Futian Sword Fanatics

3Hearing Huangfu Shuqin's words, Huangfu Yueer immediately became excited, and unhappiness could be seen written all over her pure and innocent face.    1

    

"Look at how excited you are. You're obviously afraid that eighth sister will snatch your beloved away, yet you refuse to admit it!"    

    

At this time, Huangfu Shuqin looked at Huangfu Yueer and said with a smile.    

    

"Humph, that's not it, since I won't allow Mo Lin to look for Eighth Sister, humph!"    

    

At this time, Huangfu Yueer looked at Huangfu Shuqin and moaned non-stop.    

    

However, Master Mo Lin does have matters to discuss with eighth sister, you shouldn't be too unruly. If you ruin Master Mo Lin's plans, then Master Mo Lin will hate you for the rest of your life. "    

    

At this time, Huangfu Shuqin looked at Huangfu Yueer and said with a smile.    

    

"Do you hate me for the rest of my life? I don't want Sir Mo Lin to hate me! "    

    

Listening to Huangfu Shuqin's words, Huangfu Yueer said in a low voice, it was quite willful just a moment ago, but now it suddenly seemed like a deflated balloon.    

    

"Then just let Master Mo Lin go find Eighth Sister."    

    

Looking at Huangfu Yueer, Huangfu Shuqin tapped Huangfu Yueer's nose and laughed.    

    

"Fine then. Let him go find Eighth Sister!"    

    

Looking at Huangfu Shuqin, Huangfu Yueer asked with slight unwillingness.    

    

"Cough cough cough, Lady Yue'er, Lady Shuqin, I really have something that I need to ask Eighth Princess for, so I will take my leave."    

    

At this time, Mo Lin looked at Huangfu Yueer and Huangfu Yueer, his gaze burning with passion.    

    

"Alright, then Young Master Mo Lin can take care."    

    

At this time, Huangfu Shuqin looked at Mo Lin, as her beautiful eyes twisted, and said.    

    

Finished speaking, Mo Lin turned around and directly walked toward the Eighth Princess's residence.    

    

"Hmph, if this Mo Lin dares to fall in love with Eighth Sister, I won't forgive him!"    

    

Right at this time, Huangfu Yueer said through gritted teeth as she watched Mo Lin's disappearing figure.    

    

"Enough, Yue Er. Stop chattering. Look at you. You're going to have a hard time getting jealous after a while."    

    

At this time, Huangfu Shuqin tapped Huangfu Yueer's nose once again, and said with a smile.    

    

"Who's jealous, I'm not jealous, I'm just worried that Mo Lin will take action against Eighth Sister, and be interested in Eighth Sister's looks. No, I want to take a look at Eighth Sister's residence, I can't let Mo Lin take advantage of me!"    

    

Just at this time, Huangfu Yueer looked at Huangfu Shuqin, gritting her teeth, as though she was a little tiger about to eat someone.    

    

With that, Huangfu Yueer walked towards the Eighth Princess's residence.    

    

"Yue Er, come back. Don't cause trouble for your eighth sister."    

    

Seeing Huangfu Yueer walking towards the Eighth Princess's manor with a jealous expression, Huangfu Shuqin started to worry.    

    

"Big sister, don't worry, I won't cause trouble for eighth sister."    

    

At this time, Huangfu Yueer looked at Huangfu Shuqin, and directly guaranteed.    

    

"Sigh, girl, go ahead."    

    

Looking at Huangfu Yueer, Huangfu Shuqin shook her head and sighed.    

    

Looking at Huangfu Yueer's disappearing figure, Huangfu Shuqin slightly frowned.    

    

"It's really strange, why would Seventh Sister, who is always so unruly and willful, ignore men, be so fond of Sir Mo Lin? However, speaking of which, Young Master Mo Lin is a genius with a humble and courteous attitude.    

    

At this time, Huangfu Shuqin looked at Huangfu Yueer's disappearing figure and started muttering to herself.    

    

But just as Huangfu Shuqin was thinking about Mo Lin and thinking about him, her dignified and exquisite face suddenly flushed red, and her heartbeat unconsciously started to beat faster.    

    

At this moment, Mo Lin had already reached the front of Eighth Princess's residence.    

    

Eighth Princess's residence was very unique. From the outside, it looked very ancient.    

    

And Eighth Princess's residence, the signboard was also very unique.    

    

The words "Water Cloud Pavilion" were written on the plaque.    

    

"The Cloudwater Pavilion, has water and clouds. It sounds very gentle and graceful, very cotton and silk. Judging from the style of the building, it seems to have an ancient style. This Eighth Princess should be a very interesting person."    

    

Mo Lin looked at the plaque and muttered.    

    

"Dong Dong Dong"    

    

After muttering for a while, Mo Lin walked to the side of the signboard and knocked.    

    

"Creak!"    

    

The door opened with a clank, and a servant girl dressed appropriately opened the door.    

    

"May I ask what's the matter, Young Master?"    

    

After opening the door, the servant looked at Mo Lin and half-squatted as she greeted him.    

    

"It's like this, I have an important matter to discuss with your Eighth Princess, may I trouble you to inform him."    

    

Just at this time, Mo Lin looked at the servant and cupped his fists as he said.    

    

"Alright, then I'll have to trouble young master to wait here for a moment. I'll go in and notify them."    

    

Looking at Mo Lin, the servant lowered her head and said.    

    

"Alright, sorry for troubling you."    

    

Just then, Mo Lin looked at the servant and cupped his fists once again.    

    

With that, the servant girl turned and entered the residence to report.    

    

Not long later, the maidservant returned.    

    

"Young master, my princess invites you."    

    

Just as the servant came out, the servant looked at Mo Lin and greeted respectfully.    

    

"Sorry for the trouble."    

    

Looking at the servant, Mo Lin smiled.    

    

Finished speaking, the two of them directly entered the Eighth Princess's residence.    

    

After entering the mansion, what entered his vision was the pavilions, sculptures of the pavilions, fake mountains and pavilions, and the Flowing Spring Stone Bridge.    

    

It could be said that the scene in front of him was like a paradise. It was beautiful, yet it did not lose its elegance. It was solemn and had a charm to it.    

    

Just by looking at the structure of the buildings, Mo Lin knew that this Eighth Princess was definitely a very special woman.    

    

Just as Mo Lin was enjoying the scenery, suddenly, a melodious zither music came out.    

    

The sound of the zither was gentle and long, like water and clouds, giving one a tranquil and serene feeling.    

    

"Is your young miss playing the zither?"    

    

After hearing the zither music, Mo Lin looked at the servant and laughed.    

    

"Yes, my young mistress said that it has been a long time since a guest visited her, so she specially played a song for her young master."    

    

Just then, the servant looked at Mo Lin and said respectfully.    

    

"Young master, follow me. My lady is on the Shuiyue Platform, deep within the fake mountain."    

    

Looking at Mo Lin, the servant said respectfully.    

    

"Alright."    

    

Looking at the servant, Mo Lin cupped his fists and said.    

    

With that, Mo Lin followed the servant and went deeper into the fake mountain.    

    

The deeper they went into the fake mountain, the more melodious the music became, and the more intoxicating it became.    

    

With quick steps, Mo Lin quickly followed the servant out of the fake mountain.    

    

After exiting the fake mountain, Mo Lin saw two huge locust trees.    

    

The locust tree towered into the sky, and the locust flower hung down.    

    

Under the locust tree, there was a high platform with the words' Shuiyue Platform 'written on it.    

    

Beside the Shuiyue Platform, there was the sound of flowing water and the sound of flowing water. It seemed very poetic and picturesque.    

    

On the Shuiyue Platform, there was a woman covered in a veil. Her posture was graceful and graceful, seeming like a dream or immortal. She sat upright on the Shuiyue Platform, her slender fingers playing on the zither strings.    

    

The melodious sound of the zither and the jingling of the water were comparable to the sounds of nature.    

    

Beautiful scenery, heavenly paradise, it was comparable to a paradise.