Chapter Fifty-Seven: You, You... Are you there?
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Mu Ningshuang, who had practiced the sword all morning, lay on the window on the second floor of the sword tower, her full chest rose and fell, and her breathing turned into white gas, the golden sunlight shone from the window onto her delicately carved face, and a bead of sweat refracted the sunlight slid down from her forehead, slid over the eyebrows like a distant mountain, and then slid down her thin cheeks that were as white as frost, all the way down to her delicate chin, and finally fell to the ground.
Mu Ningshuang, who is full of autumn water sword tricks, didn't even draw his eyebrows when he got up in the morning, where did he care about the sweat on his face?
However, this appearance is even more pitiful to me in the eyes of passers-by.
Below the Hidden Sword Tower, there was a young man standing at this time.
Seeing the man's appearance from the window, Mu Ningshuang just frowned, and her expression did not change, if it wasn't for the fact that she was unhappy these days, she was afraid that she wouldn't even bother to frown.
The greedy eyes of these men who had looked at her since she was ten years old had been seeing her now, and she was numb to the sight. In the past, she would wonder why this man was always like this, and gradually she found that the men in the world were all like this, all of them were lustful, greedy, despicable, and shameless, and they couldn't walk when they saw a woman with a little look, and they always liked to be self-righteous and thought that as long as they had some money, a little cultivation, and a little look, women would throw their arms on him.
"Dirty. ”
Speaking of men, Mu Ningshuang thought of this word in her mind.
From childhood to adulthood, these men have always tried their best to approach her, and one by one they regard themselves as a confinement in their mouths, and no one will consider her feelings.
Just like the man who eavesdropped on his words and deeds in the transmission note last night, pretending to say anything to help him, in fact, the dirty thoughts in his heart are not the same as those stinky men?
So last night she didn't hesitate to lock the transmission note and didn't pay attention to the man anymore.
"Man, it's dirty and disgusting. ”
She clenched her teeth fiercely, then frowned and snorted softly.
Feeling that she had rested, she got up from the stool at the window, picked up the saber next to her, the swordsmanship assessment was approaching, she was ready to practice for a while, she believed that as long as she practiced a little more, she would definitely be able to pass the assessment.
"Ningshuang, come with me to the Qingluan Hall of the Vermilion Bird Pavilion. ”
At this moment, the middle-aged woman steward of the Vermilion Bird Pavilion beckoned to Mu Ningshuang.
"I'm practicing swords. ”
Mu Ningshuang frowned, she could guess what the other party wanted her to do, it must be some kind of guest from the Vermilion Bird Pavilion, let her go to receive it.
These stewards of the Vermilion Bird Pavilion have no cultivation, but they can speak well, and every time they go down the mountain, they can bring a large amount of money and food to the Vermilion Bird Pavilion, so the pavilion master and several uncles also value them very much.
The bargaining chips they used to exchange for these money and food were nothing more than the beautiful disciples of the Vermilion Bird Pavilion, and the inner disciples did not dare to move, but there were not a few of those outer disciples who were forcibly allowed by them to the children of the Yamashita family, although it was also the words of the matchmaker, but Mu Ningshuang always couldn't see it, why did the lifelong affairs of these good girls fall into the hands of these people?
In their eyes, the girls in the Vermilion Bird Pavilion are clearly priced, and Mu Ningshuang is a big fat meat in their eyes, a few years ago, Mu Ningshuang entered the inner door and was favored by the pavilion master, and their minds did not dare to think about Mu Ningshuang.
But recently, they heard that the pavilion master is in retreat all the year round, and the acting pavilion master, Uncle Zhilan, doesn't like Mu Ningshuang very much, the most important thing is that Mu Ningshuang's cultivation is stagnant, and it is said that he will be kicked out of the inner door core disciples soon, so all the careful thoughts that were originally extinguished by these people have been revived, like the steward named Ma Yulan in front of him directly declared in the Immortal Mansion that as long as the chips are enough, Mu Ningshuang is no longer for sale.
Mu Ningshuang's name was a little unexpected by this Ma Yulan, and she just let it out, the Sun family of Qinglian Immortal Mansion, the Sun family whose strength is comparable to the four major sects of Immortal Mansion actually came to the door, so there is today's play.
"My good condensation, let's come with my sister, I'm not harming you, the person who came today is the eldest son of the Sun family, Sun Gongzi is elegant, no better than other sloppy family disciples. ”
"Don't go!"
Seeing that the steward finally said what he meant, Mu Ningshuang didn't even pick up his sword and left.
"Humph......"
That Ma Yulan snorted coldly: "This is what Uncle Zhilan meant, our Vermilion Bird Pavilion still depends on the Sun family for many things this year, and the Vermilion Bird Pavilion has raised you for so many years and has not done such a thing?"
These words are full of coercion and ridicule.
Mu Ningshuang's body trembled slightly when she heard this, she didn't expect that this was actually Uncle Zhilan's consent, and let a core disciple of the inner sect go to receive a prince of a family, does this mean that the Vermilion Bird Pavilion has given up on itself?
She felt a pang of sadness in her heart.
"Condensation, good condensation, let's go with my sister to see that Sun Gongzi, maybe the two of you just catch your eye, isn't this a beautiful thing, the marriage between the Sun family of Xianfu and Qiushuimen, if this news is announced, it will not shake the entire Xianfu!"
Ma Yulan said with her eyes shining, and as she spoke, she took the sword in Mu Ningshuang's hand and pushed her towards the door.
Even Uncle Shi agreed, Mu Ningshuang no longer had a position to insist, and she let Ma Yulan drag her forward with gloom.
Coming to the Qingluan Palace, a man of medium stature and slightly fat stood up, although his face was not shocked, but his eyes still could not hide the excitement when he saw Mu Ningshuang.
"Miss Ningshuang, in Xia Sun Yuze, I have admired the girl's name for a long time, and today I see that the girl's appearance is really like a celestial. ”
Mu Ningshuang glanced at Sun Yuze, and found that it was the man who was just staring at him greedily outside the window, and suddenly a wave of disgust welled up in his heart.
"People have also seen it, and I don't feel well, so I will go back first. ”
Without glancing at Sun Yuze again, Mu Ningshuang turned his head and walked straight towards the door.
Sun Yuze was stunned at first, and then looked at Ma Yulan coldly:
"Didn't you say you could call the shots, why can't you even keep someone?"
This Ma Yulan seemed to have expected Mu Ningshuang to behave like this, so she smiled unhurriedly and said with a smile on her face:
"It's normal for a little girl to be unwell, I don't think Sun Gongzi will embarrass a girl because of this little thing, right?"
Mu Ningshuang, who had just walked to the door, thought that Ma Yulan had changed her sex and actually spoke for herself, but then she only heard Ma Yulan say with bad intentions:
"Let's let him go on the small things, this big thing is all in charge of our elders, today I just let the son take a look at this little girl first, the son are you satisfied, our marriage is so decided, and the rest of the things will be handed over to me Ma Yulan,"
Mu Ningshuang stumbled when she heard this, and almost fell at the door.
Back at his residence, Mu Ningshuang looked at the candle flame on the table with blank eyes, hesitated for a long time, and finally opened the drawer, and took out the transmission note that was sealed by him yesterday.
"You, are you there?"
She plucked up the courage to say to the note.
After a while, a somewhat busy voice came from the other end of the note and whispered:
"In, in, in, my dish is still in the pot, you wait for me. ”
At this time, on the other end of the note, Li Yunsheng was busy in the kitchen and secretly replied to Mu Ningshuang.
Outside the house, Sang Xiaoman was knocking on the bowl with chopsticks and said, "It's open, it's open, I'm hungry, I'm hungry!"