The Fairy in Fast Time

At the beginning of the Chinese lanterns, a round of bright moon hangs high above the floating boats in the lake.

The fragrance of wine is indiscriminate, the fragrance of flowers is ten miles, the night is like splashed ink, and it flows silently on the bustling Qingcheng Long Street, but there is an endless stream of pedestrians, and the shouts of street vendors come and go, gathering in Qingcheng every corner of the

This is the bustling night scene belonging to the prosperous age.

The evening wind passes through the long street, blows up the attic standing at the end, and wraps around the carved red tiles of the three-story attic. You can still see the big red lanterns on the raised eaves as if carrying the noise from the museum. The four corners trembled slightly, and the moonlight brought endless temptation and enchantment to the plaques scattered with red letters on a black background——

Nanfeng Building.

The guests come and go, drink and drink, talk softly, and have a spring night.

A man in a light red tulle was standing lazily in front of the window on the second floor. He raised his hand to brush his black hair hanging down to his chest, revealing his beautiful collarbone.

[System: Welcome to the world of "His Husband", also known as "The Black Lotus in the Prosperous Age". The background characters and other information have been sent to your mind, please pay attention to check. 】

[World background - superficial ancient times: Four countries coexist in this world, Heli in the east, Zhaohua in the west, Tianyin in the south, and barbarians in the north. The country where the host is currently located is Tianyin. PS. Among the four kingdoms, Tianyin is the most powerful, followed by Heli, Zhaohua (female venerable), and barbarians. 】

[The protagonist of the world—Jun Ziqing (Western Zhaohua)]

[World plot - please host to explore by himself. 】

[Host identity - Wen Han (Boss of Nanfeng Building)]

[Main plot - please host to explore by himself. 】

[Sub-plot - please host to explore by himself. 】

Wen Han looked at the crescent moon in the night sky, and remained silent for a long, long time.

Wen Han: Tell me, why I have to figure out even the plot of the world this time :)

[System: Because of love. 】

Wen Han: What the hell is the female figure in the brackets :)

Now, the system pretended to be dead for a while, and then said slowly: Life is short, enjoy yourself while you can.

Wen Han flicked his sleeves and turned around and sat on the carved wooden chair. At this moment, he really wanted to tear the system out of the dimensional space and step on it a few times.

After Wen Han took several sips of herbal tea and calmed down, he realized another problem.

Wen Han: Nanfenglou, a brothel?

[System: Yes. 】

[System: Don't worry, you are still innocent, the brothel is just your family business. 】

Wen Han pressed his temples with a headache, and said: Are the parents of the original body still alive?

[System: Well, it's gone. 】

[System: Oh yes, you still have an additional task to complete in this world. 】

Wen Han's eyelids twitched, and he asked as calmly as possible: What?

[System: You have to learn this lightness kung fu cheat book within three years. 】

As soon as the system finished speaking, a dark blue book appeared in front of Wen Han, with the words "Floating Shadow Step" written squarely on the cover.

Wen Han was suddenly excited, and he couldn't wait to turn the first page.

10 minutes later--

The man in the dark red tulle closed the book in his hand expressionlessly and threw it aside.

Wen Han: I think I may have learned fake Chinese back then.

【system:……】

Wen Han: I know every word in this book, but when they are combined into a sentence, I just want to say what is this, what is this, what is this :)

Wen Han: I feel like I have become illiterate.

[System: Brother, the organization is optimistic about you :)]

Just when Wen Han was worried, the door was knocked lightly three times.

"Come in." Wen Han whispered.

"Lord." A soft voice sounded, and a sixteen or seventeen-year-old woman walked in Ping Ping Tingting, her eyes flickering and her gaze glowing brightly.

[System: Your personal maid, Tsing Yi. 】

Wen Han nodded slightly.

Tsing Yi moved lightly with lotus steps, saluted Wen Han respectfully, and said with a slight smile: "Today is the annual Lantern Festival, it's very lively outside, may the host go out and have a look?"

Hearing this, Wen Han thought about it for a moment, then agreed.

Anyway, he couldn't think of anything he could do for a while.

Moreover, I don't know what's going on with his man now, and Wen Han is really worried about the female figure in the brackets.

Mom sells batches, maybe it's what he thinks...

What men are in charge of the inside and women are in charge of the outside?

Damn, think carefully and fear.

***

The moon and stars are sparse, and the evening wind blows everywhere.

The green and soft willow branches hang down on the lake surface, creating circles of ripples that continue to expand. From time to time, dragonflies lightly touch the water surface, and then perch quietly on the white stalks.

The clear fragrance of flowers inadvertently reduces the scorching heat of the summer night.

"My lord, it's very late, we should go back." A tall woman whispered to the man standing by the lake.

At this time, there was a cool wind gently blowing the hem of his white clothes, and three thousand black hairs were as long as his thighs, draping softly over the white robe with silver patterns.

But seeing the man's brows as light as ink, his lips covered by a white veil are reddish, his eyes as black as lacquer seem to be condensed with a mist that has not dispersed for a long time, the long black hair scattered behind him is swept away by the wind , Misty like ink smoke surging.

"Tian Yin is really different from our Zhaohua..." Jun Ziqing said softly.

Kong Chen smiled dumbly when he heard the words, and said: "Every country has its own customs, madam is still waiting for you to bring young madam home."

Jun Ziqing couldn't help but pause when he heard this, his eyes gradually became deep, so deep that it was suffocating.

"It would be great if you can find a wife master who is as powerful as your wife." Kong Chen said gently, the high tail of the horse swaying in the wind.

Hearing this, Jun Ziqing slightly closed his eyelids and raised his lips to smile, with a gentle and elegant attitude.

As the saying goes, Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

"There's a painting boat over there, let's take it back." Jun Ziqing said, and took the lead to walk to the pier not far away.

"Yes." Kong Chen looked at Jun Ziqing's slender back and replied in a low voice, but there was a little helplessness in his eyes.

Her son has been familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics since he was a child, and he is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and his embroidery skills are even more exquisite.

Obviously there are not a few people who come to propose marriage, but none of the young masters are interested.

It is said that women should marry when they are in college, and men should marry when they are in college. Her son is 23 this year, but he still doesn't have a sweetheart. This is really...

After Kong Chen booked the whole boat, she protected Jun Ziqing and sat in the innermost part.

The man wearing a white veil looked at the sparkling water through the window of the boat. Countless river lights emitting soft light floated silently, as if stars from the sky had fallen into the lake.

On the other side of the lake, the lights are dim and life is noisy.

Wen Han leaned over and gently placed the lotus lantern in his hand on the water, letting it flow to the distance with the current.

He straightened up and looked at the painting boat that was sailing this way, Wen Han's hand inadvertently touched a hard object on his waist.

Looking down, he found that it was a snow-white jade Xiao.

Wen Han: The original owner can also play the flute?

[System: No, the original owner used it for decoration. 】

The corner of Wen Han's mouth couldn't help twitching, thinking that there are still people who would use Xiao Lai as an ornament.

Taking it out and playing with it in his hand, Wen Han leaned against a thick tree, lowered his eyes and pressed Yu Xiao to his lips to try out a few sounds.

[System: Hey, can you play? 】

Wen Han: After the college entrance examination, I studied for a while.

As he spoke, he lightly pressed his slender, white fingers on Yu Xiao's holes, and his fingertips slid through Yu Xiao's sixth and seventh holes. The quiet Xiao sound sounded intermittently, and then gradually became smoother.

Jun Ziqing, who was leaning against the window, slowly sat up straight. He listened carefully to the sound of the flute coming from the other side of the lake, tapping his fingertips on his thighs.

"Kong Chen, bring my qin." Jun Ziqing said softly.

So, Kong Chen took down the guqin that had been carried behind his back and handed it to him.

At this time, the painting boat had stopped in front of the pier opposite the lake.

Wen Han's fingers deftly brushed over the hole in the jade Xiao, and a stream of mountain and stream poured out.

At this time, the sound of guqin came from the boat, as if trying to catch up with Xiao Sheng's rhythm.

Wen Han raised his eyes to look at the gorgeous painting boat, his hands kept moving, and the tunes he played became more and more twists and turns.

And Jun Ziqing's fingers trembling slightly as he played the qin, the light and delicate sound of the qin poured out from his fingertips.

Gradually, Xiao Sheng moved among the ethereal piano sounds, entangled with each other.

The ensemble of qin and Xiao makes people feel as if they have seen the scenery of high mountains and waterfalls, and the spring water flying back in between.

The song is over.

Wen Han put Xiao down silently, breathing a little short of breath.

Wen Han: Okay, I'm so tired.

[System: You are too imaginary...]

Wen Han: Playing the flute is also a waste of energy, okay? :)

[System: For some reason, such an elegant performance comes out of your mouth, but it tastes pornographic :)]

Wen Han: Why are you full of yellow bean curd thoughts all day long :)

[System: Your sentence seems to have a language problem. 】

Wen Han:.mad at you

【system:……】

"I wonder if my lord can tell me the name of this song?" A soft voice sounded suddenly, but I saw a man with a tulle face stepping off the boat with a piano in one hand, walking towards him slowly.

Wen Han slanted Yu Xiao into his waist, he watched the person standing in front of him, his face was clearly reflected in his dark eyes.

"... High mountains and flowing water." Wen Han silently spit out these four words.

Jun Ziqing carefully described the person in front of him with his eyes calmly, and finally, looking at Wen Han's full lips, he smiled softly and said: "This song is very good."

Wen Han pursed his lips, and then he realized to his horror that he was out of words.

[System: ... Where's your play? 】

Wen Han: Damn it, I don't know either, for some reason my brain is blank now...

"Young Master..." Kong Chen, who was following Jun Ziqing, called softly, sighing in his heart that Young Master is really a sound idiot.

Immediately after, Jun Ziqing handed the qin in his hand to Kong Chen, his eyes looking at Wen Han seemed to be soaked with spring water, the gentleness made people tremble.

"My surname is Jun, and my name is Ziqing." Jun Ziqing moved a little closer to him, and asked in a hoarse voice, "I don't know, my lord..."

Jun... Ziqing?Jun Ziqing?

Wen Han:!