It was winter when Fang Jie left the Zhuque Mountain camp on Huangyang Road. After a long trek from southwest to northeast, the eastern border was already in spring. Of course, this is because the spring in eastern Xinjiang comes much earlier than those places in Jiangbei and northwest, and the spring in eastern Xinjiang passes very quickly. People have entered the hot summer before they have adapted to the mild spring.
The summer in Jiangnan in the Sui Dynasty is very hot, but that kind of hot and humid. The summer heat in Dongjiang is scorching hot from the sun, even the locals dare not go shirtless under the sun.
More than a hundred guards in brocade clothes, half at the front and half at the front, guarded a carriage and headed towards Dongding City. Dongding City is actually not very big, the reason why it is so famous is because Mu Mansion is located in this city.
Along the way, pedestrians will give way when they see this team coming, and the common people will subconsciously choose to stay away from trouble. No one knows which family's big shot is in the carriage, and the more than a hundred guards in fresh clothes and angry horses are already in people's hearts. fear. Moreover, passers-by found that they saw a carriage painted with the Mu Mansion logo thirty miles outside the city.
So people can't help but guess, what kind of big shot is able to work thirty miles out of the city to welcome people from the Mu Mansion
In Eastern Xinjiang, there seems to be no such character.
Standing outside the gazebo waiting for the carriage to come, was a young gentleman who looked gentle, elegant and handsome. If the people in Dongding City saw it, they would recognize him immediately. The young master of the mansion, Mu Xianjun. It is said that the genius who read poetry and books at the age of three and wrote articles at the age of five, and became a blockbuster in Penglaizong at the age of seven.
Women passing by the gazebo would all look sideways at him with admiration in their eyes.
"I don't know who is so annoying..."
A sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl was traveling with her parents, and she couldn't help being a little angry when she saw that Mr. Pian Pianjia was waiting by the roadside: "It's so strange to let the young man stand by the roadside for so long, I don't know how to be polite. It's so big, how can the little father-in-law bear it?"
Her father sighed for a long time, but did not speak, her mother pursed her lips and smiled, stealing glances at the young man who was more beautiful than a woman from time to time.
"The young master of Mu's mansion is really kind. If it were big shots from other families resting in this gazebo, the guards would have driven us away long ago, but you see, the young master has no airs at all. That's true. He has a positive attitude. You see, he smiled at me."
A young woman murmured, and her man snorted coldly and turned his head away.
When the team appeared in everyone's sight, everyone couldn't help stretching their heads to look. Everyone wanted to know where the big man came from, and he was qualified to let the young master of the Mu family wait for so long in the wind on the side of the road. Seeing the more than one hundred Xiaoqi school wearing dark blue brocade suits and red cloaks, people became more focused. The team was too majestic and majestic. Although there were only more than a hundred people, it looked like a powerful army was coming.
The carriage stopped outside the gazebo, and the driver lifted up the curtain of the carriage respectfully, and a person bent over and walked out from inside. At that moment, the people watching from a distance immediately exclaimed in low voices!
"Look! It's a unicorn robe!"
"My God, it's actually a Duke."
"Oh, when did Da Sui have such a young Duke?!"
The sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl who was complaining about the young master of the Mu Mansion stood on her tiptoes and looked forward. When she saw Fang Xie's face clearly, she couldn't help but exclaimed: "Oh my god, so young I'm the Duke, I've never heard of such a young Duke in Dongjiang, and... moreover, he's more pleasing to the eye than the Little Duke."
She couldn't tell what was pleasing to the eye, but she just felt that Fang Jie looked more comfortable.
"Only such a person can let the young master of the Mu family go out of the city for thirty miles and wait."
She murmured, her eyes began to light up.
The young woman who praised Mu Xianjun before could hardly take her eyes off Fang Jie after seeing him. The unicorn robe symbolizing the status of a first-class duke was too eye-catching, and the person wearing this robe was more beautiful than Mu Xian. You still have to keep your eyes open.
"I see… "
The young woman lowered her voice and said: "Young master's handsome looks a little weaker, this prince has a very cold aura... but I can't tell what it is."
Her man sighed: "That's a murderous aura that can't be dissipated."
The young woman turned her head to look at her husband, then nodded: "Let's go."
The two walked side by side into the distance, but never looked back. The man was plainly dressed, the woman a cotton skirt. Looking at the back, the two people are so well matched, as if they were born to be together.
"In the future, if you see handsome people, can you watch them silently? I feel a little uncomfortable after you comment like this."
"Brother Xun, are you jealous?"
"no!"
"Haha, at most, I won't twist your ears when you see a beautiful woman without blinking."
"real?"
"It must be fake... I can see a beautiful man, but you have to dress up when you see a beautiful woman. If you find out, don't even think about touching me again, remember?"
"remember… "
The man smiled embarrassingly: "It seems that you haven't let me touch you for seven days..."
"Why? Why can't I remember?"
the young woman asked him.
Before he could answer, the young woman wrinkled her delicate nose and said, "No matter why, you must be wrong."
The man smiled wryly and shook his head: "When will the ban be lifted?"
The young woman suddenly slapped her face and spit out two words cowardly from her mouth: "Tonight..."
The man giggled, and after a while he put away his smile and said worriedly: "The wind is raging in the eastern border."
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When Mu Xianjun saw Fang Jie, he felt his heart twitch. It wasn't the kind of pain like being cut by a knife, but the kind of pain of being squeezed hard. Then he took a few deep breaths to let himself relax. He knew that great practitioners seemed powerful, but sometimes they were so fragile that it was unbelievable. He knew more than one practitioner whose state of mind was ruined because of some trivial things, and it was difficult to make progress.
Now, Mu Xianjun knew that he already had a demon in his heart.
Since he was a child, he has gone smoothly, and in the eyes of everyone, he is a genius that no one can surpass. Whether it is family background, body appearance, cultivation talent, or wisdom, he is highly praised by others. Especially after arriving at Penglai Sect, he stood out in the sect at the age of seven, even those fellow sects who were much older than him had to respectfully call him uncle, because he was Su Yang's direct disciple.
When he saw Fang Jie, he subconsciously glanced at the position of his heart.
The clothes are new without that hole.
In fact, the hole is no longer in the clothes, but in the heart.
"Meet the Duke!"
He allowed himself to be at peace, even if it was only a fake one.
But
After seeing the woman who got out of the car after Fang got out, his heart could no longer be calm. When I met Fang Xie last time, there was a beautiful woman beside Fang Xie who should not belong to the world. Mu Xianjun can't forget her glamorous temperament until now. That kind of beauty, high above. But when that woman was by Fang Jie's side, she seemed to have turned into an ordinary woman. This change made Mu Xianjun jealous.
The moment Mo Ningzhi stepped off the carriage, Mu Xianjun felt that his heart had been cut.
Why!
Why is Fang Xie surrounded by such women who should only exist in the sky
Mo Ningzhi is so beautiful, so beautiful that it is flawless.
When she got out of the car, she attracted everyone's attention. When the nympho girl saw Mo Ningzhi, she opened her mouth involuntarily, and then exclaimed in a low voice: "She... how can she be so beautiful?"
Her mother couldn't help but came over and hugged her daughter's shoulders.
"Yes."
The girl murmured: "Only a woman like her is suitable for that young Duke..."
"Let's go."
Her father sighed, turned and walked into the distance.
"Mother, is that...another world?"
the girl asked.
Mother shook her head, not knowing how to answer.
"You're welcome."
Fang Jie smiled at Mu Xianjun and said, "It's really impolite to trouble you to go out of the city and wait for me. If I knew, it would speed up the speed, and I wouldn't make you wait here for so long."
"The Duke is a distinguished guest."
Mu Xianjun's face was a little distorted, and his smile looked a little ferocious. He tried his best to calm down his heart, but every time he accidentally saw Fang Jie's plain smile and the woman's beautiful face, his heart would twitch and ache. He suddenly felt a sense of panic, and finally understood what it means to have a destroyed state of mind.
Never been like this.
"I prepared snacks and fragrant tea in the pavilion. The Duke can rest for a while before going on the road. We have already arrived here, and it is not far from Dongding City..."
Mu Xianjun stopped before he finished speaking, because he saw the woman slowly walking over and standing beside Fang Xie, just like the woman he saw last time, she seemed to be used to standing next to Fang Jie and leaning slightly. in the latter position.
His words stopped abruptly, and then he turned his head away, not daring to take another look at the woman who was so perfect that one couldn't even have an evil thought.
"My father is still waiting. If the Duke is not tired, we can get on the road as soon as possible."
After saying this, he wanted to turn around and walk back. When I looked up, I saw the woman stretched out her hand and put it on Fang Xie's arm, it was natural.
At this moment, Mu Xianjun felt that he had lost.
Those who lose are not necessarily cultivated.
but life.
When Fang Jie felt Mo Ningzhi's hand resting on his arm, he couldn't help but his heart beat faster. He looked down at the hand wrapped around his arm in slight astonishment, and then subconsciously glanced at Mo Ningzhi. When I looked over, I realized that she was also looking at me, and there was a different kind of look in those eyes that were as clear as water. Fang Jie was a little silly for a moment, and didn't understand what was in those eyes.
Seeing his astonishment and astonishment, the woman raised her jaw slightly with a smug look in her eyes.
It seems to be telling Fang Jie, what can you do