Hua Xiangrong thought of some other past events.

I think she was also a big family of thousands of catties, but unfortunately the family fell into the land of fireworks, although there is the name of the Oiran, but the real lady, who wants to get such a reputation, Wen Shengzhai is already extremely generous, Bai Mother also really hurts herself, but she is still inevitably persecuted, and has to make the move of opening the window, this is not the end of the world, what is it.

This poem simply expresses the sadness in her heart.

"Childe is really a poet with unparalleled talent, and the concubine has never seen such a poetic person as Childe. Hua Xiangrong couldn't help but ask: "This poem seems to be incomplete, I don't know if Childe can ......."

Before he finished speaking, Li Mu interrupted directly and said, "I just felt it just now, and I only had these two sentences, nothing else." ”

"Oh. Hua Xiangrong's tone was disappointed.

She felt that those two lines of poetry were the most suitable for her current situation, and they were actually a portrayal of her fate, but unfortunately she was still unfinished, and it seemed that this son was not willing to say more, so it was not good to ask again.

However, in her heart, she admired Li Mu's poetry to the extreme, and when she looked at Li Mu's face again, she felt that this young man, although he was not the kind of handsome and beautiful man, but his eyebrows and eyes were resolute, his mouth and nose were straight, especially a pair of eyes, which were as black as the starry sky, as if they contained the stars of the universe, and there was an unparalleled charm, which seemed to make people's souls sink into it inextricably.

Hua Xiangrong sighed in his heart.

This is a poetic genius, but unfortunately his background is too low.

In this world, poetry can move the world, that is the power of poetry, but in the final analysis, it is difficult to get ahead just because poetry is good.

She doesn't look down on scholars who have nothing, poetry and writing are moving, especially the talented people who write poems like 'Alluring the country and the city', who doesn't like it, since ancient times, so many legends of talented and beautiful women are not obtained out of thin air.

If it was before, Hua Xiangrong would be tempted by the young man in front of her, and would be willing to follow him, because she is not short of money, poetry is like character, people who can write such poems, character must be good, the so-called priceless treasure is easy to obtain, it is rare to have a lover, if you can find such a husband, it is also Hua Xiangrong's fantasy, she has seen the warmth and coldness of people, so she doesn't care about glory, wealth and power, but ......

However, now, she is in a predicament, if she follows the scholar in front of her, it will hurt him.

These thoughts, for a moment, flashed through Hua Xiangrong's mind.

She smiled, poured tea for Li Mu, boiled tea, and moved beautifully, the moonlight shone in through the screen window, like a layer of silver sand, spread on the girl's body, beautiful like a fairy in Yaochi.

At this time, Li Mu has gradually calmed down, [Innate Gong] cultivation has not stopped, his spiritual power is extremely strong, he can make up for the cramped as a little virgin brother, and when he looks at the beauty in front of him, he feels more and more emotional, when he is on the earth, modern makeup and P-picture beautification technology, I don't know how many beauties have been created, but there is no one, and it can be compared with the Oiran in front of him.

Beauty is always easy to make people feel admiration and pity in their hearts, and they have privileges.

Li Mu originally pointed and left, but now, he suddenly wanted to stay a little longer.

Hongyan boiled tea, such a beautiful scenery in the world, it is also good to look at it for a while.

Li Mu is not the kind of stereotypical hypocrite, and he enjoys it.

"In order to thank the son for the grace of the poem, the concubine asked for a dance for the son. Hua Xiangrong got up, saluted, and said, "Please stay for a while, and the concubine will go to change clothes." ”

Hua Xiangrong turned to leave.

A moment later, when she returned, she had already changed into a feather coat, which was unbelievably bright.

Behind him, followed by several musicians, all of them were maids dressed as scholars, holding orchestral zither silk bamboo, with excellent appearance, Wen Shengzhai, the most important thing is a young woman.

The music sounded.

The sound of classical silk and bamboo, with the seamless, the musicians here are all rigorously trained, exquisite skills, can be called a master-level professional level, like a clear spring flowing, gurgling into the ears, Li Mu is not a music lover, but at this moment, it is also like hearing the sound of immortals, sitting in a precarious position, listening carefully.

The flower wants to be barefoot, with beautiful snow feet, stepping on the wooden floor, dancing.

She dances beautifully, her body is moving, her movements are soothing and stretched, her feather coat flutters with her movements, and under the moonlight that passes through the window, she is really like a fairy under the moon, with an ethereal and unearthly temperament, as if she wants to return to the wind step by step, fluttering like a fairy.

At this moment, Li Mu had an electric shock like his soul being hit.

Just listen to the flowers want to have red lips slightly open, dancing and singing.

"There are beautiful women in Chang'an, peerless and independent, one cares about the city, and then the country ......"

What she sang was the [Beauty Poem] that Li Mu had written for her before.

Under the moon, the fairy in the feather coat dances solo, and her singing voice is tactful like a heavenly sound, and she can become the Oiran of the Qinglou, one of the three pillars of the teaching department like Weng Shengzhai, Hua Xiangrong is not only her appearance and temperament, but her dancing, singing, singing, and talent are all first-class.

Li Mu was really hit in the heart this time.

Too beautiful, too dreamy.

Before that, Li Mu had never realized that a woman could be so beautiful and amazing.

If the impression that Hua Xiangrong gave Li Mu before was a kind of restrained and gentle peerless elegance, then the feeling given to Li Mu at this time was like a fairy fairy who did not belong to the world, dancing, and the [beautiful poem] of Li Yannian during the period of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty in ancient China was sung by her, like a fairy and a mysterious girl.

Looking at this dance as if it did not belong to the world, listening to the singing voice of the Nine Heavens Xuannu, Li Mu's mind not only did not have the slightest lust and distractions, but he didn't know why, but became more and more clear......

It's a strange state.

He couldn't help but take a deep breath.

At this moment, the unthinkable happened.

[Innate Gong] In Li Mu's body, it actually worked automatically.

Li Mu felt that a stream of heat, following the route of Zhou Tian in the innate breath, began to surge in his body, and the speed of running was faster than usual, and there was a trend of getting faster and faster, as if the process of the Juanjuan River flowing into the city.

What's going on?

Li Mu was puzzled, but he didn't panic.

He carefully experienced the changes in the breath in his body, and the internal qi that had never been cultivated seemed to have suddenly arisen at this moment, although it was not surging, but it really appeared, following the route of the [Innate Gong], automatically running around the sky.

Every Sunday, Li Mu felt that his spiritual power was stretched as if it was a silk thread, and then loosened again...... It's not a quantitative boost, it's a sublimation of intensity.

"Could it be that I have finally cultivated my internal qi?"

Li Mu was a little happy in his heart.

However, this heat flow of internal qi in the body, which operates according to the [Innate Gong] breathing route, is not under his control, but is operating automatically, and Li Mu has tried several times, but he can't produce any 'communication' with that internal qi.

It seems like a long time.

Li Mu felt that after about twenty-two weeks of operation, the heat flow that was suspected to be internal qi gradually diluted, and then slowly disappeared, as if it had been consumed.

At the same time, Li Mu felt that his spiritual power was rapidly improving.

This feeling is very strange, as if the suspected internal qi that has been consumed has been transformed into new spiritual power after strengthening the strength of Li Mu's original spiritual power.

Then, Li Mu suddenly felt a sharp pain like a pinprick in his eyebrows.

It was as if something, in the upper part of the eyes, was about to pierce the muscles and skin and drill out.

And all the mental energy is also gathered towards this place of severe pain.

What's going on?

Li Mu was terrified in his heart.

However, before he could carefully experience the reaction and observe, suddenly, in his mind, there was a bang, as if a big explosion suddenly occurred in the spiritual world, and then everything was different, as if something that was originally bound to his body was torn apart in an instant, as if he had broken free from some shackles, and jumped out of an inexplicable shackle.

He subconsciously opened his eyes.

Then, Li Mu grew his mouth and his heart beat wildly.

"What's going on? When did Hua Xiangrong get naked and dance?"

He was almost blinded.

In front of her, under the moonlight, the peerless elegance of Wen Shengzhai Oiran, up and down, not an inch, flawless carcass, as if glowing under the moonlight, ankle-length black hair, with her movements and waterfall fluttering, body proportions, perfect to the extreme, without the slightest flaw, just like the perfect goddess imagined by the world.

Hua Xiangrong's dance movements are as holy as a Xuannu, even if she dances naked, between her hands and feet, she is also full of a sense of sacredness, without the slightest seduction, so that Li Mu's heart can't afford the slightest blasphemy.

However, this kind of picture, after all, is too impactful, even if Li Mu's spiritual power has been improved just now, but it is still impacted, and vaguely, I feel that the nose is hot, and something is slowly flowing down.

"Childe, Childe......" On the side, the maid Xin'er called softly.

"Huh?" Li Mu woke up from a dream and turned his head to look.

At this sight, his eyes were about to fall to the ground.

What's the situation?

This little girl is also naked?

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