After closing the courtyard door and passing by Wu Yuanyuan's side room, I saw that the room was dark, the food and wine on the stone bench had gone cold, and the moon was high in the sky, making the courtyard feel deserted and a little lonely.
Zhuo Mufeng shook his head, walked straight back to the room, lit a fire, and took off his bloody clothes. There seemed to be many sword marks on his body, but in fact they were just flesh wounds that had already scabbed and it would not take long for them to be completely healed.
Thinking back on today's events, Zhuo Mufeng's expression was a little complicated. He looked at the side room through the paper window again. After a while, he slowly looked back, suppressed his distracting thoughts, sat cross-legged on the bed and began to practice.
In the side room, it was dark and only an arc of moonlight came in.
Wu Yuanyuan moved a small stool and sat in front of the window, raising her head and facing the moonlight. Anger, sorrow and hatred were clearly visible on her beautiful and charming face.
She felt that she had done nothing wrong in what she did today.
No matter what, Miao Xiangyu is her cousin. She can't just sit back and watch her cousin be killed by Zhuo Mufeng. That bastard doesn't want to think about how he can explain to the Sanjiang Alliance without her stopping him.
If she really wanted to help her cousin, with her strength, it would not be difficult to defeat or even injure that bastard, but in the end she did not make a move, and even when her cousin was beaten to death, she did not deal with Zhuo Mufeng.
She believed that anyone with a little conscience should be satisfied with her actions! But Wu Yuanyuan did not expect that her sincerity would be met with contempt and hostility from the other party.
What on earth was she planning? Wu Yuanyuan gritted her teeth and clenched her hands into fists until her knuckles turned white. Her heart was filled with anger and hatred. She was angry at the other party's lack of goodwill and hated the other party's ruthless attitude.
She really disliked Zhuo Mufeng at first, but her subsequent contacts did not change her opinion much.
Until something went wrong and the other party became his father's adopted son, it was inevitable that the two parties would have further exchanges and experience various things in Tianfu and Yangzhou City. Even Wu Yuanyuan had to admit that without Zhuo Mufeng, her end would be unpredictable.
I'm afraid my fate has already fallen into the abyss.
Her mother Miao Qingcheng was rescued, which made her truly grateful for the first time.
Coupled with the fact that the other party had "expressed his feelings" in Tianfu early, and had an unexpected close contact with him, all these were intertwined, and it was the first time that Wu Yuanyuan, a proud woman who had an eye above her head and regarded men as if they were nothing, had a crush on her.
The opposite sex has different feelings.
The subsequent ambiguity undoubtedly deepened this feeling. It was not until this conflict that Wu Yuanyuan realized that Zhuo Mufeng had such a significant impact on her!
"You are so arrogant. If you hadn't saved my life and my mother's, I wouldn't have taken you seriously at all."
Wu Yuanyuan said angrily, her beautiful eyes as bright as stars were bloodshot, and she became more and more angry as she thought about it. She stood up, kicked off the bench, and walked around the room.
Now she really wants to rush to Zhuo Mufeng's house and talk to him for a clear explanation. Of course, she, Wu Yuanyuan, is not trying to explain anything. Is it necessary? Who is he, Zhuo Mufeng?
She is Wu Yuanyuan, one of the ten beauties in the world, a goddess who is coveted by countless men in the world. Why should Zhuo Mufeng be scorning her and looking disdainful? She would be the one to sling him if he wanted to.
The reason why she wanted to find the other party was just because she didn't want people to think she was ungrateful. If things broke out in the future, wouldn't it ruin her reputation?
Wu Yuanyuan took a few deep breaths, kept repeating the reasons she had thought of, and finally clenched her fists and stepped forward, but when she walked to the door, she looked confused again.
If I ran over like this, wouldn't it be equivalent to bowing my head first? It made me want to talk about the matter, and the other party might laugh at me.
Even if the explanation is clear, what's the point? Yes, why should she take the initiative to explain to a person who made a mistake? It's not like she's mentally ill. If the other person begs her in turn, it's more like that!
"Asshole, bastard, self-righteous guy, who do you think you are? If you don't bow your head to me and admit your mistake, I will never talk to you again in the future!"
Wu Yuanyuan has decided that she will never take the initiative to talk to Zhuo Mufeng in the future. If the other party is more sincere, he can just ask for his forgiveness. If he still looks that weird and yin and yang, it is most likely that he has never met Zhuo Mufeng. Who cares about whom?
After thinking about it, she was still angry. She gritted her teeth, lit the candle on the table, and drank a few sips of tea. However, the fire in her chest could not be eliminated, and she was hungry again.
Thinking about how someone had been eating and drinking with Sima Ying earlier, and how happy he was, while he was sulking in a dark room, he suddenly felt the urge to run away again.
But she couldn't do it if she was asked to run out and call for food. If someone named Zhuo heard the news, he would definitely laugh at herself again.
The tea cup was almost crushed by Wu Da Mei. She looked around and suddenly caught a glimpse of the desk on the right side of the room, with a pile of rice paper stacked on it and a few wolf hairs hanging from the pen holder. Her eyes lit up and she quickly walked behind the desk and sat down.
Slowly pour the tea into the inkstone, put down the tea cup, mix the ink with bare hands, grind it gently for a while, then pick a pen at random, take the rice paper, dip it in the ink, and start painting quickly.
Wu Damei has a wild nature and cannot embroider, nor can she bear the temper to learn piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. However, she was forced to teach by Wu Guanting for a period of time and barely learned a few postures. Now she looks decent.
After painting for a while, Wu Damei paused, pondered for a moment, and suddenly started writing like a god. Her originally unsatisfied and sad expression gradually disappeared as the strokes deepened, and was replaced by a lively and playful look.
The corners of her plump mouth bloomed beautifully, her eyes twitched slightly, she held the pen and laughed. The moment of amorous feelings under the candlelight was really like a swaying nebula, and her smile was full of charm. It's a pity that no man could appreciate it.
Looking at the painting she painted again, I could see a figure with a big head, a small body, and sinister eyebrows, which I could barely recognize as a man. He was kneeling on the ground with a face full of horror, begging for mercy from a long-haired woman.
Next to the man with sinister eyebrows and rat-eyes, there is the word "Zhuo Mufeng" written on it, while the woman's name is written next to "Wu Yuanyuan", which seems to be two vivid names.
The most shocking thing is that there is a long comment after the name.
Behind the three words Zhuo Mufeng was written: "Nvxia, fairy, good sister, I was wrong, I shouldn't blame you, I shouldn't lose my temper with you, I beg you, sir, please forgive me, little one. As long as you forgive me
The little one, the little one is willing to be a cow or a horse for you."
Behind Wu Yuanyuan wrote: "If you want me to forgive you, just dream!"
Zhuo Mufeng: "No, if you don't forgive me, what's the point of my life? I'd rather die!"
Wu Yuanyuan: "Then go to hell."
As she was drawing, Wu Yuanyuan kept giggling, and suddenly added a few dots on the face of the sinister-looking man, which seemed to be tears. You couldn't tell, but this girl had a pretty good mind-blowing ability and was very good at telling stories.
Talent, I don’t know if he is a Pisces.
After finishing one drawing, Wu Yuanyuan was particularly upset and drew the second one. Halfway through the drawing, she suddenly threw away the pen in her hand, her face turned red, she stamped her foot, crumpled the two papers into a ball, and hurried to the round table.
side, put it on the candle and burned it.
"Anyone with the surname Zhuo will always ask you to bow your head!"
Beauty Wu seemed to be inspired by the scene she imagined. She waved her fists, her morale was boosted, and she was eager to turn her imagination into reality.
Early the next morning.
Zhuo Mufeng changed his clothes. The one he wore yesterday was torn by Wu Yuanyuan. Just as he was about to go to the yard to fetch water, a servant came with two loads of water and placed it in the yard. He explained that it was used for washing.
Then he left with a smile.
"The service is quite attentive." Zhuo Mufeng immediately went to the room to get the wooden basin, but when he returned to the courtyard, he found that the two buckets of water were missing.
It couldn't have been stolen by a thief, right? Zhuo Mufeng looked around and quickly stared at the side room. The door was still closed before, but now it was ajar. It was obvious who took the bucket.
Zhuo Mufeng secretly cursed that he was sick. Do you need two buckets of water to wash your face and brush your teeth? Is that face made of gold? This girl must be deliberately looking for trouble.
In fact, he thought a lot last night. After calming down, he went through the matter from beginning to end and could no longer blame Wu Yuanyuan harshly. But what really concerned Zhuo Mufeng was Wu Yuanyuan's attitude at that time.
After he was repeatedly insulted by Miao Xiangyu, Wu Yuanyuan only yelled to shut up in the end, which made Zhuo Mufeng very uncomfortable.
He was no longer angry with Wu Yuanyuan, but knots inevitably arose in his heart, and his attitude towards Wu Yuanyuan was destined to never be the same as before.
Zhuo Mufeng sighed secretly, shook his head, and simply took the wooden basin and went outside the yard. He remembered that there was an artificially diverted water pool on the edge of the cliff, and the water was very clear.
In the room, after the courtyard door was closed, Wu Yuanyuan, who pricked up her ears to listen to the noise, immediately walked out, snorted coldly, walked into the room again, and slammed the door.
Zhuo Mufeng came to the pool to fetch water, and saw a beautiful white figure like a fairy sitting cross-legged on a stone. Her long hair reached her waist, with a little bit of moisture stained by dew on her hair, and her face was as white as a newly peeled lychee.
, after hearing the movement, he slowly opened his eyes, his beauty was as beautiful as a fairy coming from the dust.
"Good morning, Senior Sister Ling." Zhuo Mufeng greeted him with a smile. Only he knew that his mind was shaken by this woman just now.
Ling Luoyang seemed to have forgotten yesterday's unhappiness and responded with a faint smile.
"Senior Sister Ling, did you get up early enough and come in the early morning?" Zhuo Mufeng asked curiously.
Ling Luoyang still just smiled and had no intention of speaking.
Zhuo Mufeng threw the wooden basin on the ground and suddenly walked over. He didn't even stop when he reached the stone. He actually sat down majestically, with his shoulders almost touching Ling Luoyang's body.
Ling Luoyang didn't expect this guy to be so bold. Her face froze, and she couldn't pretend to be calm anymore. She ducked and landed lightly under the stone. Her smile faded and she said, "Junior Brother Zhuo, please respect yourself!"
Zhuo Mufeng shrugged and smiled, ignoring her, reaching out to touch the spot where Ling Luoyang was sitting just now, and said cheerfully: "It's quite hot. Didn't Senior Sister Ling meditate in the wild all night?"
After brushing the floor, Ling Luoyang's face, starting from her neck, suddenly turned red to the roots, as if she had applied rouge, and her delicate body was trembling with shock and anger.
This shameless lewd thief actually reached out to touch the place where her butt had sat. Especially after touching it, he immediately jumped off the stone, put his hand into the pool and rubbed it again and again, as if he was dirty and disgusted.