Another cluster of fireworks bloomed into a magnificent peony flower in the dark sky.

The Hanjiang boat, which was anchored on the east side of the moat, was very unsightly, flooded by the night, and the dim candlelight came through the window. Mo Wenli sat alone on the deck, a table and a stool, a jar of wine, a tail of fish, and a plate of boiled peanuts.

He was half drunk.

Long eyes squinted slightly, raised his eyes to look at the sky, the moonlight is cool, and the fireworks are beautiful - Yan girl, she must be watching fireworks at this moment, right?

"Master, Sister Ruoqiang told you not to drink it. Da"

Tong came out of the cabin, snatched the glass from his hand, knelt down on his lap, and looked up at him with a little face.

"This wine is good, why can't you drink it, let her go back. He"

Mo Wen bent his long finger and flicked it on Xiaotong's head.

"Master," Xiao Tong covered his head, his eyes flashing in confusion, "You enter Beijing, why don't you go to see the princess and their mother?" ”

"What's so nice, is she good-looking?"

He couldn't get the wine glass back, so he simply took the wine jug, tilted his neck, and poured a mouthful.

"Master, you'll get drunk." Xiao Tong looked at him worriedly and gently tugged at his sleeve.

"Come, the master will teach you how to practice swords." Mo Wenli put aside the wine jug and got up with a smile.

He used a chopstick as a sword, and his body jumped vigorously, like a swimming dragon, like a green crane, like a cheetah. The green robe was wide open, and it was blown by the river breeze, revealing a white jade chest. The green silk was unstrangled, sprinkled like satin behind his back, dancing in the wind with his movements.

In the end, the person fell into the water, and his feet stepped on the lotus lantern floating by, like a fairy out of the dust.

Xiaotong couldn't help but look stupid, and clapped his hands again and again: "Master, you are so good." ”

"Awesome what? Awesome fart. He fell into the water, overturned the floating lamps, and slowly sank into the water.

"Childe." Ruoqiang, who had been hiding behind the door and watching, rushed out, jumped into the water without thinking, anxiously shouted his name, and dived into the water to find him.

The water in early winter was freezing cold, and Ruoqiang soon cramped.

"Quick, the master and Sister Ruoqiang have fallen into the water."

Xiaotong was anxious and hurriedly shouted at the cabin.

Song Ci ran out with someone, and before he could get into the water, Mo Wenli had already jumped out of the river with Ruoqiang in his arms and threw her at Song Ci.

"What are you messing around?" Mo Wenli looked down at Ruoqiang, with a bad face.

Ruoqiang was shivering from the cold, his face was pale and ugly, Chu Chu looked at Mo Wenli pitifully, and murmured, "I'm sorry......"

"Song Ci, you haven't gotten married yet, have you? You bring her back. Mo Wenli was a little impatient, and flicked his sleeves and walked into the cabin.

"Huh?" Song Ci was dumbfounded.

Ruoqiang held Song Ci's hand and slowly got up, trembling and wiping a handful of water droplets on his face, and whispered: "Childe is angry with me again, Brother Song, you don't have to worry about me, I'm fine." ”

"Hey, there has never been a satisfactory person around the child, it's rare that Miss Ruoqiang is so understanding, why doesn't the son refuse to ......?"

Song Ci was only halfway through his words when he heard Mo Wenli's sneer coming from the cabin.

"How many times do you want me to say it?"

"Yes." Song Ci didn't dare to say more, and hurriedly retreated with his fists clenched.

Ruoqiang went back to his room in silence, changed his clothes, and came to serve him.

He had just put on his pants and was shaking off his robe, with water beads rolling on his back. Ruoqiang walked over, took a handkerchief, and gently wiped the drops of water on his back. Take the tunic and serve him to put it on.

"You're not too young anymore, what are you doing with me?" Mo Wenli turned his face slightly and asked unhappily.

"Serve you." Ruoqiang hesitated for a moment, and whispered: "You didn't leave me at that time, and you exchanged me for Hanshui Palace, and I won't leave Gongzi." ”

"Am I replacing you?" Mo Wenli said in an indifferent tone, and said unceremoniously: "I'm just getting out for myself." ”

"It's the same." Ruoqiang lowered his long eyelashes, walked around in front of him, tied his belt, and said softly: "I know that she will definitely come back to see her post-sealing ceremony, so I waited outside the city." Take me with you wherever your son goes in the future. Xiaotong, you can take it with you, not more than me. At least I can do the laundry, cook and take care of you - if you're angry, I'll be a punching bag. ”

"You ......" Mo Wenli twisted his eyebrows, brushed her hand away, and said loudly: "Song Ci, let's go." ”

Ruoqiang's hand froze in mid-air, tears rolled down his face, and he muttered, "I am willing to guard you like this, why do you have to push me away?" ”

"Because I don't like to see women crying and crying." Mo Wenli strode out without looking back.

Ruoqiang wiped his tears and followed him to the deck, watching as a group of them gathered around him.

"The day after tomorrow is the martial arts competition, in my name, take advantage of the chaos to burn and loot outside, and harm my Hanshui Palace people, I will capture it in one fell swoop on that day. Xiaotong will stay in Beijing and come back to pick you up after finishing his work for the teacher. He turned his head and glanced at Xiao Tong and whispered.

"Then I'm with Sister Ruoqiang?" Xiaotong took Ruoqiang's hand and asked loudly.

Mo Wenli twisted his eyebrows and boarded the boat without saying a word.

"Sister Ruoqiang, the master likes the queen's mother, you are so hard. There is also Sister Bell who came back with the queen's mother, she also likes the master, but the master ignores her. You are all so pitiful, the master only has the queen in his heart. Xiaotong raised his head and looked at Ruoqiang sympathetically.

"Everyone has his own life, everyone has his own liking, and when the son is sad, I will accompany him to be sad. When the son is happy, I will rejoice for the son. public