Chapter 121 120. Belongs to Him Alone! (2 in 1, please subscribe!)

At this moment, Liu Qingmei was elegant and intellectual, like a goddess.

The black and black silk lace jumpsuit perfectly sets off her beautiful, slim and well-proportioned figure.

The mystery is so tightly wrapped that one can't help but want to tear it open and take a look.

The exposed neck is white and slender, the eyebrows are like light smoke, fresh and charming, the beautiful peach blossom eyes are shining with sparkling light, and under the straight nose are red lips that seem like they will break if poked.

Especially accompanied by her soft murmurs at this moment, which were as elegant as orchid's breath, charming, noble yet also seductive.

Such a beautiful jade that makes people want to hold it in their hands and taste and play with it carefully.

She is like a fairy in the sky, untouched by the dust.

It makes people salivate, yet cannot be desecrated.

But at this moment, Ning Mu just wanted to crush her into the soil and let this noble fairy be stained with his own filth.

"Ah~"

Rumble!
Thunder split the sky.

Tearing the inky black silk gauze.

Accompanied by the thunder, Liu Qingmei couldn't help but raise her head, her thick black hair cascading down like a waterfall, and a mournful scream came from her throat.

At this moment, she is full of charm.

The charm of a mature woman is fully displayed at this moment.

Outside the window, the sound of raindrops is dripping.

The strong wind swept away the dark clouds, and also swept away Liu Qingmei's embarrassment and self-esteem at this moment.

Rumble!
Thunder roared loudly.

Lightning tore through the silent night sky.

Liu Qingmei's face flushed and her breathing became rapid and suppressed.

There is a sense of satisfaction in the repression, and the eyes are as hazy as tangled strings.

Liu Qingmei only felt that her consciousness was repeating itself over and over again.

at last!

Liu Qingmei frowned, a hint of joy flashed in her eyes, she let out a long sigh, and then closed her eyes with a look of satisfaction.

[Reminder: Congratulations to the host for completing Mission 1000. The host will be rewarded with 100 points of training points, 1 points of companion points, and a decoration item, anklet ring*! ]

[Reminder: Congratulations to the host, the owner of subsystem number one, Liu Qingmei, has completed mission two, and has given the host a reward of 200 cultivation points and 5% loyalty value.]

With the last bit of consciousness left, Liu Qingmei touched it subconsciously.

This feeling is indescribable.

"Whoo~"

Ning Mu also lay down on the couch and held Liu Qingmei in his arms.

The two of them fell asleep like this.

just.

……

Early the next morning.

When Ning Mu woke up, he found that Liu Qingmei was gone.

She got dressed and washed with the help of Chunzhi.

When I arrived at the yard, I saw that Liu Qingmei had returned to normal and was sitting under the tree with a natural look on her face.

After seeing Ning Mu, she smiled calmly, but her eyes revealed a hint of timidity that only the two of them understood.

What surprised Ning Mu was.

In the yard now.

In addition to Liu Qingmei, Tong Yuyue and Ye Yin also came.

There was a hint of curiosity between Tong Yuyue's eyebrows.

Especially after Ning Mu came out, her eyes always went back and forth between Liu Qingmei and Ning Mu.

It seemed as if he wanted to see through what this master and disciple did last night!
But obviously.

Whether it was Liu Qingmei or Ning Mu, she could not see through them at a glance.

As for Ye Yin, she stood prettily under the pillar of the east wing, with a trace of obvious dissatisfaction and disgust on her fair and smooth little face.

Especially after Ning Mu came out.

"You're not up until the sun is high in the sky. What a lazy pig you are!"

Ye Yin muttered.

Although her voice was very low, everyone present was a warrior, so they could hear it clearly.

Ning Mu's expression showed a hint of embarrassment.

It’s already noon!

If you want to blame someone, you have to blame your mother.

Who made her so proactive last night?

"Ayin, how can you be so rude? Apologize to your brother!"

Liu Qingmei frowned immediately and scolded.

Ye Yin's expression changed.

Isn't a mother's heart too biased?
Even if he is your direct disciple, I am still your daughter!

Just for a complaint like this, you have to apologize?

Ye Yin pouted.

But seeing that her mother was really angry, she could only snort, glanced at Ning Mu, bowed and said, "I'm sorry, brother, A Yin didn't mean you!"

As she stood up.

That touch of white made Ning Mu's eyes light up slightly.

Ning Mu waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's okay. It's all because I was too busy last night and overworked, so I got up late."

"Master, don't blame Ayin. She is right."

When Liu Qingmei heard Ning Mu's words, she suddenly felt panicked.

What does this brat want to do!
If this were to be revealed, she would be too embarrassed to face anyone.

Before she could become alert, Ning Mu's next words made her expression freeze, and she glared at the little beast in annoyance.

Is Ayin right?
If you become a lazy pig.

Didn’t I sleep with a pig last night and get fucked by the pig?
Liu Qingmei shook her head, too lazy to argue with Ning Mu.

"Xiao Mu, at today's poetry gathering, you and Ye Yin should each write a poem and hand it in. If you have that unparalleled opportunity, you might be chosen by the Sage of Literature, possessed by the spirit of literature, and chosen as a disciple by the Jixia Academy. This will be a blessing in your life."

Liu Qingmei stood up and said to Ning Mu and Ye Yin.

Obviously, Ye Yin was already prepared, holding a piece of paper covered with handwriting in his hand.

Ning Mu was stunned.

He never thought about joining the Jixia Academy to practice.

So there was no preparation for this at all.

"Forget it, let A Yin go. I don't have any literary talent at all."

Ning Mu touched the back of his head and said awkwardly.

"That's right, mother. How can he, a horse... cough, write any masterpiece? I'm afraid he can't even recognize all the characters?" Ye Yin spoke subconsciously.

Noticing that her mother's expression was not right, she quickly changed her words and took back the word.

After saying this, Ye Yin stared at Ning Mu with a hint of provocation in his eyes, unconvinced.

She was no exception and prepared for this poetry reading for a long time.

The poem in my hand is a masterpiece of seven-character regulated verse that has been carefully selected and polished over this period of time.

Although she is the daughter of the owner of Cangjian Villa, it will be a blessing for both her and Cangjian Villa if she can enter the Jixia Academy to practice.

Cangjian Villa seems very powerful.

But compared with the Jixia Academy, it was still too weak.

After all, the Jixia Academy was a holy place for martial arts in the State of Qi and a paradise in the hearts of countless Confucian scholars.

If one could join the Jixia Academy, even as an ordinary disciple, it would be a qualitative leap for the family behind him!

"Oh, yes, yes, what Ayin said makes sense. Master, I am not good at writing, so forget it." Ning Mu took over the conversation and waved his hand.

"Bullshit!" Liu Qingmei glared at Ye Yin, and then said: "Others may not know you, so how can your teacher not know you?"

"Let alone other things, just the line that if you die under the peony flowers, you will be a romantic ghost, which is a masterpiece."

"Go, write quickly!"

"If you can't write, you're not allowed to go out today!"

Say it.

Liu Qingmei turned her head and looked at Chunzhi and other maids.

"Chunzhi, go prepare the writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone for the young master. Before the young master finishes writing, no one is allowed to enter or leave the study. Stop the place next door first so as not to disturb the young master!"

Chunzhi hurried to prepare, and when she passed by the young master, a hint of sympathy appeared in her eyes.

The young lady's dream when she was young was to join the Jixia Academy.

She spent almost all her free time reading, and her writing was brilliant, but she still failed to gain recognition from the Sage of Literature.

This has almost become the young lady's obsession.

Obviously, this obsession has now been transferred to the young master and the young lady.

"Ayin, don't think that you have a sure win just because you prepared this poem. Hangzhou is a place where there are many hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Not to mention anything else, there are many scholars with outstanding literary talent in the White Deer Academy alone. Don't be too proud!"

"Also, if I see you being disrespectful to your brother again, I will punish you severely!"

Liu Qingmei directed her attack at Ye Yin again.

I don’t know what happened.

Logically speaking, I had already cleared her meridians last night, so she shouldn't be so angry!
Ning Mu looked confused.

Since Liu Qingmei insisted on forcing him to write a poem and hand it in, he had no choice but to do as she pleased.

"Ayin, let me see your poem so I can learn from it."

Ning Mu smiled and stretched out his hand to ask for it.

Ye Yin was feeling resentful and dissatisfied because of her mother's scolding. When she heard Ning Mu's words, she raised her eyebrows and sneered, "Here you go, don't copy it!"

The implication is that even if he borrowed from others, it would be impossible for him to produce any masterpiece in such a short time.

Liu Qingmei held her forehead with her hand.

She also knew that there was no hope, so she just tried her best to give it a try.

What if it happens?
After all, literary talent is not something that the longer you prepare, the higher your level will be. It all depends on a person's perception and understanding of the natural world.

Ning Mu was not annoyed. After taking the paper from Ye Yin, he recited it softly.

"My father was fighting evil and demons, and he became seriously ill. This is a work inspired by the author, and I titled it The Sword of Righteousness."

"The sword's shadows reflected the sun's rays, and its cold light was as sharp as frost.

The world is full of ups and downs, and the vicissitudes of life are full of right and wrong.

Kill all the demons and evil bandits, and dispel the clouds to reveal the secrets of heaven.

Heroes have always suffered many hardships, but they will never regret returning home after traveling all over the world with their swords."

As Ning Mu recited softly, everyone present fell silent.

Especially Ye Yin, his eyes were filled with deep sorrow and longing.

She missed her father.

Liu Qingmei frowned slightly, and her expression was not pleasant.

But her focus was always on Ning Mu.

She was worried that Ning Mu would see Ye Yin's poem as a memorial to Ye Bufan and feel resentful.

After all... I am his woman now.

But Zeng Jin, it turned out to be the manor owner’s wife!

And now, because of Ye Bufan, he has not been able to prove his innocence.

However, Ning Mu's reaction made her feel a little relieved.

Ning Mu put down the paper, looked at Ye Yin, and said seriously: "Ayin, Master Ye is a hero, don't be too sad!"

"You forged the Sword of Justice for your father, so I will write a poem of lofty ambition as a gift to you and to myself!"

The words fell.

Ning Mu turned his head, looked towards the study, and shouted, "Chunzhi, pen and ink!"

"Here comes the young master!"

Chunzhi's cheerful voice came.

Holding the four treasures of the study.

Xia Chan hurriedly spread the paper on the table.

Chunzhi moistened the pen, held it with both hands, and looked at Ning Mu respectfully.

But Ning Mu looked up at the sky.

suddenly.

He chanted softly: "You are forced to come here without freedom, and you have toiled through the hills for years."

Ok?
Liu Qingmei frowned slightly, and a hint of worry flashed in her eyes.

Is Xiaomu talking about himself?

The sudden wealth made him feel uncomfortable, and no one knew about the hardships he had gone through before. Chun Zhi, who was standing by holding a pen, was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly put pen to paper.

Tong Yuyue's expression also changed slightly.

Poetry often reveals a person's true inner world!
As for Ye Yin, she frowned slightly. From these two sentences, she didn't hear anything unusual. They were just some complaints.

But next.

Ning Mu suddenly started to chant loudly.

The faces of everyone present changed.

"The hall is full of flowers and three thousand guests are drunk, and fourteen states are cold with one sword."

There was a flash of surprise in Ye Yin's eyes.

Also writing about swords.

Her sword is the one she will carry with her wherever she goes without regretting returning.

But the sword in Ning Mu's mouth was a sword that could freeze fourteen states!

How overbearing this is!
"The drums and horns open the sky and the air becomes cold, the wind and waves shake the sea and mountains in autumn."

"When he was famous and ambitious, why would he envy the marquis of the time?"

"..."

Liu Qingmei and others had complicated expressions.

This brat is hiding very well!
He had lofty ambitions in his youth, so why would he envy the marquises of his time?
Three thousand guests were filled with flowers and drunkenness, and fourteen states were frost-frozen with one sword!

Every word and sentence shows the arrogance and ambition of a young man!

He also said that he was illiterate?
In the midst of conversation, such a masterpiece with profound meaning and brilliant literary talent came into being. If he was not good at literature and writing, then there would be no one in the world who could be good at literature and writing!

"Stinky boy!"

"Don't hide your incompetence in the future. Although there is a saying that a tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind, but with your master here, how can a little evil wind destroy you?"

Liu Qingmei picked up the paper and looked at it carefully again.

Satisfied.

He raised his eyebrows and glared at Ning Mu in reproach, obviously thinking that Ning Mu was worried that he was too good and would be noticed by others, so he was so hiding his talents. Today, he was forced by him to show his literary talent.

Tong Yuyue also had a bright look on her face.

Her beautiful eyes, sparkling with unparalleled sparkle, revealed a hint of surprise and admiration as she stared at Ning Mu.

Obviously, she didn't expect that Ning Lang had such literary talent.

Ning Mu coughed awkwardly, touched the back of his head, and could only thank himself in his heart for having memorized a few more poems in his previous life.

It seems that I have recited this poem incorrectly.

But since it had already been written, he was too lazy to change it.

Anyway, I had no plan to enter the Jixia Academy.

How nice it is to be free and easy.

As for Ye Yin standing aside, his expression was not only shocked, but also a bit desolate and helpless.

She had to admit that Ning Mu's poem was much better than her own!

It seems that this poetry gathering is indeed full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. They have been defeated before it even started.

Ye Yin felt somewhat sad at this moment.

But more than that, he was curious about the groom in front of him!
How could a mere stable boy, who lived with horses, be so talented?
No wonder he was chosen by his mother as her personal disciple.

I just don’t know how his martial arts skills are going!
However, with such literary talent, if he studies Confucianism, his future achievements will surely not be too bad.

I’m afraid he’s just a flash in the pan.

Thinking this in his heart, Ye Yin clasped his fists, looked at Ning Mu seriously, and said earnestly: "Brother, A Yin was rude before!"

"I'll apologize to you!"

As he said this, Ye Yin clasped his fists and bowed.

This time, she apologized sincerely.

At this moment, she finally understood what her father had said.

"There are so many heroes in the world, like a multitude of fish swimming across the river. Even if there are some who come from humble backgrounds, I dare say they won't have lofty ambitions in the future."

Ning Mu laughed and waved his hands, saying: "It's just a small matter. How can I care about it with you? Besides, I was indeed accompanied by horses when I was young, and suddenly I was accepted as a direct disciple by the master. In your position, it is normal for you to have doubts. If you accept it calmly, I will be worried that this girl will take advantage of me sleeping in the middle of the night and kill me with a knife, haha..."

"Pfft~"

As soon as these words came out.

All the women present couldn't help laughing.

In addition, Ning Mu made a gesture, and even Ye Yin laughed at that.

Looking at Ning Mu and Ye Yin, it seemed that they had finally resolved the barriers between them, and Liu Qingmei felt immediately satisfied.

Eyes moving.

She opened the system and looked at Task 3 in the task interface.

While inspecting the disaster with Ning Mu and Ye Yin, they had to bring Ning Mu, the little beast, along to make a sudden change...

Well.

Just thinking about that scene, Liu Qingmei felt like her heart was melting!

This is the case in front of Ye Yin.

This kind of excitement is simply unimaginable.

Her inner resistance was unconsciously decreasing, and was replaced by increasing anticipation.

after all.

This task can increase Ye Yin’s favorability towards Ning Mu!
Ok.

The purpose of choosing this option is for this reason!

Liu Qingmei paralyzed herself.

"Ayin, go to Bailu Academy and hand over your and Amu's poems to the poetry society teacher Guo, then meet us outside the city and we will inspect the disaster together!"

Liu Qingmei said to Ye Yin.

She wanted to send Ye Yin away first.

This will make it easier to proceed.

Ye Yin had no doubts, he nodded and agreed, then took the two pieces of poetry and went straight out the door to Bailu Academy.

When a poetry gathering is held, all participants will first submit their poems to the Bailu Academy.

The teachers of Bailu Academy will first select the best and most excellent works.

Then, on April 15th, a three-day ceremony will be held at the Yonghang Altar. During these three days, lecturers and teachers from the Jixia Academy will also be present.

Of course, if there are people with great literary talent and who are already famous in the world, such as Piyalu, there is no need for this step.

They can compose poems directly on the spot on April 15th.

No matter whether it is the person who submits first or the one who composes poetry on the spot, as long as he can induce the literary spirit contained in the sculpture of the literary saint on the altar to descend upon him, he will be the winner of the poetry meeting.

Able to enter the Jixia Academy to practice.

If there are multiple people who can inspire literary energy to descend upon them at the same time, they can all enter the Jixia Academy together.

This is an iron rule, no one can cheat.

Even if he was a rich young man, he couldn't find someone to do it in advance and then hand it over.

Literary spirit only descends upon the original poet!
When Ye Yin left, Tong Yuyue also waved her hand and said, "Yichunyuan has just opened. I'm busy today, so I'll leave first!"

"Hands-off shopkeeper, you better have fun!"

Tong Yuyue gritted her teeth and sniffed at Ning Mu, which was very cute.

As the second wife, she acted so coquettishly and naively towards her own young master, which surprised Chunzhi and others.

Ning Mu laughed and waved his hand.

After breakfast.

Ning Mu pretended to be calm, packed up his things and prepared to go out.

At this time.

Liu Qingmei held him back.

Well...there is only one jumping bead.

In Ning Mu's hands.

If she wants to complete the task, she has to take the initiative to ask Ning Mu.

Asking for this thing actively made Liu Qingmei feel timid and shy.

But I have to do it.

Seeing that there was no one around, Liu Qingmei's eyes flickered, and words came to her lips, but she didn't know how to start.

"What's wrong, Master?"

Ning Mu looked curious.

In fact, he was already smiling from ear to ear.

But he had to pretend he didn't know.

Not only did he not want Liu Qingmei to know that he was the one behind all this, he also wanted to hear and see with his own ears what Liu Qingmei's expression would be when she asked for it!
I think it must be very exciting!
Liu Qingmei looked extremely embarrassed, but her bright and delicate face was as tempting as a ripe peach.

There was a gleam of shyness in her beautiful peach blossom eyes.

After hesitating for a long time, he couldn't say it, so he found an excuse instead.

"Well, I have been fasting for many days. I feel a little tired after eating suddenly. I will rest for a while before going out..."

Liu Qingmei's eyes flickered and she spoke vaguely, not daring to look Ning Mu in the eye.

"Mei'er, why is your face so red?"

Ning Mu pretended to be surprised and even reached out to touch it, then asked worriedly, "It's still so hot, could it be that he has caught a cold?"

"Could it be last night..."

"Don't say it!"

Liu Qingmei subconsciously reached out her hand and blocked Ning Mu's mouth with a cute and innocent look on her face.

There was a flicker of shyness and helplessness in those peach blossom eyes.

"Hehe, since Mei'er is a little tired, then your young master will help you relieve your fatigue~"

Seeing that Liu Qingmei still couldn't say that sentence, Ning Mu smiled, picked her up by the waist, and then walked towards the master bedroom.

"ah!"

Liu Qingmei screamed in fright at the sudden loss of weight, and then instinctively hugged Ning Mu's neck.

Her whole body was burning hot.

I feel like an ant on hot pot.

She shrank back and hid in Ning Mu's chest.

It was like her safe haven, too shy to see anyone.

When entering the door.

Ning Mu shouted loudly outside: "The young master and his wife have something to discuss, don't let anyone disturb them!"

Chunzhi and Xiachan, who were busy in the kitchen, were stunned. Xiachan ran out and shouted to the master bedroom: "I know, Master~"

The other maids have gone next door to arrange the work.

Enter the room.

Liu Qingmei finally let go of her shyness a little.

But his face was still burning hot.

"Put me down~"

Liu Qingmei lowered her brows shyly and spoke softly.

Ning Mu put it down as he was told, ready to see how she would speak.

But what happened next made his expression freeze, and then a strong light flashed in his eyes.

"Ning Lang, look, isn't this anklet beautiful?"

Liu Qingmei lifted up her skirt, revealing her beautiful calves in black ice silk stockings from Tiancan and her feet in wooden clogs.

Under those black ice stockings.

I saw a thin and slender chain made of pure gold, connecting three places on her legs.

A black leather belt inlaid with gold was wrapped around her thighs, which gave her just the right amount of firmness. Combined with the black ice stockings, her legs looked even fuller and fuller.

Then the gold chain connects down to the pure gold anklet at the ankle.

Further down, there is a ring made of pure gold and embedded on the index finger of the right foot, connected to the toes by a gold chain.

The ring looks round but is actually very small. It adorns the beautiful feet but does not affect normal walking.

even.

In order to wear this anklet, Liu Qingmei specially cut the ends of the black ice silk from the heavenly silkworm, exposing all the toes.

"nice!"

“Beautiful!”

Ning Mu nodded immediately.

Then he squatted down and held it in his hands lovingly.

suddenly.

His eyes lit up, and he raised his head to look at Liu Qingmei, with a strong light in his eyes.

"Mei'er, come on!"

(End of this chapter)