"The moon is falling and the sky is full of frost, and Jiang Feng is sleeping. Hanshan Temple outside the city of Gusu, the bell rings in the middle of the night to the passenger ship. Mu Chuyu looked at the cool river bank with the beating flames, and improvised a poem.

"Why do you want to pretend to be a poor scholar?" Pei Yao couldn't get used to seeing him pretending.

The words are not speculative for more than half a sentence, and the two of them lifted their eyelids at the same time, and no one paid attention to anyone. Pei Yao covered the quilt tighter, turned sideways to face the wood, and didn't bother to look at him with her spare eyes. Mu Chuyu continued to look out the window, took out a piccolo from his sleeve that he didn't know where to find, and blew it on his own.

Pei Yao: "......"

Forget it, think of it as a lullaby! Pei Yao's clenched little fist in the quilt loosened as the sleepiness became thicker, and she turned over and lay flat, her breathing slowly smoothing out and even.

The prelude in Mu Chuyu's song is very cheerful, but the further it goes, the more sad it becomes, the end note is very slow and long, and the lingering aftersound is like lovesick tears on the face of a beauty, I don't know if it is touching the scene or unbearable loneliness?

He and Pei Yao spent seven days together on the boat, except for quarrels and quarrels between the two, and they hated each other, and there was no trace of tenderness and sweetness. In Mu Chuyu's eyes, the verdant mountains and green trees on both sides, the peaks and white clouds of different shapes, the sun at different heights, and the receding water ripples under the boat...... These are much cuter than Pei Yao.

The boat finally landed, Pei Yao and Mu Chuyu said goodbye to the old boatman and continued to walk towards the mountain.

What made Mu Chuyu feel puzzled was that Pei Yao had been smirking alone since she went ashore, although it was a silent laugh, but it still disturbed Mu Chuyu's mind to concentrate on climbing.

After staying on the boat for seven days, Pei Yao had to murder Mu Chuyu for seven days! Although Mu Chuyu did make her annoying, it was not to the extent that she would resist every word he said...... Everything is just because in her eyes, Mu Chuyu is already a real "stinky hooligan", just in case she is poisoned by him, she only thinks of going against him to ensure her perfect body!

It's only to blame that she doesn't know Mu Chuyu well enough, because Mu Chuyu won't attack two kinds of women, one is a non-Qinglou woman, and the other is an ignorant little girl.

And these two points Pei Yao accounted for all in his heart.

"What are you smiling at?" Mu Chuyu didn't want to open his mouth to make himself bored, because he might be scolded again for his nonsense, but he still couldn't help the curiosity that was overflowing along the way.

"Laugh at yourself for being too smart!" Pei Yao's eyes bent even more, and her smile against the light became brighter.

"Huh!" Mu Chuyu didn't bother to pay attention to her unbelievable answer, turned around and continued to walk forward, the corners of her mouth that were touched couldn't hide the smile in her heart.

When they came to the gate of Bishui Villa, two rows of men wearing small felt hats and short dark gray cloth clothes stood straight with long swords in their hands. It's not like the people of Bishui Villa, so it's not to mention welcoming them.

In the middle of the gate stood a man dressed in brocade robes, with a long sword with a blue and ruby scabbard on his waist, which he had specially bought for pretense, because the height at which he hung his sword was slightly lower, and it was not convenient to draw it.

Seeing Pei Yao and Mu Chuyu coming towards each other, he smiled and said, "Presumably this beautiful girl is Miss Pei Yao, the master of the Begonia Pavilion of Begonia Pavilion!" ”

"Let Qi Gongzi wait here for a long time, the little woman is really embarrassed!" Pei Yao replied with a fist.

She saw a man standing under the four painted characters of "Bishui Villa" from afar, and knew that it was Qi Fengsu. Because she had written a flying pigeon biography to him before leaving Suzhou, telling him that if the wind and water were smooth, and the heavens were beautiful, he would be able to reach Bishui Villa today.

"My father spent a lot of money to invite people to help in the Begonia Pavilion, and of course the contemptible people didn't dare to slack off!" His body leaned forward slightly, and polite words came as soon as he opened his mouth. Don't look at Qi Fengsu, his lips are red and his teeth are white, his eyebrows are clear, and his bones are still engraved with the cunning and copper stench of businessmen.

Pei Yao could only clench her fists and smile silently.

"Ahem!" Mu Chuyu coughed twice with his right hand half-covering his mouth, which was to remind them: There is still a handsome and dashing and graceful beautiful man standing here, don't wait to see it!

"Who is this?" After Qi Feng heard the sound, his body naturally and smoothly turned to Mu Chuyu.

"Under Mu Chuyu!" Mu Chuyu returned the salute with satisfaction.

"It turned out to be Mu Gongzi, the eldest son of Master Mu! Look up for a long time, look up for a long time! Qi Fengsu looked flattering, and his head was almost as low as Mu Chuyu's chest.

Pei Yao wondered in her heart: How could Qi Fengsu's first reaction be "Master Mu's eldest son"? And not the famous "jade-faced sword god"?

It turned out that Qi Fengsu was a businessman, and the businessman had interests with the rivers and lakes and the imperial court, but obviously the identity of the imperial court was more noble.

She subconsciously glanced at Mu Chuyu's waist again: Huh? What about the Spirit Snake Sword?

Pei Yao covered her mouth with her backhand and whispered in Mu Chuyu's ear, "Where is your sword?" ”

"In the clothes!" Mu Chuyu lowered his head and said in a suppressed voice.

"So soft?" Pei Yao felt that the Spirit Snake Sword was magical.

Mu Chuyu was stunned: "......" How did you hear this strangely......

Qi Fengsu led the two to the front hall to meet with Song Yidu, the owner of the young village, and the protagonist of the escort, Song Keci, and Miss Song.

Mu Chuyu had already looked at Song Keci silently before tasting the tea with low eyes, and the slightly bitter tea slid down his throat, leaving a faint aftertaste on the tip of his tongue. This Miss Song looks like Lu Shang! Mu Chuyu reminisced about the fragrance of tea, and her eyes stared fixedly at Song Keci's blue light gauze skirt, as if it was not the fragrance of tea but the great beauty in front of her that lingered in her mouth.

"I wonder how you feel about the taste of this freshly picked tea?" Song Yidui put down the teacup and asked with a smile. The corners of his eyes showed faint fine lines, which made him look slightly vicissitudes when he was about twenty years old.

"It's a little bitter!" Pei Yao smashed it, smashed it, and said it bluntly.

"Bitter and sweet!" Mu Chuyu came back to his senses and corrected Pei Yao's inappropriate words.

"Hahaha! Miss Pei Yao is really fast-talking! Song Yiwan shook his head with a smile, and his pearl-colored teeth were exposed under his wheat-colored skin, which made Pei Yao feel that his whole person was a water mussel essence.

Still, he smiled cutely! It's a little serious when you're not smiling!

It was probably Song Yidu's laughter that infected Song Keci, and she couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, but when she noticed that Mu Chuyu and Qi Fengsu were looking at her together, she immediately put her hand back on her thigh, and returned to her unsmiling appearance, but it was a blush from her ears to her cheeks.

"By the way, dare to ask the young owner, why haven't you seen the old owner?" Mu Chuyu suddenly realized that from the time he entered Bishui Villa to the present, not to mention that he hadn't seen Song Xiang, he hadn't even heard from others.

As soon as Song Keci heard this, she immediately exposed her nervousness, her fingers clenched into fists, and she clutched her skirt tightly.

"Oh - my father is sick, so it's not convenient to see guests! Thank you for your understanding! Song Yidui was obviously much calmer than his sister, and he said apologetically.

"I see, but it's abrupt! Please tell the old owner for me, and the younger generation wishes him a speedy recovery! Mu Chuyu clenched his fists in return, but his afterglow had already noticed Song Keci's abnormal behavior, and he expected that there must be some ulterior secrets in it!

"Definitely, definitely!"

Song Yiwan arranged Pei Yao and Mu Chuyu in the same courtyard as the welcoming team, and the guest room of the two was only separated by a wall, and Mu Chuyu could clearly hear the sound of Pei Yao pacing in the room.

Why are these footsteps getting louder and louder? Mu Chuyu closed her eyes, felt the faint aroma of the tea under her nose, and listened carefully to Pei Yao's movements with her ears sideways.

The teacup in his hand was rudely snatched away, and he opened his eyes suddenly, and the tea had already flowed into Pei Yao's stomach.

"It's still bitter!" Pei Yao pursed her lips and said in a tangled way.

"Don't you knock when you come in? On a dark and windy night, what is your intention in trespassing into a man's room? Mu Chuyu was unwilling to make the tea herself, but before she could taste the first sip, she was preempted by a little girl who recklessly broke in, and pointed at her and shouted dissatisfiedly.

Pei Yao's eyes glanced at the door and took it back, stuck out her tongue and quibbled: "You didn't close the door again!" ”

"You!" Mu Chuyu thought that arguing with her was not beneficial to herself, so she had to smooth her temper and said, "What are you doing here?" ”

Pei Yao hurriedly hooked a bench on her toes and sat down, propped her head, and looked at him with clear eyes: "I have insomnia!" Blow a tune! ”

Mu Chuyu: "......"

During the seven days on the ship, there was not a moment when I smiled at me, but still used my music for hypnotism? Mu Chuyu felt that she had been insulted invisibly.

"Don't blow!" Mu Chuyu propped her head like Pei Yao and said arrogantly.

Pei Yao seemed to have thought that Mu Chuyu would react like this, but there was no trace of sadness on her face, but she said in a consultative tone: "It's okay!" It's okay if you don't blow it! Then you can chat with me! I can't sleep! ”

Mu Chuyu: "......"

"Okay!" Mu Chuyu looked like a "sacrificing his life to accompany the gentleman", while pouring tea for Pei Yao, he said briskly, "Then we will replace the bar with tea!" What do you want to talk about? ”

"I ......" Pei Yao's eyes looked up, her fingers picking her chin, and she was searching her intestines to find a topic.

"That's right! Do you think that Miss Song Keci Song looks like whom? It was Mu Chuyu who opened the conversation before him.

Pei Yao thought for a moment about what she did just now, shook her head innocently, and jokingly said: "Song Keci is the number one beauty in the rivers and lakes!" ”

Her implication is that if such a beautiful girl is like her, then how can that woman like her be nameless? If that woman is famous, then how could Pei Yao not have heard of it?

"Don't you think she looks like Lu Shang?" Mu Chuyu said seriously, and then took a sip of the tea in the cup.

"Oh-" Pei Yao's tone was meaningful.

She carefully recalled Song Keci's appearance in her mind, and found that it was really a little similar to the Lu Sheng she played, but the key thing that came to mind was: It seems that "Lu Shang" fascinated Mu Chuyu a lot! Sins, sins, sins!