The thousand-faced genius doctor's stunning remnant concubine is very playful

Chapter 58

Murong Yunxi seemed to have expected this to happen, the white silk in her sleeve made a move, entangled the trunk of a huge peach blossom tree next to Yunlou, held Bei Xiaoxiao with one hand, glanced at the few people who were stunned on the spot, and smiled He gloated, "Just ask for more blessings for yourselves." After speaking, with a force in his hand, he fell lightly to the top of the peach blossom tree.

All the people present were amazed at his lightness kung fu, he was able to fall to the top of the tree silently with only one person and a wheelchair, his internal strength was obviously extraordinary.

He Lianrui followed Murong Yunxi to the top of the tree, so lightly that he didn't even knock off a petal.

But Nangong Yu and the others could only look at the ocean and sigh.

After Murong Yunxi landed on the top of the tree, she naturally saw much more clearly than others. On the poetry stage under the peach blossom tree, there was a young man in black clothes playing a pair. If you answer correctly, you will score a point.The most conspicuous thing in the audience is an outstanding woman sitting at the front. She is wearing a goose yellow pleated skirt with a waist and a bright red jade pendant of Pisces playing in water. Her face is like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival. , the color is like the flowers of spring dawn, the temples are cut like knives, the shoulders are cut like shaved, the face is like peach petals, the eyes are like autumn waves, the look is full of looks, the words are often smiling, and the appearance of weak willows supporting the wind makes people feel affectionate.Judging by her appearance, she must be the Liu Yuning that Nangong Ning was talking about.

"The next couplet, good mountains, good waters, good wind, good moon, beautiful scenery for thousands of years." The young man in Xuanyi on the stage made another pair.

The eager people in the audience immediately quieted down. When everyone was contemplating, Liu Yuning said loudly: "Infatuated voice, infatuated, infatuated, dreamed, infatuated, several generations of infatuated."

Murong Yunxi was taken aback for a moment, and slightly hooked her lips, this Liu Yuning is really interesting!
Applause came from the crowd, and even Mr. Xuanyi on the stage couldn't help but marvel at the beauty of Liu Yuning's second couplet.

"This couplet was made by our son when he was traveling in the mountains. Listen up, everyone, the trees on the edge of the mountain are cold." When the young master in Xuanyi talked about the young master in his mouth, his face was obviously proud .

This time Liu Yuning also lowered her head and thought.

Murong Yunxi led Bei Xiaoxiao down the tree and landed on the poetry platform, her voice was as cold and sweet as a secluded spring in a mountain stream: "The voice of the spring on the stone is the voice of Yuqiu."

Young Master Xuanyi was taken aback for a moment, then clapped his hands and cheered: "Miao Miao Miao, this couplet is wonderful!"

Murong Yunxi ignored his unnecessary praise, and looked towards a building ahead. There was a plaque hanging in front of the building, on which the word "Yunlou" was written in flying and phoenix dances. On both sides of the Yunlou, there was a pear board, The left side wrote: "Your body is a bodhi tree, and it is also a bright mirror stand. Wipe it frequently so as not to stir up dust." But there is nothing on the right side. Murong Yunxi pursed his lips, "Bring a pen."

Young Master Xuanyi followed her gaze, and suddenly understood what she meant, he was overjoyed, and hurried down to prepare a big brush for Murong Yunxi.

But when it was for Murong Yunxi, Mr. Xuanyi had a difficult time. Murong Yunxi, a disabled person, how to write on the pear board in Yunlou. He was about to step down and change to a small brush for Murong Yunxi to write on paper. But with a wave of Murong Yunxi's hand, the brush in his hand stood up and flew towards the pear board on the right, and wrote a line of words in a leisurely manner: "Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a stand. Where does the dust come from?"

Due to Murong Yunxi's hard work every day, Remnant Cloud Palm has reached the middle stage of the sixth level, fetching objects from the air is no longer a problem, but it surprised everyone present.

"Girl is a talented poet!" A man's gentle and jade-like voice came from above his head.

Everyone raised their heads and looked up, only to see a man slowly falling from the roof of the building, his white clothes fluttering, and he was as handsome as a god.

The man fell to the ground, and Murong Yunxi was able to look at him seriously. He was slender, with picturesque eyebrows, and there was a touch of warmth on the face of bully Shuang Saixue, and his eyes were as clear as water. A snow-white jade flute and a jade pendant jingle as she walks.The white clothes fluttered in the wind, and the peach blossoms blown by the wind fell on his shoulders, making him look like a figure walking out of an ink painting, with a unique beauty, not like Mo Wuhen's enchanting beauty, not He Lianrui's domineering beauty, nor Mu Qi's gentle windy beauty, nor Nangong Yu's cynical beauty, but a unique, elegant lotus-like beauty that made Murong Yun Xi couldn't help being slightly absent-minded.

While Murong Yunxi was looking at the man, the man was also looking at her. She was wearing a white double-breasted wide-sleeved long dress, and a simple and chic lotus flower was outlined with golden silk thread on the right sleeve. Except for the white jade lotus hairpin that bundles the hair, there is no other ornament. The skin is as white and flawless as exquisite porcelain, smooth and moist, and there is a simple and fresh feeling all over the body, like a lotus coming out of water, like a lotus coming out of mud. Not stained, clean and not demonic.Her gaze was indifferent, as if the wind was blowing up and the waves were raging, she was idling in the rain.The world is independent, the soul is penetrating the moon, and the long sleeves are curled up with a faint fragrance.He couldn't help admiring such a magnificent woman: "Clear water produces hibiscus, which can be carved naturally."

When Murong Yunxi heard this, a crescent-like smile rose from the corner of his mouth, "Moshang is like jade, you are unparalleled in this world."

The man smiled lightly, like a clear breeze and a bright moon, he cupped his hands and bowed to Murong Yunxi, "I'm floating in the clouds."

"Murong Yunxi."

"Yunxi? Does it mean the sun shining through the clouds? What a good name."

Murong Yunxi smiled, "It represents my mother's expectations of me."

"In this way, Lingtang must be a talented, gentle and virtuous woman."

"Yeah." Murong Yunxi nodded with a slight smile, glanced at Liu Yuning, who was staring at Liuyun obsessively, and teased: "Speaking of which, am I lucky? I saw the mysterious and unfathomable with only one poem." Young Master Liuyun is admired by the world, but some people have been looking forward to it for so many years and have not seen it."

Liu Yun also glanced at Liu Yuning, and said irrelevantly: "The posture of the weak Liu Fufeng is beautiful, but it is too weak and looks like a vase, and it is impossible for me to meet everyone who admires me. Bar."

The two of them did not deliberately lower their voices, so the people in the audience naturally heard their conversation clearly.

Liu Yuning's face turned pale, vase?He actually thought she was just a vase?

Murong Yunxi casually nodded in agreement, "That's true."

"I don't know if Princess Yunxi is interested in competing with me? I believe that what you wrote can be hung in the Yun Tower." Liu Yun put his hands behind his back and looked at Murong Yunxi with a smile.

"Anyway, I have nothing to do, so it's okay to have some fun to pass the time." Murong Yunxi looked at the audience who were bewitched by Liu Yun's smile, and readily responded.

"Okay, prepare your pen and ink!" Liu Yun realized that the woman in front of her was getting more and more interesting. If it were someone else, she would definitely give in modestly, but she fully agreed without any affectation.

After a while, Liuyun's people set up a table on the stage, and on the table were neatly arranged the Four Treasures of the Study.Murong Yunxi and Liu Yun sat at one end of the table.

"Princess Yunxi, how about we just make a couplet and let the other do it?" Liu Yun looked at Murong Yunxi who was opposite, with a smile that made people feel like a spring breeze.

"It's so good!" Murong Yunxi also looked at Liu Yun, he didn't move, and she didn't move either.

"Princess Yunxi please first." Liu Yun stretched out one hand and made a "please" gesture, his modest and gentlemanly appearance captured the hearts of many young girls.

"Okay." Murong Yunxi was not polite, took the pen handed over by Bei Xiaoxiao, raised her sleeve with one hand, and walked away with the pen.

Nangong Yu and the others squeezed to the front and stood at some point, looking at the two people on the stage with envy or jealousy.

The breeze blew down the peach blossoms on the peach tree, and the petals fell like rain, which made the two men and women on the stage even more beautiful. White clothes, but they wear different styles, they match so well that people can't help but sigh: "It's so beautiful, the two of them are so well matched, they are like a golden boy and a jade girl."

People around nodded in agreement, but Nangong Yu's face turned dark to the extreme, and he gave the person who made the sound a hard look.

As soon as the latter shivered, he didn't dare to say anything immediately.

In just a moment, Murong Yunxi stopped writing, and Bei Xiaoxiao beside her took the rice paper knowingly, and stood up what Murong Yunxi had written for Liu Yun to see.

The big characters flying like dragons and phoenixes are reflected in everyone's eyes, not like other women's beauty and beauty, but with a kind of domineering, exuding a kind of vigor and vitality.

"Flowers are not flowers, fog is not fog. Looking at flowers in fog, flowers are like fog." Liu Yun read the words on the paper, smiled slightly, picked up a pen and wrote the next couplet on the paper, "Water is like water, the moon Like the moon, looking at the moon in the water, reflecting the moon in the water."

Murong Yunxi looked at the elegant and powerful words on the paper that were extremely inconsistent with Liuyun's temperament, and the corner of his mouth hooked evilly, "Master, you are really hiding something."

"Princess Yunxi is overwhelmed by the award. In terms of essays and handwriting, Liu Yun is not as good as one-tenth of the princess."

"Of course you can't compare to Yunyun from our family. She is beyond anyone's reach, so stay away from her." Nangong Yu jumped onto the stage and looked at Liuyun dissatisfied.

"This is..." Liu Yun looked at Nangong Yu, and then at Murong Yunxi.

Murong Yunxi smiled embarrassingly, "He is Lord Yu of the Zhongwang Mansion, don't be surprised, he didn't take his medicine in the morning." Nangong Yu pulled aside, "Don't talk nonsense, when did I become your home?" of?"

"Sooner or later it will be anyway."

"I'm very surprised, where did you have such great confidence?" Murong Yunxi helplessly supported his forehead, this Nangong Yu really didn't give up if he didn't hit the south wall.

"I believe in myself." Nangong Yu grabbed Murong Yunxi's hand and shook it vigorously, then changed the subject and said, "Yunyun, let's go guess the lantern riddles, it's so boring to stay here all the time, everyone is waiting for you."

Murong Yunxi glanced at the audience, thinking that it would be boring for everyone to follow her here, why not go for a stroll, thinking of this, Murong Yunxi looked at Liu Yun apologetically, "Mr. I have to excuse myself first."

(End of this chapter)