After this period of adjustment, Song Keci's complexion was much more ruddy, and although her complexion was already very good, she still lay on the bed unhappy all day long, letting Mu Chuyu and Hexiang take turns to accompany her.

At noon on this day, Mu Chuyu waited for Song Keci to finish eating, and then stood on the porch and wandered, the sky was as blue as a wash, there was no trace of wind, and the golden sun was lazily hiding behind the thin clouds.

He looked around, his eyes flashing, and a figure in the corridor was fleeting.

His disdainful eyes drifted over, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and he secretly thought: The personal guards sent by Master are really thoughtful to me!

"Young master, Hexiang is going to boil medicine!" After serving Song Keci, Hexiang went out and said to Mu Chuyu.

Mu Chuyu nodded in agreement, and she ran away with small steps.

"Eh, wait!" Mu Chuyu suddenly thought of something and stretched out his hand to stop her.

"What does the young master command?" Hexiang turned around and asked stunned.

"Come here!" Mu Chuyu saw that there was no one around, and beckoned her to come closer.

After Hexiang ran to him, he lowered his head and whispered a few words in her ear.

"Huh?" Hexiang's face was a little embarrassed.

"Ahhhh Snapshot I say do it! Mu Chuyu nudged her back, and Hexiang had no choice but to run outside quickly.

Mu Chuyu kept smiling at the back of her leaving, and then walked back to her room humming a little song.

He wandered around the edge of the bookshelf, frowning impatiently.

When he was approaching, Hexiang walked in with a graceful smile, leaned forward uneasily, and said, "Young Master, they are here!" ”

Mu Chuyu closed the book with a "snap", put it on the bookshelf at will, and called: "Don't let them in yet!" ”

Not long after, seven women dressed in different races lined up in front of Mu Chuyu's eyes.

He sat halfway on the desk, raised his eyebrows and looked at the seven women, all of them according to Mu Chuyu's instructions: wearing a waist-length skirt with flowing sleeves, a waist-length veil on his head, a veil of the same color on his face, a flower on his forehead, and a small burden on his hand.

The small baggage was full of rouge, gouache and clothes.

"Did you make it clear to them?" Mu Chuyu clasped his hands to his chest and said to Hexiang.

"Young master, rest assured, Hexiang has explained it clearly to them, and when he entered the house, he also told the housekeeper that the young master invited these dancing girls to dance at home!" Hexiang nodded earnestly and replied.

"Let's get started!" Mu Chuyu got down from the desk and walked straight into the bed.

One of the dancing girls stepped forward again and again to hand over the baggage, and Hexiang handed it to Mu Chuyu and lowered the curtain for him. Another dancing girl sensibly sat down at the piano table with her guqin in her arms, her jade fingers plucked lightly, and the sound of the piano was melodious and pleasant.

Not long after, Mu Chuyu had already changed into women's clothes and put her men's clothes into her baggage.

After he opened the curtain and walked out, he turned around elegantly in front of the girls, and said beautifully: "How is it?" Look! Not bad! ”

The girls nodded their heads in praise, and their laughter was as clear as silver bells.

He sat triumphantly in front of the bronze mirror, turned his head and asked, "Who of you is coming?" ”

A dancing girl stepped forward dignifiedly, and under Mu Chuyu's instructions, she put the burden on the table, and after opening it, it was full of cosmetics. Mu Chuyu held his breath, carefully feeling the dancing girl draw on his face, and his demeanor was so gentle that he was so comfortable that he was about to fall asleep.

"Mu Gongzi, it's already done!"

Mu Chuyu tilted his head to the bronze mirror and admired it for a long time, and said with satisfaction: "Thank you for your hard work!" ”

The dancer in makeup leaned down and retreated.

He Xiang stepped forward to put on the veil for him and tidied it up, while Mu Chuyu put on the veil herself.

He took the lead in the front, and when he passed by the piano case, he turned to the woman who was stroking the piano and said, "You don't have to play!" Just sit and lie down here, and you can get out of this room after dark! ”

"The little girl understands!" The woman lowered her eyes and nodded gently.

Mu Chuyu walked a few steps and stopped to turn around, not forgetting to tell Hexiang: "After I leave, you must take care of Miss Song!" ”

"Slave understands!"

Under the cover of the remaining six dancing girls and Hexiang, Mu Chuyu slipped out of the Taishi Mansion smoothly, he first went back to Wanhualou with these women, changed into men's clothes inside, and then found Hexiang's sweaty BMW in the backyard, and then went thousands of miles to Suzhou.

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The Lantern Festival is the most romantic festival in Suzhou. On this night, the streets of Suzhou are staggered with lanterns, people come and go, and the night sky is like day.

Shen Xiaoxun rented a painting boat with a lot of money, and drank and admired the moon with Pei Yao on the deck.

"You're beautiful tonight!" Shen Xiaoxun Void toasted her with a glass of wine.

"Thank you, Brother Shen!" Pei Yao's heart was sweet, and she spent a lot of money to grab this water-pink pleated skirt.

The colorful riverbank is like a long colorful dragon, and the riverbank is bustling. The center of the lake was relatively quiet, and the two chatted a few words, and Pei Yao was attracted by the lotus lanterns on the lake, she got up and went to the bow of the boat to squat, looking at the floating lanterns with great interest.

Shen Xiaoxun soon squatted beside her, and he smiled and said, "Let's also put out the lanterns, and make a wish by the way!" ”

"That's great!" Pei Yao nodded vigorously, and her eyes turned into crescent moons.

Shen Xiaoxun asked someone to send two lanterns in the shape of begonia flowers, he chose one with a brighter color and handed it to Pei Yao, the two bent forward, slowly put the lanterns on the surface of the lake, and sent them to float away with a gentle push.

Immediately, they folded their hands and closed their eyes to make a wish.

"What is your wish?"

Shen Xiaoxun asked this question, so that she opened her two eyes one after another, looked at her playfully, pursed her lips for a moment and said, "My wish is to know who Brother Shen's future wife will be!" ”

Shen Xiaoxun laughed silently after hearing this, staring helplessly at the sparkling lake in the distance.

"Seriously! Brother Shen, what kind of woman do you like? Pei Yao looked at him earnestly and curiously.

Shen Xiaoxun sighed, crying and laughing: "Why are you interested in these things about me?" ”

"So—I'll ask you another way!" Pei Yao adjusted her squatting posture, hugged her chest and rested on her knees, and pretended to think for a moment before saying, "You-uh-huh-who did you see on the Sansheng Stone when we went to Penglai Mountain?" ”

The smile on Shen Xiaoxun's face instantly stiffened, and the corners of his mouth twitched shyly. He pursed his lips and looked at the lantern in embarrassment, but he couldn't help but look at Pei Yao's reaction.

Pei Yao always felt that there was a vague affection between herself and Shen Xiaoxun, and that affection was not obvious from beginning to end, until the moment Shen Xiaoxun staggered her eyes, the cinnabar mole on her forehead began to sting again. She felt as if she understood something......