Chapter 63: Lang Yan is unique and there is no other like him in the world
The Beimo Sword is three feet long, and the blade is made of black iron, which is extremely thin. The sword body is as white and transparent as jade, carved with complex cloud patterns. The tip of the sword is triangular, sharp, and emits a cold light.
This sword can be called a peerless divine weapon. It has accompanied Chu Mo in his adventures, killing enemy troops, and guarding the country's borders. It has long been a symbol of General Dingguo's identity.
When the magic sword is unsheathed, blood will be drawn!
Bei Mo Jian excitedly released his killing intent, ready to kill all the enemies without leaving a single trace.
Chu Mo casually made a sword flower, with one hand on his back, and smiled at the little girl on the stone bench. His peach blossom eyes were glittering and gentle, and his posture was elegant and humble: "Chu, please show your ugliness."
Jing Xuan was wearing a thick cape, with silver charcoal burning beside her. She smiled and said, "Please start your performance."
Chu Mo laughed.
He stood under the tree in a black robe, his posture was as straight as a pine tree, his black hair fluttered in the wind, and a cold light suddenly burst out of his eyes. He had a strong aura and was fierce and murderous.
In just a moment, it seemed as if you were already on a battlefield raging with flames of war.
On the mighty war horse, the general sits proudly, his battle robe solemn, his armor shining brightly to the sky. He faces thousands of troops alone without fear, like a tiger entering a flock of sheep with unstoppable force.
Suddenly, he moved.
The long sword was waving, each move seemed to have the power of thunder, the sword light flashed, one move after another, the speed became more and more intense!
The air currents around formed a closed space, with countless sword shadows slashing horizontally and vertically. The sword moves were as fast as lightning, the sword styles were complex and varied, the sword energy was overwhelming and powerful.
It is so majestic and awe-inspiring, and its sound shakes the nine provinces!
The movements were like a swimming dragon, and the sword energy was unrestrained and free, like a raging wave blowing in the face, like a thunderbolt splitting the darkness, with a suffocating feeling of oppression.
His body was like a spring, every inch of muscle was tense, bursting out with terrifying power and speed.
Qinggong, sword moves, body movements...
Everyone is amazed.
The whale has not yet swallowed the ocean, but the sword's energy is already sweeping across the sky! !
Suddenly, he paused, and his left foot drew a smooth arc on the ground. Fierce power accumulated in his body, and the power in his waist and abdomen burst out instantly, and his momentum reached its peak.
He did a backflip, a sword flashed, and a flower floated down swayingly.
Chu Mo turned his wrist and caught it steadily with the hilt of the sword, then turned around and handed the flower to Jing Yu.
Jing Yu was getting very excited, but then she saw a small flower in front of her. She subconsciously took it and looked up at him.
The young man had a face as white as jade, with a smile in his eyes. He raised his chin slightly, and between his brows was the brilliance of the stars. Even his eyebrows were curved, like the bright crescent moon in the night sky.
Jing Yu has always known that Chu Mo's eyes are exceptionally beautiful.
Peach blossom eyes are gentle and affectionate, always with a smile, like rippling spring water, or like tiny streams of light, brilliant and dazzling.
This is still the case today.
Jing Xuan seemed to see the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, the snow in the north, the flowers in the south, the lonely smoke in the desert and the flowing water under the small bridges from those eyes.
From those eyes, she appreciated the countless mountains and rivers in the world.
Jing Xuan's heart trembled, and she murmured uncontrollably: "The piled stones are like jade, the rows of pines are like emerald..."
Chu Mo: "Hmm?"
The corners of her mouth raised a curve, and Jing Xuan's eyes were as bright as stars. She looked into his eyes steadily, and said word by word in a soft and clear voice: "...Lang Yan is unique, there is no other like him in the world."
Chu Mo was stunned.
"There will never be another like it in this world."
There will never be another Chu Mo who can make her heart beat this way and make her this happy.
Chu Mo's throat tightened and a burning heat rose in his heart, which was even warmer than the silver charcoal beside him.
The hand that was not holding the sword tightened and loosened, repeated this several times, until he could no longer hold back the throbbing in his heart.
The force in his hand was released, and the Beimo sword fell to the ground with a crisp sound. Jing Yu lowered his eyes: "Why are you..."
Before she could finish her words, an iron arm wrapped around her slender waist and pulled her into his arms. Her chest was burning hot and her heart was beating like a drum.
Jing Xuan's eyes suddenly widened.
Chu Mo held her in his arms, his chin resting lightly on her furry head, his hands resting nervously on her thin back.
It wasn't the first time they hugged each other, but Jing Xuan was still at a loss. Her soft white cheek pressed against his strong chest, and her slender fingers slowly tightened the corner of his clothes.
Neither of them said anything, and there was total silence.
After a while, Chu Mo let her go and looked away awkwardly.
Jing Xuan raised her eyes to look at him, with the corners of her mouth slightly curved.
There was no need to test it any further, she was very sure that Chu Xiaomo liked her and they were in love with each other.
Why did she only realize now that when Chu Xiaomo looked at her, his eyes were always gentle and doting, but underneath that was a restrained and hidden love.
Jing Xuan chuckled, a gleam of light flashed in her eyes, and she called out crisply: "Chu Xiaomo!"
Chu Mo lowered his eyes and looked at her.
"I'm so cold." He said it pitifully, but there was a cunning look in his eyes.
However, Chu Mo was flustered and frowned. Just as he was about to speak, he heard the little girl's soft voice: "So... I want a hug!"
The next moment, the empty chest was filled again, and the heart was also full.
Her slender arms were wrapped around her tight waist and abdomen, and a lump of flesh was piled up on her fair cheeks, which she rubbed gently.
Chu Mo froze and lowered his eyes to look at her. Coincidentally, the little girl in his arms also raised her face, her eyes sparkling and full of joy.
His heart softened immediately, and he rubbed his furry head. Chu Mo said softly, "I'm also...very cold."
"This silver charcoal is not good." He said seriously, "I will send someone to buy new ones."
Jing Yu blinked: "Okay."
I didn't expect that Chu Xiaomo could lie with his eyes open. How amazing!
The two of them hugged each other in this innocent yet meaningful way for a long time, until Jing Xuan's legs were sore and they let go of each other.
Chu Mo bent over to pick up the Beimo sword and casually made a sword flower. The wind suddenly blew, making his clothes flutter and his long hair messy, but it was a different kind of scenery.
This scene fell into Jing Yu's eyes. She narrowed her eyes slightly and seemed to have an idea.
She took Chu Mo's hand and tried to pull him into the room, and the latter followed obediently.
After entering the room, Jing Xuan walked straight to the desk, and Chu Mo lit the silver charcoal and walked towards Jing Xuan after he was done.
Then I saw him holding a pen, applying ink gracefully to the paper, and painting with a burning gaze.
Jing Xuan is a princess of the royal family. She has been learning music, chess, calligraphy and painting since she was young. Although she is not an expert, she is not bad either. It is not difficult for her to paint a picture.
As she painted, she looked up at Chu Mo, tilting her head in thought.
Chu Mo knew that she was drawing him, so he didn't interrupt her. He let her observe without saying a word, for fear of disturbing her thoughts.
After a long time, the little cat with two ink marks on his fair cheeks stopped writing, breathed a sigh of relief, and nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad!"
Chu Mo looked and saw a tall man on the drawing paper holding a sword in one hand, standing under a peach tree, with a handsome face and a warm smile.
The clothes were blown by the wind and the peach petals fell down, forming a beautiful scene together with the bandit gentleman.
Jing Yu looked at him proudly: "Does it look good?"
Chu Mo nodded: "The painting is very good."
"That's~~" The little tail is about to stick up.
Chu Mo laughed and handed the prepared wet towel to the little cat who was happily looking at the painting: "Xiaoxiao, wipe your face."
Jing Xuan looked confused: "What's wrong with your face?"
"The little white cat turned into a little calico cat."
Jing Xuan blinked and smiled with curved eyebrows, especially narcissistic: "The little cat is also pretty."
It is indeed beautiful. The two ink marks on the white and soft face make it look even more lovely and delicate, making people want to pinch it.
Chu Mo twisted his fingers lightly and said with a smile: "Wipe it quickly."
"I can't see." Jing Xuan looked at him accusingly, took two steps forward, raised her little face towards him, and said in a spoiled tone: "Wipe it for me!"
The cute little face came closer, Chu Mo narrowed his eyes and asked softly: "Are you sure?"
“Yeah!”
"good."
Chu Mo held her soft cheek with his left hand and gently wiped the ink marks with a wet towel in his right hand.
Jing Yu's skin was delicate, and it turned red immediately after being rubbed by the rough towel.
Chu Mo frowned. He had just deliberately looked for the best towel, but he didn't expect it to be like this.
"What's wrong?"
Chu Mo shook his head, wiped the ink marks clean, looked into those sparkling eyes, smiled softly, and said with a long tail: "I can..."
"?"
"A pinch?"
"???"
Without waiting for Jing Xuan to speak, she pinched a small piece of soft flesh with her slender fingers, not daring to use force, and twisted it gently.
The narrow eyes are slightly round and full of surprise; so soft!
Not sure, try again.
He pinched it again; it was still soft and felt great.
I wanted to pinch it again, but I saw her amber eyes widened in disbelief, her lips pursed, and her cheeks puffed up.
Chu Mo: “…”
Finished.
“Chu Mo!!!” Jing Yu was so angry that she put her hands on her hips and her eyes were wide open.
Although this face is different from the real appearance, it has baby fat and chubby cheeks.
Jing Xuan did not dislike it, nor did she think it was ugly. Her brother the emperor said that she was the most beautiful little princess, and she agreed with him.
But, what she hates most is someone pinching her face.
Even if her father, mother, and brother bullied her, she would get angry, let alone others.
Who would have thought that Chu Mo was so bold!
Chu Mo smiled awkwardly: "Sorry, I won't pinch you next time."
"Do you want to have a next time?!"
Chu Mo shut up manually.
The little girl whined and turned her face away.
Chu Mo bent down, came close to her, smiled, and said softly: "Otherwise...Xiaoxiao, can you pinch it back?"
Jing Xuan's eyes lit up slightly, but her expression remained unchanged: "Really?"
His handsome face came closer, his peach blossom eyes were like a pool of water, shimmering and tender, and his voice was even more pleasant: "Of course."
Her hands were itching, so Jing Yu didn't hesitate and started immediately.
Chu Mo's face was not soft, but it looked very comfortable. Jing Yu pinched it once but was not satisfied, so she pinched it again.
Little did he know that the general's eyes darkened and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Jing Xuan pinched it four or five times, then calmly withdrew her hand: "Okay, we're even."
"That won't do." Chu Mo stood up straight, his face serious: "I pinched you twice, and you pinched you five times. That's not fair."
Jing Xuan's eyes widened and she quickly covered her face: "No! Impossible!"
"Hmm?" Chu Mo raised his eyebrows.
"Absolutely not!"
Jing Xuan said as she rolled up the drawing paper and ran away, explaining loudly: "I, I'm sleepy. I want to go back to the yard to sleep!"
The little girl was running unsteadily, and Chu Mo no longer had the heart to tease her. He worriedly told her, "Run slower, be careful."
"knew!"
Jing Xuan quickly ran out of the courtyard. Chu Mo folded his arms, leaned against the door frame, lowered his eyes and laughed softly, saying softly, "How cute."
He looked up at the sky and murmured to himself, "Five more days."
Five days later, the little princess will come of age, and then he will be able to tell her everything.
His love could finally be expressed, and he couldn't wait any longer.
…
On the other side, Jing Xuan returned to the courtyard and spread out the drawing paper. She looked at the picture Chu Mo had drawn of herself in the morning and suddenly an idea came to her and she made a decision.
She got up and went to the next courtyard, and as soon as she entered the courtyard she called out, "Sister Li."
The door opened with a "creak" sound, and Xiao Fu hurriedly greeted, "Miss, come in quickly, it's very cold outside."
Jing Yu hurried into the room and saw Li Qing sitting at the desk.
"What are you doing, sister?"
Li Qing's eyes moved slightly: "Reading, what's wrong with you, sis?"
Jing Xuan nodded: "Sister, I want to use some needlework and purse patterns."
"Do you know what to do?" Li Qing motioned Xiao Fu to get it, and he sat next to Jing Yu. Seeing her smiling, he laughed, "So happy?"
"Um!"
Li Qing: "When are you going to deliver it?"
"Five days later."
That day was her birthday. On that day, she would tell Chu Mo everything, and also make sure whether he knew it already.
Li Qing raised his eyebrows and thought, these two people are scheduled to meet in five days, it is really an important day.
She didn't say much, just wished: "I just hope that you can get what you want."
"Thank you, sister!"
The purse that Jing Xuan wanted to make was not a simple one, and time was running out, so she did not delay any longer and took the things and went back to her own courtyard.
Xiao Fu closed the door, and Li Qing said, "Go on."
The coming-of-age banquet doesn't have to be too big, but it can't be too small either. It's hard to get the right balance, not to mention that time is short. Li Qing has a headache.
But thinking of the little girl's sweet smile, she felt full of strength again.
Xiao Fu: "Yes."
After Jing Xuan returned to her room, Chu Xue was burning silver charcoal. Seeing her spread the painting on the desk and taking out needlework to practice, she asked, "I'll help you."
Jing Xuan smiled and said, "Thank you, sister, but I want to do it myself."
"Okay, if you need anything, be sure to tell me."
Jing Xuan nodded and warned, "Sister, you can't tell him. This is a surprise."
Chu Xue replied that she knew it.
"Also, if he comes, you must tell me quickly." Jing Yu thought for a moment and shook her head: "No, if he comes, just tell me directly that I won't see any guests in the near future."
Chu Xue: "...stop the master outside the door?"
"Um."
“……”I’m afraid you’re tired of living.
Jing Xuan: "Don't worry, sister. Just say it's my order."
Chu Xue: "...Okay."
…
So, in the next few days, Chu Mo was turned away by his subordinates for the first time.
Chu Xue saluted nervously, fearing that her master would get angry.
Chu Mo looked towards the courtyard: "Since she said so, then forget it."
Since Jing Yun didn't come to look for him, he had the opportunity to arrange the coming-of-age ceremony.
In addition to Li Qing, even Chen Fu and Wen Zhixun were involved in this matter.
It's a pity that the two of them didn't understand the coming-of-age ceremony and could only come up with some stupid ideas. Chu Mo simply arranged for them to do odd jobs and hard labor.
The two of them felt very wronged.
They were very active. After knowing that the general liked their little cousin, they always wished the general to get his wish. Now it was exactly what they expected, so they were extremely excited.
In short, with the joint efforts of both sides, the coming-of-age ceremony was prepared, and Jingxuan's surprise was also ready.
——The little princess is sixteen years old.
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