All Heavens: Starting with Little Li Flying Dagger

Chapter 105 A beautiful woman in the State of Zhao, peerless and independent.

Chapter 105 A beautiful woman in the State of Zhao, peerless and independent.

Tao Fang couldn't help but glance at Gu Yu, a strange look flashing in his eyes, before nodding: "Yes."

The carriage continued for a while, turned a corner, and then continued for a while before stopping in front of a large mansion.

Tao Fang patted Gu Yu's shoulder, looking somewhat envious, and said, "Brother Gu, take it easy."

"rest assured!"

Gu Yu smiled, jumped out of the car, and walked to the door.

A maidservant outside the door asked, "Are you Young Master Gu?"

"Yes, my name is Gu Yu, and I have come to pay my respects to Madam Ya."

"Please follow me, young master."

Thank you!

Soon after, the maid led Gu Yu into a spacious hall.

"Young master, please have some tea!"

The maid brought in a cup of tea and then left.

There was no one in the hall.

Gu Yu looked around and found that the furnishings in the hall were very exquisite and luxurious, with a large eight-panel composite screen on the east side.

Gu Yu glanced at the screen and thought to himself that he was familiar with the plot.

It's obvious that Lady Ya was hiding behind the screen, spying on the goods—in short, inspecting them.

After all, she had never met Gu Yu, only heard of his name. If his appearance didn't suit her taste, she wouldn't bother to meet him and would simply send him away.

That's understandable.

"Young master, the lady requests your presence!"

Having finally passed the interview, the maid led Gu Yu to the door of a room in the inner courtyard.

Upon entering, one sees a pretty woman of about twenty-five or twenty-six reclining on a soft cushion, her watery eyes seemingly shrouded in a hazy mist.

She is truly a beauty beyond compare!

A phoenix-shaped gold hairpin was tucked into her hair, and a pair of dark yellow jade pendants dangled from her ears. Her skin was as smooth as cream, her face was flushed, and her lips were slightly parted, giving her a coquettish look as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

The light, thin silk robe seemed loose, yet it clung tightly to her body, outlining her breathtakingly beautiful curves.

Her bare feet were like jade, her calves were crystal clear and rounded, and they shone with an ivory-like luster under the light.

What's most captivating is her languid and carefree demeanor, which exudes a bewitching and mature charm.

This fiery woman was Zhao Ya, the younger sister of the King of Zhao, and was known as Lady Ya.

Perhaps calling her a vixen would be more appropriate.

The two stared at each other for a while, sparks seemingly flying between them.

Suddenly, Gu Yu remembered a poem and recited it offhand: "In the state of Zhao, there is a beautiful woman, peerless and independent. One glance could topple a city, a second glance could topple a nation. How could one not know that such beauty could topple cities and nations, for such a woman is hard to find again?"

The original poem was "There is a beautiful woman in the North," but Gu Yu changed "North" to "Zhao State," and it inadvertently became a famous poem that has been sung for thousands of years.

Who is Li Yannian?

I don’t know, I don’t know.

Anyway, you're not even born yet, so let's owe you the copyright fees for now, and talk about it when we meet again in the future.

Lady Ya, who had been in a languid posture, couldn't help but change her expression and brighten her eyes upon hearing the poem, and couldn't help but sit up.

"Who wrote this poem? I've never heard of it before?"

Her voice was also very pleasant, soft and gentle, with a captivating magnetism.

Gu Yu stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Your humble servant Gu Yu greets Lady Ya!"

She was the younger sister of the King of Zhao. In the imperial era, she would have been the eldest princess, and naturally, she would have had to be treated with the respect due to a subject.

"Alright, there's no need for such formalities here. You haven't answered my question yet."

Gu Yu, without blushing or skipping a beat, said in a serious tone, "This was a poem I composed on the spur of the moment after I saw the lady, and was so amazed by her beauty."

Lady Ya's delicate body trembled.

His eyes revealed surprise, excitement, and anticipation as he asked in a trembling voice, "You mean, this poem was written especially for me?"

Everyone has vanity to some extent, and even the high and mighty Lady Ya is no exception.

She enjoyed all the riches and honors of the world, yet no one ever wrote a poem for her, especially not such a beautiful one.

Gu Yu didn't speak. He knelt on the cushion, raised his hand, and took one of her jade-like feet, placing it on his lap.

"Ah, you—"

Mrs. Ya was taken aback.

She never expected that this man would be so bold as to be so rude to her on their very first meeting.

Although she had called Gu Yu over tonight only to have fun.

However, the initiative was in her hands; whether to do it, when to do it, and how to do it should be up to her.

This guy is being way too presumptuous. Does he think he's visiting a brothel?

Lady Ya was about to get angry.

Gu Yu leaned closer and gently blew a warm breath into her ear, whispering, "Only a peerless beauty like you, Madam, is worthy of this 'Song of a Beauty'."

Mrs. Ya's anger vanished instantly; she felt her ears burning and her whole body going limp.

"You—you bastard—"

Lady Ya's breathing became rapid, and she felt a sensation that was hot, tingling, numb, and itchy spreading from the soles of her feet, causing her delicate body to tremble slightly. She even felt a bit drunk, and her pretty face was covered with a blush, so delicate that it seemed as if it could drip water.

"Madam, did you enjoy the massage?"

Gu Yu suddenly stopped and asked with a smile.

Lady Ya gritted her teeth, knowing that this man was toying with her and trying to conquer her.

How childish!

Countless princes and nobles in Handan have tried to conquer her, but who has truly captured her heart to this day?

Madam Ya sneered, "Hmph, how dare you! Aren't you afraid I'll kill you?"

Gu Yu laughed and said, "I'm scared!"

"And yet you dare to be disrespectful to me?"

Gu Yu feigned grievance and said, "This humble subject did not. This humble subject has always followed the rules and regulations, how could I dare to be disrespectful to Madam?"

Mrs. Ya was speechless.

You think you can follow the rules?

Despite her thoughts, she was still thinking about the poem she had just heard, and couldn't help but say, "Quickly, recite that poem again."

Gu Yu smiled and asked, "Whom does Madam want to recite poetry?"

"You."

"who I am?"

"you----"

Lady Ya didn't want to admit defeat, but when Gu Yu moved his hand, she couldn't help but wriggle, finally revealing a resentful look as she said, "Gu Lang, hurry, hurry and recite a poem for me to hear."

"In the state of Zhao, there is a beautiful woman, peerless and independent—"

Hearing him recite the poem again stirred a gentle ripple in Lady Ya's heart.

She had thought Gu Yu was just a martial artist, but she never expected him to have such talent.

Importantly, this poem was written specifically for her.

Although she knew that Gu Yu was just trying to make her happy and win her over, Madam Ya was still somewhat touched.

At the same time, I also have some doubts.

So I couldn't help but ask, "Tell me honestly, did you plagiarize someone else's poem?"

"Madam, if you put it that way, I really have nothing more to say. As I have already said, this poem was written specifically for you."

Mrs. Ya smiled and said, "Alright, I was just asking. I believe you."

The two then chatted for a while.

Mrs. Ya stood up and said, "Let's go, let's go have a few drinks together."