"I came across this from my husband's book. I thought it was appropriate and stole it to make everyone laugh." Ning Ping said awkwardly. "Then where is your husband now?" Wu Chuxun asked immediately. "My husband~he has passed away!" Ning Ping suddenly felt sad when he mentioned this, and his husband's voice and appearance appeared in front of him again. "Can you see it with your own eyes?" Wu Chuxun seemed unwilling to give up, with a look of anticipation on his face. "Well, my husband died in a fight between monks and I witnessed it with my own eyes." Ning Ping was extremely sad when talking about this matter. "Oh~ It's a pity, otherwise I really wanted to meet him." Seeing that Ning Ping's expression didn't seem to be fake, Wu Chuxun's eyes showed great disappointment. Immediately, the conversation between the two came to an end, and there was an explosion in the hall. "It seems that Miss Wu is quite satisfied with this poem." "Not good, not good!" "Bah, poetry can work like this..."
"Hey, stop being so sour. It's up to Miss Wu to decide whether it's okay or not." …………………………………………………… As if to verify what everyone said, the voice that everyone envied came out of Wu Chuxun's mouth again. "My little lady likes this young man's poems very much. I'll keep my word and ask this young man to come and get together." After Wu Chuxun finished speaking, he stood up, picked up the guqin on the table, bowed slightly and turned around to leave. . At this moment, the two girls behind her, fearing that the world would be in chaos, actually stretched out their little hands to call Ning Ping from a distance. "Ah~ it's really him." "Damn, God is so blind." "Bah, the poem I just wrote is a hundred times better than his..." "I didn't expect that this person would come out on top. Alas... the world is unfair." "Brother Ning, you are really my big brother. Come on, I am optimistic about you. Just go and we will wait for you here." Zheng Yuanming on the side danced and said, and he was even more excited than Ning Ping. He even changed his name. . "Go quickly and help us see how beautiful that Miss Wu is." Everyone started talking as soon as she started talking. Feng Qiaoyun on the side also had a look of admiration on her face at this moment, as if the man next to her was glowing after such a good encounter. Ning Ping could only shake his head helplessly. Amidst the buzz, Ning Ping was extremely embarrassed. It seemed even more inappropriate to stay here at this moment, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow the two girls. After bypassing the long covered bridge, an exquisite small building facing the water comes into view. When you get closer, you can see that the small building stretches into the lake and is supported by several huge wooden piles. The waves are sparkling below and the willows are blown by the breeze, giving it a unique charm. As you enter the small building, light curtains are fluttering everywhere, and there are paintings embellished everywhere. Then you come to the water pavilion facing the lake, and you can have a panoramic view of the lake at a glance. At this moment, Wu Chuxun was already sitting aside, looking at Ning Ping with a meaningful face, which made Ning Ping suddenly feel at a loss. "Sit down. I didn't expect you to visit the brothel secretly. Hehe, I have to talk to Sister Qing later." Xiao Ling stared at Ning Ping with a sly expression and teased. "Aunts, can you please spare me? I was invited to do this, okay?" Ning Ping sat down, casually picked up the tea on the table and started drinking.
"You don't want to be a romantic person, it's okay to play occasionally." Wu Chuxun took off the veil in his hands and immediately revealed his stunning face, but in a daze, he felt a little more ordinary than before, less charming. meaning. Ning Ping, however, was used to this kind of appearance and was not too surprised. He replied, "Sister Chuxun is right." "Hey, this painting is good!" This is a valley surrounded by mountains and rivers. There is a thatched house in the valley, and a path winds around the mountains. After looking at it for a while, Ning Ping said thoughtfully: "But there seems to be something missing in the words." "Do you know how to draw? Is there something missing?" Wu Chuxun also turned around and looked at it, and said calmly. "Hey, I know a lot about painting, but I think the painting lacks a bit of popularity." "By the way, tell me about your husband." Unexpectedly, Wu Chuxun smiled silently and suddenly changed the topic. To be honest, Ning Ping didn't think the poem just now was that great, but these poems differed from person to person, so maybe there was something touching the other person. "I am his husband. He once served as an official in a mortal city..." Ning Ping then spoke eloquently, and the two girls squatted aside and listened carefully. I don’t know how long it took, until after Ning Ping left, Ning Ping felt like he was in a trance when he thought about this time together. He just felt that he had talked about a lot, and it seemed that he had talked about a lot of things during the chat, even including All my secret things. But when I thought about it carefully, it seemed that there was not, so Ning Ping felt relieved. Of course, this was also related to Wu Chuxun giving him a feeling of incomparable trust. Even if he talked about it, the other party would not feel harmful to him. This feeling is completely different from when facing Shen Qingyao. Returning to the Lan Yue Pavilion hall again, most of the other people had already left. However, there were still three people left in the private room where he was originally. It was Zheng Yuanming and two followers. The others and a group of girls had also left. As soon as he saw Ning Ping come in, his originally depressed expression suddenly became brighter. "Hey, I didn't expect Brother Ning to have been 'talking' for so long. How does it feel?" Zheng Yuanming said with a smirk on his face as soon as Ning Ping sat down. Seeing this, Ning Ping shook his head and smiled and said, "Brother Zheng, don't think too much. I just had a conversation with that girl Wu." But Zheng Yuanming didn't believe it, and then asked again, but Ning Ping was very tight-lipped and didn't reveal too much, so he had to give up in the end. "By the way, there is another big event before the alchemist assessment on February 2, that is, the Spiritual Medicine Valley will be open. I believe Brother Ning has already known about it." Zheng Yuanming changed the subject because he couldn't get any romantic things out of him, which shows that he is not a brainless person. "I have heard some of this." Since the other party mentioned it, there must be something else. Ning Ping was not keen on this matter, but he continued to listen with a curious mentality. "Brother Ning, don't underestimate this Spiritual Medicine Valley. Although it can be regarded as a feast, it is also a feast for our families." "Oh? Is there something strange in it?" Seeing that Ning Ping was interested, Zheng Yuanming smiled mysteriously and continued. "You know about the foundation-building pill, right?" Seeing Ning Ping nod in confusion, Zheng Yuanming continued, "The main ingredient of the foundation-building pill, the white orchid fruit, comes from here, and it has been extinct in other places..." At this moment, thinking that the foundation-building pill recipe on him was made by the other party, Ning Ping was also very strange, but at this moment he was deeply attracted by this news. At this time, Ning Ping suddenly realized that some of the spiritual medicines that were rumored to be only produced in the Spiritual Medicine Valley were actually the main ingredients of the foundation-building pill. If he wanted to refine the foundation-building pill, then this main ingredient must be indispensable. If he didn't go to the Spiritual Medicine Valley, Ning Ping felt that his face would not be so big under the competition of many families. In this way, Ning Ping originally had the mentality of going or not, but now it seems that he has to go to the Spiritual Medicine Valley, which involves his foundation-building plan.