Dongfang Yixuan was still very smart. Almost instantly, he understood what Ning Yunxi meant. He pursed his lips and compromisedly: "This story is a bit complicated. Will you tell you when you go back?"

"Oh, I don't want to know that much," Ning Yunxi said with a stern face and very reserved.

Dongfang Yixuan bent the corner of his mouth, showed an unconscious smile, and coaxed Ning Yunxi with a little unfamiliarity, saying, "Well, it's me who wants to say, it's not you who want to know."

"Hmph!" You are cognizable!

At this time, Jiabao's voice came from outside, "Master, Gu Hou's villa has arrived."

As the owner of Gu Houyuan, Gu Boyuan was also one of the organizers of the painting appreciation conference. He and a few friends stood at the gate of the courtyard to welcome guests early in the morning. Logically speaking, this kind of welcome job can be handed over to the housekeeper and servants. After all, he is the son of the marquis, and his status is there, and no one will find fault with him, but he is very approachable, which is one of the reasons why he is very popular.

Gu Boyuan knew Mr. Wen, so when Ning Yunxi and Dongfang Yixuan got off the carriage, they saw Gu Boyuan talking to Wen Haoxue. When Wen Haoxue saw them, he immediately waved and introduced them to both sides when he approached.

"This is Gu Boyuan, Gu Gongzi, and the organizer of this painting appreciation conference. He is very talented in painting. Yunxi, you can discuss it with Gu Gongzi, and you will definitely gain something." Wen Haoxue also highly praised Gu Boyuan, but he was also very optimistic about Ning Yunxi, and then said, "Young Master Gu, this is Miss Ning Yunxi Ning, and is also a very spiritual painter. There is a painting library under your name. If you go to Fuqiang County, you must go and see it. Every painting in the museum is an elaborate work."

As for Dongfang Yixuan, I’m sorry, I’m forgotten by Wen Haoxue.

Dongfang Yixuan had a dark face. The more he looked at Wen Hao, the less he liked it. This person must have done it on purpose. Humph, he was petty and didn't match Yun Xi at all!

"Miss Ning has achieved such achievements at such a young age, which really makes Gu admire him. If he has the chance, he will definitely discuss with Miss Ning." Gu Boyuan was a little surprised, but he reacted quickly and his attitude was very correct.

"The little woman has also heard of Mr. Gu's name for a long time. When she saw her today, she was indeed well-known." Ning Yunxi unexpectedly gave a fist-clapping ceremony. She was neither a literati nor an ordinary girl's house, which surprised Gu Boyuan and the rest of the people present.

Wen Haoxue knew a little, and explained on the side: "Miss Ning is also a boxer in addition to being a painter."

For a literati, they look down on warriors, but if they are both civil and military, it would be different. This is why Wen Haoxue still interacts with him after knowing that Ning Yunxi was still a warrior. In his opinion, Ning Yunxi's attainment in painting was obviously much better than martial arts, so Ning Yunxi was naturally a painter first.

"It's both civil and military, and you're really a man!" Gu Boyuan also clasped his fists like Ning Yunxi, then laughed and joked, "When I was a child, my father asked me to practice martial arts, but I had no talent, so I could only read and write."

"Young Master Gu is humble." Ning Yunxi didn't want to say much. They were not familiar with him, but this Young Master Gu is a very sleek person. Although it is not as good as it is, it will definitely not be annoying.

"Hahaha, where, where, I wonder if this young man is?" Since Gu Boyuan is versatile, he naturally will not ignore Dongfang Yixuan. The aura of this young man is very unique, and it also makes him feel inexplicably familiar, as if he had seen it before.

"Yi Xuan!" Dongfang Yixuan said in a cold tone, without giving the other party any meaning, but after hearing these two words, Gu Boyuan was shocked and looked at Dongfang Yixuan in shock and confusion.

"Yi Xuan? This name, you, you..." The following words were a little unspeakable. At first glance, these two words may feel very ordinary. After all, the two words Yi Xuan can have multiple combinations, and many people call this name. However, Gu Boyuan found the reason why he was familiar with it from this name - Dongfang Yixuan, the current Highness of the Xuan King!

Five years ago, the palace was given a banquet, and all royal families could bring their children to the palace for the banquet. That year, he was fortunate to be brought into the palace by his father. Among the princes and daughters, he had met the ninth prince, who was famous throughout the Daxia Kingdom, that is, the current Xuan King Dongfang Yixuan!

Although five years have passed and the young child has grown into a teenager, the condensed and gloomy aura around the young man seems to have not changed much. Gu Boyuan quickly linked the two together through the words "Yi Xuan"!

"Xuan, Xuan..." Gu Boyuan wanted to kneel down and salute, but was stopped by Dongfang Yixuan. "Hmph, just call me Master Xuan."

Gu Boyuan was also a smart person. When he heard Dongfang Yixuan's words, he immediately understood the other party's intention to hide his identity. He hurriedly said, "Hello, Mr. Xuan, Mr. Xuan, is here, it's really a bright future. Mr. Xuan, please come in quickly."

First invite this great god in, and then consider the other party's purpose, Gu Boyuan was frightened not because he was timid, but because the legend about this person was too scary. It was so scary, such as scouting homes and extermination of clans, and blood flowing into a river. It was terrifying to think about it.

Although Gu Boyuan reacted quickly, his change in that moment was still seen by those interested in it, like Ning Yunxi, she knew the reason, so it was not surprising, and like Wen Haoxue, he didn't know the reason, so he was full of questions.

Wen Haoxue's ideas are not far from others. At this time, he is considering what kind of identity this young master is. Why is even the son of the Marquis' family so respectful to him? Could it be...

Everyone has their own guesses, and some are even not far from the facts. After all, the only ones that can make the son of the marquis respect are only the descendants of a few families!

"Is your identity exposed? Are you in danger?" Ning Yunxi asked uncertainly on the way into the yard.

"No!" With the experience of almost losing his life not long ago, he would never make the same mistake again!

This time, or since that assassination, Dongfang Yixuan would have hundreds of guards around him every time he traveled. Even if one or two of them rebel, there would always be a remaining 180 to use, and he would never put himself in danger again, especially when he was following Ning Yunxi!

Dongfang Yixuan looked at Ning Yunxi with a sense of firmness and protection. His world has been dark for too long, and the only beam of light he will never destroy!

Gu Boyuan brought them to a quieter hall. He didn't dare to sit in the main seat and invited Dongfang Yixuan to sit over. Dongfang Yixuan ignored him at all and sat directly next to Ning Yunxi, forcing Gu Boyuan to be more cautious in his attitude towards Ning Yunxi.

It is said that His Highness Xuan is cruel and ruthless and bloodthirsty, but now he looks at the person in front of him, which seems to be very different from the legendary one.

"Where is Mr. Xuan here this time?" Gu Boyuan sat down carefully and asked nervously.

Dongfang Yixuan didn't want to pay attention to Gu Boyuan at all, turned to Ning Yunxi and asked, "Are you going out for a walk?" He still remembered that Ning Yunxi came here to see the painting.

Ning Yunxi glanced at Gu Boyuan, and Gu Boyuan also happened to look at her and said very cleverly: "Yes, the painting appreciation conference has begun. This time I invited hundreds of painters to exhibit more than 400 paintings together. If Miss Ning is interested, let me accompany you to have a good time."

"I don't need you!" Dongfang Yixuan became even more unhappy. Where did the light bulb appear?

Gu Boyuan also flattered the horse's legs, but fortunately he said quickly: "Yes, yes, yes, I'm a little busy, so I won't be with you two anymore. You two can watch it casually, watch it casually."

Ning Yunxi wanted to laugh a little, but when she saw Dongfang Yixuan still ignored the man's intention, she replied kindly: "Thank you Mr. Gu for your kindness. We just look at it casually. Please give yourself some advice."

Gu Boyuan secretly glanced at Dongfang Yixuan, and saw that Dongfang Yixuan had no objection, so he left in a hurry. After he left, Dongfang Yixuan said to Wen Haoxue, who was a little stunned, "Mr. Wen must have made some arrangements, so he doesn't have to accompany us here. I will take good care of Yun Xi!"

"I, I..."

"Yunxi, let's go." Dongfang Yixuan didn't give Wen Haoxue a chance to explain, so he pulled Ning Yunxi away directly. Although Ning Yunxi could resist, he always felt that such small things were not worth worrying about. So he followed Dongfang Yixuan's wishes and said to Wen Haoxue: "Don't mind Mr. Wen, he is just a child."

Although she heard the blame for Dongfang Yixuan, she actually had a sense of maintenance. I guess even Ning Yunxi herself didn't know how intimate the feeling in her tone was. Before she knew it, she seemed to have divided Dongfang Yixuan into her own side.

"How could I be like a child!" Finally when the two were alone, Dongfang Yixuan felt that he had won a battle. Although he seemed to be saying something complaining, his tone was very pleasant.

"Everywhere is like it." It's arrogant, domineering, possessive, petty, jealous, uh, the last one seems a bit inaccurate, but that's probably what it means!

"No!" Humph!

"If I am a child, then what are you, a little child?" He is obviously several years younger than himself, so why should he say he is a child!

"Haha, okay, you're not a child..." Ning Yunxi smiled. Before Dongfang Yixuan was happy, Ning Yunxi continued, "You are a big child."

"snort!"

The area of ​​Guhou Villa is very large. Apart from the unopened backyard, Ning Yunxi and Dongfang Yixuan walked for more than half an hour as the part designed as the exhibition area. Among them, Ning Yunxi really took a look at a few good paintings. Unfortunately, these paintings are not sold on the spot. If you want to buy them, you must contact the artist privately.

However, in addition to spending money to buy these paintings, there is another way to obtain these paintings, which is to meet the requirements of the owner of the painting.

"It's really troublesome." Ning Yunxi stood in front of a black leopard hunting picture. This was her favorite painting, because the little leopard in this painting made him think of the boy around him almost instantly.

The black panther in the painting is a cub. It seems that it is just born. It is obviously black, but it is stained with a lot of dust and mud. It is gray and ugly, and it looks very pitiful. But if you really look carefully, you will find that the young leopard's eyes are not only not weak, pitiful, helpless, but also very cruel, full of the fierce brilliance of a beast!

No matter how young life is, no matter how difficult life is, even in the eyes of others, such a future has no hope, and you will not give up struggling!

"Like it? I'll buy it." Dongfang Yixuan could see what Ning Yunxi liked, but she didn't know why she liked it.

"The painter's requirement is to draw a painting with the same meaning, I'll try it." Ning Yunxi didn't want to be so troublesome, but since she came, she still wanted to abide by the rules, although she often prefers to break the rules.

Easy painting is one of the communication methods that many painters like, so many painters present can paint on the spot. If the painting is recognized by the painter, both can be exchanged.

Ning Yunxi thought about it and started writing. Dongfang Yixuan was guarding her, gradually attracting many guests who came to watch.

"Ah, it turns out to be a little girl, it's really rare to see her."

"What a little girl is doing? It's such a mess!"

"Oh, this painting appreciation conference is worse than the other. Now everyone can come. It's boring, it's really boring."

"You guys, you guys, can't even tolerate any sour words, even a little girl can't stand it. Before the painting was finished, you might make a big splash!"

"Stop making a noise, look!"

Ning Yunxi's paintings have already taken shape. She is not very complicated. She just painted a child. In the withered desert, she buried her head and used his young hands that seemed to be stained with blood, digging the sand and soil one after another. In a trance, people seemed to be able to see the seed in his hand, which seemed to be gray and green. I don't know if it was the color of despair or the color of hope!

"This, this is really good." Someone couldn't help but praise.

"Struggle in despair? Maybe that's what it means." Someone expressed his thoughts, but was quickly rejected.

"No! It's not struggle, it should be a struggle in despair, or a struggle that never gives up, and there is no intention of despair at all!"

"In this way, that's what it means."

Everyone was talking about it, and there were endless praises. This was probably the meaning of conquering the audience with their strength. When Ning Yunxi completed the last stroke, there were even applause around him.
Chapter completed!