“This is Taihu Lake...”0

The small wupeng boat[1] drifted aimlessly on the lake. Zhao Changhe lay at the bow, basking in the sunlight, unfazed by the warmth.0

The breeze from the lake brought a refreshing chill.0

Or perhaps it was simply because his heart was truly calm at the moment?0

Looking at the vast expanse of the lake, the clear water revealed even the fish below. There were also other boats in the distance, accompanied by the melodious songs of boatmen carried by the wind, which were incredibly soothing to listen to.0

For a man from the north who had never seen the sea, this felt like the ocean, yet it was surely calmer than the vastness of the sea, or the rushing currents of a river. It was more delicate, serene, and gentle.0

Just like Tang Wanzhuang.0

It was as if all the beauty of the world had gathered in her, encapsulating the essence of Jiangnan at a glance.0

People often compared Xi Lake to Xi Shi[2], and the same could be said for Tang Wanzhuang. Whether lightly adorned or heavily covered in makeup, she always looked beautiful.0

She sat in the cabin, leisurely playing the guqin, playing melodies...0