"ah?"
Xihe didn't react.
Ruoslan took the book and opened the first page: "I will only read it once. There is a dense forest deep in the distant ocean. Here live the most beautiful, noble and pure race in the world, the elves. They wear White robe, holding a bow and arrow..."
Her voice was as gentle as jade, and her face under the candlelight was clean and soft.
Xihe didn't notice this. She moved the small bench and sat next to the young man. She followed his pause and looked down line by line.
I quickly finished reading the first page,
Ruoslan didn't ask her if she understood, but opened the next page and started reading.
Xihe... quickly followed and looked down.
But after reading Xihe for a while, I was a little speechless. There were five pages, all of which were praising the elves for how elegant, charming, noble and mysterious they were, how simple and pure they were.
The vocabulary is not repetitive.
"What, it's funny?" Seeing her curling up her lips, the young man closed the book and looked at her indifferently.
Xihe coughed and quickly suppressed the raised corners of his mouth: "No, I completely agree with what is said in the book. You elves are indeed uniquely endowed, beautiful and noble."
laugh,
Ruoslan chuckled noncommittally and threw the book over: "Read it."
Xihe: "..."
Are you treating me like a genius? Muttering something in her mind, she resignedly picked up the book, opened the sixth page, and started reading.
The words are clear and the accent is smooth, and the sentences are smooth, completely inheriting Ruoslan's accent just now.
The young man raised his eyebrows in surprise and sat upright.
"What does this word mean?" Xihe suddenly got stuck.
She held the book and put it in front of Ruoslan, with no embarrassment on her face. After all, he had just read five pages. It was normal for her to meet someone she didn't know.
"Happy." The young man said calmly.
Xihe said "Oh" and continued to read.
Tonight is a full moon, the breeze is gentle and the candlelight is warm.
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The next day, Xihe woke up.
She lifted the quilt and walked to the window, sliding open the curtains to let in the early morning sunlight.
The sun was warm, so she stretched out and started to wash up and have breakfast. Before going out with her bag on her back, she looked up at the balcony on the second floor.
The windows were closed and the white curtains were drawn.
Xihe pursed his lips, picked a bouquet of flowers, placed it on the table in the yard, turned his feet into tails, and swam toward the town.
The early morning sun shines on the earth. After meeting in the town square, the group sets off towards the ocean.
White sail, huge boat, with more than twenty people standing everywhere on the boat.
At a glance, there were more than a dozen missionaries like Xihe, and the remaining knights with swords all gathered around the old man in white robes with solemn expressions.
The guy had white curly hair, was wearing a white robe, and was sitting on a stool with his eyes closed.
"Hey, do you know what we are here for?" someone asked.
Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads.
"Could it be..." Before he could finish his words, he was stopped by others.
The man looked at the position of the Holy See and whispered: "We are just going to do the task. If there is nothing extra, don't do anything extra."
Everyone nodded and dispersed, those who should look at the scenery looked at the scenery, and those who should wipe their weapons wiped their weapons.
Xihe glanced at the person sitting next to him: "What are you doing?"
The black-faced strong man chuckled: "Kalpana, let's discuss something."
Xihe squinted: "If you fart, hurry up."
The burly man rubbed his hands and showed his white teeth: "I will stand by your side when I kill the enemy. I will give you 10% of the reward this time. How about it?"
Xihe looked at him carefully and seemed to know something about the situation. He nodded: "Easy to say."
