Several delicate girls were looking into the lotus pond on the shore.

But seeing the green lotus leaves in the water separated, a small boat was hurriedly rowed out, and the fisherwoman who was familiar with the water was soaked, and carried a little girl ashore. The girl's drooping white clothes were still dripping.

It's just that his face is buried in the arms of the servant, and he can't see what it looks like.

The girls who were dressed in various colored skirts, dressed in exquisite ornaments, and as delicate as flowers, immediately surrounded them.

The sound of warblers and swallows is noisy.

"What's going on?! How is Sister Shu'er? ”

"Green wattle, why don't you go and get your girl's clothes quickly!"

"How can you fall into the water?"

"Why are you so careless, the Mo family is going to feel distressed now......

……

In the midst of the hectic concern or sarcastic words, the fisherwoman pinched Mo Shuren a few times very experiencedly.

Mo Shu woke up slowly, opened her eyes with some difficulty, only to feel a splitting headache, there seemed to be a cry of surprise next to her, but she couldn't hear clearly, and when she closed her eyes again, she caught a glimpse of a person in red not far away, whose clothes seemed to be embroidered with gold threads, shining in the sun, very dazzling......

This dress is really familiar.

Wu Ziheng seemed to be aware of it, and turned his head to look over there a few more times.

And Mo Shu just glanced at it casually, her mind was chaotic, the pain was terrible, her eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, she closed her eyes groggily, and fell asleep again.

Yi Caiwei, the eldest girl of the Song Guogong Mansion, who was fifteen years old, also saw the guests coming, and the subordinates in the mansion were not in order, so she couldn't help but sink her face and reprimanded: "What are you doing one by one?" Why don't you send the Mo family's sister back to Lingxi Garden, and ask the doctor to take a look! ”

Yi Caiwei was born with beautiful eyebrows, round and jade, she was wearing a red flower shirt with Yanluo jujube today, a light pink embroidered pomegranate flower branch skirt, a blue embroidered shawl, combed with a double flat bun, and a few red gold and red treasure begonia flowers on both sides.

"Big sister, don't be angry."

A girl with a particularly outstanding appearance, wearing a light yellow blouse and a moon-white embroidered wisteria skirt, first appeased and came out of the crowd.

Then he turned around and said, "You guys don't come over yet." ”

The girl beckoned to the soft girl who had already arrived next to her, and several maids put Moshu on it.

Afterwards, several servants carefully lifted the man up and walked away quickly.

Not far away, Bai Qingzhi's eyes flashed slightly.

Listening to these people's discussions, the girl who fell into the water is the sixth girl of the Mo family, the proud daughter of the family who was predicted by Yuan Junping at the beginning, and has a very noble appearance? I can't imagine ......

Yi Ming, the third son of the Song Guogong Mansion next to him, was a little embarrassed when he saw that such a thing was actually met by the distinguished guests, and he coughed lightly at the moment and said: "There was an accident in the house, let a few people laugh, let's go this way." ”

Wu Ziheng was noncommittal, and Bai Qingzhi nodded. And they changed their ways, and went somewhere else.

……

Lingxi Garden.

The fragrance of flowers in the bronze beast's head is fine, through the hooked curtain, scattered in a room.

Huanghuali's various beds and couches have a warm luster in the brightness filtered by the white curtain.

Bi Luo changed Mo Shu's clothes, served her with ginger soup, and carefully wrapped her girl's long hair with a handkerchief, carefully tucked the corners of the quilt, and then knelt on the carpet beside the bed and dried her girl's hair.

For fear of hurting Mo Shu, Bi Luo's movements were gentle and careful, but her lips were pursed tightly, but she revealed her feelings.

Mo Shu took medicine in a coma, and it didn't take long for her to fall asleep.

……

It is the season of cold spring, and there is cold rain in the sky, and spring thunder rolls down from time to time. Pedestrians were wrapped up in their clothes and came and went in a hurry.

In the corner near the south gate, two little beggars in ragged clothes huddled, shivering in the cold wind.

Mo Shu touched her sister Mo Li's forehead again, feeling a little hot, but her sister was still talking cold. She took off her dirty coat, wrapped her sister, and hugged her tightly.

Mo Shu, who is more than five years old, is a little thin, and the wolf bèi, she looks no more than three or four years old, she is cold and hungry, and her sister is still sick, she doesn't know what to do, so she can only desperately wait for death to come.

It was evening, and a carriage covered with a jewel of emerald canopy drove by and suddenly stopped.

Mo Shu couldn't help but turn her head and look at the gorgeous carriage again.

In the past, Moshu also had spacious and comfortable carriages in and out, which was not so luxurious. She knew that the people in the car were noble, maybe they were upstarts in the DPRK, and if they could get a little sympathy, maybe she and her sister would not have died of starvation.

Before Mo Shu could think of what to do, the curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a young man poked his head out, vaguely seeing his face like a crown of jade. He said in a voice that was still a little childish, but pretended to be old: "Such a young child, pitiful, bring them some food and buy a few clothes." ”

Someone flattered: "Childe is really kind-hearted." ”

Mo Shu suddenly saw the hope of life, her eyes were full of tears, she was trembling all over, and she didn't know whether she was cold or excited.

When the young man saw the little beggar's face dirty and tearful, he couldn't help but look disgusted, picked up the square handkerchief from the table next to him and threw it over.

"Wipe it."

"Huh?"

Mo Shu wanted to say something, but the picture suddenly turned into an execution ground, but when she saw the knife in her hand, blood splashed everywhere, and rolled down to the ground in an instant! She wanted to cry, but she couldn't make any sound, her heart was blocked uncomfortably, and tears couldn't help but gush out.

Suddenly, there was another thunderous explosion, and Mo Chaoyuan woke up.

It turned out to be a dream.

Listening to the lightning and thunder outside, as well as the sound of heavy rain, Mo Chaoyuan was still in a trance.

I can't tell if I'm Mo Shu or Mo Chaoyuan.

It's not once or twice in this dream, but the bizarre world before is so real, but what's going on?

Mo Shu...... Mo Chaoyuan......

Reciting these two names silently in his heart, Mo Chaoyuan slowly opened his eyes.

The gauze tent is as soft as smoke, the small silver hook inlaid with pearls and pearls, and the brocade quilt embroidered with delicate patterns......

All of them are gorgeous.

This is...... Guogong Mansion?

Mo Chaoyuan remembered what happened before, he almost killed someone when he fell into the water, by the way, he also let the car crash before......

The memories all flooded into his mind at once, and he was in chaos, and Mo Chaoyuan couldn't help but reach out and touch his forehead.

My head hurts terribly.

Mo Chaoyuan sat up with his hands propped up, and the maid next to him heard the movement, stepped forward to open the gauze curtain, hooked it and said, "Girl, are you awake?" ”

And let people prepare warm water.

Mo Chaoyuan paused, and the name of the maid naturally appeared in his mind:

Green wattle.

Still stunned, Lu Yi said: "The eldest prince said, the girl relaxes, and she will rest for a few days......"

Mo Chaoyuan nodded in a daze, looked up at the maid's delicate and familiar face, and knew who the eldest son of Lu Yi was, and it was her cousin.

Yi'an.

At the same time, Mo Chaoyuan remembered that this was the current mansion of the Yi family, the main house of Lingxi Yuan, the Duke of Song's mansion.

No, it's not!

Mo Chaoyuan's face turned pale, and he suddenly realized that something was wrong, and a storm turned in his heart.

Why does she feel so familiar with nature? Mo Chaoyuan looked up and saw that it was raining outside the window, the sound of hitting the plantain was crisp, the antique furnishings in the house were familiar and unfamiliar, and he was also wearing a middle coat.

This is not a dream.

Mo Chaoyuan put his hand in the quilt and pinched himself a few times.

It hurt so badly that my hand was too heavy.

This is...... It's true?

Mo Chaoyuan couldn't help muttering to himself: "Am I dreaming? Or, am I Mo Shu? ”

When I touched my face, it was full of tears.

Seeing this, Lu Yi asked, "The girl is just in a bad mood?" ”

The girl was stunned and did not speak.

It was about the startling of the overboard. Thinking like this, Lu Yi didn't take it to heart, and said, "It's just a dream, girl relax." It's getting late, but the girl has to get up? ”

Just a dream?

So, the life that had a car accident before, is it real or illusory? And, is the icy moat just a nightmare? Or, right now, in a dream?

Mo Chaoyuan, or Mo Shu, was stunned.