The Ukishengkan did not fall silent because of the bloodshed, on the contrary, because the snow in the city was more lively than before.

It's just that the proprietress Liu Ruomeng has been bedridden since this incident, and the long-awaited Qingchen has not appeared on stage again.

Xun Qingchen's face was injured, and he was afraid that Mo Sheng would be worried and blame himself, so for several days, he covered his face with a thin veil, stayed at home, and did not meet Mo Sheng again.

Mo Sheng has a knife edge on his wrist, and he can't play the sheng song, I don't know what the situation of Qingchen is, so it is inevitable that he is a little anxious.

Xun Qingchen seemed to have guessed Mo Sheng's thoughts, and on the grounds that he could not neglect the distinguished guests, he carefully selected the rare treasures sent by Zhou Zong for a long time, and then selected a box of ox head sandalwood, and sent the beads to Mo Sheng.

"My young lady thinks that her son has been tired so much, and she is inevitably tired and tired. This incense is not only fragrant, but also has the effect of calming the mind and relieving pain, I am specially sent to give it to the son, hoping that the son can live in Situ Mansion! ”

Liuzhu presented the delicate incense box in front of Mo Sheng, and bowed, "If there is any inconsiderate hospitality in Situ Mansion, I still hope that Gongzi Haihan!" ”

When Mo Sheng saw this thing, he knew that Xun Qingchen let him calm down and recuperate, and he also knew that Niu Tou Zhan Tan had always been precious, and if Xun Qingchen could get this thing, he must have survived this turmoil safely according to his plan.

A sparse smile appeared on his lips, the frizzy little girl in the past can now think about the world so carefully, and she has grown up!

Time is such a magical thing that can change people's appearance and their hearts.

"Accept it for the time being, and please thank Miss Situ for her kindness!"

After the beads were gone, Mo Sheng took out his beloved jade smoker, blew up the sparks, lit incense, and recuperated in the faint green smoke.

The days burned silently, and the many knife wounds on the body gradually healed, and before you knew it, it was Chinese New Year's Eve.

Early in the morning, the Situ Mansion began to be lively, and the maids and servants shuttled back and forth in the corridor, busy decorating the mansion, and starting to arrange tonight's Chinese New Year's Eve banquet.

The brush in Mo Sheng's hand was not disturbed by this sound, and he painted the lush green bamboo like clouds and water, and then slowly put the brush aside, and his mind was at peace in the color of Danqing, without the slightest boredom.

He listened intently to the ringing bells in the hem of his skirt and felt the festive meaning of the New Year.

The melodious jingle of bells stopped outside his room, and after a gentle knock on the door, Liuzhu led the servants into the stream and presented the cases in their hands to Mo Sheng's table one by one.

Liuzhu subdued Mo Sheng: "Slave and maid please for the son!" ”

Mo Sheng raised his eyes lightly: "This is ......"

"This is the clothes that Lord Situ ordered the slave to send, and tonight, there will be a Chinese New Year's Eve banquet in the main hall of "Duofuxuan" to entertain relatives and friends! I hope Gongzi will freshen up and prepare early! ”

His eyes fell on the several brocade clothes sent by Zhou Zong's people on the table, and he couldn't help frowning slightly when he looked at the intricate patterns and exquisite embroidery.

He always thought that Jin Yu should be implicit inside, not exaggerated outside.

Sometimes, the flamboyance of the costume is just to hide the paleness of the heart.

However, today is Chinese New Year's Eve, and on such a festival, he will inevitably be a little out of place when he wears a plain robe to the Chinese New Year's Eve banquet in Situ Mansion.

After a little contemplation, he walked over and began to choose clothes, his fingertips touched the soft texture of the brocade clothes, picked them up one by one, and put them down one by one.

Liuzhu paid attention to Mo Sheng's expression, pointed to an inconspicuous piece of clothing on the table, and reminded in a low voice: "This is specially prepared by my young lady for my son!" ”