Proudly follow your heart

In early summer, before the arrival of the yellow plum blossoms, the sky was misty and rainy in the middle of the day, and the waterfall above the mountain was falling straight down, and the water mist was scattered. A small building stood beside the water, as if surrounded by clouds and mist, indistinct and indistinct. real.

This small building located on the top of Fuluan Mountain is called Wulou.

All the common people who live nearby, or those who have walked around the rivers and lakes for a few days know the Wulou. It is not the large quantities of gold and silver rewarded by the imperial court, but beauties.

There are beauties in Wulou, fat around, swallows and thin, each has its own merits, some are gorgeous, some are beautiful and refined, here you can find red-haired and green-eyed dancers, and you can also see white hair like snow and complexion like frost. Beauties and beauties all come with treasures, they are sent for nothing but a picture of beauties.

Or, to be more precise, all the beauties in the world come for only one person who can draw pictures of beauties, and that is the owner of Wulou.

Jiangwu Qiulou is white, and Wulou is also called Bailou. At this moment, the building that seems to be floating in the air is covered with a layer of tea in the mist. On the roof of this white building, in the gazebo A man raised his eyes lightly, and the pitch-black eyes revealed an indescribable nobility just between opening and closing, but his words seemed to have nothing to do with the word nobility.

"Take off your clothes."

"Undressing?!" The voice was raised, and the woman in the gazebo instantly turned red and then turned pale. When she realized that she had lost her composure, she reminded her displeasedly, "Who do you think I am?! You want me to undress in broad daylight show you?"

"You don't have to take it off, Xiao Hu, see off the guests." As if it was too much to take a second look, the man behind the gauze curtain vaguely closed his eyes, looking like he was about to catch up on sleep, and a middle-aged man walked out behind him , but he was courteous and thoughtful, and made a gesture of leading the way with a smile on his face.

"Miss Lin, please." The woman in front of him is stunning, but he is used to seeing all kinds of beauties. Xiao Hu has long been able to see off his guests without changing his face, and even attaches a smiling face. As for whether this smile is in the eyes of others There is an element of watching a show, but he obviously never considered it.

The woman avoided Xiao Hu, squeezed the embroidered handkerchief in her hand, and stared at the man with beautiful eyes, "Isn't your request too much?!"

Her answer was just a chuckle, not very cold, but her voice was very low, "If you want to become the Nine Beauties, you have to find nine beauties in the world, but it's a pity that half of them haven't arrived yet. It's a pity, a pity."

He said three regrets in a row, in a flat tone, but each sound was more harsh to the woman's ears, "Could it be that I'm not beautiful enough?"

She raised her head slightly, her fair face seemed to be shrouded in a light mist under the daylight, shining like jade, Xiao Hu couldn't help taking another look, the corners of her eyes were swept away, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, her already stunning appearance was even more so. Exciting.

Changing her expression, she approached slowly, "I don't think I need to tell you, Lord Jun, you know why my lord sent me here this time."

At this point, she paused for a moment, and the following words were meaningful, "I, Lin Qiuyan, may not be number one in your eyes, but Master Xu once said..."

At that time, Taiwei Xu Donglin was in charge of military affairs and could be described as an important minister in the court.

"If you don't take it off, let's go." The indifferent voice interrupted her, and the owner here was obviously not interested in listening to her continue talking, and even less interested in the so-called Master Xu, without even raising his eyes.

Thinking that she has always been held in the hands like stars and moons, how could she have suffered such grievances, Lin Qiuyan's face froze suddenly, if she didn't know who the man in front of her was, she would have left in a hurry.

The prince in the palace loves beauties, and he wants to select a painter for the world's beauties, but there is no one person in the world who is responsible for such an important task.

Jun Zhanran, known as the ghost hand Wushuang, knows everything in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. The only one who owes a point is Jun Zhanran.

There are no nobles under the prestigious name, and the reputation of ghost hands does not happen overnight. Even if it is the court, even if it is a relative of the emperor, it is not easy to get Jun Zhanran's calligraphy and painting, and this person does not claim to be chivalrous. He doesn't often walk around the rivers and lakes. Most of the shops at the foot of the mountain belong to him, and half of them are businessmen. Since he started to draw a picture of beauties, the beauty of the world is so beautiful, so everyone rushes to Mount Fuluan.

It's just that Jun Zhanran has a quirk, anyone who wants to be on the beauty chart must take off his clothes for him to examine, regardless of appearance, figure, speech, or movements, it is even more difficult to catch his eyes.

Thinking of why she came here, Lin Qiuyan gritted her teeth and smiled coquettishly, "I heard that the landlord's rules are weird, and they say what they say, and it's true. It seems that Qiuyan has no other choice but to accept it."

"It should have been like this a long time ago." Xiao Hu muttered, he was not surprised by the result, and he was used to this kind of situation. He walked out of the Wutao Pavilion with a shrug, and stood with his backs facing each other, arms folded.

Even the beauties sent by Mr. Xu, the Taiwei of the current dynasty, are nothing more than skins in the eyes of the owner of his house. It is ridiculous that these women are so self-confident that they think they can be an exception.

White gauze hangs on all sides of the pavilion, fluttering slightly in the wind, melting into the mist, like a thin smoke curling up, blown by the wind and making a soft sound, besides the flapping sound, there is also the sound of clothes rubbing against each other at this moment .

The beautiful woman undresses, how intriguing it is, the voice is faint, very provocative, as long as it is a man, I am afraid that it will be distracted, let alone seeing the process with his own eyes, and Jun Zhanran is indeed watching. The gaze on her was different.

Lin Qiuyan's belt was half undone, and her long skirt covered the floor. She was full of confidence at first, but now she is not so sure.

The gaze cast from the other side of the pavilion has been on her half-naked body, moving inch by inch, and it seems to be able to see through every pore on her body, into her flesh, into her bone marrow, Until you see it in your heart.

His eyes seemed to be just appraising an object, no matter where his eyes went, he never stopped.

Even if the eyes falling on her at this moment were to devour her, she would not be afraid, but at this moment she was.

Desire is not terrible, what is terrible is desirelessness.

If there is no desire, there is no desire, how can a person who has no desire and desire be moved by her beauty?

All day long in the mansions of high-ranking officials, Lin Qiuyan has long been used to the various eyes that men look at him, but now that she is stared at by this gaze, she has the urge to hide her clothes and run away, and her body can't help trembling slightly in the wind.

Jun Zhanran's eyes didn't change, he just saw her toes from the tip of her hair, like a cold snake, slowly swimming past her.

His eyes were actually neither cold nor indifferent, he just looked at her carefully, then slowly closed his eyes, "You can go."

Feeling the gaze away from her body, Lin Qiuyan exhaled slightly. She had already taken off her dress, leaving only the apron and obscene trousers to cover her body. She was not so eager to put on her clothes at the moment, "Lord Jun's request is really a little bit It's too much, but Qiuyan has already done it, what does the young master think?"

She didn't stand straight in front of her eyes. If it was another man, she would definitely have to look carefully enough. Jun Zhanran raised his eyebrows after hearing the charming voice, showing a bit of impatience, " How about what?"

Lin Qiuyan didn't give up, picked up the dress on the ground and put it on, with a flamboyant gesture, "Do you think I'm not beautiful, my lord?"

"How beautiful is it, so what if it's not beautiful?" Jun Zhanran answered slowly, picking up the wine cup at hand, "What's the difference for a cripple?"

The breeze brought up a corner of the thin blanket, revealing the thin legs placed under the wheelchair. Even if they were covered under the hem of the clothes, it could be seen that they were much thinner than ordinary people. A strand of white gauze was also blown up. The man below finally revealed most of his face in the sunlight.

I saw the sharp eyebrows like a sword, the well-defined face, the indifferent look with a kind of lofty demeanor, the expressionless eyes, not heartless, just faint, nothing special, as if there was nothing in front of me , as if he was not sitting in a wheelchair at the moment, not looking at her, but standing on the top of the sea of ​​clouds, facing the vast expanse beneath his feet.

This is Ghost Hand Wushuang Jun Zhanran? !Lin Qiuyan saw the man hidden behind the gauze curtain clearly, and suddenly remembered that he had indeed heard that he had difficulty walking on his feet and had been sitting in a wheelchair for a long time, but people who saw Jun Zhanran for the first time would forget this.

Jun Zhanran undoubtedly looks good-looking, but this kind of good-looking does not make people feel close.

Surprised for a moment, she forgot to look away, Jun Zhanran seemed not to shy away from her disability, let her look at her, took another sip of wine, "Let's go when you've seen enough."

Lin Qiuyan came back to her senses, she had come here for a picture of a beauty, so there was no reason for her to be sent back so easily. Just as she was about to say something, a piercing sound suddenly sounded in the middle of the distance.

She looked far away, then suddenly changed her mind, "Young Master sees off the guests, and Qiu Yan will stay soon." After speaking in a hurry, she walked away.

"Since you're here, do you still want to leave—" With a long shout, the voice was loud and clear, as if it came from outside the sky, and I saw a pale black figure flying down like a bird of prey, and it came to me in the blink of an eye.