There was silence in the crowd, and many were speechless for a while.

Nangong Mo's paintings are no better than Zhu Chuyu's, and this poem may not be called a swan song. But it is also a rare masterpiece in Jinling City today. Especially the momentum in the poem is by no means something that ordinary women can write. After my flowers bloom, a hundred flowers are killed, and the city is full of golden armor, during which the magnificent artistic conception and momentum are also breathtaking. Originally, the dispute between Yang Huiting and Zhu Chuyu was not about painting skills, but about the level of artistic conception and momentum. The county lord of Xingcheng himself already admits that he is not good at painting, but to be able to paint such a picture and write such a poem, the artistic conception itself is far superior to Zhu Chuyu. Even people who appreciate Zhu Chuyu a lot, are embarrassed to come out and find fault again.

What's more, except for a very small number of young talents present, they can be regarded as the best young people in Jinling City today, and they are naturally not unreasonable. While appreciating Zhu Chuyu's talent, he will not deny Nangong Mo's talent. The county lord of Xingcheng is not good at painting, so it is difficult for her to compare herself with Zhu Chuyu. Many people are ashamed.

In this regard, Nangong Mo didn't care much. She is not a talented person in the first place, and how proud she can be if she borrows other people's poems, no matter how much she is touted?

Zhu Chuyu looked at Nangong Mo in a daze, although the expression on his face was calm, but it was still difficult to hide the shock in the depths of his eyes. At the same time, he hated Wei Junze more and more who had been stirring up trouble before. You have a grudge with the county lord of Xingcheng and find a place to solve it yourself, it is bad for me, it is best not to let me get a chance! Although there are many thoughts in his heart, Zhu Chuyu's face is still peaceful. stepped forward and said with a smile: The county lord is really talented, and he bowed to it at the beginning.

Seeing her admit defeat so generously, everyone present had a better impression of her. Even Princess Lingyi, who has always looked at Zhu Chuyu unpleasantly, has to admit that this woman who is only eighteen years old has a mind and endurance that ordinary people can hardly reach. If there is no accident, this woman's future will not be bad.

Princess Lingyi smiled indifferently and said: The painting skills of the county lord of Shanjia are amazing, but it seems that the county lord of Xingcheng is also amazingly talented, I don't know what you think?

Everyone present began to discuss, and the ladies naturally supported Nangong Mo in unison. Although both of them are very jealous, compared to Nangong Mo, who is the eldest daughter of the Duke of Chu and the princess of Jingjiang County. Obviously, only Zhu Chuyu is more unpleasant. Nangong Mo is indeed the most famous woman in Jinling City now, but the place where she is famous actually has nothing to do with women, whether it is going to the battlefield or saving the prince's life. Even if she can't compare, she can comfort herself that it's not what she is good at. But Zhu Chuyu is different, although Zhu Chuyu has always been known as a talented woman before, but her painting skills are by no means something that can be practiced overnight. Now that he chose to make a splash at this time, he inevitably gave people the feeling that he was deliberately hiding his strength in the past. And her reputation can be regarded as stepping on Yang Huiting, which is naturally easy to arouse the hostility of more people. Zhu Chuyu can step on Yang Huiting this time, and he will not step on himself next time.

And there are more opinions on the man's side, and some people support Zhu Chuyu, both in terms of painting and artistic conception, they deserve to be the first. Some people are optimistic about Nangong Mo, although the painting is not as good, but it is still quite good. After all, people are not good at it in the first place, and if it comes to momentum, Zhu Chuyu is quite inferior. For a while, the two sides were in dispute.

Zhu Chuyu secretly choked in his heart, but he was helpless. Things have come to the point, and if she doesn't come out as the master to clean up, it will only be more ugly. So I had to step forward with a smile: The county lord's artistic conception is lofty and magnificent, and the initial metaphor is far less. Gan Bai below.

Hearing this, even many women who were a little dissatisfied with her stepping on Yang Huiting's position before nodded secretly in their hearts. It doesn't matter what women think in their hearts, what they always need is to know how to advance and retreat. Zhu Chuyu's ability has been clearly seen by everyone, and her reputation is not much inferior when she takes a step back. If you have to fight for the first place, it will seem that the little family is not serious.

Nangong Mo smiled indifferently and said: The lord of Shanjia County is serious, if you talk about painting skills, Nangong Mo is far inferior. It's just taking advantage of Miss Yang and poetry. Picking up people's teeth and wisdom should not be taken seriously.

Princess Lingyi's phoenix eyes were slightly raised, and she said with a smile: You are humble, so you can't give this gift to this palace today?

Nangong Mo smiled: How come? Mo'er was not good at this in the first place. If I want to say that I draw well, won't it make me embarrassed to go out in the future? What's more, with so many ladies and ladies here, how can my aunt know that there is no better? Princess Lingyi nodded and smiled: It makes sense, so it's okay. You don't want to compete with so many girls for this lottery. lest Jun Mo's kid be unhappy when he turns around.

Nangong Mo was not shy, and smiled, what his aunt had taught him.

Everyone returned to the water pavilion, as if it was quiet and warm. But the atmosphere has secretly changed, Yang Huiting was taken back by the Yang family, and the other ladies were a little careless. Nangong Mo looked at Zhu Chuyu, who was sitting next to a lady not far away, smiling and groaning, and sighed secretly in his heart. No matter who the final Princess Lingyi does, today's biggest winner must be Zhu Chuyu. Since then, the reputation of Jinling's first talented woman can be regarded as solid. Zhu Chuyu, who just stepped on the shoulders of so many famous ladies, didn't he think about how to get along with these famous ladies in the future? Or did Zhu Chuyu not take these noble girls in his eyes at all from beginning to end?

As if sensing Nangong Mo's gaze, Zhu Chuyu turned around and nodded at her with a smile.

Nangong Mo nodded slightly, turned his head sideways to talk to Xie Peihuan, and no longer looked over there.

Why did Wei Shizi come? Xie Pei glanced around the outside of the Water Pavilion and pulled Nangong Mo's sleeve with some curiosity. Nangong Mo followed her gaze, and sure enough, she saw Wei Junmo, who was wearing a green shirt outside the Water Pavilion, walking in under the guidance of the steward of Gao Yibo's Mansion.

How did he get here? Nangong Mo was also a little puzzled, Wei Junmo was different from those sons and brothers who had nothing to do. Now that he has been transferred back by the emperor to take charge of the imperial city and the palace guards, although he does not need to go out of the city often, he seems to be even busier. Although there are several yamen in the Jinling Imperial City who are in charge of the safety of the imperial city and have overlapping functions, it does not mean that Wei Junmo can be lazy. If something happens, everyone will be unlucky.

After whispering to Princess Lingyi, Nangong Mo stood up, walked out of the Water Pavilion under the gaze of everyone, and walked in the direction where Wei Junmo came. Seeing Nangong Mo come out, Wei Junmo also stopped walking inside.

When the two stood together, the woman smiled and whispered, although the man looked indifferent, looking at the woman's eyes was soft and focused. Let everyone who saw this scene can't help but feel a little envious from the bottom of their hearts.

Princess Lingyi said with a smile: If it is really a pair of beautiful people, it makes the palace very envious.

The ladies present also have mixed tastes in their hearts. For Wei Junmo, the prince of Jingjiang County, most of them are disdainful in their hearts. Not because of him as a person, but because of his unknown origin. But it's one thing to think in my heart, and it's another thing to see a couple walking hand in hand in the sun. Compared with the cold and heroic and imposing Wei Shizi, looking back at those men who claim to be talented people in Jinling, he always feels that something is missing.

In the crowd, Zhu Chuyu's eyes were also a little stunned. But it was quickly left behind, and a gentle smile reappeared on his face. She may have a good impression of Wei Junmo, but... Since you can't get it, you don't have to ask for it. She Zhu Chuyu has never been a wishful man. Compared to being obsessed with Wei Junmo and attracting Nangong Mo's hostility, she would rather take a step back and give up Wei Junmo, no one in this world is irreplaceable. In this Jinling City, there are many people who can let her achieve her goals.

What are you doing here? In the garden, because everyone gathered on the side of the water pavilion, the whole garden seemed extraordinarily quiet. Nangong Mo hugged Wei Junmo's arm and walked side by side with him, asking curiously. Wei Junmo looked down at her and said lightly: Doesn't Flawless hate Zhu Chuyu? Why did you come too?

Nangong Mo blinked his eyes and laughed softly: Are you afraid that I will be bullied? It's a pity that you're late, I've been bullied.

It's not late. Wei Junmo said lightly: The heavenly incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor. Flawless and talented.

Nangong Mo smiled dryly, so-so. You've been here a long time ago, why didn't you come out?

Wei Junmo shook his head and was silent, Nangong Mo lowered his head and pondered for a long time before raising his head and asking: What happened to Wei Junze? It seems that she didn't see Wei Junze after she finished painting just now. Originally, I thought that he didn't let her lose face and left by himself, but since Wei Junmo arrived early... Nangong Mo had to worry a little about Wei Junze.

Wei Junmo was stunned, raised his eyebrows and said: Do you think I will do anything to him?

Nangong Mo shook his head and said firmly: No, I don't want to know how he is at all. What happened to Wei Junze, what does it matter to her? As long as she knew that he was not doing well, she would feel comfortable.

That's right. Nangong Mo remembered an important thing and asked: That... Ruan Yuzhi, are you familiar with it? The man beside him had a cold breath and asked lightly: Ruan Yuzhi? Bachelor of Hallym Academy, what's wrong? Nangong Mo smiled and said: Where is his home, when does he go out and when does he go home every day, he has a good relationship with those people in Jinling City, and he has a grudge against those people?

Flawless asks what this is for? The question is so clear, it doesn't seem to be interested, but it seems to have a grudge. Wei Junmo's expression softened a little, and asked: Did he offend you?

Nangong Mo smiled and said: How could he have a chance to offend me?

That's offense.

It's just that he doesn't like it. Nangong Mo said indifferently, the flower branch that was folded off in his hand had been pinched into shape. The fair-skinned hands were dyed with red juice and a faint fragrance. Wei Junmo took out a white handkerchief to wipe it clean for her, and said: He is the future son-in-law of the Qin family, and the courtier that His Majesty values.

Value? can make the emperor's majesty valued, it seems that he does have some ability, it seems that this Ruan Yuzhi is not an embroidered pillow.

Wei Junmo said: How can the embroidered pillow climb up to the fourth lady of the Qin family? Flawless, don't do anything to him.

Do you want to help me? Nangong Mo raised his eyebrows, naturally understanding what Wei Junmo meant. He wasn't stopping her from dealing with Ruan Yuzhi.

Wei Junmo's eyebrows raised slightly, help you? Flawless is my wife, and your business is my business. So there is no question of whether zài helps or not. It's just that it is more appropriate to solve Ruan Yuzhi's hands than to be flawless. After all, he was more familiar with Jinling City.

Nangong Mo thought about it seriously and said: Jinling is too boring, since His Majesty wants to play, let's stir the water more muddy, right? Don't move Ruan Yuzhi yet. It's just that... You say, is Ruan Yuzhi towards the Qin family or towards His Majesty? The emperor wants to do something to the family, but as the son-in-law of the Qin family, who is actually ranked first among the top ten families, Ruan Yuzhi is a young courtier valued by the emperor, which is really... It's funny.

It's up to you. Wei Jun said unexpectedly. As he spoke, Wei Junmo's face changed slightly, and he glanced at Nangong Mo. Nangong Mo suddenly understood, swallowed the words in his mouth, and turned to approach Wei Junmo's arms. Wei Junmo hugged her feet and disappeared in place without making a sound.

At the window of a small building, Nangong Mo stood behind the window curiously and looked out. At the entrance of the rockery cave not far downstairs, a man and a woman were arguing in a low voice. The woman's back to the window could only see a dress and a back, but the man's face could be seen clearly, it was Ruan Yuzhi who they had just discussed.

Although he could read Ruan Yuzhi's lips, he couldn't see the woman's. Nangong Mo condensed his mind and listened carefully to the conversation between the two and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

At the entrance of the cave, Ruan Yuzhi glanced around vigilantly, and then glanced at the woman in front of him with some impatience, and said: You don't want to see what kind of place this is? What are you looking for me now? If someone finds out, do you want your reputation to be gone?

The girl was wearing a white shirt with daylilies and silk, a light green woven gold flower dress, and a cyan tulle shawl, which looked quite low-key among the well-dressed ladies. But Nangong Mo's memory is very good, it's just an hour ago, as long as she has taken a photo, she will not forget it. As long as I think about it for a while, I remember the identity of this woman who can't see clearly - it is the eldest daughter of the Lian family, and it seems that her name is Lian Leru. I had always seen her silently following the girls of the Jiang family and the Yang family before, and she didn't even participate in the talent show, but she didn't expect to appear here with Ruan Yuzhi.

Hearing Ruan Yuzhi's somewhat impatient voice, even Leru was a little unhappy, and snorted lightly: What? Afraid of being discovered by the eldest prince of Qin? Why wasn't Lord Yu so impatient when he was courteous to me? Ruan Yuzhi's face sank, a trace of gloom flashed over his handsome face, and he said angrily: We are over, what do you mean by being entangled like this?

Ruan Yuzhi! You have no conscience! Even Le Ru's eyes were red because of his ruthless words, and he gritted his teeth and said: I have been waiting for you for two years, and you want to dump me when you climb up Miss Qin Si, but there is no door!

Be quiet! Ruan Yuzhi looked around nervously and hurriedly whispered. Even Leru naturally knew that if someone found out, his reputation would be over. It's just that she was a little irrational by Ruan Yuzhi's anger, and she was startled when she came back to her senses at this time, and nodded with an ugly face.

Ruan Yuzhi looked at the woman in front of him and sighed softly, and said softly: Xiaoru, it's not that I want to lose you. You have been so kind to me, how could I not remember... It's just that, you know that Xi'er is not in good health, if it's because... If something happens to you and me, the Qin family will never let us go.

Lian Leru was silent, of course she knew the gap between the Qin family and the Lian family. Not to mention anything else, Qin Xi is the most favored daughter of the Qin family, and she is just an unfavored concubine of the Lian family. Lian Jia would never offend the Qin family for her, and she was a little flustered for a while, so... So what to do? Yuzhi... Don't leave me, I... If you don't want me, I'll die!

Ruan Yuyi took her into his arms and said softly: "Silly girl, how can I be reluctant to want you." Don't worry...

But you don't see me these days. Lian Le Rudao. She was also really panicked, Ruan Yuzhi refused to see her these days, and always said that she was busy. Seeing that Ruan Yuzhi and Qin Xi's wedding date was approaching, Lian Leru felt that she had to do something. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been so bold to talk to Ruan Yuzhi in private in Gao Yibo's mansion.

Ruan Yuzhi sighed and said: I am really busy with things, and you also know that I may be transferred to the Ministry of Officials next year. Other than that... The wedding date is set for the end of the year, and there are less than two months to go, and I have to prepare......

So what should I do? Lian Le said blankly.

Ruan Yuzhi raised his hand to caress her red cherry lips, and said softly: Xiaoru, can you wait for me for some more time? When I enter the ministry, I will welcome you to Xi'er, and I, Ruan Yuzhi, will live up to you. I have to say that Ruan Yuzhi's appearance is very good. is gentle and elegant, not as perfect and handsome as Wei Junmo, who seems to have no fault in the slightest, but it is also precisely because of this that the handsome and elegant who is not too hot has a little more intimacy. Wei Junmo's appearance is too handsome, too perfect, and with that pair of eyes that are different from ordinary people, it will always give people a sense of alienation and strangeness. Therefore, even if Ruan Yuzhi's appearance is not as imposing as Wei Junmo, his peach blossom edge is far better than Wei Junmo.

Coupled with the fact that the reader seems to be born with elegance and awe-inspiring righteousness, when he talks to women gently and attentively, it always gives people the illusion that what he says is true.

Lian Leru's voice really softened, and he said in a low voice: Yu Zhi, don't bear me. All I have is you......

No, trust me......

Nangong Mo closed the window and shut out the scene of the man and woman being in love with me. Qingli's face was stained with a trace of gloom and anger, Wei Junmo looked at her calmly, and said: Is it because you hate Ruan Yuzhi because of this? Such people... Not in the minority. Although the scholar is high-sounding on the surface, he has seen a lot of shame in private. It's not uncommon to be more unbearable than Ruan Yuzhi, like Ruan Yuzhi, who thinks he is romantic and wants to step on a few boats, is really not uncommon in Jinling City.

Nangong Mo snorted lightly and said: What others do has nothing to do with me. It's just that I promised one person... I'm going to kill him. But now... I've come up with something more fun. Send someone to Danyang to help me pick someone up.

Pick up people? Wei Junmo quickly figured it out, Ruan Yuzhi is also from Danyang, and he has another wife in Danyang? Or is it a fiancée?

Nangong Mo sneered: It's even more disgusting than this. If I let him die comfortably, I'm sorry for him.

Reaching out and pulling her into his arms, he raised his hand to caress her back and soothe the angry woman in his arms. Wei Junmo rarely saw Nangong Mo angry, but at this time, he knew that she was really angry.

I would be unhappy to be angry and flawless for other men.

Nangong Mo was stunned, and looked up at the man in front of him who was still cold, a little helpless. Raised his hand and pinched his handsome face, and said with a smile: Are you comforting me? It's not comforting at all. However, it feels really nice to have someone who comforts you when you're angry. Even if that person himself is not actually comforting at all.

I'm telling the truth. Wei Junmo raised his hand to hold her hand, and said with a straight face.

Nangong Mo smiled, well, it's a fact. So what?

I'm angry and want to make amends. Wei Junmo said in a low voice, bowing his head and kissing the lips he had coveted for a long time. Nangong Mo was stunned, and he couldn't react for a while to be squeezed more by him, flawless, I am different from them. Believe me...

Well... Nangong Mo nodded helplessly, facing someone's quiet but approaching sense of oppression, she went from being vigilant at the beginning to now gradually relaxing and even too lazy to struggle. Presumably... Someone will soon be able to achieve their goal. Holding his shoulders and leaning on the man's thick arms, Nangong Mo sighed secretly in her heart: Actually, she had already believed him, right? What are you worried about? When did she Nangong Mo become so timid and cowardly?

I believe you. Nangong Mo muttered in a low voice.

Wei Junmo.

Well? Wei Junmo lowered his head and looked at the woman in his arms who became more delicate and touching because of this kiss. Nangong Mo whispered in his ear: Wei Junmo, let... Roundhouse.

His purple eyes froze, and it took a moment before he came back to his senses and looked at the woman in his arms. The deep purple eyes suddenly became deeper, as if there was some invisible flame burning inside, and as if something would burst out from the purple eyes at any time, flawless... Don't you regret it?

Nature. Nangong Mo said softly.

Wei Junmo glanced at the small pavilion he was in, a trace of annoyance and regret flashed in his eyes, and he stared at the smiling woman in front of him dissatisfied.

Nangong Mo smiled and said: It's a pity... It's somebody else's house now. So... Lord Shizi, let's go back and talk about it? Before someone could change color, Nangong Mo broke away from his embrace once again, jumped down from the window on the other side, and headed towards the place where the guests had gathered. When he turned around and saw the unpredictable man in Tsing Yi standing at the window, he waved at him and gave him a flying kiss.

Heck, these days it's always all kinds of tangled, being held down by someone. Now I'm finally in a good mood.

Someone standing at the window looked at the woman in white who was rushing away, and her purple eyes were surging: Flawless, this is what you said, do you still want to escape?

Someone who is overjoyed has apparently forgotten the earnest admonition of the sages: Do not live if you have done your own evil.

When Nangong Mo returned to the Water Pavilion, the banquet had already begun. Seeing her come back, Princess Lingyi smiled and beckoned to her and asked her to sit down beside her.

Where did you go with Jun Mo? Coming back so late? What about Jun Stranger? Princess Lingyi asked. Nangong Mo glanced not far away, Lian Leru was sitting at a table with a few concubines, talking and laughing in a low voice, obviously in a very good mood, probably satisfied with Ruan Yuzhi's comfort and promise. Sometimes a woman is so stupid that she has been deceived a hundred times, and as long as a man says something kind, she will still believe it one hundred and one times.

watched a good show and almost lost track of time. Jun Mo went back, he didn't come to the banquet. Regarding Wei Junmo personally coming to Zhu Chuyu's birthday banquet, Miss Nangong said that she was still a little unhappy in her heart. Fortunately, Wei Shizi didn't mean this either, and he didn't attend the banquet at all.

Princess Lingyi said with a smile: Fifth sister is still worried that the two of you are not getting along, and it seems that she is too worried about this palace. Is this called a bad place? Even the daughter-in-law went out to attend a banquet and had to follow her over. There is no man in Jinling City who is so clingy to his wife.

Nangong Moqiao's face was slightly red, and she hurriedly opened the topic and asked about the earlier talent competition.

Princess Lingyi didn't joke with her, and said it one sentence after another. The final color head was won by Zhu Chuyu, not that there is no better than Zhu Chuyu, in the eyes of Princess Lingyi, the words of the eldest son of the Qin family, or the words of the seventh son of the Xie family are actually no worse than Zhu Chuyu's paintings. But in the end, it's someone's birthday, as long as it's not too different, you still have to give face. The eldest prince of the Qin family and the seventh prince of Xie obviously did not mean to compete with a girl for the first place. After Nangong Mo left, they all admitted defeat one after another. In this way, Zhu Chuyu's reputation as the first talented woman in Jinling can be regarded as spreading in the Jinling Imperial City.

You girl, if you don't have to push it out, it's not certain who this name is. Princess Lingyi nodded her eyebrows and said angrily. Although most people appreciate Zhu Chuyu more, Princess Lingyi is on Nangong Mo's side, and several other sons, such as Nianyuan, and even Qin Xie, who voluntarily admit defeat, Princess Lingyi can see that these three actually appreciate Nangong Mo more.

Nangong Mo covered his lips and smiled: Stealing the limelight on other people's birthdays, others still think that I want to be famous and want to go crazy. It's rare that the county lord of Shanjia has worked hard to organize this birthday banquet, aunt, you should just have fun. Princess Lingyi just gave up, and she never liked Princess Lingyi for Zhu Chuyu. No matter how good she is, Princess Lingyi will never forget those things when she was in the Prince's Mansion. Even if Zhu Chuyu really repented, the first impression was already in Princess Lingyi's mind. The royal people are sometimes quite stubborn.

After the banquet, Zhu Chuyu personally sent out a group of female dependents. From beginning to end, there was a gentle and subtle smile on his lips, and not even an arc changed. In this regard, Nangong Mo also had to sigh secretly in his heart, it was not easy to be able to keep a smile all day without changing his face like this. Therefore, it is not without reason that Miss Zhu can become the most talkative junior in Gao Yibo's Mansion. In comparison, Mrs. Gao Yibo's sense of existence is infinitely close to zero.

After saying goodbye to Princess Lingyi and Mrs. Xie Hou, Nangong Mo helped Mingqin's hand into the carriage. When I turned around, I crossed the curtain of the car that had not been lowered, and saw the eldest prince of the Qin family and Ruan Yuzhi walking out side by side.

I've seen the county lord. Seeing her, Qin Zixu and Ruan Yuzhi were stunned, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

Nangong Mo nodded slightly and smiled: Qin Gongzi doesn't have to be polite. I heard Xie San say that Miss Fourth is outstanding, but unfortunately she didn't have the opportunity to see her. If it is convenient for the fourth lady, she is welcome to come to Jingjiang County Mansion to play.

Qin Zixu obviously didn't expect Nangong Mo to tell him this, although it was a little abrupt, but the Lord of Xingcheng County naturally couldn't help but accept it. hurriedly bowed his hand and said: The invitation of the county lord is the honor of the little sister.

Nangong Mo nodded and said, "So, I'll leave first."

The county lord walked slowly. Qin Zixu said, and at the same time, a trace of doubt rose in his heart, and he looked sideways at Ruan Yuzhi beside him. Although Ruan Yuzhi's face was still gentle and elegant, his expression was a little stiff. Both of them could see that it was obvious that Nangong Mo deliberately snubbed Ruan Yuzhi. But the two had never met before, nor had they made a feud, and the snub of the Lord of Star City seemed a little weird.

Qin Zixu was about to comfort Ruan Yuzhi, but he heard Nangong Mo's voice coming from the carriage that had been moving slowly, and said lightly: This Lord Ruan is from Danyang? It just so happens that the lord of this county has also lived in Danyang for some days. I wonder if Lord Ruan still remembers the customs and people of his homeland?

Hearing this, Qin Zixu was a little puzzled, but Ruan Yuzhi's face instantly became gloomy.

Back in Shuyun Courtyard, Nangong Mo waved off his subordinates and walked slowly to the room. I regret that I just lowered the curtain and didn't see Ruan Yuzhi's expression. But it doesn't matter, soon... She would be able to see Ruan Yuzhi's more wonderful expression. Compared with this disgusting man, Nangong Mo suddenly felt that many people she didn't like before were inexplicably a little pleasing to the eye. Really... There must be a comparison of everything.

Well? Haven't come back yet? Looking at the closed door, Nangong Mo was a little puzzled.

Even if Wei Junmo didn't come back, where did those girls go, and they didn't even light a lamp?

Pushing open the door and walking in, he didn't bother to call someone to light the lamp, Nangong Mo walked to the candlestick and lit the candle by himself. Hmm, isn't that right?!

Suddenly turning around, I saw a dark shadow passing by.

Wei Junmo, what are you doing?! Except for Wei Junmo, no one could get so close and make her not aware of Cunzài. But... She is indeed lazy these days. It was so late that she realized that there was someone in the house, and if it was an enemy, she would have died eight hundred times.

was lazy and hugged, and in the blink of an eye, the two of them had both fallen on the bed. The candle flame that had just been lit made people feel a little uncomfortable, Nangong Mo narrowed his eyes, raised his eyes and looked at him helplessly: What are you doing? Scared me.

You tell me? Wei Junmo said in a low voice.

Nangong Mo's face was slightly red, obviously remembering what good things he had done in the afternoon. He's not going to wait an afternoon, is he? Nangong Mo felt a little embarrassed inexplicably. Qingli's face was dyed with a red cloud, which looked particularly delicate.

So what... Wait, wait, okay?

Can't wait. The belt of gold silk was pulled away, and her handsome face drew closer and closer until her lips were folded together.

Jun Mo... Other... Nangong Mo only felt that a hot breath spread from the bottom of his heart to his limbs, and he was a little at a loss.

The slightly cool lips became hot, lingering kissing the woman in front of her, flawless, don't be afraid... Believe me.

Trust you and I'll die. The fear that she would be devoured at any time made her close her eyes tightly, and she couldn't listen to Wei Junmo's words at all. But the lingering kiss followed her like a shadow, making her unavoidable. Nangong Mo gritted his teeth, he couldn't bear it, he didn't have to endure it anymore!

One turned over, and the positions of the two suddenly fell apart. Nangong Mo looked at the handsome man in front of him condescendingly, patted his handsome face with a smile and said: It's better for the county lord to pamper you. What a handsome son, give the county lord a smile?

A faint smile flashed across his purple eyes, pretending not to see someone's nervousness.

Flawless, do you really dare? Finally, there was still progress, but this time it didn't come directly with a punch.

I dare not or not, you can try it and find out. Nangong Mo smiled, lowered his head and kissed the beautiful thin lips. The man's eyes were smiling even more, and he raised his hand to wrap his arms around her slender waist, flawless......

In the lingering kiss, no one cared about when he transposed again, only when Nangong Mo remembered it, he struggled to get it back, and then fell into a deep situation that made his brain confused. The dark golden gauze curtain fell at some point, and the clothes flew to the ground and were entangled heavily, like two people destined to be entangled for a lifetime.

Outside the window, the galaxy surrounds the moon, and everything is silent.

Inside the window, the silver candle is hot, and the spring is melting.

------Off topic------

When autumn comes on September 8, I will kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom. The heavenly incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor. ――Huang Chao "Fu Ju"

borrowed the poems of the ancients, mainly because the Lun family could not write them. If I write a limerick poem casually, and then I have to say it in the text, I am really empty-hearted. So I generally don't set the heroine's talent, especially in poetry. Not every author of the novel is Mr. Xueqin.

I like the poem, but I don't like the author. To be precise, I don't like most of the so-called leaders of the peasant uprising, and I don't understand why history praises them so much. They are not for the common people to turn over and be masters, but just to turn over and be masters for themselves. Princes and generals, would you rather have a kind? Right?

ps: Round house bird, I don't think it's enough brain supplement, now... Crab... Remember to give red envelopes.

pss: I had a bad stomach the day before yesterday and I had a cold again. It was a tragedy to drag on until yesterday. It's already good, thank you for your concern.