Ye Chen's words made everyone sit upright.

The beauties on the Rouge List of the Song Dynasty are rare in the world, but even so, they did not receive such praise from Mr. Ye.

There are only three of them in the Song Dynasty in a century. How beautiful must they be to be worthy of Mr. Ye’s comments!

...

Ye Chen closed his eyes and was silent for a moment, everyone was waiting for him to speak.

I even want to see what this woman who was born after a hundred years of luck in the Song Dynasty looks like.

Opening his eyes, Ye Chen said: "The first and third place on the rouge list, Huang Rong."

"Huang Rong, the daughter of the owner of Peach Blossom Island."

"He combines the aura of heaven and earth into one body. He is stunningly beautiful and smart as ice and snow. He is exquisite and translucent, versatile, knowledgeable about the past and present, proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and his cooking skills are even more impressive."

"There is a poem that says, the wild goose frost penetrates the curtain, the clouds protecting the moon are light, the young ice is still thin, and the stream (lian) is combing through it."

"If you want to wear fragrance and make powder, it is difficult to learn to make up. The jade skin is thin and heavy, and it is lined with dragon gauze. Leaning on the east wind, smiling brightly, I hope that thousands of flowers will fall in shame."

"The most outstanding thing about her is her ice and snow intelligence."

"If she loves you, no matter what you do, she will always help you."

"You will never feel bored with her. She is smart enough to know what you know and what you think."

"She will never let your day go by in vain. She will tease you, act coquettishly, get jealous, and even make a clay figurine to show you how much she cares about you."

"For such a woman, Ye really has no reason not to put her at the top of the rouge list."

...

After saying that, there was silence in the inn.

The teacups in the hands of some quacks were slightly tilted, and their chests were soaked with tea.

But no one cares about this situation, because they can't imagine that there can be such a perfect woman in this world.

After swallowing his saliva, the Jianghu guest said tremblingly: "If I can get Huang Rong's favor."

"I would break my ribs to make soup for her."

The companion next to him didn't have much reaction when he heard this. He just said with a smile: "You have no chance."

"Miss Huang Rong will be the love of my life. If you dare to compete with me, I will kill you."

...

Room No. 1, Tianzi.

The tea cup in Dongfang Bubai's hand had been crushed to pieces.

She is not jealous of Huang Rong's beauty, nor does she care about Huang Rong's abilities.

She was angry because Huang Rong was rated so highly by Ye Chen.

Although she never said that she liked Ye Chen, she just didn't like to hear him praise other women so much.

"snort!"

"It's just a matter of cooking, I can do it too!"

...

Room No. 4, Tianzi.

After listening to Ye Chen's description, Lu Xiaofeng's mouth almost dropped.

"I never thought there would be such a strange woman in the world. No, I must go to the Song Dynasty."

"Ximen Chuixue, don't forget what you said. You are only interested in the sword and you are not allowed to snatch it from me."

Ximen Chuixue glanced at Lu Xiaofeng and said calmly: "Huang Rong is the daughter of Wujue Medicine Master Huang."

"If you're not afraid of death, just go ahead."

Lu Xiaofeng: "..."

It's really a bit tricky, she can't beat her father!

Moreover, the world is so big, Mr. Ye did not mention the traces of Huang Rong.

...

Ye Chen put down his tea cup and was about to continue the lecture.

A traveler stood up and asked, "Mr. Ye, Miss Huang is the most perfect woman in the world."

"Is there really a more perfect woman than her in the Song Dynasty?"

Ye Chen gently shook his folding fan and said with a smile: "If Huang Rong is the ultimate in the world, then the next two should be said to be fairies who do not eat the fireworks of the world."

"Especially the first one. If she can stay young forever, there is no problem in calling her a fairy."

"Wang Yuyan ranks first and second on the Rouge List of the Song Dynasty."

"Born in Mandala Villa, childhood sweethearts with Murong Fu."

"Wang Yuyan's beauty is not like Zhong Ling's gracefulness, nor is it like A'Zhu's elf playfulness and A'Zi's coolness and gracefulness."

(I will never admit that I excluded Mu Wanqing. There are so many beauties that I am dazzled by them, woo woo woo!)

"She is dignified and graceful, with countless graceful manners. She is as gentle as the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. Her knowledge is as vast as the mist. She is proficient in hundreds of martial arts."

"Although he doesn't know any martial arts skills, he is a master in martial arts theory."

"If you don't see the person, hear the voice first. A slight sigh is enough to make your whole body tremble and your soul will be seduced."

"When I saw his back, I felt like he was enveloped in mist, like a fairyland."

"There is a poem that says, when the moon sets in Taohuawu, the crows are singing, and the clothes are light and thin, and the flowers are hanging on them."

"Collecting pearls and dew with jade hands, I sigh at the pain of separation. When Tan Lang is far away, where can I send my infatuation? The dry mud well is my destination in the world."

...

After saying that, the inn fell into silence again.

Only occasionally there would be some sighs.

"Wang San! Wang San! After living for so many years, why haven't you ever thought about meeting these fairies on earth?"

"Even if you can't get it, it's still good for you to have a look!"

Countless people are blaming themselves for living so many years in vain and just saying how beautiful a woman they see is.

Now that I have come to this Pingan Inn, I understand what it means to be beautiful in the world.

In addition, some people have discovered clues.

Mr. Ye's last sentence, "Where will Tan Lang leave his infatuated heart when he is far away? The muddy dry well will be his destination in the world." It doesn't sound like describing the beauty of the woman.

On the contrary, it was like fortune telling, Mr. Ye seemed to be telling Wang Yuyan's fate.

Thinking of this, some bold Jianghu people rolled their eyes and asked loudly: "Mr. Ye, your saying that a dry well is the destination of the world."

"What do you mean? Could it be that Miss Wang's marriage was not with Murong Fu, but with a man in a dry well?"

Hearing this sentence, everyone's eyes lit up.

Originally, everyone thought it was hopeless when they heard that Wang Yuyan and Murong Fu were childhood sweethearts, but now it seems that there is no hope!

...

Facing everyone's gaze, Ye Chen shook his folding fan lightly and said with a smile: "You guys are joking."

"Ye is not a fortune teller, how can he know the fate of others?"

"The last two lines are just imposed for the sake of rhyme, so don't worry about it."

Faced with everyone's excuses, everyone in the inn didn't believe it at all.

Oh!

Do you think we will believe you?

When you and Wan Sanqian were robbing someone, you said both inside and outside that they would die if they left the Ping An Inn.

Now you are even commenting on Wang Yuyan's marriage. You are a god and we will not be fooled by you.

"By the way, have you remembered that there is a dry well outside Ping'an Inn!"

"Isn't that where Mr. Ye is talking about?"

"It seems like there really is one. Could it be that Wang Yuyan's true love is there?"

"I guess so. Let's make an agreement first. No one is allowed to rob one person for one day. It's fate."

...

After the endless coma, Shi Yu suddenly stood up from the bed.

He took a deep breath of fresh air, his chest trembling.
To be continued...