"Are you as good-looking as this young master? If you are not as good-looking as this young master, just go away." Liang Jinhuai was too lazy to be verbose, but he broke the girl's heart with just one sentence. These words are so poisonous that they will kill her with one strike!
After Liang Jinhuai finished speaking, she walked away. Ling Chuxi shrugged her shoulders, looked at the girl whose glass heart was broken into pieces, made no comment, and followed Liang Jinhuai away.
Seeing how popular Liang Jinhuai is, it’s not surprising when you think about it. First of all, Liang Jinhuai’s appearance really makes people unable to take their eyes away, and secondly, he is the son of the city lord, a typical “rich, handsome”, why can’t he be called a man from this city?
The girl is tempted.
Liang Jinhuai took Ling Chuxi to the medicine shop first. He remembered what Ling Chuxi said that he could refine elixirs.
"Go and choose the medicinal materials you need." Liang Jinhuai asked Ling Chuxi to choose by herself as soon as she entered the drug store.
The drug store manager was a little surprised when he saw Liang Jinhuai coming in, but he quickly put a smile on his face and stepped forward to greet him warmly.
Ling Chuxi picked it up and found that the medicinal materials here were actually relatively lacking, and were naturally incomparable with the medicinal materials of Jindan Sect. However, this was enough for her to refine some healing elixirs. Liang Jinhuai waved her hand and asked the shopkeeper to send them to the city lord.
When I went to the house, I took Ling Chuxi back first.
Returning to the City Lord's Mansion, Liang Jinhuai first went to the study room. He stood at the desk with a sharp look and said, "Why are you still standing there? Grinding ink for me."
Ling Chuxi rolled her eyes and silently stepped forward to polish the ink.
Liang Jinhuai stopped talking nonsense. When the ink was ready, he started practicing calligraphy vigorously. Ling Chuxi looked at the words written by Liang Jinhuai, and her eyes lit up. She really didn't expect that Liang Jinhuai's calligraphy was so good.
After writing for a while, Liang Jinhuai suddenly stopped writing and put the brush in Ling Chuxi's hand: "Boy, come and try it too."
"This...I can't." Ling Chuxi said the truth. She is really not good at calligraphy, but she is good at ink painting, but it seems that she has left these behind for too long. She has held the sword for so long that she has forgotten what it feels like to hold a pen.
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"Just try it if I ask you to." Liang Jinhuai didn't care about that and said stubbornly, "That's it, just follow my calligraphy." Liang Jinhuai pointed to the calligraphy he had just written.
Ling Chuxi looked at the brush in her hand, her thoughts drifting away. With the sword in her hand, she could kill the world, and with the pen in her hand, she could paint the world of mortals. How long had it been since she had such a peaceful mind?
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But, it’s poetic and picturesque, haha!
After a while, Liang Jinhuai's roar came from the study: "Ling Chuxi, are you an idiot? What are you writing? Is it like a dog crawling?"
"Can a dog crawl out words like this? Climb one for me and try!" Next came Ling Chuxi's voice, unwilling to be outdone.
"You bastard, you're comparing me to a dog!" This was Liang Jinhuai's angry voice.
"I didn't say anything, you can take your seat yourself." Ling Chuxi quibbled, and suddenly said, "Oh, this is really slippery, young master, it is really slippery, it was definitely not intentional..."
"Ling Chuxi, get out of here, young master!" Liang Jinhuai's roar echoed through the sky above the courtyard.
The servants in the yard stopped to watch curiously, the fire of gossip burning in their hearts. What happened to make the usually calm young master so angry?
Soon, they found out. Ling Chuxi walked out calmly and said to the nearest maid: "This beautiful sister, please bring some water, the young master needs to wash his face."