Who is the hero and who is the beauty?

Mei Ziyan thought depressedly when she dragged Mu Cheng ashore.

The rain was still heavy, and the autumn wind rustled the wild paulownia trees by the lake. Mei Ziyan knocked on the door of a house breathlessly, and finally someone opened the door with an oil lamp, it was an old man in his fifties and sixties, looking at a man and a woman in front of him who were wet and shaped like water ghosts, and asked in surprise: "Are you——"

"Uncle, our brother and sister encountered wind and rain in the lake and unfortunately fell into the water, my brother is not familiar with water sex so he fell into a coma, please stay overnight......"

The old man let them into the house and shouted into the house, "Old woman, make two bowls of ginger tea!"

After a while, a kind-faced old woman took a set of dry clothes and handed them to Mei Ziyan, saying, "The house is simple, you may have to spend the night in the firewood room tonight." I will ask the old man to pad the grass for you, and the young couple will spend the night. ”

"Uh-that, we're brother and sister," brother and sister don't want to get along with him, okay?!Mei Ziyan scolded in her heart, "Don't misunderstand, old man." ”

"It's all the same, it's all the same. The old woman smiled on her face, "Don't be embarrassed, this moon shines on the lake, usually many lovers who are separated by the family make an appointment to come to the lake, and the old man and I don't know how many times we have seen you like this." Besides, you're a good match for that young man......"

Mei Ziyan touched her face and sighed, what should I do? The disfigurement powder is not easy to use without a skin mask, and it is easy to fall off when it is touched by rain and salt water. At the moment, she didn't bother to explain more to the two old men, and was busy going to see Mu Cheng's situation.

He lay quietly on the thin haystack, his handsome face frowning slightly. Mei Ziyan originally wanted to hide underwater to scare him, but she didn't expect him to really jump down, let alone that he didn't drowning due to illness, but because of drinking. After dragging him to the shore and squeezing out the water in his lungs, he was still unconscious.

She can only wait for the rain to stop now, and as soon as the rain stops, she will sneak away. Tired and hungry, she sat in the corner of the firewood room, leaning her head against the wall, thinking that she would only rest for a while......

Who knew that something would eventually happen after this short while.

She didn't know why she fell next to Mu Cheng with her eyes squinting, and she didn't know if it was because of the cold or because of habit that she pulled the thin quilt on Mu Cheng's body, but she actually shrank into his arms and slept looking for a heat source.

When he opened his eyes, he was shocked that something was wrong, the neckline of Mu Cheng's coarse cloth clothes was scattered, and a large white chest like jade was exposed, and his face was nestled against it......

She fearfully removed her hand on his waist, leaned sideways and carefully moved out of his sensing range, and just when she thought she could breathe a sigh of relief if she was about to retreat smoothly, she realized that his face was actually resting on the ends of her black hair.

I pulled it hard, but I didn't move. It's no wonder that no matter what the pillow is, it will be crushed all night. Mei Ziyan couldn't help but think of the allusion of Emperor Han Ai who was sleeping with his sleeves pressed by the favored servant Dong Cheng and couldn't bear to wake him up and disturb a picture of a beautiful man's spring sleep and waved his sword to cut his sleeves.

However, as far as the eye could see, there was only a blunt chai knife hanging on the wall, and she couldn't imagine that the moving scene of a beautiful man's "broken sleeves" and "hair cutting" was completed by a chai knife......

Why did she think about it? If she hadn't been in such a daze, she would have found that Mu Cheng's clear eyes had already opened and looked at her, with a little confusion and a hint of doubt, thinking that she was still in a dream; her head was a little painful, and the woman in front of her who was only wearing a white middle coat and black hair was like a waterfall was a stone's throw away from her, and her breath smelled each other.

Her skin was as white as the finest mutton fat, her face was delicate and beautiful, her cherry lips were slightly open and red, and her brown eyes were like the best wine, and she was plain and facing the sky, but she had another swaying color—he seemed to have seen her, but he couldn't tell where it was.

Now that it was so ambiguously close, she didn't realize that the mountain rain was coming......

"Who are you?" he began, his voice hoarse, "where is this?"

Mei Ziyan's fugue was interrupted like this, and when her consciousness returned, she realized that Mu Cheng had woken up, and Mu Cheng was looking at herself - his hand had even touched her face, and his slender and hard fingerbones gently rubbed her lips, and then closed her eyes and lowered her hand, and said to herself:

"It wasn't a dream......

Mei Ziyan was furious, daring to harass the boudoir woman like this just to determine if she was dreaming?! She was about to push him away hard, but he Huo Ran opened his eyes and stood up and walked out, Mei Ziyan subconsciously grabbed his sleeve, but was violently hooked by weeds and branches under his feet, so the whole person rushed forward, and again, gorgeously, threw Mu Cheng to the ground.

It's not the first time she has fallen, the key is that before she fell, she successfully ripped off Mu Cheng's already loosely worn clothes.

Gorgeously pounced on a half-naked man, in the humble firewood room with a firewood knife and straw hat, Mei Ziyan swore that this time was definitely different from the last time, this time it was passive!

Mu Cheng snorted, his chest was painful, the soft body of the woman on his back pressed him impartially, he gritted his teeth and was about to turn over, but at this time, the door of the firewood room creaked open, the dazzling sunlight shone in, and two wrinkled surprised old faces came out like this.

"You—you—" The old woman was speechless in astonishment.

"You guys, you go on—" The old man put down the two bowls of porridge in his hand and pulled the old woman to leave, and did not forget to turn back and say:

"Young man, just drowned, don't be too intense, it's better to eat something first, or you'll have a stomach cramp at that time...... Old woman, tell you not to look at what else you are looking at!"

"What, old man, that posture looks like we haven't tried before......"

"Who said that, old man, I must have been better than this guy before, and your old memory is also broken......"

Mei Ziyan had been completely petrified, so she was unexpectedly pushed away by Mu Cheng. He blushed, grabbed his shirt and put it on, and said viciously to Mei Ziyan:

"I don't know who you are, and I don't care who you are, whether men and women kiss or not, I warn you not to lean over again!" he said as he strode open the door and walked out, shouting behind the two old men:

"Please stay, two of you. When the two of you rescued me last night, I don't know if you also saved a woman with a scar on her face and a sallow face?"

The old man turned around and looked at Mu Cheng strangely, while the old woman shook her head and said no. Mu Cheng's face suddenly turned snow-white, and he ran towards Zhaoyue Lake without saying a word.

Mei Ziyan lazily leaned on the edge of the firewood door, looking at Mu Cheng's figure, a smile on the corner of her lips, boundless pleasure.

It seems that Mu Cheng is not nervous about himself at all.

She walked over slowly, and when she was a foot behind him, she saw Mu Cheng squatting on the ground squeezing an embroidered shoe in his hand.

Her embroidered shoes.

She walked up to him, crouched down, and spread her palms, meaning to ask him to give her her shoes.

He frowned, and a trace of anger rose in his deep pupils, meeting her clear brown eyes.

There was a sound of horses' hooves behind him, and a person shouted in the distance: "Third brother, I finally found you-"

Mu Cheng just stood up quietly, still holding the embroidered shoes in his hand and not letting go. The woman seemed dissatisfied, and pursed her lips a little angrily, and her appearance was cute and hateful at the same time.

More than a dozen palace guards dismounted with Mu Yu, and Mu Yu walked to Mu Cheng's side, and a trace of surprise flashed when his eyes swept over Mei Ziyan. Before he could speak, he heard Mu Cheng say in a deep voice:

"Send a signal to summon fifteen water demons to illuminate Moon Lake. "To live is to see people, and to die is to see corpses.

Mu Yu was stunned, "What is the third brother looking for?" Before Mu Cheng could speak, two more horses galloped behind him, Suzaku and the dumb slave got off their horses, and Suzaku hurriedly said:

"Shizi, were you with Yan'er last night?"

"You want the water demon to come to Zhaoyue Lake to find Mei Ziyan?!" Mu Yu finally reacted, "That hateful woman is drowning?!"

Contrary to Suzaku's shocked face, the dumb slave stood in place with a calm expression, and the black-haired woman with a brown coarse cloth coat on her body fell into his sight in a dignified manner, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but then there was a sudden wave of loss.

After all, she still let him see her appearance. Why, do you really like him?

The abominable woman drowned. Mu Cheng didn't know why he didn't have the schadenfreude of Mu Yu in his heart at all, he obviously wanted to kill her, hated her and gritted his teeth, why was he so sad that she disappeared now?

If she hadn't come to Zhaoyue Lake by herself, she wouldn't have been so poor - this should be the reason why she was sad. He thought he couldn't escape the blame.

The embroidered shoes in Mu Cheng's hand were gently held. Mu Cheng was about to have a seizure, only to hear her say:

"Persimmon, do you want me to walk back barefoot?"

The sound is not loud, crisp and pleasant, like a mountain spring.

Mu Cheng's eyes widened, as if she had been struck by a muffled thunderbolt, and she said again:

"Isn't it, do you like to see people's bare feet?"

Mu Cheng's face was red and white, and there seemed to be an undercurrent of anger in the inky black pupils staring at her:

"Mei, Zi, Yan?!" he gritted his teeth and spat out the words. This damn woman has always been disguised, how dare she fool herself for so long?!

The crowd around him was shocked, especially Mu Yu, who almost couldn't close his jaws.

"Persimmon, there's still a shoe missing. She said sadly, looking at Mu Cheng pitifully.

For a moment, Mu Cheng felt that his heart was swaying, and he subconsciously set his eyes on the lake...... However, when he came to his senses in the next second, he was enough to describe himself in a fit of anger - Mu Cheng, how can you be confused by beauty?!

"Who the hell are you?!" he asked with a sneer, "Why did Yi Rong sneak into the palace and deceive everyone?"

She smiled, revealing a shallow crescent-like white arc of teeth, and looked at him with great seriousness:

"Mei Ziyan is here for Mu Cheng alone - Lang Yan is unique, there is no other in the world, why, Mu San Gongzi doesn't feel that he has the capital to be loved?"

Mu Cheng's heart jumped uncontrollably twice, and his brain was dizzy for a moment - he took a deep breath to suppress this extremely uncomfortable feeling, his expression was still cold, and he laughed:

"The lie is repeated a second time, and you think someone will believe it?"

"So you remember when I confessed to you?" Mei Ziyan blinked, her eyes full of smiles.

Mu Cheng's expression at that time was like swallowing a frog alive, and he turned around angrily and said to Mu Yu:

"Lock people up in Mu's Internal Affairs Office, if you can't ask about the past and future, send people to Tanglin Prison!" glanced back at Mei Ziyan, "Some people have thick skins that they can't even boil boiling water, I don't know if she is afraid of the torture tools in Tanglin Prison?"

"Third brother-" Mu Yu shouted angrily, he originally wanted to tell him that Shen Biyan did not have a concubine yesterday, and Emperor Mu Yao actually made her a female official in the imperial study.

Here, the dumb slave walked over, took the embroidered shoes in Mei Ziyan's hand, pulled her to sit on a raised stone slab next to her, squatted in front of her and pinched her left ankle, she was stunned, and looked at him inquiringly: "Dumb slave?"

He gently put his shoes on her feet, and said in sign language, "Don't say that a third time." ”

When Mei Ziyan was stunned, he tore off a piece of cloth from his clothes, neatly wrapped the foot without shoes, and said:

"Girls, don't let other men see their feet. ”

Looking at her, her eyes are still faint, but there is an irrefutable momentum. He got up to lead the horse, and she reacted suddenly, and said loudly behind him: "Stinky dumb slave, you dare to teach your aunt and me, when did you learn no big or small...... By the way, what about my headband, why don't you give it back to me?"

"What headband?" the mute slave looked back at her, looking innocent.

Forget it, she hung her head in frustration, she couldn't care about him.

At this time, Mu Yu grabbed Suzaku, who was about to walk towards Mei Ziyan, and asked in a deep voice, "Suzaku, you must know who she is, right?"

Suzaku said: "I only know that Yan'er is King Shou's person, as for her origin, you can ask King Shou yourself." ”

"Uncle Shou Wang went to Dongzhou, if you don't want to say it, then don't blame me, you know the Tiandu Tanglin Prison," Seeing Suzaku glaring at him, he sighed and said: "You refuse to cooperate, the third brother forced me again, and Uncle Wang will reprimand me again when he comes back later...... Listen to the Vermilion Bird steward of Fenglou, if you hadn't blocked all her origins, how could my people not find out?"

Suzaku looked at him with a smile, "What are the four sons going to do?"

"I have no choice but to invite Dr. Mei to sit in Mu's Internal Affairs Office. ”