Pei Yao originally planned to stay in Bishui Villa for three days and then set off to return to Beijing, who knew that people were not as good as the sky, after three days, the plum rain continued, and it rained for seven days in a row, not to mention that the banana was bent over, and even people were about to be poured into the sky.

The mountain road is already rugged and difficult to walk, and the heavy rain that has been washed away in the past few days has made it even more potholed and dilapidated. The road surface is like mud, and if you step on it, you may be able to sink your foot in it and not be able to pull it out. It's good if the group walks casually, but this is a welcoming team, how can it be so embarrassing? In desperation, Pei Yao had to stay for a little longer, at least in a clear and cloudless weather, and all those moldy and smelly bad luck would be sun-dried away, and then the road down the mountain would no longer be muddy, and the spirit of the welcoming team would be good, and the footsteps would be fast!

"When does Miss Pei Yao plan to leave?" Qi Feng stepped forward to stop Pei Yao and said politely.

After Mu Chuyu's vague lesson last time, he obviously restrained a lot, and his attitude towards Pei Yao was much more polite.

"It just cleared up yesterday, let's wait for two more days!" Pei Yao squinted at the sun shining in the sky.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Qi Fengsu repeatedly responded and agreed, but he didn't dare to linger longer, so he walked away obscenely with his tail between his legs.

Ever since Qi Fengsu was unruly to her that time, Pei Yao looked down on him even more in her heart, and a little good impression of his appearance was also lost in her heart.

Song Keci originally wanted to invite Mu Chuyu to teach her swordsmanship, but the heavens were not beautiful, so she invited Mu Chuyu to taste tea instead. Miss Song's idea can be described as Sima Zhao's heart, and everyone knows it! What's more, it's Mu Chuyu, who has read countless women?

Locked in the house of Yichun Pavilion, I listened to the lingering sound of rain for seven consecutive days, and the fragrance of soil and leaves, and tasted the Biluochun concocted by Song Keci himself. Maybe it's because they've been together for a long time, and the two of them have gradually become in love, Mu Chuyu no longer feels that the tea ceremony is boring, and even feels that the truth from Song Keci's mouth is extraordinarily beautiful, even if the rain is pouring outside the window, there is a warm little sun in the house, she stays at home but seems to have experienced all kinds of situations in the world, and all the stories can be summed up with a cup of tea.

In addition to explaining the knowledge of the tea ceremony to Mu Chuyu, Song Keci would also ask Mu Chuyu for some sword moves of the blue water sword and the daily preferences of the ladies in the capital.

On this day, the weather finally cleared, and Mu Chuyu took Song Keci to appreciate the tenderness of the water drop stone wearing the blue water sword. When Mu Chuyu hugged her waist again,

When she wrote on her back in the dancing water curtain, "I want to make Zixia with a sip of annoyance, I want to resist the wind and make Zixia", Song Keci felt that her body was as soft as water, and Mu Chuyu, who had been supporting her behind her, was her soul, invading her body drop by drop, enriching her heart and concretizing some illusory floating emotion.

After the dance, Song Keci and Mu Chuyu stood looking at each other, and they were speechless for a while under the Qionghua tree.

Mu Chuyu noticed that Song Keci's eyes contained a thousand words, and he was waiting for her to speak.

The words that have been entangled in my heart for countless sleepless nights of tossing and turning, lingering in my throat and hesitating, spitting out? Or swallow it?

"Brother Mu, in two days, I will take a sedan chair to the capital......" Song Keci's words trembled on the tip of his tongue, and his nose instantly became sore. If it weren't for those eyes looking at Mu Chuyu firmly and expecting an answer, it is estimated that there would be mist at this time.

"I-I know!" Mu Chuyu didn't think that such an accident would happen on this trip to Bishui Villa, Song Keci was his accident, and he accidentally stole her heart.

A few crystal tears appeared from the corners of Song Keci's eyes, and his eyes were hazy. This- is this his answer?

Seeing that the sadness in her heart was about to overflow, Mu Chuyu finally said a promise that she would not regret in this life: "Keci, don't worry!" I won't let you marry that embroidered pillow Qi Fengsu, he doesn't deserve you! ”

Song Keci burst into tears and laughed, probably because he was afraid that he would not look good when he cried and laughed! She plunged into Mu Chuyu's arms. Mu Chuyu's lowered arms couldn't bear to struggle, and raised his hand to hug her tightly.

Emotional moments are often the most vulnerable.

Therefore, Mu Chuyu did not perceive a wisp of mixed emotions of happiness and sadness outside Yichun Pavilion, he stood there for a long time, unwilling to disturb and then drifted away.

When the morning light was faint, Mu Chuyu hummed a little song from Yichun Pavilion and returned to the annex of the guest room, but just after stepping on the fifth stone steps and was about to push the door in, Pei Yao stood behind him coldly.

There was a "snap" on his shoulder, which frightened him into turning around and taking two steps back, slamming the door open, and staggering a few steps on the floor before he sat down on the pouf, his back against the edge of the round table.

Pei Yao stepped into the threshold in three steps and two steps, cautiously closed the door with her hands behind her back, and stared straight at Mu Chuyu with a pair of smart eyes, her eyes revealing a slight seriousness, staring at Mu Chuyu's heart.

"You ......" just opened a word, and was interrupted by Pei Yao unexpectedly...... Why did they always speak at such a coincidental time?

"Did you have a good time last night?" The serious eyes instantly changed to a cheerful painting style.

She approached Mu Chuyu and stood beside him, leaning her back on the edge of the table, clasping her hands in front of her chest and squinting at him, her tone was meaningful.

Mu Chuyu was stunned for a moment before answering her: "What nonsense are you talking about?" Probably to prove that he was sitting upright and not afraid of shadows, he deliberately straightened his spine and bravely looked at Pei Yao.

Pei Yao staggered his eyes that wanted to cover up, bent down and sniffed his clothes, then straightened up, poked his collarbone and said, "You smell yourself!" What kind of smell are they, and dare to quibble that there was no overnight Spring Festival last night? ”

Mu Chuyu really picked up his clothes and smelled it, I don't know if he was weak-hearted, he really felt that he smelled the aroma of tea on Song Keci's body...... Silence was acquiescence, he pursed his slightly dry lips, looked up and explained word by word: "Pei Yao, I-I did stay in Yichun Pavilion last night, and I did sleep in the same bed with Keci!" But! Be! We didn't do anything! After all, she is still a big girl with yellow flowers, how can I spoil others? I'm just sleeping with her in my arms! ”

Pei Yao patiently listened to his explanation, and replied casually: "I'm talking about the sour smell of love......"

Mu Chuyu: "......"

Tricked? Before Mu Chuyu could regret his impulse, Pei Yao turned her face and put her palm on his neck. Of course, there is a silk needle between the fingers. She glared at Mu Chuyu angrily and said, "Do you know that you are playing with fire?" Duan Liling, you don't play, you play Song Keci? ”

Mu Chuyu's breathing was a little short, and he hurriedly explained: "Nothing really happened between me and Keci!" His neck twisted slightly as he spoke.

"Don't move!" Pei Yao's cheeks were already holding back the sunset from anger, "I warn you, my silk needles are coated with poison!" If you move, you'll see blood in your throat! I'm not good at kung fu, and my hands are unsteady! You know that! ”

Mu Chuyu was so frightened by her that she stopped talking: I still underestimate the ruthlessness of Haitang Pavilion!

"You should know that Song Keci is my mission this time! I'm going to send her to Qi Mansion completely! If you get involved with her, you will trap me in injustice! ”

Pei Yao's eloquent words made him uneasy, but he had to explain: "I swear! I really didn't get involved in it! As he spoke, he raised his right hand to make an oath, but his eyes immediately looked at Pei Yao firmly, and said with a hint of apology, "But—even so, I do want to trap you in injustice!" I-I'm not going to let her marry Qi Fengsu! Because of me、That, I like her! ”

Pei Yao's pupils dilated in shock, and her hand holding the silk needle was a little soft: "Huh? That- what do I do then? ”

Mu Chuyu: "Huh? "He's a little confused.

"It's not! I mean, what about my mission? Pei Yao was anxious.

Mu Chuyu has heard of the rules of Haitang Pavilion, every task assigned by the employer must be completed, if it can't be completed, he will have to accept the corresponding punishment when he goes back! For such a mysterious Jianghu organization, the number of punishment paths is estimated to be varied!

"I-or, why don't you take me back to Begonia Pavilion and let me accept the punishment for you?" Mu Chuyu suddenly thought of this way to kill two birds with one stone.

"Mu Chuyu", "Begonia Pavilion"! These two words are not interesting when they are separated, but when they are put together, they immediately stir Pei Yao's sensitive nerves.

"Where can it be so easy!" Pei Yao immediately retorted, and the tip of the cotton silk needle was less than an inch away from Mu Chuyu's smooth neck.

"And what do you want to do?" Mu Chuyu's sideburns finally oozed a drop of sweat, and the coolness of the silk needle gradually thickened.

"One for another!"

Mu Chuyu didn't react to the meaning of this sentence: "Me? Dowry? ”

Pei Yao gave him a roll of the eyes without hesitation: "Tell me about the Soul Guard!" You can take Song Keci away! ”

Mu Chuyu: "......" are waiting for me here?

"Then you have to tell me about the Begonia Pavilion......"

"You're still bargaining?" Pei Yao's breathing was rapid and heavy, and Mu Chuyu was always worried that he would die if he made a mistake again.

He sighed when he thought he was unlucky, and explained the Soul Guard in a few words: "The Soul Guard is a terrifying assassination organization in the imperial court today, and his mystery is about the same as that of the Begonia Pavilion. On the one hand, the emperor initially established this organization to help him eradicate those party leaders who opposed him, disagreed with his political views, and hindered his efforts to change the law and become stronger, so as to enrich his wings and promote the art of conquest. On the other hand, it is to assassinate some corrupt officials who cannot find substantial evidence, so as to eliminate harm for the people and share worries for the emperor! But in recent years, the organization has slowly infiltrated the rivers and lakes...... It is said that in some sects of the rivers and lakes, there are detailed works of the Soul Guard......"

"Ahh Dead man—come on! The noise outside interrupted the "transaction" between the two.