The Ancient Realm Goddess
Sitar Show
Nan Zheng City, the border of Xirei and Linxiang.
The atmosphere tonight looks very crowded. In the city center there are many people who gather, ranging from men and women, old and young. They're all very enthusiastic. That was because soon there would be a sitar performance from the beautiful woman known as the heavenly elf by the people of this city.
Who else if not Mei Yiran. Someone who had been staying for a few months in Nan Zheng city. It is said that he was from the city of Fuli, the capital of the Xirei kingdom. But so far Mei Yiran has never said much about her identity.
Even so, due to her appearance that made the flowers look down in embarrassment, she was very welcome in this city. His talent for playing musical instruments is incredible. Especially when playing the zither, his fingers will look so flattened.
"God! What will our goddess look like?" A young man asked his colleagues.
"I don't care, but she'll definitely be so pretty."
"That's right. Especially if he was wearing a slightly tighter outfit," replied another fat man. Her mouth opened as she recalled how tempting the appearance of the heavenly elf was.
The person who heard his words immediately laughed, but they did have the same thoughts. It was undeniable that some of the men in this city had already admired Mei Yiran's beauty. Unfortunately their heavenly elf was not an easy person to approach.
"I'm even willing to be a brushes for his shoes as long as I get to meet him every day."
"Brother, let alone a shoe-brush, even if I had to serve him for the rest of my life I would still do it."
They talked enthusiastically about the woman named Mei Yiran. Not just the group, it even seemed like some people here were praising about the woman.
"That's overkill," said someone softly. He was wearing a white robe and a bamboo hat that covered part of his face.
"Friends, don't talk like that. If people hear it, I can't guarantee your safety." A mature man standing not far from Qing Yue'er said to remind her.
"Hm."
Qing Yue'er frowned but said nothing more. He simply did not understand, as beautiful as what was that woman to make the entire population of the city adore her? He became curious.
Today he arrived at the border after a few days of travel. After exploring for a while he finally ended up in this crowded place. According to what he caught from the conversation of the people, it seemed like there would be a show that was in high demand.
To find a little entertainment he ended up waiting. Who knew there would be a good show, even though he actually felt a little tired.
The sound of cheers echoed as what awaited finally arrived. In the center of the crowd was a female figure with a zither in her hand. He may not be more than 23 years old. Her lips continued to sing a charming sweet smile.
Indeed Qing Yue'er had to admit that Mei Yiran had a beautiful face. Especially his dense and contained body, as well as the front behind the seductive opposite sex. But it seemed like that alone would not be enough to make the inhabitants adore her like a celestial fairy.
Mei Yiran raised her hand to ask the residents to be calmer. He sat on the stage in a graceful gesture. After slightly nodding to the crowd, he started playing his zither.
The melodic sound of the string passages flowed beautifully in the air. Drugging the listeners to fall into the endless strains of peace. It was as if an indescribable calmness was seeping into everyone's heart.
Qing Yue'er turned her head in all directions. Everyone was astonished whether it was because they were amazed by the music or because of something else. But he doesn't feel that way at all.
Both his eyebrows raised. He's a little brooding. Suddenly a loud screaming sound rang out breaking the harmony of the melody. It was a small child who ran from behind and broke through the crowd.
"Fucking woman! Stop your silly game! You must take responsibility for my mother's circumstances!" yelled the little boy.
His face flushed with anger. But because he was still too small so his anger did not look scary, instead he looked more adorable.
"Oh, little friend, don't be a destroyer of moods. Go, go back to your father" said the old man to stop the little boy's steps.
"Uncle, that woman caused my mother to sleep. I don't want to leave before he gets off and is in charge! I'll keep yelling until she gets down and restores my mother!" The little boy kept shouting making everyone look at him with hatred.
A young man walked up to her with a sinister face. "Basic bully!"
His eyes that shone with cruelty made it look even more terrifying. He raised his hand preparing to hit the little boy.
"A coward is someone who dares to attack a child." Qing Yue'er snorted unhappily. He pulled the little boy to his side, trying to protect him from the attacks of others.
"Curtain! You call me a coward?!" shouted the young man who turned out to be named Zhao Zirui.
Zhao Zirui was a free-spirited person, doing whatever he wanted. So as long as he is happy then everything is right and will not allow others to stop him.
"Young Master, please don't make trouble." Suddenly someone whispered from behind him.
"Hm! Be happy that I will not prolong this matter" Zhao Zirui told Qing Yue'er.
She knew what her servant meant, so she chose to pass away leaving the strange girl in a bamboo hat. Actually he felt reluctant, but for some reason he preferred to let this matter pass him by.
Qing Yue'er looked at Zhao Zirui coldly before descending to align her body with the little boy beside her. "Why are you angry like this? Let's tell brother, what's going on?"
The little boy looked at Qing Yue'er hesitantly. He doesn't know this girl. Should he tell her what he's going through?