Wu Ziheng had already driven half the way, stopping in a town along the way that day.

Because of the successive natural disasters and labor disasters from last year to the present, there are no people in the small counties and markets.

This town is relatively exceptional, and the streets are quite lively.

Seeing this, Wu Ziheng asked the people below to inquire, and after a while, the guards had already received a lot of useful information when they came back.

The guards casually accosted and talked, and the people who spoke felt that what they were talking about was very ordinary, and they didn't have the consciousness of being caught.

But Wu Ziheng's people were able to listen to the information they wanted to gather from these ordinary little things. And it's still a very simple thing for you.

Several guards got the general news, and asked the local parents in the name of the Jin State Mansion, and soon learned that the reason for the relative prosperity here was related to the people sent by the Mo family to do business.

Wu Ziheng recorded this matter, so that the people below did not have to investigate again.

When passing by a pastry shop, Wu Ziheng saw a few kinds of Dim Sum that Mo Shu liked on weekdays, and habitually stopped.

"This noble man wants to buy some pastries?"

"This jujube mud cake ......" Wu Ziheng only spoke, remembering that Mo Shu did not come with him, he paused for a moment, and then said again, "Give me two taels." ”

It's a long way to go, and I can't eat it for my cousin when I buy it, so I have to eat it myself.

It had only been four or five days since he left Chang'an, and Wu Ziheng, who was hurrying by boat, already felt that something was missing.

Passing by the street and seeing something delicious or kitsch, Wu Ziheng couldn't help but think that if she bought it for Mo Shu, I don't know if she would like it.

When he got up early in the morning, Wu Ziheng would subconsciously think that Mo Shu was still waiting for him to exercise in the morning, and when he found out that he was on the road, he couldn't help but wonder if Mo Shu was lazy because he was not there.

Wu Ziheng felt that there seemed to be one less person in his ear who called him cousin crisply and pleasantly, and whatever he ate, he felt light and tasteless.

Immediately, Wu Ziheng will think of Mo Shu's skillfully cooked bean curd, various dishes, and cakes on his birthday.

There is also Mo Shu's very happy appearance when eating.

In the past two days, the guards who followed Wu Ziheng's side have long been accustomed to the fact that their marquis always subconsciously wants to buy things for his cousin.

Everyone was just thinking, it had been several times, why did the Hou Ye still not remember that he was on an errand now, and he always wanted to buy things for the county lord, which was really affectionate.

Wu Ziheng lost the mind of shopping, and his face under the hat couldn't show emotion, and said, "Go back and continue to hurry." ”

Back in the carriage, Wu Ziheng picked up a piece of jujube paste cake and put it in his mouth.

It's so sweet.

I don't know what's delicious about this pastry, Mo Shu always eats it and enjoys it. Wu Ziheng appeared in front of his little cousin eating, and seemed to see her open her ruddy cherry mouth, bring all kinds of pastries to her mouth to taste, and even lick the delicate and cute posture of pastry powder on her lips.

Wu Ziheng suddenly felt a little hot and thirsty, resisted the idea of swallowing saliva, took a sip of the teacup.

When it was close to dusk, the group got out of the car and changed to a small boat and took the waterway instead.

The moon was not full that night, and the stars were many and bright, Wu Ziheng looked at it and remembered the stargazing scene with Mo Shu on his birthday last year.

Wu Ziheng couldn't help but think: I don't know what Mo Shu is busy with? Do you remember his cousin?

I remember the last time I went out of the northwest, and I was in the northwest at that time, and I didn't have to think about it all the time like now.

Wu Ziheng was in a trance.

After a while, he suddenly heard Lu Twelve outside surprised: "County Lord, why are you here?" ”

Immediately, several guards saluted.

Wu Ziheng immediately sat up and looked at the door, and saw Mo Shu standing at the door: "Didn't my cousin Mo be stupid with joy when he saw me?" ”

After speaking, Mo Shu took a few steps forward.

Wu Ziheng was still a little surprised: "Why are you here?" ”

Mo Shu did not shy away from sitting next to Wu Ziheng, picked up a piece of jujube cake, and asked with a smile: "What, don't you want me to come?" ”

Wu Ziheng's eyes fell on Mo Shu's ruddy lips, and he only felt that the feeling of thirst appeared again.

Then, seeing Mo Shu put the jujube paste cake in his mouth, Wu Ziheng suddenly couldn't help but lower his head, wanting to feel the sweetness of the cake from his cousin's mouth.

But Mo Shu just turned around and avoided it.

Wu Ziheng forcibly suppressed the emotions in his heart and put the jujube paste cake in front of Mo Shu to watch her eat.

Mo Shu ate a few pieces, leaned to the window to look at the night sky outside, maybe she was tired from hurrying over, and waited for Wu Ziheng to remind her that the night wind and water were heavy, and she sat at the window and was careful to get cold, only to find that her eyes were slightly closed, her eyelashes were lowered, and she had fallen asleep.

Wu Ziheng gently picked up Mo Shu and put it on his pillow.

Maybe it's because the weather is getting hotter, Mo Shu's clothes look a little thin, and there is still sweat on her body, at this time she falls asleep quietly, through the candle flame in the cabin, you can see her heart rise and fall slightly, and her neckline was also loosened when he picked her up just now, revealing a smooth piece, with a strand of scattered green silk, more and more skin is better than snow, and her hair is like ink.

Wu Ziheng was a little anxious to take her robe and cover Mo Shu, but she suddenly turned sideways, touched him with her hand, and then opened her hand to wrap her arms around his waist, and sighed with satisfaction.

This sudden move made Wu Ziheng stiffen, but he didn't take Mo Shu's hand away.

Mo Shu seemed to feel quite comfortable holding Wu Ziheng, and soon her head came over and pillowed on his thigh, and her hands were still restlessly touching.

Wu Ziheng felt that the weather was extremely hot tonight, but he was reluctant to push away Mo Shu who was pillowing on his lap, but couldn't help but hold Mo Shu with one hand, and stroked her cloud-like hair with the other, smooth forehead, beautiful nose, and ruddy lips.

Just as he was about to bow his head and kiss Fang Ze, Wu Ziheng suddenly felt that the hand holding Mo Shu seemed to touch a small piece of wetness, and he was immediately shocked, remembering the previous embarrassment, and immediately removed his hand.

Wu Ziheng opened his eyes suddenly, looked at the bright moonlight and stars outside the window, turned his head to see that there was no one, thinking of the scene he dreamed just now, he only felt that his blood was surging, and he really bled when he touched his nose, and he was indescribably annoyed in his heart.

But why do you still have a little regret in your heart?

Wu Ziheng pulled a silk handkerchief to wipe the blood on the tip of his nose, and couldn't help but recall the dream just now, thinking in his heart that no wonder this dream felt so real, the scene of Mo Shu holding him in his dream clearly happened when he was in the northwest.

It's just that he didn't take the opportunity at that time......

Wu Ziheng's eyes were deep: he didn't know when he had such thoughts about Mo Shu.

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(*^__^*) hee hee ...... (To be continued.) )