In a suburban area of Shanghai, there are many Chinese classical-style buildings standing there. Viewed from mid-air, this group of buildings is comparable to the Temple of Heaven in majestic yet gorgeous style.
Anyone with a little knowledge will know that the layout of this building complex is completely based on the Zhouyi Bagua. The location and orientation of each house are very particular. Even every flower, grass and tree makes people feel unique.
Different places.
In a spacious open space in the south, which seemed to be an outdoor competition venue, a beautiful figure was doing the Lingfeng Sword Dance.
The long skirt as white as snow flutters in the wind. From a distance, it looks like a fairy dancing in the sky.
The square martial arts training platform was entirely paved with bluestone tiles, with a large Tai Chi pattern printed on it. The woman dancing in the wind moved like wind and lightning, but she never exceeded the Tai Chi pattern.
Because the woman moved so fast, her appearance was difficult to see, but her beautiful outline, like a spiritual rain from an empty mountain, was immediately reflected in people's minds. The long sword in her hand was strobed by the bright light of her dance, and her voice was "sonorous".
Under the training stage, a girl in purple stood respectfully, her eyes following the movements of the girl on the stage.
Not long after, a girl with a hurried expression walked quickly from the side, then walked into the purple-clothed girl and said something to her. The purple-clothed girl's face did not change, she said something lightly, and then turned her eyes to the dancer on the stage.
The girl with the sword.
Although the girl who came to report the news had an anxious look in her eyes, she did not dare to say anything. She shivered and stood aside with her head lowered, waiting for instructions from the girl in purple. Not everyone could bear the weather in Beijing. This girl who reported the news did not dare to say anything.
Obviously she couldn't resist the cold, but she had no choice but to wait.
Half an hour later, the girl on the stage stopped moving, and the tip of the sword suddenly came down. The ending movement was crisp and concise. The girl's face also became clear and distinct.
But I saw that her hair was hanging down her shoulders, and her appearance was moving, like willows dancing drunkenly in the east wind; her jade face was gorgeous and radiant, her eyebrows were light and the spring mountains were blowing, her eyes were condensed with autumn water, her red lips were like strawberries, and her white teeth were arranged in two rows of broken jade.
, there is a faint smile at the corner of her exquisite mouth; the water in her bright eyes is soft, she is truly a beauty in the world. If you add the few drops of slight sweat on her jade cheeks that cannot bear to leave, her beauty
Bian returned to the human world.
In a word, this woman should only exist in heaven and never be seen in the human world.
This woman is the future heir of the Lan family - Lan Zixue.
Seeing that Lan Zixue's sword dance was over, the woman in purple walked onto the stage holding a thermos bottle and a white towel.
Lan Zixue naturally took the towel and gently wiped it on her jade cheeks, wiping away the sweat that couldn't bear to leave. Her movements were graceful and natural, as if there was no other movement in the world more beautiful than hers.
Growing up in Shangjing and being able to maintain smooth skin must have a lot to do with her martial arts practice in addition to her natural beauty.
Lan Zixue did not accept the thermos bottle handed over by the purple-clothed woman, but frowned slightly and asked the purple-clothed woman in confusion: "Why are you here, Xiaoyu?"
Lan Zixue didn't say anything herself, but there was something unusual in her tone. But the woman in purple caught this, so it must be related to his return, right? The woman in purple thought so.
"The eldest son of the Gongsun family, Gongsun Ming, is here to come." The woman in purple replied calmly.
Lan Zixue's brows widened, "It turns out to be Gongsun Ming, let's go meet him! Does he come only once every six days? How many days has it been now?"
"Four days." When the woman in purple heard this, she said in a calm tone.
"It turns out it's been four days, and there are times when he doesn't comply with the rules." Lan Zixue curled up the corner of her mouth and revealed a sneer.
"People always like to think wildly when they grow up. Besides, he is back too."
Lan Zixue was stunned, "How many days has he been in Beijing?"
"Isn't it clear, Miss?"
Lan Zixue smiled bitterly and shook her head. "I'm just not sure. I didn't expect him to be alive."
"Miss, are you planning to see him?" The woman in purple asked with a flash of eyes, looking into Lan Zixue's eyes.
Lan Zixue still shook her head, a cold light flashed in her eyes, "It's not necessary."
Hearing this, the woman in purple didn't say anything more. Instead, she walked to the girl in the audience and said to the girl: "Xiaoyu, go and tell Mr. Gongsun that our young lady has just finished sword practice. She should take a bath first and then go to see him.
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Xiaoyu heard this, nodded, and immediately turned around to leave, because every minute and every second staying in this cold wind was a kind of suffering, and the hypocritical and artificial sun was of no use at all.
"Wait a minute!"
Xiaoyu heard this, although she was a little dissatisfied, but she still turned around obediently. She saw the woman in purple hand over a purple pill, and said in a faint voice: "Take it!"
Xiaoyu bowed gratefully, then swallowed it on the spot and hurried away...
Lying in hot water with just the right temperature, white mist rises, and the exquisite body of blue and purple snow is hidden under the white mist, like a dream. Any man who sees this scene will never forget it.
Lan Zixuan stretched out her smooth and jade-like arms, and kept pouring hot water on herself with small hands. However, her thoughts followed the ethereal water mist and flew far, far away.
A faint sigh sounded, as if it disturbed a certain period of time in the past. Lan Zixue said to herself in her clear and moving voice: "If you hadn't peeked at me taking a shower, I would not have canceled my engagement with you...
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In the reception hall of the Lan family, a handsome man with bright eyes was sitting leisurely on a simple chair. Next to him sat a beautiful girl. It could be seen that they were having a good conversation and the man was always polite.
, under the starry gaze of the beautiful girl, he remained calm and composed, and his tone was neither intimate nor raw. Being able to grasp emotions so accurately shows that this handsome man has an extraordinary psychological quality.
Standing next to him was a man with a steady gaze. He could not be called tall, but he had a pair of deep eyes.
The man sitting on the chair is naturally Gongsun Ming, who came specifically to see Lan Zixue, and the beautiful girl next to him is Lan Zixue's cousin, Lan Tingshi.
An hour was about to pass, and Gongsun Ming, who had always been leisurely and calm, couldn't help but feel a little impatient. A rumor spread among the Chinese aristocratic families: If you haven't seen Lan Zixue after waiting for an hour at Lan's house, it means Lan Zixue.