I hit Jiangnan and walked through

The face of the season is like the blossoming of a lotus flower

The east wind does not come, and the catkins in March do not fly

Your heart is like a little lonely city

Just like the bluestone streets are late

The sound is not loud, and the spring curtain in March is not revealed

Your heart is a little window tightly closed

My dada's donkey hooves are beautiful mistakes

I'm not a returnee, I'm a passerby......

Well, a song "Mistake" by Zheng Yuchou was changed by Mu Feng by one word......

The whole poem has a different flavor.

Therefore, those who ride donkeys are still not as good as those who ride horses, although those who ride horses are not necessarily princes, although Tang Seng is more rich and handsome than princes.

With these boring thoughts flashing in his mind, Mu Feng rode his little white donkey tick-tock, and unconsciously traveled through most of the territory of the Song Kingdom.

And then......

The reason why this poem appeared is naturally not to recall his twenty ordinary years, but because......

Mu Feng, who rode the little white donkey, has gone all the way to Jiangnan.

And just when Mu Feng was sitting on a little donkey nibbling a freshly roasted unicorn leg, and in his right hand he was holding a pot of fruit wine brewed with mutated yellow plums.

A black shadow suddenly fell from the sky.

Mu Feng raised his head and saw a bright red hydrangea embroidered with the word "Xi" smashing straight towards him.

Following the trajectory of the hydrangea falling in reverse, Mu Feng saw the girl standing on the edge of the guardrail of a three-story building at a glance.

The girl is veiled with a light veil, revealing only the part above the nose.

But although only half of the face can be seen, it does not affect the girl's beauty at all, but gives people a hazy beauty that is still holding the pipa and half covering the face, which further inspires people's exploration of the mystery, and makes people can't help but want to take off her light veil to see the complete face.

As if sensing Mu Feng's gaze, when Mu Feng looked at her, the girl's face covered by light veils showed a touch of blush, and she lowered her head shyly.

It's just a pair of good-looking eyes, but it's still looking at Mu Feng secretly.

Seeing that the hydrangea was about to smash on Mu Feng's body, the girl's eyes couldn't help but show a hint of joy and expectation.

Then, in the girl's expectant gaze, under the kind smiles of the people around the girl, and in the eyes of the large crowd in front of him 'envious, jealous, hate' and despair, Mu Feng withdrew his gaze and looked at the hydrangea less than half a meter away from him.

"Poof!"

Blowing lightly on the hydrangea, the hydrangea that went straight to the pastoral wind was changed by the trajectory of the body, and at a strange angle, it returned to the girl's hand on the third floor of the attic.

For a moment, the crowd was in an uproar.

Those who can use this method are no more than a handful of people in the entire Song Kingdom.

After Mu Feng showed this hand, the envy, jealousy, hatred and the gaze in everyone's eyes as if they were looking at the enemy who killed their father disappeared, and was replaced by a deep awe.

Looking at the attic again, a middle-aged man in his forties next to the girl couldn't help laughing.

"Good! Very good! Very good! It's really my Nie Jia's luck! ”

The middle-aged man laughed with satisfaction, but the girl's eyes couldn't help but show a hint of gloom.

"Why? Is there anything about me like this that is not worthy of you? ”

She couldn't help but ask herself softly, doubting her perfection for the first time.

On the occasion of the arrival of his own hydrangea and the fall of his own hydrangea, the other party not only did not feel happy, but retreated his own hydrangea.

This...... She couldn't help but feel lost.

She will never forget that when she was a child, a big man who came from stepping on a sword landed in her courtyard, attracting the entire courtyard guards.

She will not forget the complicated look in the big man's eyes when she hid behind her mother because of curiosity and peeked at the big man with her eyes exposed.

There are reminiscences, losses, joy, gloom, and a look that is full of the first half of the emotions.

Of course, what she couldn't forget the most was the words that came from the big man's mouth after that look.

"Eleven years later, in March, on the embroidery floor, the scholar who came on a white donkey when the hydrangea hit it is the cause of your life."

After the words fell, the big man looked at himself again with complicated eyes, and stepped on his sword again before the guards surrounded him.

And the words he left behind almost reached the ears of everyone in the entire Nie Mansion.

At that time, I didn't understand what the big man meant.

But I heard my father excitedly say that the big man who stepped on the flying sword was the legendary sword immortal, and he was the ultimate existence of the 'technique' passed down by the ancestors of the Fuxi clan.

That kind of existence, there are all kinds of magical powers in every gesture, which is very understandable.

Opening mountains and cracking rocks, killing people thousands of miles away is just idle, predicting the future, and calculating the world's affairs are also common means.

Therefore, my father concluded that it was the 'immortal' who had cultivated 'art' and came into the world to give him guidance on marriage.

Therefore, the entire Nie family, including her, has never doubted this marriage.

Therefore, in order not to be worthy of this heavenly marriage under the guidance of immortals, she has been working hard to make herself more and more excellent since she became sensible.

Fortunately, she is worthy of being a woman who is destined to marry, while having a beautiful face, she also has good family affairs and qualifications against the sky.

Not to mention being proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, martial arts and techniques are also due to extraordinary talent.

Now eighteen years old, her martial arts cultivation is no longer weaker than the first-class masters in the Song Kingdom, and those who can be stronger than her, in addition to the five peerless masters, are the only known top masters who are no more than twenty.

As for the cultivation of arts, she is even more advanced, and she is not weaker than her martial arts realm in the slightest.

She is so good, whenever she thinks about the marriage pointed out by the immortals, she always unconsciously fantasizes.

With such a self, what kind of person will the other half marry?

Is the qualification against the sky, stronger than yourself?

Is it outstanding talent, pointing out the country to show the style?

Is it invincible in the world, and no one in the world is worth a glance?

In short, in the girl's fantasy, her future Ruyi Langjun must be an existence that can be worthy of her talent and be better than herself.

It's not that I haven't thought about what to do if the other party is a poor and useless waste, but in the girl's mind, how can the marriage that can be facilitated by the immortal's incarnation?

Until today, after standing on the top of the embroidery tower and looking at a young man riding a white donkey from a distance, her uneasy heart finally relaxed.

Even, when she looked at the handsome and chic young man who was not like a mortal on top of the white donkey, she couldn't help but feel inexplicable joy in her heart.

Although this is not a world of looking at faces, it is undeniable that having an outstanding face can indeed add a lot of points.

However, she never thought that her long-cherished karma would not pick up her hydrangea.