The Other Shore Flowers

Chapter 3

Quietly, she used her spiritual energy and quickly disappeared in front of Li Bai and Li Ning. When she walked a little further, she breathed a sigh of relief. But the next second, she heard Li Bai shouting, "Li Bai, where is my sister? I still want to ask her for help!"

She quickened her pace as she walked across the street. "Are you kidding me? I don't want to fall into the water while wearing such a strange white dress. I won't tell them that I'm not climbing the wall. But unfortunately, I can't remember what I'm doing."

It was all Feng Moqing's fault. She was not the only one who had spoken of such an important matter after she had immersed herself in the books! She thought to herself bitterly. However, she didn't dare to stop her steps at the opposite shore. Furthermore, the painting and pear-white sounds from behind her seemed to come from time to time, making her move as fast as she could!

When she suddenly noticed something strange, Jiang Yan realized that she had completely chosen to ignore him. Whenever she wanted to approach him and greet him, he would turn around and smile at her. He would tell Feng Mo Jin about the Eight Diagrams of Feng Licheng, or even directly pester Lan Sheng to draw a portrait for her. All in all, he had completely ignored his existence!

General Jiang Zhiwei, who had completely realized that he had been overlooked or completely ignored by his sweetheart, had lost all consciousness. His originally nimble brain on the battlefield had been rendered blank at that moment. He stared fixedly at Lan Sheng, who was drawing the portrait, and the other man, who was not him, smiling happily. Jiang Xi found that he was so unhappy, and even a kind of inexplicable jealousy of being robbed of his wife.

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Xian secretly told himself that it was impossible for her to change her love to Lan Sheng. After all, was she the first man to appear in her life? The first one appeared... The big word suddenly appeared in Jiang Xian's mind, and then he remembered that it seemed that because he was the first one, was it possible for her to be accustomed to the image of herself?

Getting used to it might not be because of the love he had hoped for. Staring at the beautiful figures not far away, the more Jiang Xin thought about it, the more likely she would find true love recently. After all, she had always said she liked it herself.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he felt. Suddenly, Jiang Ai suddenly slammed the table and strode out. The sudden outbreak made the people present look at each other in dismay. Their faces turned pale as they knocked a sunflower seed and said slowly, "Luck really changes."

Lan Sheng, on the other hand, was frightened. His hand slipped and an indelible trace appeared on the half-drawn portrait. He could only sigh and twist the paper into a ball. He said to the portrait nonchalantly, "What's going on between you and Jiang Qing? Are you having an argument?"

"Humph." She snorted and rolled her eyes unnaturally. She was not angry. She just hated Jiang Ying secretly dating a woman who looked very enchanting behind her back, especially when compared to her figure, she was even angrier!

"What's wrong with the small painting?" Sitting like a boy servant, Feng Moqing, who had been fanning the wind on the other side of the lake, said doubtfully. Meanwhile, he peeled the candied orange in his hand and put it into the mouth on the other side of the lake. It seemed that his casual look showed that he didn't care about what he had done today at all, which was completely inconsistent with his identity.

"It's probably because you're jealous." After eating the candied orange in one bite, the other side passed the book in her hand to Feng Moqing, half propping herself up and looking sideways at Feng Moqing. "If you are a girl who looks immature, and then one day you see that your lover is with a very well-built and mature woman, what do you feel?"

As for the idea of condensing the painting, it was not hard to understand on the other side. After all, because it was a demon, the development speed of condensing the painting was slower than that of human beings. So even if she had lived for hundreds of years, her appearance still looked like a tender girl.

###Chapter4,Saying You Only Like Me

"What? Xiao Xin climbed over the wall?" From the words on the other side, Feng Moqing quickly figured out the truth hidden behind it. Feng Moqing couldn't help but shout out in surprise, getting a disdainful look from the other side. He touched his nose with a smile and looked to the side, finding that the painting was looking at him with a resentful look.

Feng Moqing quickly turned around and looked at the opposite shore with deep emotions. She opened her mouth completely after listening to what the other party had said. After a long while, he lowered his voice and approached the opposite shore. He said worriedly beside her ear, "The person that Little Hua Ning and Li Bai saw was probably me!"

After all, the other side had hundreds of years of cultivation and experience than Feng Moqing. At the first sound of Feng Moqing's explosive words, the other side was silent for a moment, then suddenly pulled Feng Moqing up and put all the things in his hands aside. After that, he pulled Feng Moqing to the back courtyard.

When she was about to enter the courtyard, she subconsciously turned around and her lips twitched. The previously helpless look on Lan Sheng's face was now staring at her with a look of understanding,"We know that you love each other, but you don't need to close the door in broad daylight, do you?"

Li Bai, who had been talking a lot since the beginning, was looking at them with the eyes of a considerate man. His eyes clearly showed that it was wrong to be called "the public in broad daylight". Hua Ning stared at them with a look of jealousy and resentment. She felt cold sweat on her forehead. At the moment, she didn't hesitate anymore. She directly pulled Feng Moqing into the courtyard, closed the door, and completed the task in one breath!

"Tell me, what happened?" Feng Moqing coldly stared at her before releasing the other party's hand. He slowly walked to the side and sat down. He lifted his eyes slightly and said indifferently.

Feng Moqing gasped. Even though the person in front of her was still calm and unruffled, she still felt a sense of pressure. The moment she raised her eyebrows, Feng Moqing did not hesitate to believe that if she did not reveal the truth this time, the consequences she would receive would be much more severe than if she were to wipe out the Reincarnation Pavilion for a year.

"Cough cough." After a few coughs, Feng Moqing immediately put on a face that said, "I'm frank, sir, please be frank with me." She said the whole thing slowly. It was originally because Jiang Xian wanted to make a surprise for Jiang Xian, and he wanted to prepare a gift for Jiang Xian, but the gift was held in his hand because there was no one who could try it, so Jiang Xian couldn't see the effect.

The relationship between Feng Mojin and Hua Ning was too good. Jiang Qing was not sure if this matter would reach Feng Mojin's ears. How far would it be from Hua Ning? Therefore, he could only put his hope on Feng Moqing. But would the dignified Second Prince and General Jiang go to a shop where only women accompanied each other? Would General Jiang have to insert something like hairpins into Second Prince's hair?

As soon as she thought about the untrue rumors that would spread out from Fengli City, Feng Moqing immediately felt that it would be better to pretend to be a woman than to use her own identity. In any case, with his appearance, he would definitely be able to hide himself from the world!

It was just that Feng Moqing didn't expect that the scene of her working together with Jiang Yan would happen to fall into the eyes of Lu Piao and Lu Piao. She didn't expect the painting to become completely jealous either. However... Feng Moqing frowned slightly and added without fear of death, "I remember I mentioned this to you two days ago. Why didn't you mention it to Lu Ning..."

Feng Moqing's gaze, which could be considered to be filled with killing intent, stopped at the opposite shore. She took a few steps back and smiled awkwardly before continuing her last words. When she saw that the opposite shore had already returned to its normal state, Feng Moqing let out a sigh of relief. On the other hand, she was secretly sighing that she had indeed been caught by the woman in front of her. However, this feeling wasn't bad.

Taking a few steps forward to the back of the other shore, Feng Moqing hugged the person she loved and buried her head deeply in the other person's neck. Her soft hair rubbed against the fair skin on the other shore, causing her to slightly itch. However, she did not stop Feng Moqing's actions. Instead, she laid in Feng Moqing's embrace obediently and closed her eyes.

No matter how much time had passed, she would still like Feng Moqing's embrace. However, the most important thing was to solve the misunderstanding between the painting and the river as soon as possible. It was really a misunderstanding that made people feel bad but helpless!

The misunderstanding between Jiang Ai and Huaning had not been resolved, and the most beloved festival of a woman came to the city of Fengli — Qi Xi, Qi Qiao, and Qi. Although Hua Ning was not a human, and these kinds of festival did not have any particular yearning, she had always been happy about the lively festival.

However... her gaze shifted to the similarly delighted Feng Mojin and then to Jiang Yan, who had been staring at her from the side. She was just about to say something when the intimate interaction between Jiang Yan and the woman once again surfaced in her mind. She immediately opened her eyes and silently looked forward.

As time passed, she was more clear about the situation than her previous anger. She was not human and it was hard to tell whether she could stay with the river forever. It was not a bad thing if the river could fall in love with a human woman normally.

Just because of the change of mood, these days, the painting did not deliberately find Lan Sheng to stimulate the river. Instead, it simply and directly ignored the every show of goodwill of the river.

"Xiao Ning, Qiqiao is actually something that can be used to make a vow. Use a sincere heart to make a sincere wish, then it will definitely be fulfilled." Feng Mojin's words suddenly sounded by her ear. Hua Ning turned her head and looked at the woman beside her with a smile. Her eyes had an intoxicating light in them.

If the person Jiang Xin liked was Feng Mojin, perhaps she would not be jealous anymore.

"I, I don't have a wish." Hua Ning said with a bitter smile, and then she immediately changed her mind. Perhaps she had similar wishes before, but now they disappeared.

"Huaning, I have something to tell you, no matter if you want to hear it or not!" After being ignored for so many days, Jiang Ai had already reached the critical point. She pulled the painting over and gave Feng Mo Jin, who was trying to catch up with her, a hard look. Then she pulled the painting and walked to the place where the crowd was relatively scattered without turning back.