Tianyahai Pavilion is divided into three courts and four pavilions from the inside to the outside, the three courts are Yuelan Garden, Duyu Garden, Xiaoxiang Pavilion, and the four pavilions include Qingyi Pavilion where Murong Qianxue lives, and Tingtao Pavilion where guests are entertained, as well as Tide Viewing Pavilion and Hongtian Pavilion.

Dream Dump Dust lives in the Tide Viewing Pavilion closest to the tide.

At this time, Meng Tianchen sat in the attic, twisting a chess piece in his hand, and the red frost and ink rain behind him served together.

Opposite him was a swaggering young man, richly dressed and holding a folding fan.

"How's your impression?" asked the young man as he put down the white chess piece in his hand and smiled.

"It's okay..."Meng Tianchen said ambiguously, his eyes were staring at the chess game in front of him, as if there was only chess between heaven and earth.

"With Xu Moyin's assistance, Xuanyuan Hao is enough to stand out from the crowd. The young man opened the folding fan and shook it gently, then looked at Meng Tianchen and said, "What do you think?"

"Hmm..."Dream poured dust for a while, and the sunspot in his hand finally landed on the chessboard.

"Smack"

"Second brother, you lost again..."Meng Tianchen raised his head, a slight smile on his handsome face, and the soft gaze of Hongshuang behind him never left him for a moment.

"I'm asking what you think of Xuanyuan Hao?" said the young man angrily, probably because he had lost many games of chess in a row.

However, when he thought that he was playing chess with Meng Tianchen, it was purely because he had nothing to do to find abuse, and the young man's heart was a little more comfortable, after all, not everyone could play so many games of chess with him.

Meng Tianchen got up from the mat and walked to the fence of the Tide Pavilion, his face undisturbed.

"The so-called mercy is not in charge of the army, and love is not in charge, although Xu Moyin has the talent to help the world, but he attaches too much importance to the relationship with Xuanyuan Hao. This kind of affection will affect his future achievements..."

A slight drizzle fell from the sky, and the originally calm half-step sea became turbulent and surging. The waves crashed against the reef, splashing countless times.

Dream Dump Dust admires the hazy rain scene, full of magnetic sounds, as the tide fades away.

"So—" The young man looked at Meng Tianchen hesitantly, and swallowed back what he wanted to say.

"I won't let him go down so easily, the road in the future will be as full of wild waves as the current half-step sea, Xuanyuan Hao became famous as a young man, although he is brave enough, he is not ruthless enough, not decisive enough!"

The words are soft, without a trace of emotion, but people can always feel a biting chill when they sound.

The young man behind him looked at the back of Meng Dumping and did not speak. He didn't know what to say, and he didn't know what to say.

"Fourth brother, no matter what you think in your heart, we support you. The young man walked up behind him, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Even if we want to give our lives in the future, we will not hesitate!"

Meng Tianchen looked at him and smiled faintly.

"Childe, Miss is here..."Hongshuang walked over and said to Dream Dumping.

As soon as the words fell, Murong Qianxue walked into the Tide Viewing Pavilion with the fragrant breeze, standing behind Meng Tianchen, and a little tear condensed in her beautiful eyes.

"Dumping dust..."

Meng Tianchen turned his head, looked at the beautiful woman in front of him, showed a warm smile, and then rubbed Murong Qianxue's little head dotingly, "I brought you your favorite hibiscus crisp, you can take it back in a while." ”

"Hmm" Murong Qianxue wiped her tears and nodded gently.

Hongshuang on the side looked at the intimate appearance of the two people, and felt a little lost in her heart, and looked at Murong Qianxue's figure with envy.

Meng Qianchen took Murong Qianxue's little hand, and the two of them stood side by side in front of the railing, looking at the surging tide Murong Qianxue gently leaned her head into Meng Qianchen's arms, feeling very satisfied.

The two of them grew up together since childhood, and they have been together for many years, but no matter how unwilling Murong Qianxue is to let him leave her, she can't tie him to her side.

Meng Tianchen has his own mission and responsibility that he should complete, and Murong Qianxue can't stop him!

"Dumping dust, will you really give up on me in the future?" Murong Qianxue looked at the sea and asked in a soft voice.

Meng Tianchen lowered his head and looked at her calmly in his arms, and then slowly shook his head.

Murong Qianxue felt very happy, no matter how many unknowns the road ahead was, as long as he still cared about himself, Murong Qianxue would be satisfied.

Xuanyuan Hao stood in front of Qingyi Pavilion and looked at the rolling waves, and his heart was also churning like this half-step sea, and it was difficult to calm down for a long time.

At this time, a maid came over and saluted Xuanyuan Hao and said, "Xuanyuan Shizi, Miss instructed the slave maid to take you to Tingtao Pavilion to the banquet, and Miss will bring your friends to the scene in a while, please rest assured." ”

Xuanyuan Hao nodded, then thought for a while, and asked, "May I ask if your son-in-law will also participate?"

Now that he has met this unborn genius, Xuanyuan Hao naturally can't miss the opportunity to ask for advice.

"My son-in-law has never liked such occasions, so he won't show up, Shizi, please..."

The maid shook her head at Xuanyuan Hao, and then led the way in front and led Xuanyuan Hao to Tingtao Pavilion.

Tingtao Pavilion is located in the southernmost part of the four lofts, and its appearance looks elegant and simple, not vulgar.

Liang Mengchen was strolling in the attic, admiring the calligraphy and paintings of ancient and modern masters, and couldn't help but be amazed. Every work here is a treasure worth a thousand gold.

Even if there is a golden city with the title of "half of the country", there may not be so many famous calligraphy and paintings.

Xuanyuan Hao walked into Tingtao Pavilion and was also stunned by the arrangement inside.

"It's surprising to think that these heirlooms of ancient and modern masters are collected here!" Liang Mengchen sighed sincerely, although he had visited the Tianya Pavilion several times, it was the first time he had come to Tingtao Pavilion.

"My father loves this, and Brother Mengchen doesn't need to be surprised. At this time, Murong Qianxue and Shi Mengyan also came to Tingtao Pavilion.

As soon as he saw Shi Mengyan, Xuanyuan Hao immediately ran over and hugged her in his arms.

"Yan'er, are you okay?" Xuanyuan Hao looked at Shi Mengyan's little face, which had recovered some blood, and asked excitedly.

Shi Mengyan nodded writhingly, her little face slightly red and a little embarrassed. With so many people watching, Xuanyuan Hao looked like holding himself in his arms like this, it was really embarrassing.

Xuanyuan Hao ignored the people around him, and his eyes were full of Shi Mengyan.

"Cough..." It wasn't until Liang Mengchen coughed lightly that everyone focused their eyes on him.

"I said you can't eat, Miss Yan's injury is not healed yet, don't hurt her again!" Liang Mengchen pursed his lips, seemingly disdainful of Xuanyuan Hao's actions.

But he seems to have forgotten that he once raised troops for Feng'er to eradicate the Qi family, which was more than a thousand lives!

It seems that compared to Liang Mengchen, Xuanyuan Hao is quite normal to Shi Mengyan...

"Liang Mengchen, you are really undertrained!" Xuanyuan Hao said through gritted teeth.

Everyone laughed, and then the guests and hosts sat down, Murong Qianxue stroked Yaoqin, and the elegant melody made people feel refreshed.

At the end of the banquet, Xuanyuan Hao and several people were arranged by Murong Qianxue to rest in Xiaoxiang Garden, Xuanyuan Hao and Shi Mengyan sat in the pavilion of Xiaoxiang Garden, surrounded by verdant and upright bamboo, and the bamboo shadows swayed in the moonlight, quiet and deep.

Liang Mengchen had long been missing, and Xuanyuan Hao ignored him. He was much more familiar with the Tianya Sea Pavilion than himself, so naturally he wouldn't have any problems.

Coming here, Xuanyuan Hao really realized how vast the world is and how mysterious the rivers and lakes are.

Murong Qianxue is young, and her medical skills are already unfathomable.

It is not difficult to see between the breathing and breathing of every maid or attendant here that they are carrying superior internal strength, and although a few of them are not as good as Xuanyuan Hao, they are no worse than Xiao Ran.

And the most terrifying thing is the dream dumping.

Although Meng Qichen looked young, the invisible arrogance between his gestures made Xuanyuan Hao tremble, as if he was a natural winner, which made people silent.

The teenager became famous and created a myth, just with this identity, it is enough to make the world admire!

Dwarfed by it, Xuanyuan Hao, the prince of Zhenguo, who was known as unparalleled in the world, suddenly felt a little ashamed of himself.

"Shizi, are you thinking about dreaming of dust?" Shi Mengyan raised his head and asked.

She has followed Xuanyuan Hao for so many years, and she has more or less understanding of this prince's every move. Seeing the contemplation on his face, Shi Mengyan also roughly guessed Xuanyuan Hao's thoughts.

"Yan'er, what do you think of this person compared to silent chanting?" Xuanyuan Hao nodded, helped Shi Mengyan back to the bedroom, sat on the bed and asked Shi Mengyan.

Shi Mengyan also heard the legend of the son of Meng Tianchen, and the shock in his heart was no less than that of Xuanyuan Hao. If it weren't for Liang Mengchen to tell him, who would have thought that this humble jade boy would be such a terrifying figure.

"Shizi, you should believe in silent chanting!" Shi Mengyan blinked his eyes, and his voice was very loud, as if reminding Xuanyuan Hao.

"Hmm..."Xuanyuan Hao nodded, Shi Mengyan's words were right, Xu Moyin was not just a strategist for him, but also a very reliable brother, brothers should believe in each other unconditionally!

This night, Xuanyuan Hao's heart is still stirring, and he always wants to find an opportunity to ask for advice from Mengtianchen.

In the early morning of the next day, Xuanyuan Hao got up early, and Shi Mengyan was already lying comfortably on the bed. The snow-white wrist was exposed outside the quilt, and he slept very sweetly.

Xuanyuan Hao walked out of Xiaoxiang Court, only to see Murong Qianxue standing in the wind, her flying hair like a smoke dream, and her fluttering white clothes showed a peerless immortal appearance.

"Miss Qianxue got up so early..."Xuanyuan Hao stood behind her and said hello.

"Is there something wrong with the prince?" Murong Qianxue tilted her head slightly, and her soft gaze swept at him.

Xuanyuan Hao looked at her, organizing words in his heart, he could see that the relationship between Meng Qianchen and Murong Qianxue was extraordinary, and he might be able to know more information about Meng Qianchen here in Murong Qianxue.

After thinking about it for a while, Xuanyuan Hao hugged his fist at Murong Qianxue very seriously and said, "Xuanyuan Hao, I hope that Miss Qianxue can give me some advice, how to ask Menggongzi for advice!"

"Oh?" Murong Qianxue turned her head in surprise.

"Meng Gongzi has the talent of heaven and earth, which can be called unparalleled in the world, Xuanyuan Hao is trying to ask Meng Gongzi for advice on the matter of leveling the territory!" Xuanyuan Hao's eyes were like torches, and he bowed under Murong Qianxue's gaze.

Murong Qianxue hurriedly helped him up, looking at the enthusiasm in his eyes, Murong Qianxue sighed slightly...

"Does the prince know what Dump Chen is pursuing?" Murong Qianxue sat on a chair and asked Xuanyuan Hao.

"What all the strange people in the world pursue is nothing more than a meritorious service, as for the dream boy, I don't dare to comment on it..."Xuanyuan Hao sighed and expressed his thoughts euphemistically.

Murong Qianxue, on the other hand, smiled slightly, as if she was very dissatisfied with Xuanyuan Hao's answer.

"In a lifetime, even if there are thousands of fame, in the end it is still buried in the grave. For the dust, the word fame seems to be a bit shallow, he once said, 'I don't know what happened in life, how can I expect fame after death', he is like this... Haha..."

Murong Qianxue's tone revealed a hint of resentment, I am afraid that no one in the world knows more about the dream than her. Therefore, Murong Qianxue was unwilling to tie him to his side and let him spend this life with regrets.

"Dumping dust is my father's righteous son, and I am a daughter, my father's martial arts naturally wants him to inherit it. However, he was born with incomplete martial arts bones, and it was difficult to practice martial arts. This is really hard for my father to accept. ”

"The martial bones are incomplete..."Xuanyuan Hao muttered, no wonder he couldn't hear a trace of internal strength between the dreams and dusty breaths, it turned out that he was born with a damaged martial bones and couldn't practice martial arts.

But that's right, if a person like Meng Tianchen is allowed to have earth-shattering martial arts, then a person like Xuanyuan Hao will not live.

"What Dump Dust wants is just to seek a peaceful and prosperous world, but in terms of the current world, this is too difficult..."Murong Qianxue sighed softly, feeling very sorry for Dream Dumping.

Now the world is full of wars, but innocent people are affected.

Xuanyuan Hao heard the words Taiping Shengshi, his sharp eyes trembled secretly, and he sighed in his heart... What he pursues is not a peaceful and prosperous world!

But he didn't know that the peaceful and prosperous world pursued by Dream Dump was an extremely harmonious world without killing. There is a fundamental difference with the peaceful and prosperous world in his heart.

"Xuanyuan Shizi, if you want to ask Dump Chen for advice, I can only give you one piece of advice, first think about what you think in your heart, and then go and talk to Dump Chen, otherwise I'm afraid you won't even be able to enter the door of the Tide Pavilion..."

Murong Qianxue walked slowly, and just as she was about to leave, she suddenly stopped, turned around and said, "Actually, I don't want to let the dust interfere in the world, I just hope he can accompany me more..."

In those clear water-like eyes, there is endless grief and desolation, which makes people feel pity and reluctance.

She and Dream Dump are privately determined for life, and naturally they don't want their sweetheart to get involved in the chaotic world, which may also be her selfishness...

Xuanyuan Hao was stunned, Murong Qianxue's words gave him deep thought, what is the peaceful and prosperous world he is pursuing?

In the main pavilion of the Tide Viewing Pavilion, Meng Tianchen sat in front of the chessboard, and a furnace of green smoke slowly drifted beside him.

It's been a long time since the hand controlling the game has stopped in mid-air, but the piece in the hand doesn't know where to put it.

Ever since he was sensible, he has always had an innate responsibility. The world is just a burden in his heart, and fame is nothing more than a passing cloud, but he can't abandon it...