In the snow: The prince of Chu was killed, and Nangong Pushe forced him to marry him

But I know in my heart that it’s okay to appreciate some things, but to appreciate them too much is blasphemy.

And Jiang Xuan seems to have mastered this degree perfectly, without making people feel abrupt or uncomfortable.

At this time, Wang Chudong could be said to be even more curious about Jiang Xuan.

After Jiang Xuan had eaten, he continued to recover and practice.

Because he was in a coma and had a good sleep for two days, he decided to start practicing swordsmanship to restore his muscles, bones, and meridians.

Jiang Xuan felt his body, and then he came to the yard outside with the ancient sword of Chi Chi in hand.

Jiang Xuan glanced at Wang Chudong first, and couldn't help but ask: "Miss Wang, aren't you going back?"

"We have known each other for such a long time, and yet you still call me Miss Wang." Wang Chudong flipped her hair, and she shook her head first, then a slight smile appeared on her face: "You don't regard me as a friend? Jiang~Da ~Brother!”

This smile, set against the backdrop of the sun, gives people a feeling of spring breeze.

Jiang Xuan couldn't help but think to himself that he had met many smart women during this period, but Xuanyuan Qingfeng came from a family of martial arts, so although she was smart, she had family background.

But she still carries the Jianghu aura, which is a temperament that exists in her bones and blood.

So Xuanyuan Qingfeng dared to love and hate, and when he was with Jiang Xuan, he was even willing to take the initiative.

And some things are very embarrassing to Jiang Xuan. The two of them are like brothers, helping each other but never saying it out loud.

Emotions are expressed in actions.

And what about Xu Weixiong?

Whether she was in Western Chu or Beiliang, she came from a military family.

Dominance, passion, trust, conspiracy, protection against shortcomings, etc. are all her hallmarks.

But the time the two of them got together was too short, and there was also Yu Weiwei among them, so some emotions were not in place.

But I have to say that the relationship between them is still very good.

After all, Jiang Xuan heard about some things about Beiliang, and also knew from those people in Zhao Gou that Xu Weixiong had obtained part of the Fushui House.

He naturally knows Xu Weixiong's strength, but it is unknown when the two of them will meet again.

As for the Wang Chudong in front of her, she is really that kind of lady from ancient times. She is smart and decent. In short, all the words about a lady can be found in her.

Moreover, this girl has a soft voice and speaks in a gentle and gentle way, which makes people really like her.

However, Jiang Xuan was not tempted at this time. He glanced at Wang Chudong calmly and nodded slightly at her words.

"I call you Jiang Xuan, or Brother Xuan, and you call me Chudong, how about that?"

Jiang Xuan raised his eyebrows, and when he was about to speak, a sly look flashed in Wang Chudong's eyes.

"Anyway, you won't let me call you Saint Jiang, right?"

When Jiang Xuan heard Wang Chudong's words, he burst into laughter and couldn't help but shake his head.

Jiang Sheng is the title given to him by those scholars.

Some people think that just because of Jiang Xuan's thoughts, his writing style, and his works.

He deserves the title of Saint Jiang, and he should be enshrined in the Saint Temple together with Confucius and Mencius.

Jiang Xuan naturally didn't think so, but he didn't explain it and couldn't explain it.

That's it.

"No, I still want to live a few more years." So after Jiang Xuan heard Wang Chudong's words, he waved his hands hurriedly and continued: "I don't want to enter the temple so early."

Wang Chudong looked at Jiang Xuan's appearance and couldn't help but cover his mouth and chuckle, then nodded.

"That's good, brother Xuan."

Ok?

Jiang Xuan was a little surprised at this time. Wasn't it Brother Xuan just now?

Why did this become Brother Xuan again?

However, seeing the other party's indifferent expression, as if he didn't see anything, Jiang Xuan didn't say anything more.

At this time Jiang Xuan drew out the Red Chi Sword, then he closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

When he opened his eyes again, a bright light flashed in Jiang Xuan's eyes.

Although Jiang Xuan did not use his inner strength at this time, he was just dancing with his sword.

But Wang Chudong, who was standing not far away, could clearly feel the sword intent coming from the opponent.

overbearing!

awe-inspiring!

big river!

Although his realm has fallen now, the sword intent in his body is still there.

The sword is there, the intention is!

Chapter 86 Bingchen Year, Drinking on Mid-Autumn Night

Jiang Xuan has recovered well during this period, and he has now returned to the celestial realm.

Even at the peak of the Celestial Realm's strength, it is only one step away from the Land of Gods.

Jiang Xuan could feel that there were no barriers or so-called shackles between him and the land of gods.

So as long as you recover to a certain level, you will naturally return to the fairyland on land.

He was relieved about this. After all, it would be best if he could stop cultivating for breakthroughs and naturally enter the land of gods.

However, he suddenly thought that when he reached the celestial realm, he took the initiative to break through the realm.

The remaining realms, whether they are large realms or small realms, seem to be natural and passive breakthroughs.

Everything was so relaxing and stress-free.

If Jiang Xuan's idea was known to others, I'm afraid many people would kill Jiang Xuan even if they risked their lives.

Because it’s just too irritating.

This kind of person shouldn't be alive.

It was definitely impossible for Jiang Xuan to take the initiative to say anything. He was sitting in the yard, quietly admiring the flowers, the moon, and the autumn fragrance.

At this time, footsteps came from a distance, and Jiang Xuan knew who was coming without even looking back.

Jiang Xuan looked at the bright moon in the sky, couldn't help but slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and said directly without looking back: "Our Miss Chudong, why are you here so late during the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

In the recent period, the two of them have become quite familiar with each other. When Wang Chudong heard Jiang Xuan's teasing, she chuckled and walked to the other side.

Wang Chudong directly placed the lunch box in his hand on the stone table next to him, with a faint smile on his face: "It's just that the moon is very beautiful today, so I want to be cool with Jiang Shengren and be arty."

"If Jiang Sheng doesn't want to drink, then the little girl can just leave." As she said this, she picked up the food box and looked like she was about to leave.

However, Jiang Xuan reached out his hand the next second and held her wrist directly, with a bright smile on his face.

"Since you're here, don't leave."

Wang Chudong chuckled, but did not sit down, but looked at Jiang Xuan in front of him.

"They all say that Jiang Sheng is good at all kinds of poetry, poetry, and poetry." Wang Chudong said with a smile on his face, and his eyes subconsciously narrowed: "But I have seen literary, military, and poetry." ?”

Hearing Wang Chudong's words, Jiang Xuan chuckled and shook his head. He knew that Wang Chudong, as a talented woman, would definitely give it a try with him.

But he didn't expect that he would be waiting for him here.

Seeing Jiang Xuan's appearance at this time, Wang Chudong was afraid that the other party would think that he came here with a purpose.

So I hurriedly said again: "Poems that I have written before are also acceptable, as long as they suit the occasion."

Jiang Xuan chuckled lightly after hearing this, then nodded slightly and looked at Wang Chudong beside him.

"Pour wine."

Wang Chudong's eyes lit up when she saw this, and then she opened the food box, took out the wine glass, wine bottle, and side dishes, and poured a full glass for Jiang Xuan first.

Jiang Xuan stood up at this time, raised the wine glass in his hand high, and said loudly to the bright moon in front of him.

"Raise a glass and invite Mingyue to form three people against each other."

"Yue doesn't know how to drink, so the shadow apprentice follows me."

"..."

"Have sex when you wake up, and disperse when you're drunk."

"We will never travel without love, and we will meet again in Yunhan!"

As he spoke, Jiang Xuan drank the wine in his glass with a smile on his face.

Wang Chudong looked at his side face at this moment, a look of pity and compassion subconsciously flashed in his eyes.

Wang Chudong's eyes lit up when he heard Jiang Xuan's first sentence.

A good line about raising a glass to the bright moon instantly raised the level of the entire poem.

Face each other into three people.

The next sentence immediately explains the scene and characters, and an inexplicable sadness emerges in the poem.

The moon doesn't know how to drink, and its shadow follows me...

Wang Chudong looked at Jiang Xuan, she naturally knew his true identity.

The former prince of Xi Chu.

He watched helplessly as his dynasty collapsed and his family was destroyed.

That period of time was destined to be painful and lonely for Jiang Xuan.

Therefore, Wang Chudong was not surprised at all to be able to write such a poem.

At this time, she couldn't help but secretly think in her heart that even if Jiang Xuan overthrew the Liyang Dynasty, she would not think that the other party had made any mistakes.

Even if a lot of people die.

Then the two of them ate, drank, and talked about poetry and romance.