Imperial Treasure-Chapter 1065 - 634: Shong Xiufang
They sat safely, their postures either majestic, elegantly graceful like the sandy ridges, or carrying the dignified semblance of an academic official. Although the Classical Taoist Song had not yet commenced, discussions had already begun regarding various literary debates. Particularly intense was the discussion concerning the current danger to the Imperial Court Imperial Guards and the chaotic state of the world, so fervent that one pulled another into the debate.
Two young men dressed in Liuxiang Pavilion attendant attire stood in the lower right corner, wearing expensive velvet bracelets on their wrists and carrying trays laden with cups and goblets. They stood side by side, next to a large floor-to-ceiling window that was crafted from Persian-imported crystal glass, offering a quite impressive view outside.
At this moment, the youth closest to the window glanced out, a trace of worry between his brows.
The sturdier youth beside him nudged him with his elbow, winked: Have they arrived?
No, the youth shook his head lightly.
Kou Zhong couldn’t help but sigh in impatience.
For these two days, Liuxiang Building had been fully fortified. Though they managed to get in, leaving was another story, and releasing carrier pigeons was utterly impossible, lest they be shot down and intercepted. Meanwhile, the hospitality arrangement on Yuwen Huaji’s side was thoroughly stringent. They worried that their disguises could fool ordinary martial artists but not masters of Yuwen Huaji’s level. Just as they considered leaving, they were unexpectedly reassigned to serve at the Classical Taoist Song, which turned out to be quite fortuitous.
Yuwen Huaji definitely wouldn’t dare extend his influence here. They comfortably served within, ensuring their safety without needing to leave Liuxiang Pavilion. If Mr. Sui and her team arrived, they’d have some semblance of support.
Except unmistakably, this was a trap, and the two couldn’t figure out whether to wish for the others to come or not.
"If they don’t come, Sister Zhenzhen is doomed... I heard recently in these past couple of days..." Kou Zhong’s speech trailed off, while Seo Ziling’s furrowed brow could crush a fly.
They indeed worried, though they couldn’t even get close to the residence nearby.
With a lookout every ten steps, all guarded by masters, their skills could only manage advancing twenty to thirty steps, unable even to discern the location of the door before things went south.
They considered poisoning, yet the kitchen was off-limits, rendered so strict that even flies couldn’t infiltrate.
However...
"It’s not totally hopeless; the Classical Taoist Song here is about to start. Soon two will come to switch shifts with us. Plenty from Yuwen Huaji’s side will undoubtedly come, and in the ensuing chaos, Yuwen Huaji can’t concentrate all his forces around Sister Zhenzhen. After all, having held such a feast, showing weakness before others simply isn’t an option, least of all for someone as proud and arrogant as Yuwen Huaji. He’s certain Mr. Sui will be there, therefore dispatching his strongest forces... Don’t forget, he almost lost his life to Mr. Sui before"
Seo Ziling aimed to block Yuwen Huaji’s path to self-preservation!
Kou Zhong agreed with Seo Ziling’s analysis, for the situation at hand was indeed tense, especially concerning Wei Zhenzhen, enveloped in a looming sense of dread...
And suddenly, the debate fell silent.
Seo Ziling and Kou Zhong instinctively looked up.
"Elder Shong is here."
"Here."
"It’s good they’re here."
Though Shong Xiufang is of Geisha status, unlike modern ones who sell their bodies, she doesn’t even sell her art. Her origins are mysterious, constantly protected by powerful enigmatic figures. Wherever she goes, unaffected by worldly chaos, unswayed by slaughter, she holds fame across the realm and was elevated to preside over this significant Classical Taoist Song not merely due to her mastery over music, chess, calligraphy, painting, and myriad instruments unmatched worldwide, nor merely due to her exploration and profound insights across various literary streams, but because she personifies wisdom, understanding, and effortlessly flowing elegance, and even more, because of her beauty.
Her internal beauty heightens the unparalleled external beauty she possesses.
Even individuals like Seo Ziling and Kou Zhong, immersed in the mortal realm, knew her name well. In the past, such a figure was as distant as a cloud in the sky, possibly unreachable.
But now...
When Shong Xiufang appeared before everyone from the profound valley of dreams like a fairy descending upon the mortal realm, all debates within the Octagonal Hall instantly ceased.
There’s a kind of silence called stillness, also known as serenity.
Shong Xiufang, this person, always brings a quiet and pure stream of tranquility.
She reminded Kou Zhong of the most beautiful person he had ever seen.
That would be the indifferent, ethereal Wan Ge.
