[Sword Three + Lu Xiaofeng] The Crane Returns to the Lonely Mountain

Chapter 53

Paintings

As soon as Ye Dange finished speaking, she felt that the force of her wrist clasping her wrist increased instantly. When she raised her eyes, she saw Ye Gucheng's eyes were so deep that it almost made her feel a little frightened——Ye Dange instinctively felt a pang. Feeling dangerous, he was about to break free from Ye Gucheng's hand, but suddenly he was caught off guard, and the whole person was caught in his arms.

His movements have already used internal strength. Although Ye Dange has great strength, his internal strength is still a bit inferior. Coupled with the relationship between his posture, he still can't break free for a while, but Ye Gucheng is already one-handed. Embracing her to restrain all her movements, he freed his right hand to lift the pen that Ye Dange had put aside earlier, dipped it in the ink and wrote it on the paper——

After all, Ye Gucheng is also from a family background. He is proficient in all aspects of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. He moves very fast, but with just a few strokes, he has already outlined the appearance of a girl in the man's arms—she is resting on the man's chest, She is slender and petite, and her clothes are slightly messy, revealing her well-shaped collarbone and half of her round and lovely shoulders. Her long black hair is spread out in the man's arms, and the contrast between black and white is extremely sharp.The girl didn't seem to be asleep, she looked up at the man with half-opened eyes, her expression was half charming and half lazy, and her facial features—but they looked exactly like Ye Dange.

If it is said that Ye Dange's paintings just seemed a little lazy before, then now, after Ye Gucheng added these few strokes, the feeling of the whole painting is completely different, and there is an ambiguity everywhere, which makes people daydream , people can't help but blush and heartbeat just by looking at it, it's almost like, like those erotic palace pictures she saw before getting married-Ye Dange's whole face burned red, Almost bleeding, he broke free from Ye Gucheng's hand and rushed forward to "destroy" the painting. Ye Gucheng had a quick eye and quickly caught the man back, put down the pen, and took Ye Dange back a few minutes. Stepping forward, leaning down slightly, the voice was low and hoarse, almost unable to hear the usual coldness:

"It's delicious? Framed?"

"You, you, you... why are you like this!" After all, Ye Dange was just a young girl who had just married, and her skin was so thin that she didn't dare to look at the painting again, and even her speech was a little incoherent. "Ye Gucheng, are you really not someone else's fake?"

How could the cold and aloof Baiyun city lord draw such...so ambiguous and so imaginative things!

Ye Gucheng laughed suddenly——Ye Dange felt a sudden sense of weightlessness hit him, and Ye Gucheng hugged him sideways, and he had already reached the bedside in two or three steps. As soon as he was on the bed, Ye Gucheng had already rolled over:

"Still making trouble?"

"I..." Ye Dange was speechless.

Ye Gucheng's kiss has been suppressed beyond doubt...

This "confrontation" ended with the weak Ye Dange rubbing his waist and nestling on the bed, being fed by Ye Gucheng himself and having dinner. It was Ye Gucheng who said indifferently, "Take it and frame it", but Ye Dange tried every means to find it and burn it. After a long period of "entanglement and struggle", the two finally reached a consensus - each Take a step back, neither frame it nor burn it, put it away properly, keep it as a secret between the two, and never let the third person see it again.

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Liu Mogui and Tang Xi have been away for several days, and life on Feixian Island has once again returned to its usual tranquility. Although it looks a bit monotonous, perhaps because of the mistress, it is no longer like It was as cold as before.Liu Mogui and Tang Xi sent a letter a few days ago, saying that things were going well. Tang Xi and Lei Mian, the young master of the Thunderbolt Hall, got close. Although Tang Tianyi didn't say anything, she was obviously in a bad mood——Ye Dan Ge was slightly relieved, knowing that he couldn't intervene, so he could only silently hope that Tang Xi would have a good result in his heart.

By mid-November, Ye Dange gradually began to get busy—Ye Gucheng had said earlier that the courtyard next to the sword hiding room would be set aside for Ye Dange to use as a sword casting room. When they arrived, Ye Dange was busy negotiating with them about the layout of the courtyard, the construction of the sword furnace and other requirements.

Ye Dange stayed in the hidden sword room for a whole day. When he came out in the evening, he stopped by the yard next door to see the progress. He was about to go back and ask Ye Gucheng to have dinner together. When he walked to the door of his yard, he was suddenly stunned—— Besides Ye Gucheng, there was another person.

That man and Ye Gucheng were both dressed in white. Although Ye Gucheng had his back to the courtyard gate, Ye Dange was so familiar with him that he could be recognized at a glance just by his back.The other person stood a little farther away, but was standing opposite him—the same white-clothed Shengxue with an expressionless face. Upon closer inspection, his appearance seemed to be slightly similar to Ye Gucheng.He was retracting the sword into its sheath, but the movement of retracting the sword seemed to have an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Ye Dange frowned, suddenly thought of something, lightly clapped his hands, and suddenly realized: "Ye Gucheng—this is the son of you and Ximen Chuuxue?"

The movement of this man when he retracted his sword really resembled Ximen Chuuxue.

As soon as Ye Dange finished speaking, the man immediately looked over coldly——Ye Dange smiled indifferently, raised his head and looked at Ye Gucheng who turned to look at him.

"Dan Ge," Ye Gucheng's eyes and voice already carried obvious warning, "he is Ye Guhong."

"Wudang Xiaobailong Ye Guhong?" Ye Dange was stunned for a moment, and immediately found the name in his mind - a rising star of the Wudang School, Ye Gucheng's distant cousin, but the relationship between the two may be It's not much better, otherwise, when he married Ye Gucheng, he, as Ye Gucheng's relative, would not have been absent, and now he would not try his best to imitate his cousin's opponent, Ximen Chuuxue.Ye Dange's thoughts turned, but his face didn't show the slightest bit. He scratched his head apologetically, bowed his knees, and said, "I'm sorry, I made a mistake earlier, but I hope you can forgive me."

Ye Guhong glanced at her and said coldly, "Who are you?"

Ye Dange laughed, took two steps forward and pulled Ye Gucheng's sleeve, and said crisply: "My surname is Ye."

Ye Guhong's expression became weird for a moment, he looked at her, then raised his eyes to Ye Gucheng - as if he was looking for similarities between the two.

Ye Gucheng patted Ye Dange on the head, raised his eyes to look at Ye Guhong, and calmly said with a solemn face, "He is your cousin."

Ye Guhong was stunned, and a look of astonishment finally appeared on that expressionless face—Ye Gucheng did not care about him, reached out to hold Ye Dange's hand, turned and walked out, and said lightly: "Go eat .”

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Ye Guhong lived temporarily in the City Lord's Mansion. According to Ye Gucheng, Ye Guhong would come to Feixian Island every year before the Chinese New Year to find himself for a sword competition. It is said in the Jianghu that Ye Guhong's swordsmanship is more than Wudang True biography, also got Ye Gucheng's guidance, that's what it is.

Ye Dange nodded after listening, but quickly realized another thing - "Then you spent the New Year in Jiangnan last year, didn't you..."

"Last year, I ordered Ye Yuan to inform him in advance that I'm not on the island." Ye Gucheng touched Ye Dange's head, "It's okay."

Ye Dange nodded, but he wondered if it was because he hadn't compared swords in two years, Ye Guhong's attitude seemed to be particularly unfriendly.

When Ye Dange woke up the next day, Ye Gucheng was no longer by his side—but Ye Gucheng's daily routine was clearly similar to hers.Ye Dange frowned and got out of bed, put on his clothes and went out, and saw Ye Gucheng and Ye Guhong standing in the yard, each holding a sword.

"Who won the contest between you and Ximen Chuuxue?" Ye Guhong was the first to speak out.

Ye Gucheng glanced at him indifferently, then turned back to look at Ye Dange standing at the door—the weather in November had begun to turn cold, Ye Gucheng moved a little sideways to block the blowing wind for Ye Dange wind, and then said casually, seemingly indifferently: "It has nothing to do with you."

Ye Dange frowned even tighter - this didn't seem to be Ye Gucheng's usual attitude.If he didn't want to say it, he would just turn a blind eye to it, instead of blocking him with sharp words like now, so that it seems... to provoke him on purpose?

Sure enough, anger was already on Ye Guhong's face: "It's okay if you don't tell me, I won you today, and if I make an appointment to fight Ximen Chuuxue, I will know!"

Ye Gucheng raised his eyes and looked at him coldly——Ye Guhong drew his sword out of its sheath, and his movements were exactly the same as Ximen Chuuxue's.

Ye Dange suddenly sighed softly: "You don't have such a temperament, so why do you need to learn from Ximen Chuuxue? No matter how similar you are, you will never be the same."

——She seems to have understood why Ye Gucheng provoked him, maybe because she regards him as a relative, maybe because she loves talent, but she must have expectations for him, expecting that he can also become an opponent——Ye Gucheng Hong, Ben is also a very talented swordsman who is willing to work hard.

Ye Guhong's face suddenly darkened: "What are you? Are you worthy of mentioning him in front of me?"

Ye Gucheng's eyes suddenly darkened, and a chill emanated from his whole body.

Ye Dange tugged at his sleeve soothingly, smiled good-naturedly, and said in a soft voice, unhurriedly: "I'm nothing, I'm just a swordsman."

Ye Guhong's eyes sharpened in an instant, and he looked straight at Ye Dange. Ye Dange raised his head and looked at him calmly—it was by nature that he said a lot, even if Ye Gucheng had thought a lot about it in his heart. Over and over again, but she will never say it out loud, so let her say it.

"Everyone learns swords by imitating—but I think that with your achievements today, you no longer need to imitate others, and... some things can't be imitated anyway," Ye Dange looked at him, his voice was soft and glutinous, but there seemed to be an invisible sword intent all over his body, "Whether it is Ye Gucheng or Ximen Chuuxue, there is a kind of loneliness - half is born, and half is born because there is no opponent. The heights are extremely cold. You don’t have such loneliness in the first place, which is a good thing, why bother to learn from him, painting a tiger is not a kind of anti-dog, and it will only increase troubles?”

The author has something to say: So... the city lord is the real black-bellied emperor!

small theater:

Dan Ge: Ye Gucheng, are you really not a fake?

City Lord: Is it a fake? I'll let you check it yourself.