Chapter 135 Shuiyuelou, I don't know where to go
At dusk, night has slowly fallen.Many pedestrians on the street rushed home.Feng Qingyan originally wanted to find Ye Yunshen, but met Ying Feng on the way.

"Where's your prince?" When she spoke, she raised her chin slightly, her eyes swept over Shadow Wind.

She knew Yingfeng. Although she had only met him once or twice, she knew that he was Ye Yunshen's secret guard. He had hidden in the dark many times and followed behind Ye Yunshen.

"Go back to the princess, the lord is being entangled, he asked his subordinates to inform you, first go to the Shuiyue Tower and wait for him." Yingfeng replied respectfully, with no superfluous expression on his face.

"Shuiyue Tower? What is that place?"

Feng Qingyan frowned, her time in this world was limited, and she really lacked a little understanding of this place.

"This subordinate will take you there." Yingfeng nodded, and then led Feng Qingyan to the other side of the street.

Walking through the streets and alleys, Yingfeng took Feng Qingyan to a street not far from the bustling city, and walked into an elegant loft called "Shuiyuelou".

At this time, it was completely dark.

As soon as she entered Shuiyue Tower, Feng Qingyan habitually looked around.The attic was very spacious, and there were people on the first and second floors, but to her surprise, there was another door open on the other side of the door.

At a glance, she could see a long water alley.

"Princess, go upstairs." Yingfeng led her up to the second floor.And maybe because of her ostentatious beauty, Feng Qingyan attracted many people's attention when she first entered Shuiyue Tower, but she ignored them all.

Seeing the scenery on the second floor, this unusual arrangement gave Feng Qingyan a burst of novelty.I thought Shuiyue Tower was just a building, but it seems that it is not the same.

Going up to the second floor, looking forward, as far as the eye can see, it is a bustling water alley. A long river is drawn from nowhere. There are several ferry boats in the water. There are tourists and boatmen in the boats. punting.

There is also a small bluestone bridge over the river. The women's charming smiles when they tease each other are shocking.

As for the two sides of the river, there are well-arranged attics, connected by exquisitely crafted verandahs, which are not only beautiful, but also convenient for tourists to move around to watch.Every few steps, there is a four-corner lantern illuminating the corridor, and the warm candlelight reflects the water surface, giving the night a unique beauty.

I don't know how big this place is, according to Feng Qingyan's prediction, it should be the size of a street.

Shuiyuelou Shuiyuelou, what is Shuiyue?
Under the bright lights of the prosperous age, the water and the moon complement each other.

The night is hazy, seductive and intoxicating.

This is a bustling place, and the melodious sound of the piano comes from nowhere, which makes people feel clear.

"The people in the Shuiyue Tower are famous for reciting poems and playing the piano. Many literati like to gather here, and many of them are arty young masters. In addition, there is an auction house in Shuiyue Tower, and the auctions are priceless. Even the royal family and nobles have spent a lot of money here, competing for the treasure." Yingfeng introduced it to Feng Qingyan as he walked, but the more he talked, the more excited he became.

"Your prince likes rhythm?" Feng Qingyan looked around casually again, interrupting his increasingly excited introduction.She could tell that Yingfeng was very familiar with this place, at least it wasn't her first time here.

"Back to the princess, the prince's preferences, the subordinates are not allowed to reveal at will." Yingfeng said with a straight face.

He has always been dedicated to his duties, but to be honest, he has been with the prince for two or three years, and it seems that he has never figured out what his prince likes.

Say he likes this one, but after two days of playing, he ran to think about another one. Say he doesn't like power, but he is the idle king who controls countless lives. Say he doesn't like women...

Well, this Yingfeng believed it before, but who would have thought that his prince would run after Feng Qingyan as soon as he turned his head, and it was really hard for them as subordinates to figure it out, so sometimes they simply didn't think about it .

Feng Qingyan was just asking casually, Yingfeng didn't answer and she didn't say anything, just when she wanted to ask who Ye Yunshen was entangled with, Yingfeng spoke again.

"But the prince said that the princess is not an outsider. If you want to know anything, the subordinates can tell you."

Feng Qingyan glanced at him lightly, this guy, could it be that Ye Yunshen sent him to help him gain favor?

"No need." She still walked forward, looking forward, "Aren't you there yet?"

"It's the 'I don't know' in front." Yingfeng responded, reaching out and touching his nose.

My lord, my subordinates have done their best.

After a while, Feng Qingyan stood in front of an attic wing room, and there was a sign hanging beside the door, with three large characters "I don't know where" on it, elegant and free and easy, not inferior to those calligraphers.

"I don't know where?"

Don't you know where the clouds are?

 Let me just say, the poem "I don't know where the clouds are deep" comes from the Tang Dynasty poet Jia Dao's "Seeking Hermits Don't Meet", the original text is as follows:
  Matsushita asked the boy, and the teacher went to gather medicine.

  Only in this mountain, the clouds do not know where.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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