Chapter 20: Scumbag Injured

  Yuehe River, as legend has it that the moon reflected in Yuehe River is the most beautiful moon in the world, hence its name.

  The Imperial Palace of Guoyue is located at the highest point of the Moon Capital, with a dangerous and beautiful landscape. The majestic palace sits at the head of the Moon River, making it an easy place to defend but difficult to attack.

  Along the Moon River, watching the Qi Yue Imperial Palace, both banks are planted with the national flower of Qi Yue Country - Zi Teng Flower. This kind of flower only grows in Qi Yue Country and cannot be cultivated in other countries. The long riverbank is like a purple painting scroll, beautiful and warm, with fragrance overflowing everywhere.

  Every season, the purple flowers are in full bloom, and they have become a popular subject for scholars and poets to praise. On the Moon River, various luxurious painted boats are cruising around. On days like the Yuanyuan Festival, ordinary families do not have the privilege of taking a boat ride on the Moon River.

  At most, you can only admire the purple flowers blooming on both banks of the Moon River, and appreciate the beauty of the fallen flowers in the gentle breeze. Perhaps, you may also meet someone who shares your feelings.

  On the luxurious yacht, young men and women chatted and laughed, with topics from all over the world mixed in, it was clear at a glance that this was not an ordinary boat that anyone could board.

  "Miss Yinling, wasn't it said that your fourth sister would also come? How come she hasn't been seen until now?" Chen Jiaojiao was the daughter of the Minister of Revenue, her elder sister had already been selected as a palace maid and entered the palace, her background was quite strong. Relying on her sister's looks, in the palace she could definitely fight for a place."

  "What's that useless girl doing here, spoiling the mood." The woman who spoke wore a pale green long dress with pale blue peonies embroidered on the cuffs, silver thread tracing out a few auspicious clouds, and a dense row of blue sea cloud patterns at the hem. A wide piece of pale yellow satin was wrapped around her chest, and as she lightly turned her body, her long skirt fluttered open, her movements as elegant and lithe as a willow swaying in the wind.

  A typical goose egg face, lightly powdered, fragrance wafts over, what a natural beauty.

  Zhang Xiao's eyebrows furrowed in displeasure on the left side, he didn't like hearing others insult Leng Zhiyue like that, but before he could say anything, Bai Lijian beat him to it.

  "Fourth Princess, today is the Matchmaker's Festival, all unmarried women will come out to stroll along the Moon River. Why must you get angry?" Baili Changjian smiled and raised his wine cup.

  The three young ladies of the Leng family, how could they let Leng Ziyue have a good time? Today's invitation is likely to have ulterior motives.

  "Fourth Princess, my fourth sister has not seen much of the world. If she has offended you in any way, I hope Your Highness will be magnanimous and not hold it against her." Cold Silver Bell's clever words earned her many friendly glances from the young princes.

  The two maids behind Beitang Xiner bowed their heads and whispered a few words in her ear, but it was unclear what they said. To everyone's surprise, she didn't pursue the matter of Leng Ziyue coming either.

  "Whatever, I won't bother with you then." Beitang Xiner glanced at Zhang Xiao, this man was the one she had set her sights on since arriving in Qimeng country, what qualifications did that waste have to compete with her for him.

  As long as she dares to come, I won't worry about finding opportunities to embarrass her.

  Suddenly a loud noise came from the riverbank, and everyone in the painting boat couldn't help but move outside to see what was happening.

  Suddenly, the young men and women who were out on a stroll unconsciously made way for her, and on the shallow purple carpet paved with Zi Teng flowers, Leng Zhen Yue walked towards them with elegant steps. Her slender and refined figure, which was both elegant and noble, left a deep impression on everyone's eyes. Walking beside her, Leng Feng Ling and Leng Jin Ling had become like her attendants.

  That temperament is simply not on the same level.

  A water-blue, long, pleated skirt with a hidden pair of golden lotus-like small feet, wearing a pair of green embroidered shoes, high-bunned green silk, one hollow-carved flower jade hairpin immersed in the hair bun, smooth and delicate skin, no makeup, holding a square moon-white silk handkerchief, a transparent white jade bangle lightly hanging on the slender wrist.

  The surrounding discussions did not affect Leng Ziyue's footsteps, nor did they disturb her mood. She only felt that the beautiful Moon River and the vibrant Purple Cloud Flowers in front of her had lost their beauty due to their noise.

  From afar, I saw that outstanding pleasure boat. It seems the three sisters of the Leng family spent a lot to make things difficult for her. A faint smile played on the corner of her mouth, and the sparkling light in her clear eyes shone with interest.

  "This young lady must be Miss Leng Si, indeed her reputation is not in vain, she looks like a celestial being, no, even a celestial being can't compare to you by a single thread." The man standing at the bow of the boat, wearing a green robe, had a fat head and big ears, looking like he was overdeveloped, his appearance was really sorry to see.

  He is the richest man in Nanling, and the economic lifeline of Qimoye's southern region is in the hands of the Gong Sun family. Otherwise, how could he get the favor of several princes in the palace?

  Although the cold and beautiful woman in front of him was a leftover woman who had been abandoned by others, her stunning appearance alone was enough to drive any man crazy.

  Leng Xueyu slightly turned her body, avoiding the other person's hand, and said in a cold voice: "Thank you for the compliment." Without any emotion, not even raising an eyebrow, her eyes didn't fall on him either.

  "Gongsun, don't be angry. My fourth sister has been a bit...since that incident. Hehe, she didn't mean to." Leng Fengling's face, which had been dark the whole way, finally returned to its usual elegant and refined appearance as she turned to Leng Ziyue and said: "Fourth sister, this is Gongsun. He's the richest man in Nanling, so be sure to remember that."

  If it weren't for the sake of waiting for the Cold sisters' little tricks, Leng Ziyue swore that she would have kicked the man in front of her into the river last month. How dare he stare at her with such eyes, simply asking to die.

  "If it's not an invitation to admire the moon by the river, then I won't keep you company." With that, Leng Ziyue turned elegantly and followed those hypocritical people, really unable to bear them.

  "Since Fourth Miss has arrived, why not come aboard and gather together." Seeing Leng Ziyue about to leave, Baili Hongfeng fanned himself and opened his mouth. He remembered this woman, no matter what the occasion, she always lowered her head, when others asked a question, she would softly answer one sentence, like today's cold and proud demeanor, speaking neither humbly nor arrogantly, couldn't help but make him take a few more glances.

  The dark waves in the palace were surging and making a big fuss, Zhang Xiao was also standing on the side of his second brother Ba Li Chang Jian, so why not let him use Leng Zhi Yue to stir up trouble with the fourth princess of Bei Han Guo, and let them make a scene, while he sat back and reaped the benefits, what's wrong with that?

  He didn't believe that there would be no emotional connection between Zhang Xiao and Leng Ziyue anymore.

  "Then thank you, Your Highness Feng Wang, for your kindness." Leng Ziyue revealed a smile, elegant and dignified without losing her composure, pushed aside the people beside her, boarded the boat with ease, and met a gaze full of murderous intent.

  Bei Tang Xiner, you want my life, but I also want yours. Who knows who will win or lose in the end?

  "Hehe, Fourth Miss, please sit down." Bai Li Hong Feng's eyes flickered slightly, he actually lost his composure in that fleeting smile, this woman seemed to have really changed.

  Leng Xueying smoothed out her clothes and sat down calmly, responding to the gazes from all directions with a smile, making it impossible for anyone to find fault with her.

  She just smiled so gently and beautifully, more intoxicating than fine wine and the gorgeous purple flowers.

  From start to finish, Leng Xue's gaze never fell on Zhang Xiao, as if she didn't recognize him at all. Bai Li Chang Jian didn't think this was a good thing, he only felt that an even greater crisis was approaching, and couldn't help but feel a thread of panic in his heart.

  And Zhang Xiao, who was sitting next to him, had been in a daze since the moment Leng Xueying walked onto the purple carpet of flowers. He no longer had the right to stand by her side, let alone hold her hand again.

  That evening, by the Moon River, was the first time he held her hand and got on a boat, letting the boatman take them for a ride along the Moon River. She laughed especially brightly and beautifully that day.

  "Don't play this tune, get out!" Along with Beidong Xiner's angry roar, the elegant piano sound screeched to a halt, and everyone's gaze converged on her alone.

  Leng Xue's expression remained unchanged, this song was one she had played and sung at Zui Ke Ju before, never expecting someone to be able to record it after just one listen, let alone spread it everywhere.

  "You're just a cheap woman, you've been abandoned and yet you still have the face to show up in public, how shameless. Do you think that just because you sang one song, my husband would still want you? Don't dream about it, you immediately give me...". Beitang Xiner heard this kind of rumor from the people in the city when she was out shopping, she didn't like the good memories of Zhang Xiao and Leng Ziyue being brought up again, he could only be hers.

  Before he could finish speaking, several black figures rushed into the cabin, targeting the calm and collected Leng Ziyue.

  "Xiao Xin——" Zhang Xiao's handsome face turned gloomy, and he caught sight of Leng Zhiyue being in danger. He pushed away Bei Tang Xiner and rushed towards Leng Zhiyue's direction, his heart lifted up abruptly.

  He couldn't bear to see Qing Zhiyue get hurt in front of him again while he was powerless to do anything.

  A long sword pierced through Zhang Xiao's back and into his right chest, fresh red blood dripping from the tip of the sword, falling to the ground with a faint sound, blooming one after another red flowers.

  At once, the pampered young ladies began screaming, arguing loudly until people's ears hurt.