Ocean Pearl

The next day.

"Disciple, come with me."

Early in the morning, Wang Shu arrived at Flame Spirit Ji's door and knocked.

Before long, the door opened, and Flame Spirit Ji, captivating in a flame-colored outfit, appeared behind it.

Compared to yesterday, she seemed a bit haggard! There were faint dark circles around her eyes, clearly indicating she hadn't slept well.

"What's wrong?" Wang Shu asked.

"Master, about yesterday?"

Flame Spirit Ji's voice was very, very soft, like a little girl who had done something wrong, completely lacking the boldness she had shown yesterday.

"Hehe, Master isn't a rigid person, and you're too young right now," Wang Shu said.

"???"

Flame Spirit Ji was first confused, but then she realized there was a chance, but then she became troubled again.

In an instant, several expressions switched on her face. She truly perfectly interpreted the saying, 'A woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea.'

Flame Spirit Ji relaxed a lot, and said with a bit of coquettishness:

"Master, where am I small?"

After saying that, she deliberately puffed out her chest, and the way her tenderness and purity combined was incredibly captivating.

"Cough cough."

Wang Shu flicked Flame Spirit Ji's forehead a little, and said:

"What are you thinking about? Master is referring to your age. Some things, you can do when you're older."

And that was indeed the case, even though Wang Shu had the face of an adult, his actual age wasn't that great.

If he remembered correctly, Flame Spirit Ji was only about fourteen or fifteen years old.

Five years ago, she was just a little girl who didn't know anything!

It's just that the girls in Xuanji Niangniang's world tend to be precocious.

"Oh!"

Flame Spirit Ji suddenly felt flustered, her fair cheeks flushed red, she lowered her eyes, not daring to look directly at Wang Shu.

"Let's go to the Purple Orchid Pavilion, our time in Han State should be running out," Wang Shu said.

"Yes, Master," Flame Spirit Ji agreed readily.

As for leaving Han State, she didn't care, wherever Master was, she would be!

Although it was daytime, the Purple Orchid Pavilion was still very lively, with a constant stream of customers coming and going.

Compared to other pleasure quarters, the Purple Orchid Pavilion was clearly more refined, so more literati and poets came to feign elegance, flocking to it like fish.

Of course, this was just the appearance of everything, a way to confuse the enemy.

The top floor of the Purple Orchid Pavilion, with its carved railings and jade decorations, was where Zi Nu, Han Fei, Wei Zhuang, and Nong Yu were.

Compared to the noise below, it was much quieter here.

The classical beauty Nong Yu played the zither, her slender fingers dazzling, like butterflies fluttering nimbly in a flower bush.

The lingering sounds of the zither swirled around, like a mountain stream flowing in the heart, making one feel comfortable.

Wang Shu drank wine while listening leisurely, his expression enjoying the moment.

If at this time, his good disciple Flame Spirit Ji were to dance a world-shaking dance for him, it would be perfect!

Midway through, Wei Zhuang went out for a while, and then not long after Wei Zhuang returned, he called Han Fei away.

The melody was faint, and even if it was beautiful, it would eventually come to an end, with only the lingering sound of the zither remaining on the roof beams.

"Clap clap!" Wang Shu applauded generously, praising:

"Good!"

Nong Yu pressed down on the strings, stood up gently, walked over with lotus steps, bent down and said:

"Thank you, Lord, for your great kindness!"

"Great kindness? What makes you say that?" Wang Shu asked, a smile on his face.

"Because of your guidance, I was able to find my biological parents in a short period of time," Nong Yu said.

Zi Nu walked up gracefully, her figure swaying like willow catkins, and said slowly:

"That day, with Lord Shu's clues, using the Fire Rain Agate as a medium, the Purple Orchid Pavilion sent subordinates to investigate and quickly locked onto the target.

Nong Yu's biological parents are none other than King An of Han's favorite consort, Hu Consort!"

"Hu Consort, doesn't that mean Nong Yu is a princess?"

Wang Shu's expression was very "surprised," as if he was caught off guard.

Zi Nu shook her head and said:

"On the contrary, Nong Yu is not the daughter of King An of Han, but of the former Minister of War, Li Kai.

Hu Consort's true identity is that of the eldest daughter of Fire Rain Lord of Fire Rain Villa in Baiyue.

Back then, Hu Consort had close relations with Minister of War Li Kai.

Who would have thought that such a major event would happen in Baiyue later, and Hu Consort would become the Han King's consort by chance, it's truly the work of fate."

Zi Nu sighed slightly, feeling very sorry for Nong Yu's life, who could have been a wealthy girl without a care in the world.

Yet she had so many setbacks since she was a child!

"Nong Yu is already very satisfied to be able to recognize her parents, knowing that they had their reasons for abandoning her back then."

Nong Yu's eyes were tearful, her emotions were a little agitated, and crystal tears couldn't help but slide down her cheeks and fall to the ground.

"Wuwu, Elder Sister Nong Yu is so pitiful!"

Flame Spirit Ji pursed her small mouth, feeling sorrow and sympathy for Nong Yu's experiences.

She also had her own story, and at this moment, she felt a sense of shared suffering.

"Nong Yu, then why don't you go back to your parents' side? Why are you still here?" Wang Shu asked.

"My parents both have their own lives now, and their own unavoidable difficulties.

If I suddenly barged in, it would definitely cause a huge shock to them. I don't want to make things difficult for them. It's enough to know that they are safe and well," Nong Yu said.

If it were an ordinary person, it would be impossible not to resent their parents after the same experience.

But Nong Yu understood her parents and instead considered them.

What a beautiful and understanding girl!

"Life is rarely perfect. Congratulations, Nong Yu, for being able to fulfill your wish and reunite with your parents," Wang Shu said.

"If it weren't for you, Lord Shang, I wouldn't have found my parents so quickly. I'm afraid I won't be able to repay your kindness in this lifetime,"

Nong Yu said, her words and eyes sincere, her expression persistent.

"Haha, no need to repay me. Just play a few more tunes for me," Wang Shu laughed.

"Okay!"

Although she had just finished playing a song, Nong Yu was very happy at this moment. She sat down next to the zither again, her ten fingers caressing the strings, and said softly:

"Lord Wang Shu, this humble girl will dedicate a song, 'Ocean Pearl,' to you!"

The melodious zither music sounded again, soothing people's minds, as if taking them to a beautiful paradise, to see the magnificent mountains and rivers.

At the same time, on the other side, a distinguished guest arrived at the Purple Orchid Pavilion.

In the residence, with its white walls, gray bricks, flying eaves, rockeries, quiet elegance, few people came.

In the pavilion, Han Fei stood with a young man wearing a silver-trimmed mask, talking eloquently.

Not far away, Wei Zhuang stood with a fair-faced, white-robed youth, occasionally uttering a sentence that was astonishing.

"Brother Han, I am willing to use the power of the four corners of the world to forge a Son of Heaven Sword, to set rules for this world, and for everyone to respect these rules.

Are you willing to help me, to build that great achievement together, to change the world?"

The tall, mysterious silver-masked man asked.

Han Fei was silent. It was rare to find someone so like-minded in the world.

If the two of them worked together, they would surely create a great cause.

But thinking of this person's identity, Han Fei sighed slightly in his heart and said:

"Lord Shang, I am deeply honored by what you have said. However, I am currently unable to extricate myself from the affairs of the Han State, and it is difficult for me to become that sword-forger. I apologize!"

"Brother Han, why don't you consider it again?"

The silver-masked man asked, his expression calm, his demeanor extraordinary, his gorgeous white robe fluttering in the wind.

Pieces of green leaves slowly fell on the lake near the rockery, and the calm water rippled out in circles.