Yelu Yuanchen sighed, wiped the blood stains on his forehead that were slashed by Mo Xi's sword, and no longer had any extra words, stood up, and prepared to leave.

But at this moment, Mo Xichao said lightly: "Don't worry, except for the Emperor of Dashang, who wants to kill you, no one else can kill you." ”

Just this sentence made Yelu Yuanchen very excited. turned back to Mo Xichao and said, "Thank you." ”

Mo Xichao didn't speak, still looking at the secret record of the exercises in his hand.

Yelu Yuanchen looked at Xiao Bodhisattva, saw that she had no intention of leaving, and knew that she and Mo Xichao had other things to say, so he left alone.

In the study, there were only two people left, Mo Xichao and Xiao Bodhisattva.

Mo Xichao sighed, put down the Demon Sect Technique in his hand, and said, "Do you have anything else?"

Xiao Bodhisattva smiled: "I want to chat with you, can't I?"

Mo Xichao said: "I have nothing to talk about with you." ”

Although the tone was still cold, there was no initial unkindness, which made Xiao Bodhisattva feel extremely happy, and said: "But you just said that it was because of my face that you let Han Damu and the flower girl go." ”

At this moment, Xiao Bodhisattva is bright and moving, and there is no longer the previous grievances and sorrows. It was as if her whole body had come to life.

Mo Xichao sighed, feeling a little helpless. shouted to the outside: "Uncle, make a pot of tea." ”

Serim, who was not far from the study, hurriedly said "Hey!", and ran to make tea happily. The dog prince and the flower girl are both gone. Only the Bodhisattva Niang stayed, and the young master wanted to drink tea with the Bodhisattva Niang. It's a joy to behold. Old Serim thought to himself.

In the study, Mo Xichao said, "What do you want to say?"

Xiao Bodhisattva said: "You don't hate me, do you?"

Mo Xichao said calmly: "Don't hate, I have never hated the Xiao family." ”

Xiao Bodhisattva said: "You hate the imperial family, right?"

Mo Xichao sighed and said, "Hate, hate to the bones." ”

Xiao Bodhisattva said a little gloomily: "I hate it too, I can't wait to let the Yelu clan all die." But I can't hate him, because he saved me. If it weren't for him, I would have died. ”

"I will never forget that when I was about to be killed by the Leather Room Army, Han Damu's thin body desperately suppressed me, and shouted at the Leather Room Army: 'If you want to kill the Bodhisattva, kill me first!' ”

Speaking of this, Xiao Bodhisattva's eyes were filled with tears, and he said, "Han Damu, I hate him and love him. I hate his last name, but love his people. I can't love him because of his last name. A, thank you, thank you for helping Han Damu, he is really pitiful. ”

Serim carried a teapot and two tea bowls into the study. After giving them tea, he sat in the corner with a smile. At this moment, his heart is warm.

Mo Xichao smiled and said: "What does it have to do with me when you say this? If you want to marry Yelu Yuanchen, then you can go and marry, what does it matter?"

Xiao Bodhisattva said: "But the Xiao family ......"

Mo Xichao interrupted: "There is no Xiao family, there is no Xiao family." The Xiao family is dead, so you don't have to bear anything for the Xiao family anymore. It's right to make yourself happy, and since you have affection for Yelu Yuanchen, then marry him. ”

Xiao Bodhisattva said: "But now, the Xiao family has you." ”

Mo Xichao shook his head and said, "My surname is Mo, Mo Shiyu's Mo." It's not Xiao Changge's Xiao. The Xiao family has nothing to do with me. I hated Jerod only because they killed my mother, not because they destroyed their descendants, that's all. Hope you understand. ”

With that, the atmosphere fell silent again.

Serim felt that the situation was a little embarrassing, so he said: "What does the surname Xiao have to do with the surname Mo? The old slave feels that whether it is surnamed Xiao or surnamed Mo, it is close to the blood of the young Bodhisattva Niang and the young master. ”

The atmosphere of silence opened here, and Xiao Bodhisattva's face was plain and clear, and he said, "Uncle is right, at least I am close to you in the blood." You can call Mo Ximing or Xiao Wuregret, in short, you are a person with similar blood to me. But now I'm worried about you! Do you know?"

Mo Xichao chuckled nonchalantly, "I have something worth worrying about." ”

Xiao Bodhisattva asked a little angrily: "Don't treat me as a fool, what are you planning to do?"

Mo Xichao smiled and said, "What do you think I'm planning?"

Xiao Bodhisattva said: "You must know that the women of the Xiao family have never been stupid, they have had Xiao Yanyan's amazing talent, and they have also had Xiao Guanyin's general knowledge. So, don't take me for an idiot. ”

"I've been looking at your two chessboards for the past few months, and they're so chaotic that they seem to have splashed two black and white pieces at random. But it's placed in the middle of the pack. Not even a single grid line was missed. I don't believe you if you don't know how to play chess, because when we were kids, you and I talked about it many times.

"So I conclude that your chessboard is not simple. ”

Mo Xichao said half-truthfully: "It just boils down to the bottom line, and it's not a clever means." It's just that I'm afraid that others will see the truth and the truth, so that's why it's like this. ”

Xiao Bodhisattva chuckled and said, "I knew it would be like this, what you did so carefully, does it mean that you are in great danger?"

Mo Xichao sighed as if he was very tired, and said, "Sister, ......"

As soon as he said these three words, Xiao Bodhisattva's emotions were a little out of control, and he said, "What do you call me? Sister? I haven't heard such a title for more than ten years." Thank you, thank you, sorry ......"

Mo Xichao stood up, bypassed the desk, walked beside her, put his hand on her shoulder gently, and said, "Sister, don't talk about this, you know too much and it's not good for you." You can see the use of the chessboard, I should have killed you, but ......"

Xiao Bodhisattva said: "It doesn't matter if you kill me or not, as long as you can be safe, everything is okay." ”

Mo Xi sighed and said: "You are my dearest person, how can I bear to kill you? As you said, these two chessboards are my own plan. ”

Xiao Bodhisattva looked at him nervously, waiting for him to continue.

Mo Xichao said: "But I can't tell you, because it's too risky. So you'd better stop asking, and you'll know when it's mature. ”

Xiao Bodhisattva asked, "What if I insist on knowing?"

Mo Xichao shook his head, and he didn't plan to dwell on this matter.

Xiao Bodhisattva knew that he couldn't ask anything more, so he sighed, changed the topic, and said, "You are very familiar with Li Zhi'an, aren't you?"

Mo Xichao nodded and said, "Not bad." ”

Xiao Bodhisattva said: "Then can you introduce me to him." ”

Mo Xichao frowned and asked, "You want to know him?"

Xiao Bodhisattva smiled: "I like his poems, I like his stories." I like his love affair with the eldest princess even more, so I want to meet him and see what kind of character he really is. ”

Mo Xichao shook his head and smiled: "If you see him, the horror will be disappointed." He's just a frivolous gentleman. ”

Xiao Bodhisattva said: "I don't believe it, how can a gentleman write such a wonderful story? How can he say such beautiful verses? 'The world is safe and perfect, and it lives up to its promise', how can such a person be just an ignorant gentleman? Even if he is a gentleman, he is also a rare genius in the world. ”

After listening to her, Mo Xichao smiled and said: "If Zhi'an is here, he will definitely lead you to be his confidant." Don't worry, if I have the chance, I'll let him know you. Just when the time comes, be careful that he will scare you. ”

This kind of joke made Xiao Bodhisattva very happy, because it meant that the estrangement between the two had all disappeared.

After chatting for a while, seeing that it was not early, Xiao Bodhisattva got up to say goodbye, and did not hesitate to go out to see him off.

When parting, Mo Xichao said to Xiao Bodhisattva, if you are free in the future, you can come to me often, and our sisters and brothers will talk more. If I'm not there, you can talk to Uncle more, he is very lonely and likes to listen to you. You have time to spend more time with him.

Xiao Bodhisattva naturally agreed and left happily.

And after Mo Xichao turned back to the study, his whole face darkened. At this moment, he felt that he was about to vomit nauseously. In front of Xiao Bodhisattva, pretending to be kind and talking about family affection really made him uncomfortable to death.

Sit quietly in the study alone, with your eyes closed, trying to calm yourself down.

In the evening, Serim walked in with a food box, with a smile on his face, put the three simple dishes in the food box on the table, and said: "Look at the young master and the Bodhisattva Niang's reconciliation, the old slave really likes it. If the young master is free in the future, he will also go to see the Bodhisattva Niang. ”

Mo Xi Chaoqiang smiled and said: "What Uncle said is reasonable, when you are done with this while, you will go to find the Bodhisattva." ”

Serim sat down, beat his old cold legs, and said contentedly: "This is the happiest day for the old slave in all these years. The old slave can also see that the young master has actually forgiven the Bodhisattva Niang in his heart, but the young master is hard-hearted and hard-mouthed, so he doesn't want to express it. ”

"This is very good, presumably the lady has a spirit in the sky, and she will be happy for the young master and the Bodhisattva. It's the dog prince of the Yelu family, who makes people uncomfortable to look at. If the young master has a chance, let's kill him as soon as possible. He is not worthy of the Bodhisattva. ”

Mo Xichao nodded and said, "I take care of these things." Uncle doesn't have to worry about it. ”

Serim sighed: "If the old slave is a few years younger, it would be fine, so that the matter of killing the dog prince would not have to dirty the young master's hands." ”

While eating dinner, Mo Xichao said, "Uncle should not talk to her about these things when he talks to the Bodhisattva in the future." Save her from worrying. ”

Serim snorted and said, "The old slave will understand." ”

At this moment, Mo Xichao felt the loneliness of the so-called before. Now there are some things that even this old servant who has been loyal to him cannot say.

After dinner, Mo Xichao put away the Demon Sect exercises written by Hua Baifeng, got up and went out, and headed in the direction of Jing'an Hou's Mansion.