Three Princes Gather Together 9

  As soon as the boat reached the shore, the boatman went over and took the rope, then turned around to invite them aboard.

  Nalan Lian took a leap forward, landing elegantly on the ship's rail. Turning around, she saw Ming Yuqiong holding up her long skirt, estimating how far she needed to stretch one foot to reach the ship's rail.

  He smiled and took a step forward, wanting to pull her up.

  "It wasn't until I saw the painting boat that I remembered, that black and white warm jade chess piece, after taking it last time, has been placed on this boat all along, and forgot to take it back to the mansion." Rong Yi stood by the shore, his face as white as jade, a pair of eyes like deep ocean waves, smiling lightly.

  "It's been here all along! No wonder you asked me to take it out and show you, you always said you didn't have it, I thought you were really stingy!" As soon as she heard her beloved chess piece, Nalan Lantian's peach blossom eyes lit up, "Where did you put it? I want to see."

  It is known to all that the Sixth Prince Nalan Lian, apart from his fondness for beautiful women, has another thing that ranks above beautiful women, and that is chess.

  Rong Yi's voice was warm and gentle, "In the first row of the redwood cabinet."

  Upon hearing this, Nalan Lian glanced at Ming Yujie and then at Rong Yi. With him here, Yujie would be fine. He turned around and walked towards the interior of the painted barge.

  This person is heavy on chess but light on friendship!

  Ming Yu Kong watched as Nalan Lian entered the painting boat, raised her eyes to look at the ship's side that reached above her waist, and lowered her head to look at the long skirt on her body.

  Thinking that I might as well use my lightness skill to fly up there too, otherwise I'd have to lift up my skirt to climb up. Just then, a gentle and elegant voice like a spring breeze came from above.

  "Give me your hand and I'll pull you up."

  She was entranced by that voice and slowly lifted her head.

  A man in light clothing walked slowly up the plank at a slant and boarded the ship without anyone noticing.

  He slightly bowed his head, with a subtle raise of an eyebrow on his jade-like face, and his lips seemed to be stained with rose juice, yet more vivid than the rose itself.

  The pupil reflects the ripples under the boat, broken and fragmented like a lake of water contained within the eyes, the slightly raised chin is like a flying willow leaf, carrying a flickering flirtatious intent.

  From this perspective, such a face is so beautiful that it takes one's breath away and makes one despair.

  Despair has no other way to surpass such beauty, despair has no other way to replace such beauty.

  Not a freak, but better than a freak.

  Her face was as calm and serene as a goddess, and Ming Yu felt that she couldn't refuse the hand he stretched out to her.

  Even those hands, with slender fingers and transparent fingernails rounded over the white fingertips, are like a delicate work of art.

  Want to hold it in my hand and see if it's really as cool and smooth as jade.

  She clenched her fist and placed her small hand on his palm, the feeling of skin-to-skin contact was neither cool nor hot, but just right warm from the touch of fingertips.

  Just like the feeling he gives to others, elegant, noble, perfect.

  Still very safe.

  Ming Yu Kong pursed her delicate lips, and with the help of his arm, she lifted her leg high and stepped onto the boat board. It was still a bit easier to have someone pull her up, just as she did so, somehow...

  Rong Yi's hand suddenly tilted, and Ming Yulang was in a state of weightlessness, with one foot on the boat board and the other foot in mid-air, when his body involuntarily followed Rong Yi's tilt.

  "Stomach black, you pull steady me!" She shouted with a start.

  Fortunately, Rong Yi's hand only relaxed for a moment, and then he still firmly grasped her hand, pulling her up with one swift motion.