Only, the

heavens do not allow people to do as they wish, at Xian Yun Manor where the two

martial arts leaders of past and present lived, you had to pay particular

attention when climbing walls.

Zhuang

Sheng shamelessly raised his hands: “Oh, Hero Han also came to bask in the

moonlight?”

Han Yi Fan raised

his long pipe, taking two breathes, he cracked seeds between his teeth on the

edge of the roof: “Hero Zhuang also came to admire the moon?”

Zhuang

Sheng awkwardly laughed twice, in his heart he already knew not to trifle with

the other person.

The head of

a famous righteous sect, he ought to be solemn, honest, a person whose words

and manners should not be easily swayed for personal reasons, this sort of

person could not stand a word of slander by someone else, unable to crack a

little bit of a smile. As an old fox of the Jianghu, Zhuang Sheng can very

easily provoke a man of honour’s weakest nerve casually, then using his style

of fallacious reasoning he could confuse the other person so that they wouldn’t

even remember the name of their parents, this previous martial arts leader also

was not solemn at all, you call him hero, he naturally also addressed you as

hero, you say you’re basking in the moonlight, he says the moon is great, not

warm, not cold, calm and collected, with one glance you would know he’s a man who

has circled the edge of h.e.l.l, tasted blood and suffered injuries.

This sort

of person, appeared to drift with the waves and go with the flow but in fact

had quite a bit of principle, their favourite thing to do is to persist until

success is achieved. If you say they didn’t have any internal heat, the fire in

their heart is fairly exuberant. Looking at that smoking pipe, glowing and

dimming, it can sufficiently show their true state of mind. This sort of person

already had practiced into a refined monster from an ordinary person, the

hardness of their heart is even harder than that of the pangolin in the old

forest deep in the mountains

Han Yi Fan

was not only smoking a pipe, he was also drinking. When Zhuang Sheng had sat

down, he pulled a wine pot from somewhere: “A toast to the bright moon, to the

shadows of three people. Hero Zhuang, want a sip?”

Zhuang

Sheng again forced a laugh, where were there three people? He thought in his

head, his mouth already replied: “Refusing would be impolite.” Reaching out his

hand to take it, under the clear, bright moonlight, he clearly saw the distinct

pattern of the intoxicated immortal Li Bai on the wine pot. His complexion did

not change, in addition he genuinely took two mouthfuls, and giving it back.

Han Yi Fan

smiled: “Great courage. You’re not scared of me poisoning it.”

Zhuang

Sheng touched his mouth: “As a flower thief well versed in letters and

military, my biggest wish is to die under the skirt of tree peony flowers;

right now it’s very late at night, the flowers aren’t open, I can only

temporarily be a drunkard. A close friend of mine said before, live in the

moment, if there’s poison in the wine, then you need to wait until you’ve drank

it, before you can speak maliciously of the wine, that way you won’t disappoint

the kind feelings of the person who brewed the wine.”

Han Yi Fan

took a long mouthful of the pipe, the tip of his foot taping on the roof tiles:

“Then the wine has been drank now, do you not need to start appreciating the

flowers?”

Zhuang

Sheng choked. As expected, Hero Han deliberately came to catch a flower thief,

was he worth being pursued relentlessly and beaten! He clearly hadn’t started

picking flowers, even if he wanted to pluck them, it also depended on whether

Xia Ling Mei underneath the roof was compliant to the scheme, clothes half

untied, lying on the bed waiting for him to come in. (┬＿┬)

Before he

left the house he should have checked the almanac, today must be a bad day to

do anything.

Zhuang

Sheng considered for quite a while, before saying: “I’m not going to hide from

Hero Han, no matter how people obstruct, Xiao Sheng aspires to have Lady Xia.”

Han Yi Fan

said indifferently: “Speak.”

He must

have come to Xia Ling Mei’s roof to bathe under the moon because he was bored?

Listening to his tone, speak! An expression to allow you to do whatever you

wanted, like it’ll come in my left ear and leave my right ear, it really made

people want to use his pipe to scald his nose.

“Then I’ll

have to speak from my background, I am qian

s.h.i.+ tong,

and my father is wan s.h.i.+ tong.

My mother, is the daughter of a small family, my father was away all year

round, more than half the year my mother watched over the empty house. She was

too weak, like a coloured gla.s.s bottle placed in an extravagant house, although

she was very beautiful she was very weak. When father thought of her he would

return home `appreciate her beauty and have a bit of fun`, tired of her, he

would again leave the house to travel around. 

Beautiful things always attract

people’s gaze, she was too easy to entice, also beautiful and weak things are

even easier to destroy. She wandered between father and her lover, after she

gave birth to me, father asked her `who’s child is this?`, the next day, she

took her own life.

Pity on my

father, he knew the parents of all the children in the Jianghu, in the end he

didn’t know if he was the father of his own son.

I roamed

far and wide with him, after I understood a bit more, I then became aware not

every man will only have one wife and child, and not every woman is loyal to

their husband.”

“That’s why

you became a flower thief?”

Zhuang

Sheng spread out his hands: “Have I really plucked flowers?” He asked, tilting

his head looking into the distance. A thread of smoke twisted and turned in the

air dissipating, like the struggles in someone’s life time, in the end still

turning into dust and returning to the dirt.

“I

approached those women’s bedroom, hearing their first involuntarily shrieks,

the second time losing their heads out of fear, the third time they were

already capable of talking to me, the fourth, fifth, sixth times, after ten,

twenty times, they are certain I am a man of honour. 

Amongst them, some people

would utter my name in their sleep, some people would light a 

lamp every day,

every night, waiting for my figure to fly past their windows; some people, their

complexions would contain l.u.s.t, promptly waiting on their beds enthusiastically

and bashful, waiting for me to once again open their window…” Zhuang Sheng

laughed bitterly. 

“Those were some frail flowers!”

Han Yi Fan

lifted his clothes arranging them, his entire body lying down on the roof, the

flame in his pipe seemingly roaring more and more.

Zhuang

Sheng on his own initiative took the wine pot from his hand, taking large

mouthfuls: “I originally thought, women in the entire world were the same, how

did I know, during a dark and windy night, a not too big, not too small nail would almost crack my skull open. I

met the shrewish, outspoken, brave and scheming, wise and resolute Lady Xia.”

Han Yi Fan

asked him: “Where did you make out she’s resolute?”

Zhuang

Sheng made a fist: “Since I’ve known her, she has rejected Lord w.a.n.g’s

proposition to be together one hundred and fifteen times.”

Proposition?

How did Han Yi Fan not know of w.a.n.g Yun Feng was so shameless.

“She even

rejected the hundred and forty eight marriage proposals introduced by the

matchmakers.”

How can the criteria for a daughter of the Xia family to choose a husband be so easily

attained. That year, w.a.n.g Yun Feng even if his head smashed open still only

wanted to marry Xia family’s second wife’s daughter, he didn’t even have the

qualifications to marry the third wife’s.

“That’s

it?”

“No.”

Zhuang Sheng looked up at the sky sighing deeply, “when she rejected other

people, she also rejected my love, three or four times! That sort of unwavering

woman is rare in this world, I want to have her! Ah----“ just as he finished

speaking, his head was in great pain, the end of Han Yi Fan’s pipe even-handedly

hit him right on the forehead.

“Just on

those basis, it’s far from enough.”

Zhuang

Sheng in unbearable pain covered his head spoke with melancholy: “I know it’s

not enough, that’s why all along I’ve never asked anything of her.”

Han Yi Fan

understood very well: “You want her to repay you for saving her.”

“Right.”

“The only

way to repay kindness is by devoting their live to you.”

“Right.”

“But you’re

afraid she’ll refuse, so you want to confront her improperly at the manor, then

while everyone is watching you will declare with the dignity of righteousness

you won’t 

marry anyone but her. Under the situation of where her reputation may

suffer she can only marry you with deep gratefulness.”

“Right.”

“Oh dear,”

Han Yi Fan heaved a sigh, “Youngster, you’re dreaming.”

Zhuang

Sheng could not help but jump up: “Excuse me, hero, don’t use such a calm and 

collected appearance to say such cruel things!”

Han Yi Fan

continued calmly: “The truth is cruel.”

“Then I

will continue to persist with great effort, until she promises to marry me.”

Han Yi Fan

continued unhurriedly: “You should wake up from your dream.”

Zhuang

Sheng dejectedly said: “I’m going to rest.”

Han Yi Fan

nodded: “Lady Xia is just underneath, aren’t you going to go and greet her?”

“Oh, no!” Zhuang

Sheng refused to listen in pain.

Down below,

Xia Ling Mei sat in the middle of the garden, Xia Fen filled with suspicion the

wild leopard’s eyes revealed an ominous glint as he stared at him.

Zhuang

Sheng, could he live to see another day?

Zhuang

Sheng wanting to live buried his head in the sand and pretended to have seen

nothing, stealthily climbing down from the back of the house, the mother and

son in front of the house had already coldly said together: “Flower thief, come

down.”

Zhuang

Sheng covered his ears: “Xiao Sheng is not a flower thief.”

Together:

“Come down!”

Zhuang

Sheng looked to the left, looked to the right, wanting Han Yi Fan to help him

explain, looking attentively, a cold wind rustled through the roof top, where

was the silhouette of that previous martial arts leader’s pipe smoke.

The heavens

want me to die!

Just as he

touched the ground, the small leopard Xia Fen bared his teeth, yelling at him:

“Beast!”

If the two

words `hat and clothes` were added in front of that, Zhuang Sheng’s position in

Xia Fen’s heart would be on par with Jiu Fang Xi. But, what made him more

depressed was, he had personally taught Xia Feng that phrase dressed up animal.

What goes around comes around, appropriate retribution.

Xia Ling

Mei stood up, fixing her eyes on him: “Zhuang Sheng, can I trust you?”

Zhuang

Sheng forced a smile: “To say the least, up to now I haven’t done paid you any

lip service, never hurt you, what’s more never hurt your heart.”

Xia Ling

Mei pacified the restless Xia Fen in her embrace, muttering to herself

irresolutely: “That’s because I never placed my heart in your trust. Without

the heart, naturally you cannot be broken-hearted.”

Zhuang

Sheng stubbornly kept smiling for a while, involuntarily recalling the time at

w.a.n.g residence. The him at that time, all that was in his eyes was her

silhouette, and yet her heart still remained with w.a.n.g Yun Feng. Before falling

off the cliff, the two people in the confusion had seen w.a.n.g Yun Feng’s alarm, compared

to his and Xia Ling Mei dying together, w.a.n.g Yun Feng must be very unsatisfied?

This time it happened like this, what about next time?

Maybe, the

peace Xia Ling Mei had felt after arriving at the manor, is also because she’s

thinking over the same question.

w.a.n.g Yun

Feng and Xia Ling Mei, skimming over their complicated status, with regards to 

their natural talent, are they really incompatible?

One was the

Wei Zheng

of the cultured government officials, the other is the Mu Gui Ying

of the rich young ladies; one s.h.i.+fted with the movements of the imperial

court, one was the phoenix of the highest heavens in the gra.s.slands. Their

talents were as different as the sky and earth, even though they would

eventually meet, but no one could truly enter into the other’s embrace.

“Maybe, you

can experience a bit of change.” Zhuang Sheng said, the opposite of his usual

sloppy self, a sincere and concentrated expression: “Although I cannot reach

your high expectations in choosing a husband, but I can accompany you to travel

the world. If you’re happy, I’m happy; if you’re sad, I’ll make you happy; if

someone bullies you, I will stand up for you; if you bully others, I will be

your hands and feet; if you want elaborate clothes and gourmet food, I will rob

the rich to aid our deficiencies; if you want to be free and at leisure, I will

take you to the gra.s.slands to graze livestock, catch fish in shallow seas, set

traps deep in the mountains to catch tigers; if you miss your relatives, I will

hold your hand home even if its tens of thousands of miles away; if you prefer

handsome and talented men, I will build an enormous Epang Palace for you, if

you want to dally with anyone then dally with anyone. 

Debauchery doesn’t

matter, it doesn’t matter if you blow hot and cold…”

“What about

Xia Fen?”

“Ao----“the

small leopard had taken a bite of the other persons shoulder, his whole body

wrapped around his head as if he was continuing to think where the most tender

meet is.

“He,

naturally is my lifeblood. Ao----ao, ao” Zhuang Sheng lifeblood hurts so much. %>_