Chapter 850

Ask for a monthly ticket

It was winter when Fang Xie left Zhuque mountain camp on Huangyang road. After a long journey from the southwest to the northeast, the flowers in the East had bloomed in spring. Of course, this is because the spring in eastern Xinjiang came much earlier than those in the north and northwest of Jiangbei, and the spring in eastern Xinjiang passed very quickly. People have entered the hot summer before they adapt to the mild spring.

It's hot in summer in the south of the Yangtze River in the Sui Dynasty, but it's hot and humid. The summer heat in eastern Xinjiang is the hot heat baked by the sun. Even locals dare not shirtless in the sun.

The royal guards of more than 100 people, half in front and half in front, escorted a carriage towards Dongding city. In fact, Dongding city is not very big. The reason why it is so famous is that Mu mansion is in this city.

Along the way, pedestrians will avoid this team when they see it coming. People subconsciously choose to stay away from trouble. No one knows which family's big man is in the carriage. The more than 100 guards in fresh clothes and angry horses have made people afraid. And passers-by found that thirty miles outside the city, they saw a carriage painted with the sign of Mu house.

So people can't help guessing, what kind of big man can work Mufu's people out of the city thirty miles to meet him?

There seems to be no such figure in Dongjiang.

Standing outside the pavilion, waiting for the carriage to come, is a young childe who looks gentle, elegant and full of God. If the people in Dongding City see it, they will recognize it immediately. This childe is the little Duke Mu Xianjun of Mu house who is famous in Dongjiang. It is said that he was a genius who read poetry at the age of three, wrote articles at the age of five, and became a blockbuster in penglaizong at the age of seven.

Women passing by the pavilion will look at him with admiring eyes.

"I don't know who is so annoying..."

A 16-year-old girl accompanied her parents on a trip. When she saw the pian Jia childe standing on the roadside waiting, she couldn't help being angry: "it's strange to let the little grandpa stand on the roadside waiting for so long. He doesn't understand etiquette. How can the little grandpa stand such a strong wind?"

Her father sighed for a long time and didn't speak. Her mother smiled and peeped at the little grandpa who was more beautiful than a woman from time to time.

"The little Duke of Mu house is really kind. If he had been a big man of other families to rest in this pavilion, the guards would have driven us away. But you see, the little Duke doesn't have any airs at all. That's the real demeanor. You see, he smiled at me."

A young woman murmured. Her man snorted coldly and turned away from looking.

When the team appeared in the sight of everyone, everyone couldn't help but stretch their heads to see. Everyone wanted to know where the big man came from. He was qualified to let the little Duke of Mu house stay on the roadside for so long. Seeing the more than 100 Xiaoqi schools wearing dark blue brocade clothes and big red cloak, people became more focused. The team was too majestic. Although there were only more than 100 people, it looked like a strong army was coming.

The carriage stopped outside the pavilion. The driver respectfully lifted the curtain of the carriage. A man bent down and came out from the inside. At that moment, it immediately attracted a low exclamation from the people watching in the distance!

"Look! It's a Kirin robe!"

"My God, it's a duke."

"Oh, when did the great Sui Dynasty have such a young Duke?!"

The 16-year-old girl who was still complaining for the Duke of Mu house looked forward on tiptoe. When she saw the face of Fang Xie, she couldn't help shouting: "God, so young is the Duke of the country. I've never heard of such a young Duke in eastern Xinjiang, and... And it's more pleasing to the eye than the Duke."

She couldn't tell what was pleasing to the eye, but she just felt that Fang Xie looked more comfortable.

"Only such a person can let the Duke of Mu's house go out of the city and wait 30 miles in person."

She murmured, and her eyes began to shine.

The young woman who praised Mr. Mu Xianjun before could hardly look away from him when she saw Fang Xie. The Kirin robe symbolizing the identity of a first-class national Duke was too eye-catching, and the people wearing it were more eye-catching than Mr. Mu Xianjun.

"I see..."

The young woman lowered her voice and said, "the handsome young man is a little weak. The national Lord has a very cold temperament... Just don't know what it is."

Her man sighed: "that's the murderous spirit that can't be dispersed."

The young woman turned to her husband and nodded, "let's go."

The two men walked shoulder to shoulder into the distance and never looked back. The men wore simple clothes and the women wore a cotton skirt. Looking at the back, the two people are so well matched, as if they should be together by nature.

"Can you look at the handsome in silence in the future? I feel a little uncomfortable when you comment like this."

"Brother Xun, are you jealous?"

"No!"

"Ha ha, I won't twist your ear when you see a beautiful woman's eyes don't blink."

"Really?"

"It must be false... When I see a beautiful man, I can see it. You must not see it when you see a beautiful woman. If you see it, you can only peek. I can't find you peeking. If I find it, you won't touch me again. Remember?"

"Remember..."

The man smiled: "it seems that you haven't been touched by me for seven days..."

"Why? Why don't I remember?"

The young woman asked him.

Before he could answer, the young woman wrinkled her delicate nose and said, "no matter why, it must be your fault."

The man smiled bitterly and shook his head: "when will the ban be lifted?"

The young woman suddenly blew her face and vomited two words from her mouth: "tonight..."

The man giggled. After a while, he put away his smile and said with some worry, "the wind and clouds in eastern Xinjiang are surging."

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When muxianjun saw Fang Xie, he felt his heart twitch. It was not the pain of being cut by a knife, but the pain of being held hard. Then he took several deep breaths to relax himself. He knew that the walker seemed strong, but sometimes it was hard to believe that he was fragile. He knew that more than one practitioner destroyed his state of mind because of some small things, and it was difficult to make progress.

Now, Mu Xianjun knows that he has a devil in his heart.

Since he was a child, he has gone with the wind and water. In everyone's eyes, he is a genius that no one can surpass. He is highly praised by people for his family background, body appearance, cultivation talent and wisdom. Especially after arriving at penglaizong, he stood out in the sect at the age of seven. Even those who are much older than him should respectfully call martial uncle, because he is Su Yang's own disciple.

When he saw the solution, he subconsciously took a look at the position of his heart.

The clothes are new without that hole.

In fact, the hole is not in the clothes, but in the heart.

"Meet the Duke!"

He made himself calm, even if he just pretended to be calm.

however

After seeing the woman getting off behind Fang Xie, his heart couldn't be calm anymore. The last time I met Fang Xie, she was surrounded by a beautiful woman who should not belong to the world. Her cold and gorgeous temperament makes Mu Xianjun unforgettable up to now. That beauty is above all else. However, when the woman was around Fang Xie, it was like an ordinary woman. This change made Mu Xianjun jealous.

At the moment when Mo Congzhi got off the carriage, Mu Xianjun felt that his heart had been cut.

For what?

Why should there be women in the sky?

Foam curd is too beautiful to be flawless.

When she got off the bus, she drew everyone's attention. The girl who had been infatuated with flowers opened her mouth involuntarily when she saw the foam curd, and then exclaimed: "how can she be so beautiful?"

Her mother couldn't help coming over and holding her daughter's shoulder.

"Yeah."

The girl murmured, "only a woman like her can match the young Duke..."

"Let's go"

Her father sighed and turned to the distance.

"Mother, is that... Another world?"

Asked the girl.

The mother shook her head and didn't know how to answer.

"You're welcome."

Fang Xie smiled at Mu Xianjun and said, "it's impolite to ask you to wait for me so far out of the city. If I knew, it would make people speed up, and it wouldn't make you wait here so long."

"My Lord is a distinguished guest."

Mu Xianjun's face is twisted and his smile is ferocious. He tried his best to calm his heart down, but his heart would twitch and ache every time he inadvertently saw Fang Xie's plain smile and the woman's beautiful face. He suddenly felt a kind of fear and finally understood what was the destruction of his state of mind.

Never before.

"I prepared snacks and fragrant tea in the pavilion. The Duke can rest for a while before going on the road. He has arrived here and is not far from Dongding city..."

Mu Xianjun stopped before he finished, because he saw the woman slowly coming and standing next to Fang Xie, just like the woman he saw last time, and seemed to be used to standing a little behind Fang Xie.

His words stopped suddenly, and then don't go too far and don't dare to look at the perfect woman who can't even have a trace of evil thoughts.

"My father is still waiting. If the Duke is not tired, let's get on the road as soon as possible."

He said this and wanted to turn back. When I raised my eyes, I saw the woman stretch out her hand and put it on Fang Xie's arm. Naturally.

At this moment, Mu Xianjun felt defeated.

It is not necessarily cultivation that fails.

It's life.

When Fang Xie felt her hands on her arms, her heart beat faster. He looked down in amazement at the hand wrapped around his arm, and then subconsciously looked at the foam curd. When I looked at the past, I found that she was also looking at herself. There was a different look in her eyes as clear as water. Fang Xie was a little silly for a moment and didn't understand what it meant in his eyes.

Seeing his amazement and surprise, the woman raised her jaw slightly and her eyes were proud.

Seems to be telling Fang Xie, what can you do?