The Destiny of Going to Hell

When Su Yue returned to the space, she saw a gentle woman with picturesque features talking about poetry and painting with 555. She had a very calm temperament.

After a brief conversation, Su Yue discovered that she was Chen Wanyin. Her wish was to enter Hongli's harem. She just watched her from afar. She was indeed an infatuated woman.

Compared to Yihuan, Chen Wanyin's true feelings are actually more touching.

Decades of secret love, silent companionship, who can achieve long-lasting love? Chen Wanyin's palace is filled with portraits of Hongli, who is indifferent, kind, quiet, and does not compete with the world.

555's eyes sparkled with yearning, "Su Yue, go ahead."

When Su Yue opened her eyes, she had become Chen Wanyin. However, unlike before, Chen Wanyin's father, Chen Tingzhang, was now the second-rank Governor of Jiangnan, a high official position.

It seems that 555 has used his power.

Jiangnan has always been a prosperous place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, which has nurtured many talented and beautiful people.

Spring is in the air, the sky is clear, and Hongli is sent by Yinzhen to Jiangnan to do business, and he has to deal with Chen Tingzhang. As Hongli looks at the blooming lotus, he can't help but want to go boating on the lake.

He stood on the shore waiting for Wang Qin to call a boat, secretly marveling at the sight of the lotus flowers, which stood tall and gracefully out of the water.

The green leaves, pink flowers and rippling water are truly beautiful.

From a distance, Hongli saw a woman standing on a small boat. He couldn't see her face clearly because of the distance, but the woman was dressed in exquisite clothes and the way she stretched out her arms to stroke the lotus flowers made people imagine a lot.

Wang Qin called for a boat, and Hongli took the lead himself, wanting to get closer to the Lotus Fairy. But as he got closer, Hongli's heartbeat quickened uncontrollably.

This person had skin whiter than snow, and a pair of clear and bright eyes on her palm-sized oval face. She had a faint smile, and dimples were faintly visible on both sides of her cheeks. She had a light and ethereal temperament.

Hongli was a little dazed. He tightened his hand holding the folding fan slightly, and looked at that place with deep eyes. It was hard to tell what emotion he was feeling. Amazement? Appreciation? Or something else.

Hongli had only one thought in his mind: Could it be that there really was a lotus fairy?

"The lotus fragrance fades and the green leaves wither; the west wind stirs up the green waves with worry." The woman murmured softly, and her pleasant voice immediately entered Hongli's ears.

This is a poem written by Li Jing. Not many people know about it, and it is even rarer for a woman to know about it. It seems that this is more than just a beautiful woman with a pretty face.

Chen Wanyin frowned slightly, as if she had seen Hongli's aggressive gaze. Feng Wu, the maid beside her, immediately glared at her, "Young Master, it's really frivolous to behave like this!"

Hongli was actually quite conspicuous standing on the boat. His noble aura made him unique, and his face was also handsome. He had a smile on his face, and said frankly, "I just saw that the young lady was so beautiful that I was greedy for a moment and lost my manners. I am really sorry."

Hongli bowed and apologized, and Chen Wanyin nodded lightly, which was considered his honesty.

But Feng Wu was not happy, "You are quite polite, but your follower's eyes are almost glued to me. If you keep looking at me, I will dig out his eyes!"

Feng Wu is an orphan girl who was accidentally rescued by Chen Wanyin. Since she was a child, she was afraid of meeting criminals when she went out because of her fragile appearance, so she learned martial arts.

When Hongli heard Feng Wu's words, he turned around and looked back, and saw that Wang Qin's lustful eyes had not yet been retracted.

This damned bastard, his eyes were gloomy, Wang Qin's body trembled slightly, Hongli turned his head embarrassedly, "It's my fault, I apologize to the young lady."

Chen Wanyin shook her head, not wanting to argue, and turned to leave. Feng Wu followed behind her and snorted heavily.

Hongli felt that he had lost face and was very upset. "Wu Shulai, suppress this bastard. I don't want to see him again."

A sturdy man immediately nodded and pulled Wang Qin down.

Wang Qin cried with tears all over his face, but his mouth was tightly blocked. It was over. He was finished. Everyone knew that the Fourth Prince was very ruthless... If he had known earlier, he would have restrained himself from looking at the fairy...

Hongli originally wanted to ask someone to follow the lotus fairy. At least, he should know where she lives and what her name is, right?

But that damned guy Wang Qin has already offended people once, and it would not be good if he made people angry again.

Hongli decided to send someone to look for clues privately. After all, such an outstanding person should not be difficult to find.

No matter how beautiful the scenery is, I can't continue to see it if my mood is ruined. Forget it, let's do the business first.

Hongli walked slowly to Chen's house, asked someone to knock on the door, and was welcomed into the house by Chen Tingzhang.

The two were discussing business in the study. "There are many salt merchants here. If we want to find that person, we may have to use ourselves as bait..."

In order to get things done, Hongli had to stay there as Chen Tingzhang's distant cousin. While the servants were packing up, Hongli wandered around the yard.

But I ran into the lotus fairy I saw earlier in the corridor. What a coincidence! Could she be Chen Tingzhang’s legitimate daughter?

Hongli didn't dare to open his mouth to greet him, but Fengwu saw him first, "Well, you dared to chase me here, I must catch you and hand you over to the authorities!"

Feng Wu asked people to surround Hongli and stand in front of Chen Wanyin. Humph, this has happened more than once or twice.

These playboys covet the beauty of the young lady and always fantasize about Cui Yingying's drama. It's a dream. Feng Wu swears to protect the young lady until her death!

Hongli's demeanor remained the same, his peach blossom eyes were full of smiles. He had searched everywhere for the object but finally found it without any effort. It was heaven's arrangement, and Hongli accepted it.

"Misunderstanding, all misunderstanding. I am definitely not that kind of person."

Feng Wu curled her lips and said, "Even if you smile coquettishly, I will send you to jail."

Chen Wanyin stopped him in time, "I guess you are the cousin my father was talking about? This maid is also worried, don't blame me, cousin."

Cousin? These two words kept coming to Hongli's mind. He was silently delighted. These two words had a charming meaning.

Chen Wanyin's words "cousin" softened Hongli's heart. Her voice was soft but clear. Why did he like this person so much? Her appearance, talent, and voice were all in his heart.

Hongli raised the corner of his mouth, "Don't blame her, she is sincere in protecting her cousin."

Although Hongli was highly regarded by Yinzhen at this time, he was not yet an emperor after all. He lacked the oppressive feeling of an emperor and had a beautiful face, and was handsome and approachable.

The servants all retreated, and the tense atmosphere disappeared.

"Cousin, can you take me for a walk to help me get acquainted with the roads in this mansion?" Hongli looked at Chen Wanyin expectantly, like a large golden retriever.

Chen Wanyin smiled faintly, with dimples appearing on both sides of her cheeks, "Cousin, come with me."

The two walked side by side, with Chen Wanyin half a step ahead. Hongli listened to her introduction and agreed with her on the surface, but in his heart he couldn't help but look at that exquisite face.

"When I was boating on the lake earlier, I heard my cousin recite the poem: The lotus fragrance fades and the green leaves wither; the west wind stirs up the green waves. Could it be that my cousin likes Bo Yu?"

Hongli glanced at Chen Wanyin, only to see her shaking her head. "Xu Jingtong is a horrible emperor. The regime keeps changing, and the people suffer. I don't like him. But his poems are always appropriate. The heavy curtains are still, the towers are far away, and the wind blows the petals in disarray."

Hongli continued, "The willow bank and the fragrant grass path, the dream of the windlass and the golden well was broken. I woke up late last night from my drunken stupor, and the spring melancholy has passed and I am sick."

He also didn't like Li Jing, because he had no means to be an emperor, was too cowardly, and felt guilty towards the people. However, his poems were indeed good.

Seeing Hongli naturally continue the next sentence, Chen Wanyin couldn't help but smile, "Cousin, do you also read his poems?"

Hongli's fingers moved slightly, and Chen Wanyin's smile made him intoxicated. "My cousin and I agree. His poems are also touching."

The two of them had a very pleasant conversation, and when they were having a great time they smiled at each other, as if they were close friends who had known each other for many years.