Chapter 22:

The corner of his mouth chuckled: "Aren't you scared that your legs are weak?"
I immediately retorted: "I don't have weak legs."
He shook his head: "Open your eyes and tell nonsense."
I said: "I, I didn't open my eyes and talk nonsense."
He looked at me so much in his spare time: "Then run two steps and show me."
I say:"……"
Mu Yan was right, I was opening my eyes and talking nonsense.
I was so scared that my legs were soft. The steps I took in the critical moment just now were just extraordinary performances. Everyone has their own weaknesses, my weaknesses are wolves and snakes. It was just a little hurt when Mu Yan said it bluntly.
Because of this, my legs are so weak that I look weak, and I don't want to be looked down upon by him. If Jun Wei came to ask me, I would answer him ferociously: "My old lady just has a weak leg, what do you want my old lady?"
But Muyan is different, I just want to show him my best side. This is as simple as not wanting the sweetheart to know that you actually want to go to the latrine. But having said that, I really don't have to go to the latrine.
Being immersed in sadness, he heard "offended" in his ear, his body suddenly lightened, and he was hugged by Mu Yan volleyed. I don't know who took a breath, and the surroundings were extremely quiet, and this breath was particularly clear. And when I looked up, I only saw the moonlight in the sky. Although he hugged me horizontally, he still walked leisurely, without any cumbersome appearance, just when he passed the neatly kneeling black man on the ground. Wei Wei stopped.
Everyone bowed their heads, and Mu Yan's voice rang lightly in the open mountain: "Know what a guard is? Your sword must be drawn in front of me, this is my guard."
The voice was faint, but the people in black who were kneeling on the ground swept their heads deeper. This is the majesty cultivated over the years by those who have been in high positions in the court of the nobles. The reason why I am not surprised is that there are also ears and eyes in Weiwang Palace. Just like my father, although he is really weak in governing the country, he can still use this kind of majesty to successfully intimidate his wife...
Just thinking about it, unexpectedly raised his head, and found that a man in black who was kneeling in the middle suddenly stood up and pulled his face along the sideburns. I didn't react, I didn't know what the situation was, and asked Mu Yan in a daze, "What is he doing?"
He glanced at me: "What do you think?"
I asked and answered: "Looks like I'm talking about a human mask?"
As we talked and asked, the man in black pulled off a thin human skin mask from his face and exhaled twice: "I am smothered." I looked at her carefully and was surprised to find a dull mask underneath. She actually hid the girl's face, a pretty face.
Mu Yan raised his eyebrows and said indifferently: "I also think they have become more and more ineffective in recent days, and they were surprised when they dived all the way. It turns out that you were dragged down."
The girl didn't care at all, and she leaned forward with a smile on her face: "Actually, it's no wonder they are qualified to be your guards if they pull their swords in front of your brother. Given this requirement, few people can be your guards that day. Hmm, show me this in your arms. I thought you were very infatuated with Qin Ziyan. Is this my future sister-in-law? Have you finally put down Ziyan? Hey, sister-in-law? Are you my sister-in-law? This is Mu Yi. What is your name..."
I trembled and pressed my lips, Mu Yan lowered my head to interrupt her: "Afu is still a little girl."
Mu Yi confided: "Then you are to Ziyan..."
I listened to their conversation, and my heart sank for a while, but Mu Yan and I were close to each other, and I didn’t notice any special reaction when he mentioned Ziyan, but it is also possible that others reacted and I didn’t feel it. To. After all, most of my feelings have disappeared, and the remaining ones are really not sensitive enough.
Mu Yan didn't answer, but just glanced at the man in black who was still kneeling on the ground, and said, "Go back to the camp first."
He hugged me and walked ahead. The others followed. Being able to be carried back by him like this, I should feel that I have earned it, but I still can't restrain the sadness in my heart. I still remember the purple smoke. I thought, why didn't I find him earlier.
The moonlight spilled in from among the leaves, and the area was mottled and haloed, as if it had been carefully cut by a knife. I held back for a long time. I felt that the corners of my eyes were red, but only a few mosquitoes came out. I said: "That girl is not good, she wants to kill you, don't like her."
Mu Yan lowered his head slightly: "What?"
I sniffed, but lost the courage to say it again, and looked up at the sky: "Nothing, you see, the stars are so round tonight."
After a long while, Mu Yan said: "What you said...maybe the moon..."
The birds returned to their nests, the night was as cool as water, and all living creatures were lost. Walking among the rugged mountains, they seemed very lonely without speaking. After parting with Mu Yan, there is nothing to say about this journey. After thinking about it for a long time, only the story of Thirteen Months is more confusing and tortuous, which can be regarded as a new thing and slowly told him on the long mountain road. In fact, I haven't understood why Thirteen Moon committed suicide until now, and I have become more and more confused. When I tell this story, the ending is vague and hasty, but Mu Yan's focus is obviously not on the ending.
"You mean, as long as you choose to stay in the Huaxu realm that you wove for them, no matter whether the subject is alive or dead in the fantasy realm, in reality, she can't escape the fate of the soul returning to Hengtian?" He Weiwei He lowered his head and asked me, because I was facing the moonlight, I couldn't see the expression on my face, but the black hair was brushing on my cheek, and I imagined that the catkins might be itchy.
The camp in Muyan’s mouth is located in a wide mountain col. Basically, we actually walked a long way to get here, but I only think that the road is too short, which proves again that the theory of relativity is not nonsense. It is conceivable that this road is With Jun Wei, I must feel that the journey is far away and I must fall asleep halfway through.
I slept in a tent with Mu Yi tonight, but I had to wait until she fell asleep before I dared to sleep peacefully, because I was afraid that she would find a dead person lying beside her. But Mu Yi couldn't understand my painstaking effort and insisted on sitting with me in front of the tent and watching the stars.
From her mouth, she knew that to be able to meet Mu Yan here tonight, it really wasn't a fate to meet him for thousands of miles. It was just that he had dealt with some of the changes at home and took the route to Bishan to return to his mansion away from home. When I thought about it, I felt a little relieved. It seemed that he was living separately from his parents. But thinking about it again, I think I really think too much.
I hesitated to look at Mu Yi, who was beaming in the moonlight, and asked the question I had always wanted but no one answered: "Your brother, how old is he this year? Married, have you married yet?"
Mu Yi was stunned for a moment, held up the tea cup in front of him, put it to his mouth, and looked at me cheerfully, "Well..."
I think the beads on my chest are touching my throat.
She took a sip of tea and continued to look at me cheerfully: "Well..."
I want to pinch her to death.
In the meantime, she drank two more sips of tea, slapped her lips back, drank two more sips of tea, and slowly said, "Never."
I silently controlled my paw not to stretch it out, but she leaned forward enthusiastically: "What are you asking about this?"
I coughed twice and sat back a bit: "It's nothing, I have a sister, I want to tell your brother."
She looked at me with bright eyes.
I covered the corner of my mouth and coughed again: "Really."
She held her head and smiled and looked at me: "Brother, he admires you very much. In our country, Chen Guo, the beautiful girl who yearns for brother can hold Wucheng around Wucheng. He never looks at them. Today you With bad legs and feet, my elder brother actually took the initiative to do your convenience. If Chen Guo's girls who yearn for him found out, you would be beaten to death by them."
Not to be outdone, I said calmly: "There were many people who longed for me in the past. They had to line up from the street to the end of the street in front of our house." Of course, half of these people came for money and the other half. The right comes, needless to say.
Mu Yi blinked: "Wow, then you and my brother are still right."
When I heard her say this, I was actually a little happy in my heart, but still said quietly: "Don't talk nonsense, doesn't your brother already have a sweetheart, that girl with purple smoke..."
She was interrupted by a wave of her hand, and shook her head, saying, "She is out of play. Since she dared to assassinate her brother, she will not be my sister-in-law's blessing in this life."
I wondered: "Could it be that you only engage in underground love?"
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Mu Yi laughed loudly: "You are so funny, I tell you, if something like this happens, my father can't allow my brother to marry Ziyan, besides, my brother, Feng Yue, etc... …"
Before he finished speaking, he said as if thinking of something: "Speaking of which, Afu, you have to really care about your brother. Compared with Ziyan, there is a woman you want to remember."
She put a smile away and looked at me: "My brother is the only woman he respects in his life. You must have heard of the martyred young daughter of Gong Qianwei, and the famous princess Ye Zhen of Wenchang."
Mu Yi talked about the incident, only half a year ago, but it was like a lifetime. Under the melting moonlight, she held a white porcelain cup and frowned in memory of her thoughts: "I didn't see that scene. I only heard that Wei Guo hadn't rained for a long time. When Ye Zhen died in the country, it rained heavily. Everyone said that it was God’s sorrow and tears for Princess Wenchang. It was said that it was a city wall of hundreds of meters. Ye Zhen jumped off when he turned over without any hesitation. Even the soldiers of Chen Guo I admire her for her decisiveness. My brother called Ye Zhen the peerless, saying that for so many years, Dachao had separated and combined, and only such a princess who died because of the society had emerged. If she was not a daughter and was not so young, she should do it. It's a big deal. I also feel a pity, saying that Ye Zhen is beautiful and knowledgeable. He should have gone down in history with his talent, so he went so early. I hate being born in the emperor's house..."
I said: "You said so much, but you actually want to say..."
She put down the cup and scratched her head: "Ah... yes... what did I just want to say?"
I caressed my heart, unable to feel the sound of my heartbeat. For a long while, I said: "I was born in an emperor's house. It should be like this. I have enjoyed so many privileges since I was a child. I must bear the responsibility. Ye Zhen also died well. Seeking her things, doing her way, taking her responsibility, the people of the world will support her, not to mention the people's worship, not to say that it is hateful to be in the emperor's house, but to bear the responsibility of the body, but to say that it is hateful to be in the emperor's house, if so, It's really hateful."
After finishing speaking, I feel that our topic is developing in a more advanced direction, so I quickly rein in the cliff.
I said, "Where are we talking?"
Opposite Mu Yi stared at me blankly: "I don't know..."
In fact, I don’t need to sleep, just like I don’t need to eat, drink, go to the toilet, or wear clothes... I still have to wear clothes. When I live to my level, I basically regard these as interests. If you are interested, you can find something to eat, sleep, and go to the latrine, although it is destined to not come out...
Anyway, as long as there are shark beads, everything can be purified, including the drowsiness that should have sprouts at this time, including a small tomato that looks sour and loses before Mu Yi's face was eaten half a moment ago. In short, there is no inconvenience, everything is much more convenient.
We both sat with big eyes and small eyes for a long time. After all, Mu Yi was defeated and yawned and opened the tent to sleep. I caress my heart, still can't feel any sound, but my heart is very sweet.
Mu Yi said that his brother admires me very much, and I have heard a lot of similar things, but I always felt that the person who admired me for jumping off the building was really sick, or he was forced, because the one who is really worthy of admiration should be in troubled times. A hero who has endured forever, the winner is the king and the loser. I am just a loser. I am dying for the country. It is worthless. I can't wait for the immortal to turn the tide. After all, I have more than my heart and insufficient strength. Of course, those brothers and sisters who are still alive without being martyred are even more useless, but only 50 steps and a hundred steps, everyone is useless, and there is nothing to make fun of each other.
The sky is high and the earth is far away, and the mountains are endless. I got up to move my muscles and bones, and turned my head to look, but I saw a tent in the distance, bowing my head and fiddling with something, a small bonfire in front of me, surrounded by boundless night , His long posture was reflected in the slight firelight, and it seemed that he was also involuntarily sleeping.
I think this is a good time for two people to be alone, should I rub it over or not.
In the process of thinking, it has already passed three steps and two steps.
This behavior is really not shy. Jun Wei has told me many similar stories. In the story, the ladies who meet the admiring men are "stealing incomparably shy", so that they can arouse pity, but I really can't comprehend what is meant by "stealing incomparably shy", and Whenever he encounters Mu Yan, his hands and feet are always one step faster than his brain.
I leaned over: "What are you doing?"
The carving knife in his hand slowed down: "Carve a gadget to pass the time." After speaking, he looked up at me and frowned, "Aren't you going to sleep? It's so late."
I didn't want to sleep at all, and I didn't want to sleep even when I saw him, but I couldn't say so plainly, and squatted twice, squatting on the side watching his slender fingers cling to the carving knife to draw a stroke on the jade material.
After a long while, Mu Yan suddenly said: "By the way, my jade finger is still with you, right?"
I shook my head: "Dang it."
He stopped the knife: "Did it?"
I lowered my head and pretended to study what he had carved, and the mosquito grunted, "Yeah."
He didn't speak any more, and continued to concentrate on the carving knife and the formed jade material in his hand. Soon, a little tiger came alive in his hand. I praised from the bottom of my heart: "It's so beautiful." He held the little tiger in his hand and turned it around at random: "Really? I originally planned to use this to replace my jade finger."
I thought for a while, and silently took out the red stringed finger from the neckline and put it in his hand, and silently took the jade-carved little tiger that was just released.
He froze for a moment.
I said: "This tiger is obviously more expensive, I still want this."
Actually it is not. I just think that the finger is a dead thing, but this tiger was carved by Mu Yan himself. Although it was not specially carved for me, there is only one piece of Quan Da Chao. I will treat it as if he carved it by himself. Give it to me, when I think about it, my heart will be much warmer. But still a little unwilling, he leaned forward timidly: "You, can you revise this little tiger?"
He looked at the little tiger I handed over: "Oh, where do you want to modify? Eyes or ears?"
I sat upright in front of him: "Look, can you modify it to look like me?"
Mu Yan: "..."
After all, he has a pair of skillful hands. Not only does he play the piano well, but he also carves these little gadgets. There are half lotus flowers all around, colorful and red from the fire. His eyes swept over and looked at me. At that time, it made people feel that the end of the world was quiet, and the mountains and white plum blossoms were all over the place, but I could no longer smell that smell.
He smiled: "If you want to sculpt like you, then you have to take off the mask, otherwise how do you know that the one I sculpted is you?"
My heart trembled, my throat choked, and I shook my head.
He said softly: "Why?"
I touched the mask on my face and shrank back: "Because, because I am an ugly girl."
I met him for the first time and he was only fourteen years old. At that time, the baby face was not yet childish. When he was the best looking seventeen years old, he did not even let him see the last face. Until today, this long line grows on his forehead. Scars, in any case can not let him know. I looked at my fingers, the first time I was so depressed because of disfigurement. I want to show him the best me, but the best me is dead. A tear came from under the mask. I lowered my head and sniffed. Fortunately, he couldn't see it.
I slept well this night holding the little jade carving that Mu Yandiao gave me. Until the middle of the night, I don't know who wakes up. Opened his dazed eyes, rubbed it through the mask, then rubbed it again.
Flower to the waning moon, the person who gave me the jade sculpture smiled slightly under the moon: "Don't rub it."
He stretched out his hand to pull me up, and the wide sleeves fell beside me: "Come on, let's hurry and leave."
I squinted at him, just like seeing a who appeared at first sight, carefully, not even letting go of his faint smile in the blink of an eye, and I said, "Where to go?"
He cast his eyes down at Mu Yi, who was lying next to me, and said unhurriedly, "Didn’t you say that you still have doubts about Mrs. Zheng Guoyue's matter? Let's go to Zheng State to solve this matter, maybe even halfway through it. I can meet Brother Jun and Xiao Huang.
After a pause, he said,
Don’t worry, my guards won’t be able to wake up for a while. They will be cumbersome to follow. We rushed all night to get rid of them, and we will be relaxed all the way. ."
I handed it to him, and thought for a while, "I still have to leave a letter after all, lest they worry about it."
He lifted me up lightly: "It's not a big deal. I have often left home alone since I was twelve. They should be used to it."
I took care of the skirt on my body and was a little worried: "But, but I just followed you like this, is it an elopement?"
Mu Yan: "..."
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