His eyes met the man walking in front, his large robe was blown up by the sea breeze, and he had a somewhat fairy-like air.
She seemed to be indifferent to worldly affairs, but the reality shocked her.
Duan Zifei, what kind of person is he?
The Yan Kingdom is indeed a rich country as Xiaodouzi said, and Jun Wuge is even more powerful, possessing decisive sovereignty in business, politics, and agriculture. There are many experts in the cabinet, but people can't figure out the details.
I know that the master of Junwu Pavilion has a group of powerful Wuzi people. Therefore, even the court of Yan Kingdom must show courtesy to them.
Xiaoxiao got off the carriage and looked at the tall and magnificent castle in front of her. Its majestic and majestic appearance was like an eagle soaring through the sky. It stood proudly in the world. In the peaceful and peaceful Yan Kingdom, it was a barrier that could stop it.
All sinister barriers declare to the world its incomparable domineering power.
The plaque hanging on the lintel has three powerful characters - "Jun Wu Pavilion".
Xiaoxiao murmured the name, having seen the prince's mansion in the Qinglan Dynasty, Jun Wuge was not inferior to them.
Duan Zifei had already walked in, followed by Wuhen Wuming and others. As soon as the guard at the door saw that the master of the pavilion had returned, he sent someone in to send a message. Wushuang patted Xiaoxiao's shoulder and smiled, "Girl, welcome
Come to Junwu Pavilion."
Wu Shui said softly, "From now on, the girl will be one of my own family members. Come on, let's go in."
Slowly following in, the layout inside is quite simple, but it exudes a unique free and easy charm. While Xiaoxiao was admiring it, something exploded inside the castle.
"Is this the girl our Pavilion Master brought back?!"
Just like when Wu Feng and others first met Xiaoxiao, the others were even more shocked on the outside and tender on the inside. Who said that the pavilion master was not popular? Who said that the pavilion master broke away from the three realms and formed his own faction? Facts have proved that our pavilion master
The Lord is also a man!
It's really uncomfortable to be treated as a rare animal. Along the way, the smile on Xiaoxiao's face almost froze. Seeing them all almost burst into tears, she really didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"disappear."
A moderate sound came from the front.
"Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh"
I saw figures all around that looked like small flying knives, disappearing without a trace in an instant with lightning speed.
Wu Shui twirled his handkerchief to cover his mouth and smiled charmingly, "The master of the pavilion really loves the girl."
One sentence made Xiaoxiao blush unconsciously, and her eyes unconsciously drifted forward. Duan Zifei still seemed to be coming and going from the clouds, and was so indifferent that he turned around and entered the hall.
Xiaoxiao's residence was arranged in the most elegant "Qingxin Xiaozhu" in the whole castle. As soon as she walked in, Xiaoxiao was attracted by the sea of flowers around her. She couldn't wait to run over and squat down.
I came down, grabbed one, put it under my nose and smelled it, and said excitedly, "Wow, is this a rose flower?"
Wushuang ordered people to clean again and said, "Is the girl still satisfied?"
"Yeah, yeah," Xiaoxiao nodded hurriedly, "What I like most are roses." Once upon a time, my childhood home was filled with roses like these, one after another, clusters of them, so beautiful and eye-catching.
"Haha, it's good if you like it. It's just like the courtyard where a girl lives. Normally, Wushui and Wushui, Wufeng and the others would never think of us as women in this castle."
"Wushuang, thank you." Xiaoxiao said sincerely.
Wushuang Liu raised his eyebrows and smiled a little treacherously, "Hey, I'm afraid you've thanked the wrong person. I can't just give Qingxin Xiaozhu to someone to live in with just a word."
On the other side, Wu Shui raised his handkerchief and twisted his slender waist, turned around and chuckled, "At this time, the Pavilion Master should be in Beishan."
Beishan, located on the north side of the castle, has the highest terrain. You can overlook the surrounding mountains and have a panoramic view of all the scenery.
On the top of the mountain, a man in plain clothes stood gracefully, his clothes flying in the wind. He stood there quietly, as if he was looking at it, and as if he was waiting. His eyes were so pale that they could never penetrate.
When Xiaoxiao climbed up the mountain, she was so tired that she sat down on the ground, wiped the sweat from her forehead, looked back at him, and said feebly, "Why do you like to stand at such a high place?" She was confused all the way.
It was her good fortune that she was able to walk and crawl without losing half her life.
Duan Zifei remained still for a while, then slowly turned his head and asked, "Is something wrong?"
"Well," Xiaoxiao stood up, carefully walked over and stood next to him, glanced down, and immediately took a few steps back in fear, "Actually, it's nothing, I just want to say thank you."
He turned his head and returned to his still state.
Xiaoxiao frowned, feeling uncomfortable being treated like air. She took a step forward and asked, "Zifei?"
Half a beat slower.
"Um."
Although it was slow, he finally answered, right?
Xiaoxiao thought to comfort herself.
She smiled at him and said, "I like that Qingxin Xiaozhu very much, thank you."
Another half beat.
"Um."
Take a deep breath.
He still answered, didn’t he?!
So, Xiaoxiao smiled again, "I'm sorry to say it. You've helped me so many times, and I seem to have nothing else to repay except 'thank you'."
This time, Duan Zifei actually chose to ignore it gorgeously.
After taking several deep breaths, Xiaoxiao still couldn't suppress the dissatisfaction in her heart. She walked around him and stood in front of him. Her eyes were half closed and her eyebrows were slightly raised. "Hey, I'm talking to you. Even if you
If you're not used to responding, at least give me a friendly gesture."
Duan Zifei's face was as perfect as a god's. It didn't move at all. He just raised his thick eyelashes slightly, looked at her, lowered them again, and lightly opened his red lips, "...Okay."
Although it was just a word, Xiaoxiao smiled and nodded, "You can teach a kid."
When she was proud, she forgot that she was standing on the top of a mountain. She turned around and slipped. Before she could scream, an arm had already wrapped around her waist and brought her to a safe place.
Duan Zifei glanced at her, said nothing, and let go of his hand. Xiaoxiao patted her chest in shock, "It's so dangerous."
"Let's go." He turned around and left without any unnecessary words.
Xiaoxiao made a face at his back, then followed him up and down, muttering, "I can't believe that besides being the prince of the Qinglan Dynasty, you are also Jun Wu.
The master of the pavilion owns such a big castle...I was thinking, what else do you have that others don’t know?"
She walked very slowly, and suddenly, her forehead hit a hard wall of flesh. Xiaoxiao frowned and touched her forehead, "Why did you stop suddenly?"
"This section is not easy to walk." He didn't even look back, but he was ready to hold her hand and lead her slowly down.
Xiaoxiao blinked her eyes, and her gaze fell on his hands that were so white that they were too white to be ridiculous. They were too cold to be like the hands of a living person, but they gave her an inexplicable sense of security, as if, as long as he was there, everything would be at ease.