Jiutian Liansheng

The literati who came to Zhongtian Kingdom this time included the personal disciples of Mr. Gu Mo, a sage who is well-known in Chitu Continent and highly respected by scholars all over the world. He is also an important figure in Zhongtian Kingdom.

Prince Jing couldn't help but smile wryly, he didn't expect to meet someone from the Zhongtian Kingdom here, presumably that Gu Mo disciple who likes to travel around the world is also among them, although he seldom interferes with the affairs of the court, but after all, the other party is an indispensable The person who is ignored, as the imperial family of the empire, Huangfu Qianhe can't just ignore him.

The painted boats gradually approached, and the people on the two painted boats stopped at the same time.

Dressed in a green shirt, about thirty or so, a literati holding a feather fan stood at the bow of the boat and looked at the gorgeous painting opposite, and said with a sneer, "That man is Huangfu Qianhe, the idle prince of the Huangfu Empire? The barbarians are indeed Southwest barbarians."

Standing next to the man in blue was a woman in white. The woman just smiled when she heard the words, and didn't comment, as if she had acquiesced in what the other party said.

The spring breeze is blowing, the ink hair is flying, the wrists are white and the muscles are red, thin and round without knots, and the pure white dress makes the woman as pure as the moon in the sky, but in the eyes of Huangfu Qianhe, white clothes can be so beautiful in this world Lin Jiu is the only one.

Huangfu Qianhe looked tenderly at the young man in white Shengxue who was hiding behind the curtain.

Lin Jiu also came out with Huangfu Qianhe. He was not particularly curious about the people of Zhongtian Kingdom. Anyway, they all have the same black eyes and black hair. I have had many well-known professors, and I have eaten ink for many years, and I deeply understand that no matter how highly educated a person is, he is still a mortal, an ordinary mortal.

As a normal man, he came out to see beautiful women.

"Wuyue, the sage Gu Mo's closed disciple, a woman who is more beautiful than the bright moon in the sky." Huangfu Qianhe sighed softly, "It really is her." He had heard a lot about this woman, such as being loved by Gu Mo The closed disciples, such as rare talented women in Zhongtian, such as beauty...

Beauty is beauty, but it's a pity that compared with Xiaojiu, it still lacks some exciting aura.The corner of Huangfu Qianhe's mouth raised slightly, and he always felt that Xiao Jiu was more charming now than before.

A gentle gaze came from beside him, Lin Jiu couldn't help shaking, this infatuated prince is really difficult to deal with.

He'd better hide behind the curtain and watch the show and see the beauties. Lin Jiu deeply felt that his skin was a little thicker.

On one side is Prince Jing of the Huangfu Empire, and on the other is a literati from the Zhongtian Kingdom. After the first meeting, the two parties said some polite words according to the etiquette, but the problem is that one of them has to get out of the way. .

The Yucui River is not narrow, and it only needs one boat to change the course and another boat to pass, but the problem is who will get out of the way?Based on the countries represented behind the characters on the two painted boats, it is destined that no one will voluntarily give way.

So after the simple polite words, Wuyue, a talented woman admired by the literati of Zhongtian Kingdom, spoke. It was said that they were guests and hoped that Huangfu Qianhe would make way, but in fact they were showing a superior attitude, but the tone made people very uncomfortable, including Lin Jiu.

Why is there no woman in this world who is good-looking and gentle?Lin Jiu sighed, looked away from Wuyue, and casually hugged the little stinky cat sleeping on the low couch, life is really lonely like snow...