Elk house.
In an antique room, two young women were having a conversation.
One was gentle and beautiful, the other was charming and delicate.
The gentle one was Cui Xiaoxin, and the delicate one was Song Chenxi.
The famous gathering of the two bright moons in Tiandu should have been a lively event that the people of Tiandu were talking about. Unfortunately, it was a critical period. The late Emperor had just passed away, and Tiandu was still in the state funeral period. The brothels were closed, the wineries were closed, and even the storytellers in the teahouses were prohibited from telling stories and singing songs to make a living.
"Sister Chenxi, are you feeling better recently?" Cui Xiaoxin asked Song Chenxi with concern as she held a cup of hot tea in her hand.
Cui Xiaoxin thought to herself that Lu Qiji had shown off her ability during the three bright moons of Tiandu, and it was easy for people to distance themselves from her. She was also too cautious about Xiaoxin, and did not compete with others. But the little princess of the Song family was pure and clean, with a clear mind, and was the most lovable.
"Thank you sister Xiaoxin for your concern. This year's winter is colder than in previous years, but my body is much better than in the past. Maybe it's because I often go out for activities. "Song Chenxi answered with a serious face, clasping the little golden heating stove.
"Well, that makes sense." Cui Xiaoxin nodded. "You still have to go out more, it's good for your body. Before I wanted to be closer to sister, but I was afraid of disturbing sister's rest. Because of this hesitation, time was delayed. "
A smile surfaced on Song Chenxi's face. "Okay, I will listen to sister Xiaoxin, and go out to enjoy the beautiful scenery when I have nothing to do, and also to find materials for my painting. Li Muyang once said when he taught me the way of painting, only when the heart has a well-thought-out plan can the brush have bamboo. I have been holed up in this elk house all day, and all I have seen and heard is just this side of the world, what good work can there be? It's just a pavilion in the air that I have imagined. "
"Li Muyang — — he also taught you the way of painting?" Cui Xiaoxin asked, suppressing her unusual mood swings.
Song Chenxi glanced at her. "Sister Xiaoxin, wait a moment."
She said to the servant girl Xiaoxin, "Little Star, bring that painting over."
"Yes, Miss." The naive girl immediately ran in, and soon came out with a painting scroll.
Song Chenxi received the painting scroll, and Xiaoxin unfolded it on the table.
Then, the extremely vivid and moving 'Young girl pushing the door' painting was displayed in front of Cui Xiaoxin.
Cui Xiaoxin was engrossed in it. She reached out her hand and gently touched the ink on the scroll. She muttered to herself, "I've known him for so many years, but I haven't had the chance to ask him to paint me a picture."
"Sister Xiaoxin, there will be a chance in the future." "In the future?" Cui Xiaoxin's smile was bleak.
"In the future?" Cui Xiaoxin's smile was bleak. "How can there be a future?"
The Lu Family had collapsed, and Li Muyang had become the evil black dragon — — Now the whole Tiandu, whether openly or secretly, was spreading this news. Even the servants in the residence were talking about it.
It was unknown whether Li Muyang was dead or alive, and her own fate — — was probably already doomed?
After the death of the late Emperor, the Lu Family had fallen, and now the Song family could be said to be the most powerful family in the court, and even her grandfather had to look up to them.
In this urgent situation, it was even more impossible for the Cui family to change the marriage that had already been agreed upon with the Song family.
Cui Xiaoxin was now in a state of semi-confinement, and because she said that she wanted to visit the little princess of the Song family, Mother Cui was willing to let her go. Worried that Cui Xiaoxin would go to a place where she should not go, and cause the Song family to resent her, she deliberately sent several of her senior servants to follow her. If there was any sign of trouble with Cui Xiaoxin, they would send a reply to the Cui family in a timely manner.
Fortunately, Cui Xiaoxin did not have any other thoughts, and indeed came to visit the Miss of the Song family, and the senior servants were reassured.
"Sister Xiaoxin, don't be too sad." Song Chenxi felt that Cui Xiaoxin was very pitiful. As pitiful as herself.
She was a domestic canary, but what was Sister Xiaoxin?
She was a cat with short legs that was raised in captivity.
She could go out to play occasionally, and feel that she had infinite freedom. But when the master scolded you, you had to obediently come back and squat in front of him to listen to his orders. If he told you to stand upside down, you had to stand upside down, and if he told you to scratch, you had to scratch.
"I'm fine." Cui Xiaoxin said with a smile. She was worried that Song Chenxi would feel her worries, and then talk about it to her brother in private, and then it would be another troublesome thing.
"Sister Xiaoxin, do you not like our Brother Tingyun?" Song Chenxi asked aloud.
Cui Xiaoxin's eyes instantly sharpened, and there was a natural defense in her body.
Then it softened, and she looked thoughtfully at Song Chenxi, not knowing the real intention of her question.
The two of them did not interact much, and were not even close friends.
If she knew her answer, what kind of reaction would she make?
"Sister Xiaoxin, don't get me wrong." Song Chenxi was exceptionally intelligent, and instantly understood Cui Xiaoxin's worries, and said: "You can say it, today is a private conversation between us sisters, you and I know, and will not say it to a third party."
"Yes." Cui Xiaoxin nodded. It was as if she had made a certain decision.
When she said this sentence, most of the depression that had been suppressed for a long time suddenly ran away, and her mood suddenly became much better.
She was finally able to say this sentence, to say this sentence that had been stifled in her heart for a long time, but could not be known by outsiders.
"Then don't marry him." Song Chenxi squinted her eyes and smiled.
Cui Xiaoxin looked at Song Chenxi, thinking about how much truth was in her smile.
As he watched, he began to laugh as well.
She could feel her sincerity, and she did say this sentence from her own standpoint.
"Okay." Cui Xiaoxin responded cheerfully. "Then don't marry him."
"Well. Let's find a better one. "Song Chenxi said with a smile. "Sister Xiaoxin will marry whoever she likes."
Cui Xiaoxin also smiled, but her smile gradually became bitter.
"Sister Xiaoxin, do you think — — Li Muyang is really a dragon?"
"Your grandfather said so — —"
"I know. I was there at the time, but I still can't believe it. The Li Muyang I know, how could he be a dragon? "
"In my heart, he is not." Cui Xiaoxin said with certainty.
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The scales on the back of his hand receded, and then spread to the rest of his body. All the places that were covered by the scales returned to his original skin.
The blood mist in his eyes disappeared, and the reflection of Ying Qiandu appeared in his dark pupils.
Even the third eye on his forehead had mysteriously disappeared. It was as if he had never appeared.
It was a tear of the Dragon King. When Li Muyang was no longer in the state of a dragon, the Dragon King's eye would enter the body and hide.
"Li Muyang — —" Qiandu looked pleasantly surprised.
"I'm sorry." Li Muyang said with a look of guilt.
They wanted to hurt his people, but he could not do anything about it.
But the people who really cared about him, he lost his temper at them.
Just because he knew that they would not leave even if he lost his temper, and they would still choose to stand by his side?
"It doesn't matter." Qiandu shook her head. "Anyone who encounters such a thing will feel wronged and unwilling. You did nothing wrong, it's the world that owes you too much. I think, this debt, the Human Race will definitely repay it. "
"But — —"
"No buts." Qiandu knew what Li Muyang wanted to say, and spoke out to dissuade him. "It doesn't matter. No matter what you experience, I will accompany you to bear it. "
"Become the public enemy of the Human Race with me?"
"Yes." Qiandu said aloud. "Including becoming the public enemy of the Human Race."
"Why bother?"
"Have you forgotten?" When Qiandu smiled, there was a touch of softness on her face. "We are friends."
"Yes. We are friends. "Li Muyang nodded.
"What are you going to do next?"
"Go to Wind City."
"But your side now — —"
"I'm fine." Li Muyang said, shaking his head. Regardless of whether there was anything, he must rush to Wind City as soon as possible.
His parents were there, and so was his sister. He was afraid that if he was late, they would encounter an accident.
Qiandu said with a worried face, "I understand how you feel, but I have to first analyze the situation we are facing at this moment. This way, it will be easier for you to make a judgment. "
Seeing that Li Muyang did not answer, Qiandu said aloud, "Wind City has been run by Lu Wuyong of the Lu Family for many years. Lu Wuyong was able to counterattack at this critical juncture, and did not leak any news before, he must have fully grasped the situation of Wind City. Lu Wuyong himself is a cultivation master, and has fought on the battlefield for many years. His strength is extremely terrifying. After many years of honing, he is surrounded by fierce generals and masters like clouds. With one hundred thousand armoured cavalry, he can be called the overlord of the territory. "
"When you were unconscious, Song Lang led the Qilin army to intercept and was completely annihilated by my Ghost Dancer Corps. Before Song Lang died in battle, he used the Ghost Butterfly to send a message to all the generals in the vicinity of the White Horse Plain. He told me that eight armies are chasing after us. "
Qiandu looked into Li Muyang's eyes, saying softly, "So, what's your decision now?"
"I'm going to Wind City." Li Muyang said aloud.
"Okay, I'll go with you." Qiandu smiled sweetly. Her smile brightened up the whole tent, as if someone had secretly placed a precious luminous pearl inside.
Qiandu!
Qiandu!
He had searched for her hundreds and thousands of times in the crowd, but when he suddenly looked back, that person was in the dim light.
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