"Well, my name is Yuan Qing." Yuan Qing listened to Yuan Bao introduce himself and said busily.

"Yuan Qing." Mo Zisang looked at her and pronounced her name in his mouth, his voice extremely soft.

"yes." She nodded. "Any questions?"

"No, I just don't know what to call you." Mo Zi Sandao. Calling her by name directly feels too raw, but not calling her name directly, this is not easy to shout, this is the embarrassment of a two-word name.

"Whatever you want to call it." Yuan Qing waved his hand. She never minded what people called her, as long as she didn't mean disrespect.

"How is Xiaoqing?"

"Don't ......" Yuan Qing was completely instinctively objected, this name, Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing, sounds so familiar, oh, Xiaoqing in that white lady. Yuan Qing doesn't like this popular title very much, but her name is popular, but she still can't accept this Xiaoqing, "You just call me Yuan Qing." ”

"Is that okay?" Mo Zisang asked.

"That's my name, don't you call it that?" Yuan Qingdao, I have to say, this person doesn't understand the amorous feelings. So, along the way, the atmosphere was awkward and weird.

Qiuzhou is located in the southeast of Tianyuan Kingdom, the place is relatively wide, they came to the central city of Qiuzhou is very prosperous, the street is full of people, the sound of selling is endless. Now it was late afternoon, so the three of them came to an inn.

The three of them are all men in the eyes of outsiders, two large and one small, and they have opened two rooms in total, how to divide this? After dinner, the three of them went upstairs and went into the room separately. Yuan Qing and Yuan Bao are sisters and brothers, they sleep in one room, it used to be okay, but now Yuan Qing is seventeen years old, according to the ancient people's thoughts, seventeen-year-old girls are not allowed to sleep in a room with anyone other than their husbands.

"So, Xiaobao, how about sharing a room with me?" Mo Zi Sandao.

"That'...... So be it. Yuan Qing said in embarrassment, it was really difficult for her to give Xiaobao to others.

"Sister, my brother and I went in." Yuan Bao said goodbye to her.

Yuan Qing didn't know what to say, turned around and pushed the door in. The room is very clean, there should be guests coming to live every day, cleaning every day, Yuan Qing is still a little unaccustomed, she is a bit clean. After a tired day, she called Xiao Er, asked him to fetch hot water, took a bath by herself, and suddenly felt a lot more comfortable.

Stepping out of the bathtub, put on a snow-white robe, the ink hair is scattered, a delicate face is not gorgeous, but clear and flawless, the freshly washed face, surrounded by moisture, slender eyebrows like distant mountains and daisies, like clouds and smoke, a pair of black and white pretty eyes, clear eyes, bright as peach and plum, white and moist with healthy skin without impurities, slender neck, Miaoman's posture, all of this tells her beauty.

Yuan Qing is very satisfied with her appearance, and she can't say why she is satisfied, in her words, this is not narcissism, it is self-confidence.

Anyway, there was no cosmetic surgery in ancient times, that's all.

Just as she was about to go to bed, Yuan Qing's mind flashed Xiaobao's appearance, so she put on her clothes and prepared to inquire about Xiaobao's news, and walked calmly to the door of the opposite room to listen to the news inside. But she listened with her sharp ears for a long time and didn't hear any sound, Yuan Qing was a little anxious, even if she fell asleep, there should be snoring. So he didn't care too much, and reached out and knocked lightly on the door.

It's just that she knocked for a long time and no one opened the door, and no one answered, Yuan Qing was anxious, this room is right, what's going on? Simply pushed the door, the door was difficult to push open, Yuan Qing was more anxious, and hit the door hard, at this time the door opened, Yuan Qing used too much force, and directly hit the person who opened the door.

The person who opened the door was Mo Zisang, Yuan Qing hit him, Yuan Qing was dizzy, and Mo Zisang was almost knocked to the ground by him. He grabbed the person who hit him, and it took a while for the two to settle down.

Yuan Qing rubbed her head, looked up, a familiar handsome face, she reacted, she was leaning on his arms at this time, Yuan Qing was shocked in her heart, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry." "Busy distancing himself from him. Yuan Qing is really not used to being too close to others.

"It's fine." Mo Zisangjun's face was still gentle.

"I'm here to see Xiaobao." For a long time, Yuan Qing held back this sentence.

"Sister." The sweet children's voice sounded, and Yuan Bao walked out of it, he was wearing pajamas, yawning, and he looked like he hadn't woken up yet.

Seeing him, Yuan Qing was inexplicably relieved, and said to Mo Zisang again: "I'm sorry." Yu Bao pulled Xiao Bao and said, "Xiao Bao, you seem to have forgotten to take medicine." Without waiting for Xiaobao to speak, Yuan Qing pulled him into his room.

Mo Zisang stood in place and looked at the two sisters and brothers, what does this mean?

Closing the door, Yuan Bao asked, "Sister, what medicine did I forget?" ”

Yuan Qing, who wanted to save face, was not red or panting, "You forgot, the disease you got in the village that day, even if this disease is cured, it still needs to be prevented." ”

"Oh, then, what about my sister's medicine?" Yuan Qing blinked with a look of anticipation.

Medicine...... Yuan Qing turned his head, is it medicine? Look at you to save face, you can't get off the stage this time. Yuan Qing secretly wiped his sweat in his heart. Looking at the table, he had an idea, and when he walked to the table, he was still calm and did not panic at all, and even his eyes were calm and made people believe that it was true.

Yuan Qing poured a cup of tea and brought it to Xiaobao, and said calmly: "This is medicine, drink it." ”

The ten-year-old boy has always trusted his sister very much, how to look at it is a cup of tea, the sister said that it is medicine is medicine, so the boy took the tea in the girl's hand, and decided that it was medicine, and drank it all in one gulp, but the taste was still similar to tea.

"Alright, let's go back to sleep." Yuan Qing took the teacup and put it on the table, then pulled the stunned boy and sent him to the door.

Mo Zisang was still in front of the door, looking at the two sisters and brothers for some reason, Yuan Qing was still very calm in his gaze, what kind of joke was he making, how could he reveal that he was here to find out about Xiaobao at this time?

In such a farce without a trace, Yuan Qing's heart was put down, lying on the bed, and she fell asleep after a while.

This is her second time in Qiuzhou, the first time she came to Qiuzhou with the mentality of tourism, she left after staying in Qiuzhou for a few days, this time she came, she was preparing to stay here for a long time. Tianyuan country is a strong country, most of the people live and work in peace and contentment, there are few wars, Qiuzhou is a better place in this country, it is prosperous, stable, most of the people make a living by planting fruit trees and buying fruits, it should be said that Qiuzhou mainly develops the fruit tree industry. Every autumn, the large autumn forest in Qiuzhou is like a fire, and the fragrance of all kinds of ripe fruits can be smelled within a radius of hundreds of miles, and the fruit farmers pick the fruits or take them to Qiuzhou to sell, or transport them to the place to sell.

This business model of buying fruit has been developed in Qiuzhou for a hundred years, and of course it is also developing extremely slowly, after all, the transportation was not very good in ancient times, and the information was not developed.

Now it is autumn, the huge city of Qiuzhou is full of fruity fragrance, and the ancient fruit trees do not sprinkle pesticides, so this fragrance is a faint fragrance far away, very good smell, so people also send Qiuzhou a nickname 'Xiangqiu', autumn will be very fragrant.

The morning breeze wafted into the window with a burst of fruity fragrance, Yuan Qing, who was lying on the bed, stretched his waist, breathed in the air with a faint fragrance, opened his eyes, the sky was already bright, and got up.

Rubbing his eyes, drinking a cup of tea, there was a knock on the door, only to hear Xiao Er outside the door: "Childe, I called for washing water, can I come in?" ”

The inn here is really humane, Yuan Qing is very satisfied, and is about to open his mouth to call him in, and look at his appearance, he is not dressed as a man or a woman, his hair is scattered, and his clothes are men's clothes Yes, after all, she used to be traveling, so how can she care about bringing clothes. So I quickly tied my hair before opening the door.

The guy outside the door was still smiling and groaning, after all, the person who can live in this room is not a noble person but also a rich person, put down the washing things, the guy goes, Yuan Qing closed the door, and washed himself.

Take care of yourself, there is a knock outside the door, it is a crisp children's voice, "Sister...... Brother, are you alright? Yuan Bao always looked embarrassed when he called him a sister dressed as a man.

"Alright." Hearing the boy's voice, Yuan Qing was always happy with ease in his heart.

opened the door, and outside the door were Yuan Bao and Mo Zisang.

Yuan Qing smiled at Mo Zisang and said, "Morning." ”

Mo Zi Sangjun's face was gentle, and he nodded slightly, which was a response.

Yuan Qing pulled Yuan Bao and asked with a smile, "Did you sleep well last night?" ”

"Good." Yuan Bao replied with a smile, looked at Mo Zisang beside him and said: "Brother, my sister always says that my hands and feet are always restless when I sleep, and when I sleep halfway through the night, I staggered in bed, last night, were you squeezed by me?" ”

"Hehe, no, Xiaobao was very peaceful last night, and he didn't fall on the bed." Mo Zisang replied with a gentle smile.

"That's good, Xiaobao thought that he had squeezed your brother, but he was always unsteady in his heart." Xiaobao said, the innocent look of the big eyes added a bit of cuteness to the boy who was only ten years old.

Mo Zisang touched his head with a smile, Yuan Qing watched from the side, and he was a little unhappy in his heart, this feeling was not deliberate, but faintly revealed, and Yuan Qing couldn't control it. Nima, is this the rhythm of a jealousy maniac?

"Let's go have breakfast." Yuan Qingdao.

"Okay." Mo Zi Sandao