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Even if we take a step back and say that Song Yuzhi married Li Tianfan a long time ago, and is now the real Mrs. Wagang, if Dugu Ce wants to pick this flower, he will not have any scruples.
He even dared to miss Li Shimin's wife, looking around the world, who else could stop him?
No matter how gentle and elegant he pretends to be, Dugu Ce is a genuine evil cultivator in his heart.
Since it is called evil cultivation, one must practice evil ways.How could secular ethics be taken seriously by him, an evil cultivator!
"What Luoyan said is that you are questioning my master's literary talent?" Dugu Ce was not angry, but just smiled: "Forget it, today, my master is rarely happy, so I will share the old poems about plum blossoms, please Yu Zhihe Luoyan Tasting. After hearing my old poems, Luoyan, you will no longer doubt that these poems were written by a certain master."
After all, Dugu Ce picked up a falling plum petal, and chanted: "The wind and snow bring spring back, and the flying flowers welcome spring. It is already a cliff of hundreds of feet of ice, but there are still beautiful flowers and branches. Beauty does not compete for spring, only to report spring. Wait until the mountain flowers When it's romantic, she laughs in the bushes."
After the word was finished, Song Yuzhi and Shen Luoyan tasted it briefly, and they felt that their tongues were fragrant, and they only felt that this word could be used to drink.
But before they could ponder it carefully, Dugu Ce wrote another poem: "All the flowers shake down Du Xuanyan, occupying all the wind / love to the small garden. Sparse shadows and slanting waters are clear and shallow, dark fragrances float in the moon and dusk. Frost Birds steal their eyes first when they want to go down, but pink butterflies know how to get together and break their souls. Fortunately, there is a whisper to make love, no need for sandalwood boards and gold bottles."
At the end of the poem, Dugu Ce paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, and chanted again: "Several calyxes contain the first snow, but it is difficult to draw a Gu Biao. There is a unique rhyme in the fragrance, and the clearness is extremely cold. Listen to the flute and worry, and see the oblique branches according to the disease. Shuofeng is as good as it is, and it is easy to destroy/crimp it."
Song Yuzhi and Shen Luoyan were already dumbfounded.
Even if Shen Luoyan wanted to criticize, she would not dare to say that a certain master made it for her.Probably because a teacher who can write so many and such beautiful poems about plums, is it still necessary to be a teacher?He has already become a famous talent all over the world, and has been honored as the guest of honor by all the wealthy families.
But Dugu Ce's poetry performance is not over yet: "A cold plum with white jade skin, going to the bridge near the village road. I don't know if the water splashes first, and it is suspected that it has not been sold after the winter snow."
"Fixed at the end of the world, Yiyi to Wuhua. Samuume is the most hateful, and it grows as last year's flower."
"Thousands of trees are about to break in the cold, and the single root returns alone. In the deep snow in the front village, a branch bloomed last night. The wind blows out the fragrance, and the bird peeks at the beauty. Next year, if you obey the law, you will first send out the Spring Terrace."
"Beside the broken bridge outside the station, I am lonely and have no owner. It is already dusk alone, worrying about the wind and rain. I have no intention of fighting for spring, and I will be jealous.
By this time, Song Yuzhi and Shen Luoyan were no longer the only ones listening to Dugu Ce recite poems one after another.
Dugufeng and Fu Junyu also quietly came to the side of the plum garden, listening to Dugu Ce reciting poems from a distance.Both of them are not ordinary girls from the rivers and lakes. Dugufeng is a noble girl from a powerful family and a lady from everyone.Fu Junyu is also a great master and apprentice, with good knowledge.When they are not wielding swords, the two of them can also pretend to be ladies, and even make up to look like talented women.
They can understand Dugu Ce's poems by themselves, and can taste the charm of them.
"I didn't expect my brother... to have such a literary talent!" Dugu Feng's beautiful eyes sparkled, and her heart was full of pride: "This is my brother! He is so talented and his martial arts is unrivaled in the world! He can be seen in this life." It is my honor to love and pity."
At this moment, in her heart, there was no longer any thought of "following him because of obsession".
As for Song Yuzhi, her heart was also moved secretly when she heard it, and she couldn't help but said silently, "If I can choose my own husband, I will marry him!"
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Song Yuzhi has never seen Dugu Ce's martial arts with his own eyes, but he has already been overwhelmed by his talent, and almost has the urge to pour out his heart to him at all costs.
But when she thought of her current status as "the envoy of the Song Clan and Li Tianfan's fiancée", her girlish heart suddenly cooled down as if a bucket of snow had been poured on her.
Deep in her heart, even involuntarily, she felt a bit of resentment towards her father who had always been treated like a god.
"Why should I be used as a bargaining chip to realize his great cause in the world? Why, I can't make a choice by myself? In my father's mind, have I never dismissed my daughter's lifelong happiness? My sister obeys her father's will , married Jiehui's son, and was depressed all day long. Do I...do I have to follow in my sister's footsteps?"
Song Yuzhi felt miserable, but he didn't dare to tell anyone.She even had to control her emotions, not daring to show any abnormality in front of Shen Luoyan.
The excellent qualities cultivated by the noble girl from a young age allowed her to successfully control her emotions and not show any more in front of Shen Luoyan.but……
But the evil monk who has always been good at playing/manipulating people's hearts, the prodigal son of Huajian Duguce, accurately captured the gloomy, desolate, and a little bit of heartbeat in Song Yuzhi's eyes.
There was a mysterious smile on the corner of Dugu Ce's mouth.
Have complaints in your heart, dare not confide in them?Have feelings in your heart, but dare not reveal them?
no problem.In this situation, with so many onlookers, it is indeed not a good time.But in the dead of night, I will find you and give you a chance to express my heart.
……
At dusk, the light snow has stopped.
The snow didn't fall heavily, and it didn't last too long. There was no snow on the ground, only the tops of the trees were covered with a thin layer of snow.
Dugu Cean sat in the plum garden, spread a Persian carpet under a plum tree, and put a small stove on the carpet to warm a furnace of Tuyaochun, a famous Xingyang specialty wine. While warming the wine, he watched Fu Junyu's sword dance and listened to Dugufeng spoke.
"Brother, I'm afraid Shen Luoyan won't come back today. She must have seen through your plan for Song Yuzhi, so she dragged Song Yuzhi away in such a hurry."
In the morning, Dugu Ce's poems disturbed his heart. Although Shen Luoyan didn't see Song Yuzhi's reverie, he also knew that if things continued like this, the situation would be very bad.He acted decisively and took Song Yuzhi away from Luoyan Village under the pretext of taking Song Yuzhi to visit Xingyang City.
Dugu Ce didn't stop him, let alone beat him to death.
Knowing the truth of "playing hard to get", he only smiled and watched Shen Luoyan lead Song Yuzhi away as if fleeing.
He believes that even if Song Yuzhi leaves, his voice and smile will only keep appearing in his mind, and he will only keep reminiscing about the surprises he brought to her during the short encounter.
Love is like wine, the more it is brewed, the stronger it is, and the longer it is aged, the more fragrant it will be.
"Let her reminisce and brew. When we meet again, her feelings will be brewed like strong wine, making her drunk. By then..."
Dugu Ce thought so in his heart, and chatted casually with his younger sister: "Luoyan is Li Mi's confidant. Although Li Mi doesn't trust her as much as before, she still regards Li Mi as her lord. Song Yuzhi is Li Mi's future daughter-in-law. , Luo Yan will naturally not allow me to attack her."
Dugu Feng curled her mouth and said, "What's so good about Song Yuzhi? Isn't she the daughter of Tiandao Song Que? Brother, you want her that much?"
"Heh..." Dugu Ce smiled and didn't say much.
He practiced picking and nourishing evil skills, he was able to advance rapidly with the help of the excellent cauldron, and in the end he could even become a god, and Dugufeng would not believe it when he told it.That being the case, why bother to say more?When the time comes, just surprise her with the facts.
Dugu Ce didn't say much, and Dugu Feng didn't feel disappointed, and changed the topic again: "Brother, why didn't Song Yuzhi feel surprised when he saw you? Wagang is the lair of rebels, you are from the Dugu Clan, and there is another The identity of the imperial guard. It is already very strange to appear in Xingyang, but it is even more unbelievable to appear in the home of Shen Luoyan, the Wagang military strategist. But Song Yuzhi, why didn't she mean to be shocked at all?"
Dugu Ce picked up the jug on the stove, poured a cup of hot wine, drank a few sips, and said with a smile, "Because I have a special ability to recite poems! I will pretend to look around. When Song Yuzhi saw me, he thought I was Lost while looking at the scenery, accidentally wandered into Shen Luoyan's house, touched the scenery, and recited poems. Naturally, she didn't feel strange."
"Brother!" Dugu Feng scowled, waved her small fist, and thumped him hard on the shoulder twice, "What nonsense are you talking about! Why are you pretending to see the scenery? You can't see Xingyang City all at once just by looking at the scenery. Get lost and come to Shen Luoyan's house? A fool would think you got lost while looking at the scenery!"