Meng Xin Yi silently looked at the adjacent room, seemingly not hearing her question. It wasn't until she called several times that she hazily reacted: "What did you say?"
Shen Yao Xing repeated her previous question.
Meng Xin Yi frowned slightly, seeming somewhat disbelieving: "You don't recognize him?"
Shen Yao Xing didn't know whether her "him" referred to the man in black or the man in white, she just honestly shook her head.
"Snow-white clothes on the body, blood moon hanging at the waist. Even if not a person of the jianghu, everyone should know..."
"..." Shen Yao Xing found that this person was becoming increasingly long-winded. She was neither his father nor his mother, nor the worm in his belly, did she have to know him?
Meng Xin Yi sighed imperceptibly and slowly said: "He is the Young Master Ming Yue I mentioned to you before."
Young Master Ming Yue?
This name was extremely familiar. Shen Yao Xing frowned in deep thought, vaguely remembering that along this journey, she seemed to hear this name mentioned from time to time by some people. There was also a title...
It seemed to be called something like the number one... beauty of the jianghu?
The two words "beauty" rushed into Shen Yao Xing's mind, making her dizzy. Before she could digest this, she saw Meng Xin Yi continue.
"He not only has the reputation of being the number one beauty, but he is also the young master of the Eternal Life Pavilion. The master of the Eternal Life Pavilion is his mother."
Huh? Shen Yao Xing's motion of holding her forehead paused.
Isn't that the modern version of a rich and handsome (rich and beautiful) official's second generation? He's already at the peak of life in a minute.
Shen Yao Xing listlessly grabbed a piece of sugar shortbread from the table and took a bite, drooping her shoulders, saying softly: "Whatever, it has nothing to do with me anyway. Let's hurry up and finish eating and leave."
"Leave? Where to?" That puzzled expression was as if she had said something stupid.
Shen Yao Xing suddenly had a bad premonition, her expression strange as she pointed at the ground with her index finger: "You don't want to stay here, do you?"
"Of course not."
Shen Yao Xing was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when she heard her say.
"In a while, I'll go down and ask the innkeeper to open two rooms for us, we'll rest in the rooms."
"..." Shen Yao Xing was a bit annoyed, irritably scratching her hair: "Didn't we agree to go play in Plum Blossom Creek for a few days? What are we doing staying here!"
Although sometimes she liked to watch the excitement, she really didn't like staying in places with too many people for too long.
"We can go to Plum Blossom Creek later." Meng Xin Yi sat down at the table, picked up the blue and white porcelain teacup, her gaze slowly turning towards her: "The treasure-hunting competition is in a few days, don't you want to go and see the excitement?"
Shen Yao Xing didn't listen to her persuasion, covering her head, her voice filled with resentment: "Since when did you become interested in this kind of thing?"
She remembered that this woman lived even more carefree than her, not even bothering to give an eye to things that had nothing to do with her. In the past, it was always Shen Yao Xing dragging her to see the excitement.
Meng Xin Yi lowered her eyes to look at the tea in the cup, a smile of interest curling at the corner of her lips: "Indeed, I'm not interested, but it's not impossible to go and take a look."
Shen Yao Xing helplessly waved her hand: "As you wish." She said as she turned and left the private room, leaving with a final instruction: "I'll go out for a while first, and come back later."
The so-called "going out for a while" was actually running to a tall tree outside the city to take a nap. When the sky darkened, she leisurely strolled into the city. Unexpectedly, even on the sparsely populated street, she encountered a scene of commotion.