Mu Dianke came out after washing his hair, and Xu Younan had already left.

Zhaoyang brought a dry towel, Mu Dianke took it, and sat cross-legged on the cushion to wipe his hair.

Xiao Ye flipped through a travelogue on the side, just turned to the page of Qinghai Lake, opened his eyes wide, and exclaimed: "Is this true?" Is this lake called Qinghai Lake really so magical, and can change different colors? ”

Mu Dianke smiled faintly: "I haven't seen it either, but people who have heard it say that this is the case."

Xiao Ye said with envy: "I really want to see if Qinghai Lake is really as beautiful as it says in the book." However, the lake in our Gusu is also very beautiful. The scenery of Biluo Lake and Pujia Lake is so beautiful. In the spring, many people go boating on the lake. There are plum blossoms planted on the shore of Pujia Lake, which will not look good until winter, and willow trees are planted on the shore of Biluo Lake, and the willows are budding at this time, which is the time to look good. ”

I thought of something and said "Huh", and said: "The girl and the master of Li Pavilion are competing on the edge of Biluo Lake, does the girl think the scenery there is beautiful?" ”

Mu Dianke thought for a while and said, "It's beautiful." ”

She went to the martial arts competition, guarding against those assassin killers hidden in the crowd all the way, how could she care about whether the surrounding scenery was beautiful or not.

Xiao Ye got a perfunctory answer, so he stopped arguing with her, turned his head and continued to look at the travelogue.

Mu Dianke tilted his head and rubbed his wet hair with a towel, and saw Xiao Ye staring at the book intently, looking excited, and lost his mind for a moment, thinking in his heart: This is probably what a young girl should look like, right?

When an ordinary woman thinks of Biluo Lake, she is probably the same as Xiaoye, and she first thinks of taking a boat trip to the lake, which is the scenery of the lakeshore. She considered the direction and speed of the wind on the lake, as well as the dangers that might lurk on the big boats anchored near the Sword Drinking Terrace.

It's the same boating, but the meaning is far from it.

She knew that she was a very boring person, neither gentle nor interesting. I often wonder in my heart, what does Chang Qianfo like about her?

She can be used as a woman's advantage and please a man, but I'm afraid there is only this face left.

However, it doesn't make sense.

Chang Qianfo is a person of this status, what kind of beautiful woman has not been seen?

A few days ago, Xu Younan also came to tell her that Mu Cangping had always had the intention of marrying Chang Jiabao, and repeatedly showed favor to Chang Qianfo, but Chang Qianfo pretended to be deaf and dumb and perfunctory.

Mu Dianke still remembered Xu Younan's tone at that time. He tilted his body, put on a posture that he thought was extremely elegant, and said with a smile: "According to me, Chang Qianfo, this young man is really very good, and he can't find fault with his talent and character......

Wanting to promote and suppress, twists and turns, is Xu Younan's consistent speaking style. Mu Dianke lowered his head and intently carved the bookmark, waiting for his next words.

Xu Younan was stunned, and really lived up to expectations: "That's the look...... It's a little bit worse! ”

Mu Dianke wanted to fly over with a carving knife at that time and cut off his restless tongue.

Mu Cangping will be his son-in-law, Mu Dian Ke is somewhat surprised, but more than not.

As for why she wasn't happy, she vaguely understood it in her heart, but she was ashamed to admit it.

She forced down the little prickly feeling in her heart. Take a close inventory of the information that Xu Younan conveyed to her.

Mu Cangping wanted to marry Mu Yueting to Chang Qianfo, and when Chang Qianfo did not respond, he repeatedly showed goodwill?

It's weird everywhere. If she didn't know Xu Younan well enough, she would have thought that he was making up nonsense again.

Mu Cangping has kept Mu Yueting all these years and is not allowed to marry, in addition to using Mu Yueting to envelop those young talents who admire her, he also has the intention of picking.

The leader of the alliance married a daughter, and her daughter is a fairy who is famous all over the world. So this son-in-law who can be selected by him from tens of millions of people, whether in terms of family background or personal talent, must be the best of the best, and can become a permanent help for his status in the future.

Changjiabao is powerful, but it has always been independent of the world. Ignore the solicitation of the southern and northern kingdoms and any other countries, and do not accept the attachment and co-optation of any Jianghu sect.

The resoluteness of the attitude is well known.

The old man in Changjiabao, including Chang Qianfo himself, is by no means a person that Mu Cangping can manipulate at will.

Then there is only one reason why Mu Cangping would choose Chang Qianfo: he does not fancy the power of Chang Jiabao, but Chang Qianfo and Chang Qianfo can bring another completely different life to Mu Yueting.

Changjiabao is a magical existence in this turbulent world. No matter how much turbulence the waves are outside, how much bloody rain and bloody wind blows, the inside of Changjiabao will always be gentle and drizzly, and it will be quiet.

This can be seen from the graceful and peaceful bearing of those who came out of Changjiabao.

Mu Cangping was willing to give up the huge benefits brought by the marriage of his daughter, and wanted to send Mu Yueting to Changjiabao, but he could only say that he really loved this daughter.

Thinking of this, Mu Dianke felt a little bored, and he didn't know that the dry towel fell to the ground. After sitting in a trance for a while, he got up and went outside the door to breathe.

Although spring is deep, the air is still cool in the morning and evening. Mu Dianke took a few deep breaths, the chill soaked into his lungs, and his heart felt a little more relaxed.

There was a long flower shelf outside the door, and the flowers and leaves were not rich. The long rattan is wrapped around the peach wood shelf, and a few of them hang down, and the sunlight from the cracks in the rattan falls on the green bricks of the chair, mottled and mottled, and the freehand brings a bit of warmth.

Mu Dianke looked up at the sky, the sky was clear, and the sun was rising higher and higher.

The inner courtyard of Qingping Ju is full of a group of female dependents, and she doesn't need to shy away, so she spreads her long hair under the flower rack and lies under the chair to bask in the sun.

The March breeze is smoky, and the sun shines on the face, a little burning, but very comfortable.

She subconsciously raised her hand to build a pergola over her eyes.

This is her usual action when she was a child, but the wind and sand in the desert have been polished to rough skin and flesh over the years, and she is not so squeamish. This habit is lost.

Mu Dianke squinted at the blue sky above his head, and realized for a long time that there was a thick palm line gilded by the sun under the blue sky, and secretly laughed at his hypocrisy. The scorching sun on the desert, the biting ice particles have been swallowed, are you still afraid of the warm sun like the salted duck egg yolk in March in the south of the Yangtze River?

I was about to remove the pergola, and suddenly the alarm bell sounded in my heart: someone is coming!

As the first disciple carefully cultivated by Qianyu, Mu Dianke has unusual acumen and intuition.

The martial arts of the person who came should not be weak, and he deliberately hid his footsteps. Otherwise, she would have been able to hear him long before he was in the hospital.

The man should have been at least five feet away from her, but never came closer.

She should have been staring at her for a long time, but for some reason, she didn't feel the killing intent.

Mu Dianke jerked over and sat up.

Jin Yanchen was dressed in black and walked towards her with long legs.