The memories that had been gradually forgotten in the virtual reality were recalled by Du Wenxing, and he seemed to have returned to the moment of the superstar who was gathered by countless eyes, and his expression returned to indifference.

I saw him clenching his fists on the horse, and Tuan Tuan made a square gesture to all the young ladies, and said with a faint smile on his face: "Thank you for your love, I am flattered by you, but it is not appropriate for this girl to let you dismount——"

As soon as these words came out, Ling Mengyao and many ladies' faces changed, did they not give face like this?

Yun Ruoyi was even more anxious, and just wanted to say something, she saw Du Wenxing pointing to the ground and said, "It's not because I am disrespectful to the girls, but the girls are too tightly surrounded, and there is no place to stay." ”

The crowd burst into laughter.

Lu Yi, who was about to watch a joke when he saw Du Wenxing froze, was stunned again, this kid returned to normal so quickly, and suddenly became so like a fish in water, how did he feel that he was born with that kind of merry seed!

The ladies smiled and gave way to the position, Du Wenxing turned over and dismounted, using the posture of dismounting from the horse's head, which looked neat and handsome, and saw the beautiful eyes of all the ladies with brilliance.

Du Wenxing couldn't help but secretly say in his heart, the atmosphere of this Chengdu Mansion is much more open than Jiangnan, and Jiangnan women don't dare to show their heads like this.

In fact, the atmosphere of the whole Xichuan is more open than other places in the Great Zhou, because there are many ethnic minorities in Xichuan, most of these ethnic minorities can sing and dance, and most of their personalities are enthusiastic and unrestrained, and the Han people here have also been affected by some influences, which will be much more open than outside Xichuan.

Du Wenxing's Malay looked at Yun Ruoyi with wet eyes, Yun Ruoyi was shy and wanted to bow her head, but she suddenly stiffened her neck, and her beautiful eyes looked at Du Wenxing with three points of shyness, three points of regret, three points of enthusiasm and one point of indescribable feelings.

"Wow, Sister Ruoyi, you really knew Du Gongzi for a long time. The little sister who is hiding it is so bitter!"

Ling Mengyao suddenly saw the abnormality between the two, and couldn't help covering her mouth and exclaiming, the other ladies also looked at the two of them, some showed a meaningful smile, but some people seemed to have a sour taste in their smiles.

My Fair Lady is a gentleman, and vice versa.

Du Wenxing's current fame is gradually spreading in Xichuan Province, and most of the women present participated in the Juyuan Poetry Meeting, and they have a considerable admiration for Du Wenxing.

Isn't a woman's worship of a man the beginning of love!

Of course, because of Du Wenxing's status as a child of Jianghu, this worship is likely to stay in the "worship" stage forever.

Originally, everyone stayed at this stage the same, and there was nothing uncomfortable psychologically, at most there was some regret, but suddenly found that one of them had taken an extra step, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

Yun Ruoyi nodded at Du Wenxing, and then said to Ling Mengyao: "Du Gongzi is my life-saving benefactor, not only the time of the Juyuan Poetry Club, but also Du Gongzi helped when she encountered Crouching Tiger Gang bandits when she returned to Chengdu Mansion before. ”

"No wonder you two eyebrows flirt, Du Gongzi heroically saved the beauty twice, sister, don't you want to make a promise with your body. ”

Ling Mengyao has always spoken openly, and she is a well-known spicy mouth in the Chengdu Mansion Lady Show Circle, and what she said made Yun Ruoyi suddenly feel unbearable.

Then the little woman turned the "artillery fire" to Du Wenxing, "Du Gongzi, you are really ruthless, you stole my sister Yun's heart, liver, and intestines, and are you ready to leave like this? ”

After that, he also touched his chest with his hand, revealing a sad expression, but his acting skills were too fake, but he looked quite happy.

Yun Ruoyi's face was red when Ling Mengyao's words were said, but she didn't dodge her gaze, but looked at Du Wenxing bravely.

Du Wenxing was stunned in his heart, and for some reason he remembered Qian Minlai.

He shook his head, wondering in his heart how he always remembered Senior Sister Qian, knowing that the other party didn't like him.

Is it because of first love?

"Hey, you two, are you stupid or stupid. ”

Ling Mengyao saw that Du Wenxing and Yun Ruoyi were in a daze, and the other was in a daze, and she was very depressed in her heart, did she say everything to the deaf man?

Du Wenxing came back to his senses, and he didn't know how to deal with Yun Ruoyi's feelings in his heart, judging from Yun Ruoyi's performance just now, this girl really took a fancy to herself, but ......

Du Wenxing asked himself, he was still quite excited and happy about Yun Ruoyi's love, but his future is uncertain now, and he can't give anyone anything, so don't delay others.

Besides, what if you have thoughts about Yun Ruoyi?

With his current identity and status, it must be impossible for the Yun family to accept himself.

Is it elopement?

Not to mention that Miss Yun Ruoyi won't agree, and she won't do such a thing, this is going to ruin her reputation, is it worth being chivalrous?

Du Wenxing gathered his mind, stood up and hugged his fists and said: "All the girls came to see each other today, Du Wenxing thanked you for this." As for what Miss Ling said, it was too much, although she had a few relationships with Miss Yun in Xia, they were all out of affection and courtesy, and there was no transgression at all. Miss Ling didn't want to talk nonsense anymore, it would ruin Miss Yun's reputation. ”

Du Wenxing's words made Yun Ruoyi's little face white, and then said: "Sooner or later, I will tear up Sister Ling's mouth, my sister and Du Gongzi are innocent, you don't have to talk nonsense." ”

Ling Mengyao patted her chest, "I'm scared to death little sister!"

Then he rolled his eyes, looked at Yun Ruoyi and said, "Okay, okay, it's just a joke, but I was wrong." ”

Then he glared at Du Wenxing again, "Negative heart, I will let you go, but I will leave today, and I can't do without songs." The sisters specially brought Li Sanniang, the pipa of Qingyin Building, you Du Dacai, shouldn't you also show your talent a little and make other words?"

Du Wenxing looked around at all the warblers and Yanyan, and when he saw a pair of expectant eyes, he smiled bitterly in his heart, he was afraid that he couldn't get out of this pass, but fortunately, he had read and memorized a lot of poems when he was possessing Ye Qiu.

He thought for a few moments, stopped talking, walked to the desk where the servants had set up the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and took a pen and wrote a few words on the paper.

A woman in her thirties sat at the desk with a pipa in her arms, and when she saw Du Wenxing start writing, she couldn't help but turn her head to look, and after a while, her eyes were full of confusion.

When Du Wenxing's last stroke fell, Li Sanniang moved her fingers, and the sound of the pipa sounded.

The sound of the pipa, the passionate sound of Bendo, at this time, Li Sanniang's jade hand was lightly flicked, the five fingers were turned over, the strings were low and dull, but there was a lot of sadness. After two or three turns, the sound of the piano gradually slowed down, and I heard her exhale and sing:

It is difficult to say goodbye when we meet, and the east wind is powerless.

The spring silkworm is dead to the end, and the wax torch turns to ash and tears begin to dry.

Xiaojing but the clouds and temples have changed, and the night chant should feel the cold moonlight.

The road to Qingcheng is difficult, and the blue bird is diligent to visit.

The sound of the piano is dense again, rising and falling several times, like the rain hitting the autumn river, and like the wind passing the low clouds, faintly sad and unwilling, and the sound fades until it is inaudible.

The ladies were immersed in the artistic conception of the poems, and Ling Mengyao no longer talked much, and her face was sad with the tune.

Yun Ruoyi was speechless, but there were crystal tears in the corners of her eyes, which slowly fell.