Shen Moyi was very melancholy.

What she had been fearing for a long time happened. Her nightpot was gone.

It was a bolt from the blue! She has a sore back and weak legs now, and it is difficult to get out of bed, let alone open the door, there is no night pot, what can she do when she goes to the toilet! Not to mention asking people to help, she can't afford to lose this person!

So when Ye Ying came to see Shen Moyi, the latter had a bitter and hateful face, although he couldn't see it, he could feel the low pressure of his own lady.

"Did anyone you off?" Ye Ying touched her face a little weakly. Sure enough, his cheeks were bulging, and he was angry.

Shen Moyi said: "You." ”

Ye Ying was silent for a moment: "Next time I'll ...... Try to bear with it. ”

Shen Moyi was drinking water, and almost flashed his tongue when he heard the words: "Who told you this?" ”

Ye Ying was a little dazed: "It's not this, what is it?" ”

Shen Moyi was indignant: "It's my night pot that was stolen!" ”

The night pot was stolen? That's a big deal. Ye Ying, who was born as a local tyrant, waved his hand: "Master, don't be too anxious, that night pot is nothing." ”

Shen Moyi huffed: "It's nothing? ”

Ye Ying said: "It's nothing, I made a dozen for the master." ”

Shen Moyi: "......, it's really nothing. "You say, that man will take the stolen night pot and come to you to make a weapon?"

This question...... Ye Ying pondered for a moment: "I don't know either. But...... I don't think so. ”

Shen Moyi was curious: "Huh? Why? Didn't he steal this thing just so that he could have the materials to make a peerless weapon? ”

Ye Ying: "......" However, what he stole was a night pot......

He almost changed Shen Moyi's Xuanjing utensils in a room, and it was not without the slightest defense, and he also planted a lot of dark lines around Liumoju, so even if someone wanted to steal the things in this room, it would be even more difficult. Only the night pot, which is taken out from time to time for cleaning, is more likely to be stolen, but ......

Even he himself was very resistant to re-smelting the Night Pot, and the one who stole it ...... It must take courage to use it.

At this time, the thief who had succeeded in stealing was sighing and melancholy at the same time.

What I feel is that the Tibetan Sword Villa is really too rich, and even the night pot is actually made of Xuanjing, can this guy be a little more extravagant?

The melancholy thing is that this night pot is really made of Xuanjing! You can't make such a good thing, but you actually make a night pot to come out! Isn't this a psychological shadow for people to hold? You don't need to say anything in the future to fight, take this out and smoke it, maybe the enemy will be smoked......

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After this incident, the name of Ye Ying, the owner of Zangjian Villa, who favored his wife, completely spread all over the rivers and lakes, and countless people flocked to Zangjian Villa, hoping to be a toilet pourer, and everyone in the villa was overwhelmed.

Especially Shen Moyi.

It seems that everyone knows that Ye Yinghao is the heroine who spends a lot of money to ask for a smile from a beautiful woman, and after she goes out, there are always people who come up to offer courtesy. Shen Moyi's skills in dealing with people are a little weak, and every time he pushes Ye Fei out, the latter hates her so much that he turns around and knocks her a lot of things.

However, this method is fundamentally a symptom but not a root cause, and it can prevent seven or eight, but not seventy or eighty.

In the end, after an incident happened, Ye Ying completely dispelled the idea of adding Xuanjing supplies to Shen Moyi, and changed all the things in the room, which seemed to return to the previous low-key, but if someone with a heart really studied the market price, they would find that in terms of value, these things would not be worse than the previous batch of Xuanjing goods.

Shen Moyi didn't know how to do it, but she understood Ye Ying's thoughts, and she couldn't do anything else except sigh.

She suddenly remembered what happened when Ye Ying was fourteen or fifteen years old.

At that time, Ye Ying hadn't confessed her thoughts to her, but she was kind to her in a corner. At that time, I looked at the trivial requests for Anxin, but now that I think about it, it is probably a young man who has just started to love and wants to declare his feelings, but he can't express it, and he has a clumsy love letter that is entangled.

There is also the box of rouge that I received very early, but I learned very late how he sent it, and I learned that it was palpitations at the time, and now that I think about it, the way this person likes people is really simple and rude for ten years.

Ye Ying hugged her from behind, her chin rested against her hair, and a light aroma of herbs reached her nose, Ye Ying took a deep breath, feeling that the fatigue of working and forging swords in the past few days had been swept away.

"What is the Master thinking?" Ye Ying's deep voice sounded in Shen Moyi's ears, pleasant like a musical instrument and a song.

They rarely tried to hug at this angle, Shen Moyi's heart couldn't help but move, and then he couldn't help but start beating wildly, and when he jumped, he shouted with a shout, I like it, I like it, I like it......

Barely controlled, Shen Moyi opened his mouth with a little dryness: "It's nothing, just think about it, the letters you will write to me." ”

Ye Ying's whole body froze: "...... What letter? ”

The corners of Shen Moyi's mouth hooked: "That's it, you three times a day, at a fixed time, in the morning and dusk, the letter of the province!" ”

Ye Ying's ears turned red: "I...... Forgot. ”

Forgot? Shen Moyi looked at Ye Ying playfully. I'm afraid he hasn't forgotten this expression, but he probably doesn't know how clear it is. It's just that many words at that time seem too naïve and trivial now, and I think it's too shameful to look back on the black history of the past, and I don't want to admit it.

"But I haven't forgotten." Shen Moyi said with a smile, "Seriously, there are some things I like a lot." Don't let me think about what you said. ”

Too much time has passed, even at that time, Shen Moyi had read it many times as a bedtime reading, and now I have almost forgotten the original sentence, but I still remember the meaning to some extent.

Shen Moyi said: "I remember you said, according to my appearance, pinched a sheep?" ”

Ye Ying: "......"

Shen Moyi was a little reluctant when he thought about it: "Hey, why haven't I seen it, the one you pinched?" ”

Ye Ying: "...... Not good-looking......"

Shen Moyi was stunned for a moment and didn't hear clearly: "Huh? ”

Ye Ying's shoulders loosened, as if she had been opened, and the whole person collapsed on her back and said to herself: "It's not good-looking, when the cook shows me the steamed one the next day, the whole thing collapsed, and I ...... Eaten. ”

Shen Moyi: "Poof......"

Ye Ying was even more cowardly.

Shen Moyi couldn't help but smile: "I'm sorry, I didn't hold back." ”

Ye Ying: "......" might as well not say it.

Shen Moyi slowed down, turned around, and stuffed himself into Ye Ying's arms. Even she was a little ashamed of what she was going to say next, so she wouldn't be more or less timid.

"Actually, I know you want to be nice to me, so buy this and buy that, and use Xuanjing to make it bigger and smaller, but ...... You know, I think the best things I've ever received in my life are the letters you've written. ”

Every word is sincere. Compared to others, it may seem a little thinner, and even the utensils that Ye Ying built by himself are more laborious than these things. But it is even more precious to let a reticent person say what is in his heart.

Ye Ying wrapped Shen Moyi tightly, leaned over and said in her ear: "What if Ye Ying writes a love letter for her master?" ”

There is a plane tree in the courtyard, which was planted by the hand in the year when the master left, and it is now lush and verdant. All he could do was to hold hands with his master under the tree until the snow fell all over his head.