The autumn breeze blows gently, bringing a hint of coolness and adding a bit of poetry.

Murong Zixi strolled leisurely in the world-famous Wanhua Mountain.

The winding mountain paths are covered with golden fallen leaves. Every step echoes the passage of time, as if stepping into a carefully painted autumn painting.

"Miss, it's so beautiful here!" Xiaolu couldn't help but exclaim, her face filled with excitement.

Xiao Cui standing by also had a smile on her face, with a gleam of surprise in her eyes.

Murong Zixi smiled and looked at the two girls, secretly sighing in her heart: "It's really hard for them."

At this age, she should be full of vigor and vitality, but because she has been staying in the general's mansion with her original owner, she has almost no chance to go out of the city to play. Now that she has come to this beautiful place, she will naturally feel particularly happy.

"Since you are here, enjoy yourself."

"Yes!" Xiao Cui and Xiao Lu agreed in unison, with satisfied smiles on their faces and joy in their hearts.

Jun Feimo followed silently, thinking to himself: This girl is very friendly to her two maids, but shows a cold attitude towards him.

This contrast made him feel a little unhappy, but he did not show it.

Wanhua Mountain is famous for its beauty. In late autumn, although the trees have gradually turned golden, there are still flowers blooming in the mountains, which embellish the scenery with various colors. Some flowers are small and cute, while others are as big as a bowl; some petals are as soft as velvet, while others are as hard as iron. They bloom on branches alone, in groups of three or five, or in clusters, each showing its unique charm.

Murong Zixi walked along the way, and wherever she looked, she saw beautiful scenery and charming scenes.

On the mountainside, a maple forest is as red as fire, warm and deep, forming a sharp contrast with the verdant pines and cypresses in the distance, as if it is the most gorgeous palette between heaven and earth. Maple leaves dance lightly in the wind, slowly falling, and some gently cover the path. Every step makes a rustling sound, which is the unique music of autumn.

From time to time, the sound of birds singing can be heard in the woods, clear and melodious, adding a bit of vitality to the silent forest.

Murong Zixi listened quietly to the birds singing, feeling the harmony and tranquility of nature.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath of fresh air, and let her mind relax for a moment.

Continuing forward, Murong Zixi came to a stream. The water was gurgling and clear, and one could see the sand and rocks at the bottom of the water and the small fish swimming around.

In the grass beside the stream, a few hares were foraging for food. When they saw someone coming, they quickly ran away and disappeared into the woods. Murong Zixi squatted down, reached out to touch the stream water, and felt its coolness and softness.

The scenery of Wanhua Mountain is picturesque and intoxicating.

Murong Zixi was immersed in this beautiful world, forgetting the troubles and worries of the world.

Here she felt the power and beauty of nature, and her heart was also very comfortable.

Walking through the woods, I suddenly smelled a faint fragrance. Following the scent, I saw a sea of ​​chrysanthemums coming into view.

This sea of ​​chrysanthemums is like a colorful painting unfolding before our eyes.

These chrysanthemums are not as delicate as those in spring, nor as hot as those in summer. They stand proudly in the autumn wind with a sense of indifference and tenacity, colorful and beautiful. White chrysanthemums are pure as snow, yellow chrysanthemums are brilliant as gold, and purple chrysanthemums are deep as night.

Each flower has a unique posture and charm, as if showing people the beauty and tenacity of life.

Murong Zixi noticed that there were some talented men and beautiful women admiring flowers in the distance. She stopped and watched them from afar.

Some of them were reciting poems and painting, some were playing the zither and singing, and some were dancing. Their figures complemented the Wanhua Mountain in autumn, forming a series of moving pictures.

The talented man and the beautiful woman were both surprised when they saw them. King of War?

They all saluted Jun Feimo from a distance. Knowing the temper of the King of War, they did not dare to step forward to disturb him.

All the women looked at the War King and lowered their heads shyly. When they saw the woman next to the War King, they all started to discuss in a low voice, who was the woman next to the War King?

Some envious and jealous eyes were directed at Murong Zixi.

Jun Feimo noticed her look and frowned, "Xi'er, there are many precious flowers in Wanhua Mountain, and the scenery is pleasant. These talented men and beautiful women like to come here to recite poems and write couplets."

Murong Zixi nodded and said, "This place is indeed suitable for reciting poems and painting."

Jun Feimo looked at Murong Zixi with a smile, and there was a hint of tenderness in his eyes.

He wanted to be alone with Xier, and didn't want these people to disrupt and disturb them.

"Xi'er, I know there is a quiet place in Wanhua Mountain, which is even more beautiful."

Murong Zixi asked curiously: "Oh?"

Jun Feimo's mouth corners slightly raised, a smile flashed in his eyes, and he said softly: "I will take you to see it!"

Murong Zixi nodded and said, "Okay."

Qian Mengyao had been following them from a distance. Jun Feimo suddenly stopped, narrowed his eyes, and said in a cold tone: "Tianyi, go and drive away the annoying flies."

Tianyi answered respectfully: "Yes."

Then Tian appeared in front of Qian Mengyao in an instant and said coldly: "Please stay away from my prince!" After that, he quickly disappeared from the spot.

Qian Mengyao was startled by Tianyi's sudden appearance and then sudden departure. Looking at their departing backs, hatred surged in her heart and she stomped her feet in unwillingness, but she soon regained her composure and turned to go towards the group of talented men and beautiful women.

Murong Zixi raised her eyebrows and said teasingly as she walked: "Zhan Wang really doesn't understand romance. Such a delicate beauty has become an annoying fly in Zhan Wang's mouth?"

Jun Feimo looked at her, his eyes were deep and focused, his voice was hoarse and magnetic, and he said slowly: "In my eyes, there is only Xier."

Murong Zixi's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. This abominable man was really good at teasing people! His deep eyes like stars attracted her like a magnet, making her intoxicated by them involuntarily.

At this moment, Murong Zixi kept reminding herself in her heart to stay sober.

This man has a noble status and will be surrounded by beautiful women in the future. As a modern killer, she must not fall into an emotional vortex because of a momentary impulse.

She told herself that in this strange world, she must live a wonderful and free life and not be easily moved by emotions.

After all, the world is so vast, and there are countless beautiful sights waiting for her to explore. How could she trap herself under a tree?

Murong Zixi tried hard to calm herself down. She walked to a high slope and looked into the distance.

The mountains in the distance were rolling, the autumn was in full swing, and the leaves were dyed with colorful colors, like a colorful painting. She quietly appreciated the beautiful scenery in front of her and felt the wonders of nature.

Gradually, her mood became as calm as water, and her originally restless heart was soothed.

At this moment, Jun Feimo suddenly appeared beside Murong Zixi, and there was a hint of subtle frustration in his eyes.

He had never thought that he could not impress this woman. For Jun Feimo, this was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

However, it was this feeling of frustration that made him want to conquer her even more.

"Xier, come this way."

They continued along a quiet path until they came to a peaceful corner.

You can no longer hear talented men reciting poems or beautiful women singing here. It is very quiet here, with only the gentle breeze and the rustling of leaves.

It is surrounded by blooming flowers, colorful and fragrant.

"It's here." Jun Feimo said softly.

Murong Zixi couldn't help but sigh: "It's so beautiful!"

Suddenly, Jun Feimo and Murong Zixi's eyes became alert.

Murong Zixi joked: "It seems that being with the King of War is not safe. If you are not careful, you will be implicated."

"Xier, don't worry, I'm here, no one can hurt you."

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