind, followed by a woman's exclamation. Meng Xian on the bow was nowhere to be found, and the painting cabin that suddenly appeared suddenly accelerated, and instead Go to Yangchang.

The girls were all frightened by this scene, thinking they had encountered some river bandits, but Meng Wan was surprisingly calm.

"Don't worry, it's not someone else. Xianxiao will be fine."

With her words, the others relaxed.

This nobleman from the capital is truly extraordinary.

How could the reunion with my sweetheart become like a robbery by bandits?