Little Li gazed at the cloud brocade flowing gracefully with the wind, his scalp tingling.
He’d once thought that plagiarizing poems was a cool and boastful thing to do.
But when it came down to it, it felt like sitting on a bed of nails.
The copied poems framed and displayed gave him a sense of public execution and utter shame.
To be honest, he hadn’t deeply understood the poem at all. It wasn’t an immortal masterpiece, just something that seemed appropriate.
“…”
Bai Jinghong and Cao Mu were both stunned.
Poems could usually evoke excellent imagery, but this one…
The moon is the former self?
A mere smile can freeze thousands of springs?
They instinctively glanced at the girl nearby.
You used her name as the title of your poem!
Oh, it’s called “The Fairy by the River,” so no problem…
“If someone wrote me something like this, I would definitely marry them on the spot.” Miss She was quite flustered.
“This d*mn… how am I supposed to learn this?”
Wu Chushu’s hands trembled.
He couldn’t learn it, no matter what. He truly couldn’t.
He didn’t have a clue because Li Mo only taught him the outcome, not the process! How was he supposed to learn this?
In terms of showing off, he fell behind a lot…
“Brother Li, was that intentional or accidental?”
“You said you’re not talented in poetry, right?”
“Explain to us, what does ‘the moon is the former self’ even mean? And what nonsense is ‘don’t misplace the reflection in the mirror’?”
The group couldn’t hold back any longer.
“Uh… it wasn’t accidental.”
All he intended was to snag a prize.
If he’d purely wanted fame, he could have quoted the famous moon pieces he remembered from his nine years of mandatory education rather than use this one.
But Ying Bing, who was looked at by everyone, remained lost in thought for a long time.
She didn’t have a deep expertise in this area.
However, when it presented in front of her, it felt like an unexpected encounter, or perhaps an awaited rendezvous. Initially there was a sense of startling joy, and with time, it remained heart-throbbing.
No wonder he always wanted her to smile more.
“Li Mo.”
“Hmm?”
When Little Li heard Ying Bing’s voice, he turned around and froze.
The night breeze was cool, and a gentle autumn breeze fluttered the girl’s skirt.
In her gazing eyes flowed a serene moonlight.
She reached out to unfasten the red ribbon around her hair, letting her three thousand strands of black silk cascade and paint a dazzling night.
“Beautiful hairpin… I admire it.”
Ying Bing gently gathered her hair, her lips slightly pursed.
At that moment, Li Mo felt a sudden urge to step closer.
The poem was plagiarized.
The hairpin was an unexpected find.
But wanting to put the hairpin on her at that moment was sincere.
Little Li thought no one could endure such a test.
How could you resist a so-called cold-hearted Ice Chunk who willingly fixed her hair up? Could you ignore her gaze?
“Move it up slightly.”
As Li Mo extended his hand, she stopped it, her cool small hand warm in the palm.
“Jesus, isn’t this Empress Jiangchen and Jiang Chen?”
“Is it real? Oh d*mn, isn’t this how much money Zhuangyuan Building spent?”
“This is undoubtedly the genuine Cold Fairy and Young Hero Li!”
“Young Hero Li has bagged Zhuangyuan Building’s top spot! It’s marked with his name!”
“Who knew Young Hero Li had such literary talent.”
Indeed.
Not only was the poem inscribed on the cloud fabric, Elder Zeng also thoughtfully signed the author’s name.
Suddenly, the lively front of Zhuangyuan Building erupted into feverish excitement, akin to a past life’s fans meeting their idols.
The geniuses of the Qianlong List, especially those akin to the “Female Emperor Loves Me” trope, were far better known than any celebrity…
“…”
Li Mo leaned back slightly.
Talking about plagiarized poems made him feel awkward.
Moreover, if this kept up, how could he make any appointments?
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“Li Mo.”
“Hmm?”
Little Li suddenly felt the soft warmth in his palm tighten, her cool hand providing a soothing feeling.
He glanced sideways, only to find Ying Bing looking at him with a hint of a smile.
The usually strong-willed girl whispered softly,
“Let’s run away.”
Can these words come from the Ice Chunk’s mouth?
Li Mo nodded, so he held her hand and started walking together as all eyes were on them.
They ran under Yunzhou’s ever-bright lights.
It was… somehow… exciting?
“…”
The three greats of Hengyun stood there petrified. What was their mission again?
So what about us?
Wu Chushu still had something to do, just that the original meeting place had to change.
“Brother, are we still going to the Magpie Bridge?”
“Not a chance!”
…
After running out of the town, the fireworks gradually dimmed.
The Magpie Bridge was lively, but the lights were sparse. It wasn’t because the place was not prosperous; it was mainly a spot for lovers.
Unless you were someone like Ouyang with an enormous appetite and no fear of overeating, no one would casually come here alone for no reason.
It was quieter and darker, which was more convenient…
Leaving the bustling crowd, the surrounding quietness gave a sense of an alternate world.
By the shimmering riverside.
Li Mo, holding Ying Bing’s hand, stopped by a bamboo grove, partially seeing the red Magpie Bridge.
It was strange.
How could the sound of the heartbeat be so loud?
The mighty warrior of Guan Shen, who often exercises his physique, got a racing heart after running just a little?
It must be because the place was so silent.
“Should we see fireworks here?”
Li Mo sat down.
And before he could catch his breath, he glanced sideways and his heart pounded fiercely.
“Is there a stone in your shoe?”
Ying Bing sat by the small river and took off her shoes. Worst of all, she wore a pair of white stockings today—how hadn’t he noticed before…
Her delicate toes lightly pushed down her stockings.
Her smooth white feet played with the water, slightly scattering the moonlight, then pulled back.
Plop—
The water droplets dripping from her toes fell on the green rocks, sparkling.
“No.”
“Then…”
“I didn’t find an appropriate gift for Autumn Evening Festival earlier, nor do I know what you like in the market.”
Ying Bing looked up, her gaze gentle.
Little Li thought the scenery was truly beautiful here.
The moon, night breeze, creek, jade…
“So do you think I would like this? Ice Chunk, last time, it was just professional courtesy, service needed…”
Li Mo sucked in a sharp breath.
What kind of misunderstanding!
After all, Little Li was known outside as a refined, gentlemanly person.
How could a gentleman…
“So… Is this a kind of service?”
“!”
Li Mo looked down.
At some point, he had unconsciously grasped her white and delicate foot, caressing it so hard that a blush appeared on the girl’s feet.
“Ice Chunk.”
“Hmm?”
“Do you know of any illness that makes people lose control of their hands…? I am from Guan Shen Clan, this disease is serious!”
“I’ve never heard of it. Perhaps?”
“So, to help me recover faster, could you also put the other one over here?”
“?”
…
PS: Written somewhat detailed, so it’s a bit late. Lots of kisses~
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