Mu Chuyu was wrapped in a quilt and couldn't chase out, so she had to watch Pei Yao slam the door and leave.

He ran to the bed with small steps, picked up the brocade clothes and put them on three times and five by two, and after tidying up a little, he was finally well-dressed and human-looking.

But when he opened the door and rushed out, he could still see Pei Yao's figure, and the corridor was filled with the noise of Yingying Yanyan and the strong smell of wine.

"Slow down!" Mu Chuyu stretched out his hand to block and helped a stumbling drunk. If it weren't for his "uneven road", the old man with a white beard would have to fall and eat.

"Thank you, thank you!" The petite woman, who grabbed the old man's arm with one hand and wrapped the other around his bucket waist, gasped and thanked him.

Looking at the struggling and shaky back of the old and the young, Mu Chuyu couldn't help but shake his head and sighed: "Eighteen brides and eighty langs, pale hair and red makeup. The mandarin ducks are packed into a double night, and a pear blossom presses the begonia! It's a pity, it's a pity! ”

After sighing for a moment, turning around and going downstairs, Mu Chuyu mysteriously ran to Song Ma's back and gently patted her shoulder.

"Ouch hey! Mu Gongzi! Are you trying to scare me to death? Mother Song was stunned for a moment, clutched her chest, and shouted with fluttering eyes.

"W-what about that, Miss Pei Yao?" Mu Chuyu asked with a calm smile, without the slightest sense of apology.

"Miss Pei Yao?" Mother Song felt that this question was simply inexplicable to her, "How do I know where she is?" She's not in your room? When she said the last sentence, Song Ma showed the usual evil smile in Fengyue place.

Mu Chuyu sighed lightly, pursed her lips and said helplessly: "She's out!" ”

"Then I don't know...... We people here only pay attention to those men who wear gold and silver, who cares about a girl? After Mother Song threw out this sentence, she walked forward a few steps with a smile, and pounced on an uncle who had just entered the door, "Oops! Zhao Gongzi, you are here, our Xiaohong here wants to kill you! The silk handkerchief she held in her hand kept sweeping over the face and clothes of that Zhao Gongzi. Mu Chuyu was completely left aside.

"Why is Mu Gongzi standing here alone? These sisters are too ignorant! Zi'er naturally took his arm, and her coquettish voice made people's hearts tingle.

Mu Chuyu grabbed Zi'er, looked at her soul-soothing eyes condescendingly, and said with a wicked smile: "You are still a little beauty, you are more sensible!" ”

Zi'er enjoyed the comfort of being hugged by him, lowered her eyes, half-covered her mouth with a handkerchief, and smiled sharply.

Mu Chuyu quickly looked around, and saw that there were many people here, and besides, it was the territory of Haitang Pavilion, so acting at the moment would inevitably arouse suspicion. Let's explore it again in the evening!

His thoughts had just stabilized, and he immediately bent down and hugged Zi'er, Zi'er was so frightened by this unexpected behavior that she snorted, and Mu Chuyu's face was full of stinky hooligans who wanted to live and die: "Zi'er, do you want the master to let you not survive and die?" ”

Listening to this peerless beautiful man's mouth say such a flirtatious word to himself, his body had already softened, but Zi'er still begged for mercy in a timely manner: "Zi'er is wrong! Zi'er is wrong! Mu Gongzi is dying! Haha-"

Mu Chuyu carried her up to the second floor as light as a swallow, and spun into her room as lightly as a needle from the crowd.

Mother Song glanced at Mu Chuyu's fleeting figure and then withdrew her eyes without a trace, and served the guests faithfully.

The gentle countryside was clouded and rainy, and the hot flashes were mixed with the sound of wheezing.

"Zi'er, have you heard of Begonia Pavilion?" Mu Chuyu suddenly whispered in her ear.

Zi'er's forehead and sideburns were full of sweat: "Huh? She snorted.

"Begonia Pavilion!" Mu Chuyu repeated it again, this time speaking more calmly and loudly.

Zi'er adjusted her breath, skillfully pulled her sideburns with her hair, propped her head sideways, and said with a smile like a flower: "Begonia Pavilion? Of course I've heard of it! ”

She twisted her posture slightly, caressed Mu Chuyu's face like Fu Fan, and searched her mind for the news she had heard about the three words "Begonia Pavilion": "The huge Chunxin Building is not only to greet dignitaries and nobles like Mu Gongzi, but also many people in the rivers and lakes are also frequent visitors here!" So, I've heard more or less about the Begonia Pavilion from them! ”

"Then do you know where the Begonia Pavilion is?" Mu Chuyu answered, looking very serious.

"Where?" Zi'er's eyes flickered slightly, and she lay down again, looking at the cherry blossom-colored bed curtain, and said softly with the same doubt, "Many young heroes on the rivers and lakes have also mentioned this problem, but no one knows its specific location except that Haitang Pavilion is in Suzhou City......"

Mu Chuyu smiled helplessly, never thinking that he would be reduced to the point of asking a woman in a green building...... After thinking of this, he pressed on Zi'er again naked, throwing all the upset things out of the clouds, letting them all go to hell, and he only focused on the beauty at the moment, the joy at the moment!

The sound of dripping "click" is clearer and clearer in the silence of the night, and the occasional sound of insects and birds adds a layer of silence.

In the hibiscus tent, those people who were drunk and dreamed of death were also asleep in a daze, and the snoring of a few big men reached Mu Chuyu's ears through the not very soundproof wall, making him feel slightly harsh, worried that this "thunderous" snoring would wake up the sleeping little beauty.

Now when it happened to be a child, Mu Chuyu was already dressed neatly, slipped out of the room like a breeze under his feet, and gently closed the door.

Even at this time, in the Spring Heart Pavilion, in addition to the noise in the daytime, the extravagance and magnificence are still the same, the lanterns in the corridor are swaying with mystery and romance, and he flashed into Song Ma's room with ease, this is the third time, compared to the previous two cautious and careful, this time it is just a casual exploration...... As always, it was fruitless.

By the fresh moonlight, he stood still in front of a scroll.

The painting shows a cluster of pink begonia flowers, the petals are like the skirt of a girl dancing, and like a pink glow that is not stained with wind and dust; The duck-yellow silk stamens are clear and lovely, like the night stars flashing in the eyes, and a few sparse green leaves are even more verdant, set off just right, so that this begonia flower is about to come out and vivid.

However, Mu Chuyu's attention was more focused on Tang Yin's poem "Begonia Beauty":

faded from the east wind and covered with makeup, poor butterfly powder and bee madness. From now on, who can say that a piece of spring heart pays begonias.

"A piece of spring heart pays begonias!" Mu Chuyu read this poem silently.

This poem is the main reason why Mu Chuyu traveled all over Suzhou City and finally locked his eyes on Chunxin Tower. At the beginning, he was attracted by the word "Spring Heart Building" on the signboard, and felt that there was a wonderful fate between them in the dark, so he naturally associated it with Tang Yin's Begonia poem, and pondered in his heart: Master said that someone had hinted that his Begonia Pavilion was "far away in the sky and close in front of him...... Isn't this Chunxin Building just a trick used by Haitang Pavilion? With the Qinglou that ushered in and sent to it as a cover, I'm afraid it's hard for anyone to think of this!

Mu Chuyu's thoughts flew to the afternoon of the day when Pei Yao came to Chunxin Tower to look for him, if it wasn't for the connection between Chunxin Tower and Haitang Pavilion, why would the people of Haitang Pavilion find him so quickly? People in the rivers and lakes have always fallen leaves with the wind, and the reason for finding him is related to the Soul Guard......

His expression flashed, and a trace of cold murderous aura quickly spread throughout his body from a point in his vest.

The soft sword was pointed at his back, but it didn't even cut his clothes. However, if he dared to act rashly, Pei Yao would definitely use a little more strength, which was shorter than a few feet away enough to pierce his vest.

Mu Chuyu held his breath, the sword had no eyes, he didn't dare to speak casually, what if his body accidentally shook and shook the sword in? It's fine if the person holding the sword is a master of the sword, but ...... What he felt from the little strength at the tip of the sword was that the other party must be a little girl with only ninth-rate kung fu...... Since the kung fu is not good, don't just let the tip of the sword stick to other people's clothes, it's okay to leave a few inches away after a light click, he still dares to open his mouth to whirl...... But now? The thought in her mind is just: This girl can't get home, go back to study for a few years and then come out to walk the rivers and lakes, what if the sword goes crazy?

Why didn't he speak? Pei Yao wondered, how is this different from the usual hostages who were blackmailed? Could it be that he Mu Chuyu is a clear stream in the hostage world, out of the mud and not stained?

Unexpectedly, this girl's martial arts are not at home, even if she misses, she can't hurt me a little, so I simply preemptively turned around and grabbed her sword! Mu Chuyu was practicing in his mind and preparing to exert himself at the same time......

"Mu Chuyu! You're dumb! ”

“……”

Mu Chuyu's body shape and the true qi in his body were already ready to move, but he was forced to suppress by this familiar voice. The whole person is like a ball that has just been filled with air, and when it was about to burst, it actually made people deflated with a needle......

"Can you take your sword away?" Mu Chuyu tried his best to suppress the mixed emotions in his heart, held his breath and gritted his teeth, standing like a pine, not daring to move slightly. On the premise of ensuring that his skin is flawless, he is still reluctant to be scratched......

Pei Yao cooperated with him to pull the soft sword a few inches away from his back, cleared his throat, and reluctantly said righteously: "What are you sneaking into Song's mother's room for?" Don't tell me you covet Mama Song's beauty! I won't believe it! ”

"Are you stupid? I don't believe it either! Mu Chuyu puffed out her mouth, rolled her eyelids, and showed a helpless expression of "talking about the piano to the cow", but unfortunately Pei Yao couldn't see it, "I'm ...... I want to know where the Begonia Pavilion is! ”

He's blunt! His mouth is too loose! He's not stupid!

Pei Yao, who had always looked careless, asked again, "What is your purpose in looking for Begonia Pavilion?" ”

"No purpose, just curiosity! Just like I'm curious about the Soul Guard! Mu Chuyu said that it was neither salty nor light, very calm, and unexpectedly gave Pei Yao the illusion that "the newborn calf does not know the height of the sky".

"So—did you find anything about the Soul Guard?" Pei Yao's eyes lit up and she took advantage of the situation to ask.

"Let's take what we need! You tell me about the Begonia Pavilion, and I'll tell you about the Soul Guard, how about it? He proposed to Pei Yao.

Pei Yao's little head turned and turned over: What happened to Haitang Pavilion? If you say it, you will definitely be picked off by Mrs. Begonia......

"Who?" A lazy voice came from the bed behind the curtain.

Mother Song woke up?