Chapter 7 Ladder to the Clouds, Coincidence?
Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Wang Ran was like a defeated rooster, hanging his head alone in the room, while Han Xu, as the winner, went to enjoy his spoils.
Qing'er's boudoir was filled with the faint fragrance of orchids, which made people feel relaxed and happy.
Behind the veil, Qing'er sat quietly at the table playing the piano. The song she played was the song played by Han Xu that day.
The music was beautiful, and anyone else might not be able to hear any flaws, but after playing for a while, Qing'er stopped, shook her head and sighed.
"This song of high mountains and flowing water is obscure and difficult. If it were someone else, even if they practiced a thousand times, it would be difficult to play it completely. The fact that you can play to this level is enough to prove that you have a very high level of attainment in the art of playing the piano."
"Mr. Han!" When Qing'er heard the voice, a surprised smile immediately appeared on her cold face, followed by a touching shyness.
Not long ago, Aunt Xue had come to pass on the message, and she knew that Han Xu would not leave tonight.
Since they are not leaving, it is natural that something wonderful will happen to a man and a woman in this romantic place.
When Qing'er thought of this, she was a little nervous. She naturally put down her hands and tightly grasped the cloud-like skirt.
However, after Han Xu finished speaking, he walked straight to the table and poured two glasses of wine.
Qing'er thought: By the way, Mr. Han is not a person who is impatient. He must drink beforehand to help cheer him up.
So, she walked to Han Xu and sat down with a graceful lotus step.
"Qing'er, Aunt Xue told you everything, right?" Han Xu handed a glass of wine to Qing'er.
"Aunt Xue said it all." Qing'er lowered her head, her cheeks were already flushed, "Qing'er is ready, Mr., you can do whatever you want."
Looking at her shy appearance, Han Xu couldn't help but feel a little moved. After all, he was also a normal man with blood.
However, having lived two lives, his heart is more resolute than ordinary people.
"Ahem." Han Xu deliberately coughed twice to ease his embarrassment. "I'll play another song as a thank you for what happened tonight."
"Sir, there's no need to do this. It's Qing'er's luck to be able to accompany you."
Han Xu shook his head and moved to the table. Soon, a soft song sounded, like the humming of summer insects and the cradle of a mother.
Qing'er soon fell into the sound of the piano, and gradually, she felt a little sleepy.
"Sir, this song?"
"This song has the effect of calming the mind and calming the spirit. Just listen to it with peace of mind." Han Xu continued to play, but Qing'er felt more and more sleepy.
She felt that the lights around her gradually dimmed, as if she had returned to her mother's warm embrace. Qing'er had not expected this feeling for a long time.
Not long after, Qing'er fell asleep on the table. Hearing her steady breathing, Han Xu stopped playing, picked her up, and placed her properly.
"I didn't expect that the lullaby in the previous life combined with the spiritual practice would have such an effect." Han Xu couldn't help but praise his own wit.
Then, Han Xu locked the door tightly, and then the lights in the room suddenly went out. A gust of wind blew open the half-closed curtains, and Han Xu's figure disappeared without a trace.
In the hall of Wanhua Pavilion, the guests were still sighing at Han Xu's romanticism and being able to embrace the beauty. As for Wang Ran, he had already been drunk in the box and was sent back by Aunt Xue.
Seeing a genius fall like this for the love of children, many people sighed.
Unlike the bright lights of Wanhua Pavilion, the North Street of Wangcheng was deserted, with few pedestrians on the street. Most of them were dragging their tired bodies home after a day of work.
At this time, the sound of hurried horse hooves suddenly came from the quiet street. A dark horse galloped from the end of the street. On the horse's back, a masked man in black was waving a whip.
"Who is coming?"
When they reached the city gate, the horse was stopped by the soldiers guarding the city. The management of the royal city was extremely strict. The four city gates would be closed after dark, and ordinary people could not enter or leave.
The horse stopped, but the man in black did not speak. He took out a black token from his waist. Seeing this token, the faces of the soldiers guarding the city changed.
"From the Cavalry Mansion?"
"The general sent me out of the city to perform secret tasks. Let me go quickly." Han Xu said in a low voice.
The soldiers stepped forward and carefully checked the token. After confirming that it was correct, he said to the back: "Open the door and let me go."
So, the heavy city gate slowly opened, and Han Xu rode out. Before leaving, he said to the soldiers guarding the city: "My mission tonight is top secret. You must not reveal a word, otherwise, behead."
As soon as the voice fell, the man and the horse had merged into the boundless darkness.
It was pitch black outside the city. After Han Xu galloped for several miles, he abandoned the horse and turned into a small path.
If he rode on horseback, he would be conspicuous, and Han Xu still thought the horse was too slow. Although it was only a short thirty miles, Han Xu didn't want to delay for a moment because it was related to his sister's safety.
"Ninth-level body movement, vertical cloud ladder."
After Han Xu landed, he suddenly became elegant, as if there was an invisible wind around him. He didn't move at all. In the blink of an eye, he had soared into the sky and landed far away.
That speed was many times faster than the horse.
The speed of vertical cloud ladder was of course not a problem. As a ninth-level skill, it had reached the limit of ordinary people.
What puzzled Han Xu the most was that this skill was well-known in his previous life. It was the Wudang Qinggong in Master Jin's novel.
Even the effect when using it was almost the same as the special effects in the movies in his previous life.
Whether this is just a coincidence or there are other reasons, Han Xu still doesn't know. What he can be sure of is that there are many strange places in the world after his rebirth.
He once suspected that he had traveled to a fictional world, but everything that happened in the past ten years was extremely real.
Over time, Han Xu became accustomed to it. He didn't care about the secrets of this world. He only cared about his relatives.
As long as he and his sister could live a carefree life, he didn't care whether there would be a flood behind him.
It took Han Xu only a quarter of an hour to reach the thirty-mile road using the vertical cloud ladder.
Han Xu hid in the grass and trees, and a courtyard could be seen in front of him. This was Fengling Post Station.
With Han Xu's eyesight, he could clearly see the carriage parked in the backyard. A silver flag was hung on the carriage, and a striking "Han" was embroidered on the flag in red.
Han Xu counted the number of horses and estimated that the Han family had only a few dozen people left here. The large force responsible for protection must have returned.
After all, this place is close to the royal city, and the Han family's large army should not stay here for too long, otherwise it will easily be gossiped.
In a room on the second floor of the post station, a yellow light was still on. Han Xu knew that his sister Han Luoling lived in this room.
A tenderness surged in his heart.
"Sister, I'm here." Han Xu muttered in his heart. The person he missed was close at hand, but Han Xu knew that tonight was not the best time for the siblings to reunite.
He had already felt that a murderous intent was slowly coming from behind him, gradually becoming stronger.
At this moment, the system prompt sounded in Han Xu's mind: "Supernormal skills detected, illusion mirror flowers and water moons, seed source: Han Luoling."
Han Xu was a little confused.
"Sister? Supernormal skills?"