The grey-robed knight stopped in front of the carriage, cupped his hands and asked: "May I ask which master of the Lu Family is sitting in the carriage?"
Haunting Whip Luo Xu looked vigilant, asking in a cold voice: "What do you want?"
The Lu Family controlled the military, the Song Family controlled the officials, the two families, one civil and one military, can be said to be natural enemies.
The people of the upper class had to maintain a superficial harmony, but the people of the lower class did not have so many scruples. The fact that the two sides did not immediately attack each other was already very restrained.
"Is the Peach Blossom Young Master Li Muyang in the carriage?" The knight insisted.
Luo Xu glanced back at Li Muyang, unsure what his attitude was.
"I am Li Muyang." Li Muyang lifted the curtain and replied aloud.
Li Muyang had long heard that because of his painting of a courtyard full of peach blossoms, he had the nickname 'Peach Blossom Young Master' in West Wind.
At that time, he was busy cultivating and breaking through to the next realm. He was also busy entering the illusion to kill the monsters and escape. He didn't take this matter to heart.
Now that someone had shouted out such a title in public, Li Muyang felt very pleased — — Peach blossom gongzi, with this nickname it could charm a large number of ladies from prestigious families and the daughters-in-law next door.
In Jianghu, a nickname was still very important.
If you were called 'Fragrant Commander', 'Border Town Prodigal Son', 'A Flower of the Northern Desert', or 'A Wolf of the Wilderness', it would be easy to attract the love and pursuit of a large number of Jianghu men and women. When announcing your nickname, you can also hold your head high and chest out confidently, and your voice was like thunder.
"May I ask young hero's name?"
"I am Border Town Prodigal Son."
The question was asked politely, and the answer was natural and unrestrained. It would easily become a story in Jianghu.
If Xiaoxin was not given the names' One-armed Divine Blade ',' Crippled Heaven ',' Three Eyed Snake Monarch ',' Deaf and Mute ', then you would have bad luck in this life.
Flirting with a little beauty and sleeping with a little daughter-in-law would have nothing to do with you. Before the women have seen what you look like, they would turn pale and flee upon hearing your name.
"May I ask young hero's name?"
"I am — —"
"Speak louder, I can't hear you."
"I am …"
"Louder, I still can't hear you."
"I am the One-Armed Godly Blade."
"Ah, ghost …"
The young girl and the young woman turned around and ran, leaving the young hero to look up at the sky and cry.
Li Muyang liked the nickname "Mr. Peach Blossom" and liked it when others called him that.
"Young master Muyang." The knight dismounted from his horse, bowed to Li Muyang in the carriage and said: "Our Miss has long heard of young master Muyang's name, today we met by chance, so she ordered me to invite you to meet."
"Who is your family's Miss?" Li Muyang asked. The pair of eyes that he had just glimpsed appeared in his mind once again.
"It's our family's Miss Dawn." The knight said aloud. When he mentioned this name, the knight's voice became much gentler, and there was a faint smile on his face.
Song Clan's Song Chenxi, one of the three bright moons of Tiandu. Oh, there was also Li Shinian, one of the four bright moons of Tiandu.
However, the Song family's protection of her was too thorough, and she almost never appeared in public.
It was said that Song Chenxi's mother was weak, and passed away a few months after giving birth to Song Chenxi.
Song Chenxi's health was not good, and this illness was brought out from her mother's womb. Even the powerful and omnipotent Song family could do nothing about it.
It was for this reason that everyone in the Song family doted on her. She was the bright moon of Tiandu, the Princess of the Song family. Even the real Princess of the Imperial family was most likely not as happy as her.
When the knight saw that Li Muyang was silent, he took the initiative to explain: "Young master Muyang, please forgive me, our Miss is not in good health, and can't get off the carriage in this cold weather, I'm worried that the cold air will invade her body."
"I'll go see her." Li Muyang said aloud.
He suddenly had a very good impression of the Miss of the Song family.
When you observe a person, you mainly see what kind of people they associate with.
Even a knight on the side of Miss Song was so gentle and courteous, Zhang Tie believed that the famous Miss in Tiandu would not let him down.
"Thank you, Young master Muyang." The knight bowed deeply to Li Muyang. "Thank you for your hospitality."
"No problem." Li Muyang waved his hand.
Li Muyang followed behind the knight to the front of the first ox cart.
It was only then that Li Muyang saw that the ox pulling the cart for Miss Song was not an ordinary animal, but a Green city blood ox. This kind of ox was usually very lazy, and pulled the cart slowly, as though it had not fully woken up. However, if you stabbed it in the butt, it could instantly transform into a mad ox and travel thousands of miles in a day. Even the most powerful and precious ferghana horse could not catch up to it.
The horns of the Green city blood ox were red, as though they were filled with blood. The eyes were also red, proving its crazy and bloodthirsty nature. It was extremely easy to identify.
The Miss of the Song family was not in good health, so using an ox to pull the cart was stable and comfortable. However, when they encountered danger, the driver only needed to stab the ox in the butt, and it would immediately gallop away. No matter how fast the horse was, it would not be able to catch up. At that time, safety came first, and everything else was secondary.
From this, it could be seen that in order to protect this Miss, the Song family was really — — willing to use the blood ox's capital.
After the knight whispered a few words in front of the carriage, the thick curtain made from the skin of an almost extinct white lion was lifted from both sides, revealing two white-clothed boys, no, girls.
Two identical and cute little girls with their hair tied up towards the sky were kneeling on both sides of the carriage, staring unblinkingly at Li Muyang with their big black eyes.
"You are the Peach Blossom Gongzi Li Muyang who painted a garden full of peach blossoms?" The one on the left asked.
"He has come to see the Miss, so naturally he is the Peach Blossom Gongzi," the one on the right said.
With a smile on the corner of his mouth, Li Muyang turned his gaze to the two pretty faces facing the sky and met the eyes of the yellow-clothed girl sitting on the soft couch.
"So beautiful." Li Muyang sincerely exclaimed in his heart, feeling a sense of being stunned again.
"It's the pair of eyes I saw just now." Li Muyang confirmed again, feeling a trace of joy in his heart, as though he had found a treasure that he had lost for a long time.
This kind of close contact and appreciation allowed him to experience the shock and attractiveness that her pure eyes could bring to others.
Moreover, Li Muyang only cared about looking for her eyes. When he seriously looked at her face and her facial features, he once again felt dazzled and dazzled.
Her eyes were beautiful, her eyebrows were beautiful, her nose was beautiful, her mouth was beautiful, every part of her was beautiful.
And this kind of beauty was ethereal, illusory, like a celestial being beyond the Ninth Heaven. You feel that using words to describe and describe would be a kind of stain.
Li Muyang had never encountered such a girl. She was like an elf that had been lost for a long time in the Flower Language Plain. She dared not speak loudly for fear of startling the people in the sky.
"This is the famous Ming Yue of the Song family?"
Song Chenxi was also looking at Li Muyang, looking at the youngster who had repeatedly become the topic of conversation in Tiandu.
"He is much better looking than in the legends." Song Chenxi thought in her heart.
"He does not look like a young man from Jiangnan, but more like a playboy from a powerful family."
"Well, Third brother is not as good looking as him — —"
Song Chenxi was holding a yellow heater in her arms, looking timidly and shyly at the youngster in front of her.
Her face was pale, without any colour of blood.
Her body was thin, like a weak willow in the wind, as though the slightest touch would hurt her.
She was affectionate yet sorrowful, naive yet indifferent.
She really was a contradictory girl.
Li Muyang bowed to Song Chenxi and said aloud, "Li Muyang pays respect to Miss Song."
"Ah?" Song Chenxi's little mouth was slightly agape, as though she did not expect Li Muyang to suddenly speak.
That moment of surprise made her even more adorable, like a child who was ignorant of the ways of the world.
Soon, she calmed down, tightened her grip on the heater in her arms, and said softly, "Chenxi should have taken the initiative to visit, but it's cold outside, and Chenxi's body — — is too weak."
She glared at the two Hou in the sky. "They don't allow me to get off the car. Therefore, I had to invite Peach Blossom Gongzi over for a chat. Chenxi was rude, please — — please don't blame Chenxi for my rudeness. "
"It's my honour." Li Muyang said straightforwardly. The nickname Peach Blossom Gongzi was pleasant to hear, and when it came out from the mouth of the beautiful Song Chenxi, it was like the sound of nature. "Muyang is honoured to have been invited by Miss Song."
Her long eyelashes were lightly fluttering, Song Chenxi stared wide-eyed at Li Muyang. "Chenxi likes painting the most, and often splashes ink in the garden, wanting to paint the person I love the most, the beautiful scenery. Unfortunately, my talent is not enough, my brush strokes are not strong enough, and every time I paint, it is not to my liking. Therefore, Chenxi has great respect for those masters who are good at painting, and thought — — we are all born as people, how can there be such a big difference? "
Li Muyang gently sighed, he understood the girl's distress.
Born weak, where would she have the strength to paint? Her spirit, qi and spirit were not enough, how could the work she painted have spirit, qi and spirit?
Besides, Song Chenxi was exceptionally intelligent, she knew that her body was not as good as others. Life was impermanent, who knows when — — she would turn into a wisp of smoke or a handful of dust and disappear from this boundless world.
Because of the sense of urgency in her heart, and the worry of death, she cherished everything she had now. Just as she said, she wanted to paint the person she loved the most in her heart. She wanted to paint a beautiful scene because she knew that people couldn't be kept, and the scene couldn't be kept either. Therefore, she wanted to draw them and keep them forever.
"I — — don't know anything before." Li Muyang comforted her. He felt that, although he could not win against others, but in terms of tragic life experience, there were not many people in Tiandu that could be his opponent. He shrugged his shoulders, and said in a self-mocking tone, "My classmates call me 'Charcoal', and some people call me 'pig'."
"Pfft — —"
Song Chenxi couldn't help giggling, her little face flushed red as she said seriously, "But you're not black at all."
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