When Han Mo returned to the cabin, everyone asked about Tang Shuhu. Han Mo only smiled and said that Tang Shuhu suddenly had something urgent to do and had left.

Everyone immediately complained about Tang Shuhu, blaming the master for leaving without notifying him. Fortunately, everyone was familiar with each other. After complaining, they all tasted wine and chatted, but they were not deserted.

Guan Haofeng approached, leaned closer and smiled, "Young Master Han, Shaohe is on the East China Sea, you are all taking care of you. I'll give you a cup!"

Han Mo immediately knew that Guan Haofeng was Guan Shaohe's father and uncle. Even though he didn't dare to neglect, he hurriedly served the cup. The two drank a cup together. Han Mo asked in a low voice: "Boss Guan, but I don't know what you and Brother Shaohe are called?"

Guan Haofeng did not hide it and said softly with a smile: "Shaohe is my dog!"

really!

Han Mo immediately said: "Boss Guan, the source of trade in the East China Sea depends entirely on your Guan's trading bank's supply. If this maritime trade was not supported by your Guan's trading bank, it would not be so smooth. I would like toast you!" He immediately picked up the wine pot, poured wine for Guan Haofeng first, and then filled the wine himself, raising his glass and sipped it all.

Guan Haofeng also drank the wine in the glass and smiled and said softly: "Young Master Han, you are polite. In fact, if Mr. Han did not provide such an opportunity, even if my Guan family trade business has the ability, it would not be able to do anything."

The two of them whispered in a low voice, and others thought that Guan Haofeng was trying to win over Han Mo. After all, Guan’s trading business was all over the world, and if the Guan family wanted a smooth business, they naturally had to make friends with officials from all sides.

A moment later, a maid came to Han Mo and laughed softly, "Mr. Han, my girl is welcome!"

Han Mo was talking to Guan Haofeng about some business matters, mainly to understand which Nanyang goods are best sold in the Central Plains. The maid suddenly came over. Han Mo didn't understand yet and asked, "Who is your girl?"

The maid covered her mouth and smiled, "Young Master Han forgot so quickly? Our fairy girl Yun is waiting for you upstairs!"

Han Mo realized it, and was quite embarrassed. When everyone around heard it, Wen Yubai had already stood up and smiled and said, "Everyone, Miss Yunxian invited Mr. Han to discuss the rhythm, so we should not disturb him." He bowed to Han Mo and said, "Young Master Han, Yu Bai said goodbye first. If you have time, you will ask Mr. Han for advice on the rhythm!"

Han Mo hurriedly stood up and returned, "Then I want Mr. Wen to give me more advice!"

This group of people was very conscious of the times and immediately stood up to say goodbye. They often gathered in such banquets, and then they scattered. There were many light boats parked by the pleasure boat, and most of them returned together. Many people sighed in their hearts that they could not have imagined that the most beautiful pearl fairy girl on Peacock Lake would be picked by a Yan native today.

Han Mo sent Guan Haofeng to the side of the boat, and the two whispered a few more times before saying goodbye.

Since Tang Shuhu persuaded Han Mo to not leave twice and he had to contact Miss Yunxian. Han Mo thought about it and would be a bit rude if he left here. He made up his mind to teach the singing method of "When will the Moon Come" several times. No matter whether Yunxian learned it or not, he would have to leave himself. The stories of those talented men and beautiful women must not happen here.

The originally bustling misty boat became deserted for a moment.

The little maid saw Han Mo awkwardly and covered her mouth and smiled: "Young Master, please follow me!"

Han Mohan nodded with a smile and thought to himself: "I just go up and talk about some singing knowledge, nothing else!" Try to make yourself calm and natural.

Han Mo followed the little maid and climbed the ladder and went straight to the fourth floor of the highest shore of the Mist Boat. Then he entered a room. The room was very large and clean and quiet. The sandalwood in the room was swaying, which made people feel energetic. There was a hall and a room, the door was closed, and there were candles in the living room. In this room, he couldn't feel that he was now on a pleasure boat and he thought he was in a small pavilion of a mansion.

"Young master waited for a while, and the girl will come out immediately!" The little maid laughed, stepped back, and brought it to the door.

Han Mo looked at the small bamboo door next to him and knew that inside it was probably Miss Yunxian’s boudoir. As the top brand of the Mist Boat, it was reasonable to have such a residence.

He carried his hands on his back and looked around. The living room was simple. There was a round ancient wooden table with a few small stools around it. There were fruit trays and tea on the table, as well as a few potted flowers, and a faint fragrance wafted inside the house.

There were many calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls. Han Mo looked around. Although he didn't know much, he also knew that these calligraphy and paintings were of extremely high standards, including a painting by Tang Shuhu, which was very artistic.

"Young Master Han, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" A delicate voice sounded from behind, which was the voice of the fairy girl Yun. Han Mo hurriedly turned around and saw the door open and a slim figure walked out from inside.

She seemed to have just taken a shower, with her hair hanging down, her face flushed, and wearing a white veil, but a pink tube topped her chest, and her two round and plump breasts were clearly printed on the tube top, with mountains stacked.

As she appeared, a scent of jasmine wafted out.

Han Mo bowed and smiled, "The girl's calligraphy and paintings are all made by famous masters. This is why it is no wonder that the girl is also talented!"

Miss Yunxian smiled and said, "Actually, Yunxian has no big hobby for calligraphy and painting, but he just likes the musical method. Today, I heard from the guidance of the young master, but Yunxian feels like she sees the blue sky with a sense of pulling out the clouds and mists." He also said, "Please sit down!"

Han Mo was not polite, and sat down at the table and smiled, "You have been too rewarded. Actually, I don't know much about music. Today is just a bit of nonsense, which makes the girl laugh!"

Yunxian smiled sweetly, her beautiful face was very beautiful. She was slim. She walked to the table and poured a cup of tea for Han Mo. She chuckled and said, "Young Master, this is jasmine tea. Jasmine petals are all picked by Yunxian and made by herself. You can taste it!"

Han Mo smiled and said, "The tea made by the girl must be excellent." He actually poured tea in another cup and pushed it to Yunxian and said, "The guest follows the host's will. The girl wants me to drink tea, and she always has to accompany me!"

Yunxian was stunned, then his eyes flowed and he said softly: "Young Master... are you afraid there is something in this tea?"

Han Mo laughed and said, "Miss is so careless."

Yunxian sighed and said, "It turns out that the young master doesn't trust Yunxian so much." He picked up the tea cup, drank it half a cup before putting it down, and said coquettishly: "Young Master, look, this tea... Yunxian has drunk it!"

Han Mo smiled faintly and picked up the teacup. His right hand was secretly carrying a small silver needle, which was unaware of it. The silver needle was stuck on the metal glove in the blink of an eye. Han Mo deliberately blew the tea noodles, but his eyes were looking at the silver needle to see if there was any change. This is a poisoned silver needle specially made by Xihua Hall. As long as it is toxic, the silver needle will change color in an instant.

He is now in Qingguo, and he is careful everywhere and guards against everything. When this fairy girl Yun asked him to come upstairs, others thought it was Miss Yunxian who fell in love with Han Mo because of Han Mo's talent and knowledge, but Han Mo himself would not think so.

Since Yunxian was able to hold on to the Yinyunfang for so long, she was the top card and had not been caged yet, she was still a virgin. It can be seen that the backstage of the Yinyunfang and Yunxian valued her virginity.

This mist boat is the largest boat of the Peacock Eight Boats. The people who come and go are all talented and literati, and there are countless wealthy businessmen. Yunxian is the number one sister in the Fengyue Place in the Capital. I wonder how many people can’t afford it.

In terms of talent, there are definitely great talents among them. Not to mention money.

Those with talent and silver were all in the misty boats, and the fairy girl Yun was not easily combed. Han Mo really didn't believe that she just sang a song and said a few words in a pretentious way, and she could win the favor of this fairy girl Yun.

Although Han Mo felt that he was very handsome and had a talented and talented temperament, he did not believe that he could make the eyes of this fairy girl Yun, who had seen countless people, illuminated her eyes.

If the other party was just a little girl who had never seen the world suddenly became attracted by her literary talent and appearance, Han Mo would still be a little confident, but the knowledgeable girl in front of him would never be attracted so easily.

So she invited herself to come up. Others thought it was a good thing, but Han Mo felt that it was a bit weird in the middle and had to be careful.

The silver needle did not change color, which means that there was no deadly poison in the tea. Han Mo then took a sip with confidence. It was indeed a fragrant jasmine fragrance, which made people feel happy.

Yunxian smiled softly, took out a bamboo flute from beside him, and said to Han Mo: "Young Master Han, when will the bright moon come?" is paired with the sound of the flute, which has another artistic conception. Can Yunxian ask Mr. Han to play the flute and Yunxian sing softly, and try to make progress?"

Han Mo shook his head and smiled, "I can't play the flute."

"Young Master lied to you." Yun Xian's beautiful eyes flowed and said in a sweet voice: "How can you not play the flute?"

"It's true." Han Mo shrugged.

Yunxian sighed quietly, "Since that's the case, is Yunxian playing the flute for the young master, okay?"

Han Mo's heart was thrilled, and he couldn't help but glance at Yunxian's plump and red lips, pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "Since that's the case, then give it a try!"

Yun Xian smiled sweetly, and she raised her hand gently, and pointed the bamboo flute at her lips. She glanced at Han Mo with beautiful eyes, indicating that she was ready.

Han Mo stood up and cleared his throat. At this moment, the sound of the bamboo flute had already sounded, ethereal and distant, as if in the sky.

Combined with the sound of the flute, Han Mo began to sing "When will the bright moon come?" softly. His voice was not bad. The singing and the flute sound really felt a different feeling.

Suddenly, Han Mo felt a heat coming out of his lower abdomen. The heat came extremely suddenly and spread around his lower abdomen. This strange feeling made Han Mo unable to help but look at Yunxian's plump and tall peaks. As Yunxian's breath rose and fell when he was playing the flute, the two peaks wrapped in a strapless breast also rose and fell, and waves rose and waves.

Han Mo only felt a little dry in his mouth, and forced his eyes to move upwards, not allowing himself to look at the turbulent chest, but his eyes were upwards, his white jade neck, his bright red and plump lips, his jade flour cheeks, his almond eyes and nose, and his tender skin seemed to have a fire-like passion and temptation. No matter where he looked, the blood in Han Mo's body rolled up.

At this moment, although Yunxian was still playing the flute, the sound of the flute had gone away. The fair face was blushing and beautiful, and the watery eyes were actually extremely obvious. The lips were slightly opened, and the whole person seemed to be dripping water. The legs couldn't help but clamped tightly.

In the whole room, the spring feeling seemed to be coming with an unstoppable momentum.

Suddenly, Han Mo suddenly stepped forward, stretched out his right hand with a different metal glove, and slapped the bamboo flute away. He actually reached out to pinch Miss Yunxian's delicate white jade-like neck, and said coldly: "Who... made you poison?"

Yunxian was pinched by Han Mo, and his face showed a look of horror, but the flush did not fade away. Instead, the spring in his eyes became even stronger. He bit his red lips and did not speak.

"What poison is it?" Han Mo asked again: "If you don't say it again, you will immediately break your neck!"

At this moment, Han Mo did not have any sympathy for his fragrance, but his body was extremely hot, Yun Xian's charming face was right in front of him, and the faint fragrance made Han Mo endure a huge torture.
Chapter completed!