- In the face of the tea shop owner's active invitation, the maid Xiaoyu showed a hint of hesitation, and before Ye Nuonuo spoke, she first asked: "Miss, did you say that someone will come to pick us up later?"

"There will definitely be, but we can't be sure when they'll come, and I'm afraid they can't imagine that our umbrella will become like this." Ye Nuonuo thought for a moment, and then said: "If the family doesn't come for a long time, we can only trouble this uncle in the tea shop."

The owner of the tea shop smiled when he heard this, and didn't speak again, but Ye Nuonuo's words made him suddenly think again: Who is this lady, why did he only bring so many servants when he went out?

However, his thoughts turned, and soon his mind became clear again: maybe this child ran away secretly, otherwise, at her age, the people in her family might not agree to her coming to the beach today to join in the fun, crowded with so many people.

At this time, among the few guys sitting around the charcoal basin, one of them said to the owner of the tea shop: "Boss, there are still a few unused tablecloths in the tablecloth I brought when I went out this morning, so why don't you give them to these young ladies to wrap them in the cold?" It's better than wearing wet and cold clothes all the time, and if you get really sick, it's no wonder it's uncomfortable."

The owner of this tea shop, since he was willing to let his men watch the sailing ceremony of the merchant ship, but kept himself alone in the shop, it seems that he is naturally a good talker.

Sure enough, I saw that he only hesitated for a moment, and immediately nodded in agreement.

The man who spoke immediately got up and went to the back of the tea-making counter and opened a large box. On the brazier, Ye Nuonuo was happy at first and grateful, but soon she became worried again, because of the men at the table next to her.

Mo Ye noticed the direction of Ye Nono's eyes flickering, and probably guessed the reason for her worry. But in the details it is inaccurate.

Immediately, she stood up and took off the green coat she was wearing outside, and only wore the plain middle coat inside. Then she shook the wet Tsing Yi horizontally above the brazier, hanging it for a short distance, and the top of the Tsing Yi soon steamed hot.

Mo Ye looked at Ye Nuonuo, who was sitting by the brazier with a stunned expression. Just said a little casually: "Among the few of us. . . You have the most obvious symptoms of wind chill now, and you have to change out of your rain-soaked clothes, and you can't wear the one inside. Just put on my clothes."

Ye Nuonuo said in a daze: "Then what should you do?"

Mo Ye smiled slightly: "Don't worry about me."

Mo Ye thought that he was now dressed as a young boy, so he deceived him, and disguised himself enough to confuse the real with the outside of his body, as for the disguise at the spiritual level. In the years she spent in the academy, she had so many lessons to learn.

But she probably didn't expect it. At this time, Ye Nuonuo was slightly ashamed because of her disguise.

The maids on both sides didn't have too many feelings except for surprise, because Mo Ye was a good object. It's not them.

Soon, the heat on the green cloth clothes that Mo Ye shook off in his hand gradually faded, and that was because the clothes were almost dry. At this time, the plain shirt on her own body began to steam, which was due to the double heat of her personal body temperature and the charcoal fire on the periphery. Raw reactions.

The white clothes and white gas gradually made Mo Ye's image fall into the eyes of others, and it became a little bright, but she herself was not aware of it yet.

But the few people at the table on the side had already subconsciously turned their eyes away, not only because Mo Ye's image at this time was a bit peculiar, but also because in their memory, they had not forgotten that when they were queuing up to enter, there was a master who took this young man to leave the team.

Mo Ye didn't know this, and she didn't have much chance to contact the person at the next table, but maybe it was the instruction of heaven's will, and in the heavy rain, a gust of wind suddenly swept away.

This wind did not blow over the tea shed, nor did it blow off the clothes in Mo Ye's hands, and even the wisps of heat on the tea soup in the tea bowl did not bend much because of this wind.

However, the ribbon of the Mo Ye bundle floated up with the wind.

Maybe the wind can't be blamed for this. After passing through the crowds and running to avoid the rain, the belt was about to fall. It's just that later my head was wet with rain, and the belt was also wet and stuck to my head, and I could still hang on my head for the time being. At this time, the fire was roasted in front of the brazier for a while, and several people were the first to dry their heads, and Mo Ye's fluffy and slightly curly hair suddenly showed its original appearance, and finally "squeezed" off the belt that had no binding force at all.

The dry and fluffy head, a few strands hanging from his forehead, shook in front of his eyes, Mo Ye was slightly panicked, and felt that his disguise seemed to be about to be revealed.

But she quickly calmed down again, and said secretly: The cloak is scattered, not only the dress of a woman, although with her current age, she can't pretend to be the demeanor of those literati when they are handsome and wanton, but this does not deny that men can't show people in their clothes.

Just said that Master, there was a time when he didn't tie the crown, or in the academy, and when it was time to come to the lecture class, he took a belt and casually bundled the ink, but after class, it attracted several teenagers to imitate it at the same table.

Thinking of this, Mo Ye felt a little more confident in his heart, calmed down, handed the almost dried Tsing Yi to Ye Nuonuo, and then turned around to look for the belt.

Unfortunately, the ribbon, which was also azure color, floated to the next table, at the feet of a teenager.

If it weren't for the fact that his feet were resting there, stuck in the belt, and when it floated out of the tea shed, Mo Ye might have to run out in the rain to pick it up.

However, when Mo Ye, who was about to walk over, met the young man's eyes, she couldn't help but hesitate.

The eyes of this teenager are completely different from those young students in the same class and teacher in the academy.

Although his gaze is not. [,！ There is a hint of affection, but it can't be said to be indifference, it's just a feeling of calm, calm to ...... 目空一qiē.

He didn't seem to see the strap under his feet.

But his gaze was indeed on his own.

What does he mean by that?

Mo Ye didn't know what the young man who was pressing her belt lightly under his feet meant in that kind of eyes. Ye Nuonuo, who was sitting next to the brazier and turned her head to look at it, also felt the same way, but in addition to paying attention to the young man, she also noticed the eyes of his companions, the young men who were traveling with her. There seems to be a hint of banter.

Could it be that they saw Sister Mo's disguise?

Then Sister Mo walked over, will she suffer?

As soon as he thought of this, Ye Nuonuo subconsciously prepared to pull back Mo Ye.

However, she was still a step slower, Mo Ye only walked slowly, and soon she continued to walk towards the table.

Ye Nuono was about to stand up and persuade Mo Ye, but then she saw it again. The boy with the sole stuck in the belt. Bending slightly, he pulled the strap out of the sole.

When Mo Ye saw this scene, he was also slightly stunned.

The boy picked up the azure band. There is neither a casual discarding of the object with contempt like his empty image, nor a gentle and polite return to the person who left it, but just a flat palm in front of his eyes. Holding on to the stagnation of the mind.

Then he gently rested it on the table in front of him. No longer looking at it, nor at the scattered boy who was still a few steps away from him, he just picked up the tea bowl on the table with the hand that picked it up. looked indifferently at the horizon in the distance, and did not drink tea.

The tea bowl in his hand is no longer hot.

The temperature of the tea soup. It doesn't seem to be as warm as the plain middle coat on the side of the scattered boy who was roasted by the melted charcoal fire and directly dissipated the heat.

Mo Ye's steps were retaken after stagnation, as the boy picked up the belt. Lingered again. At this time, she saw him put the strap he had picked up on the table, and although this behavior seemed a little unusual, she did not hesitate for long, and walked forward for the third time.

When he was only one step away from him, Mo Ye stopped, and although he turned his head away, Mo Ye still said seriously: "Thank you."

Mo Ye saw that his smooth shoulders seemed to move, but it seemed that she was just dazzled. Mo Ye sighed softly in her heart, no longer caring whether the other party ignored her thanks or not, and reached out to take the strap that was resting on the table.

But at this moment, the little whirlwind suddenly came again, Mo Ye just stretched out his hand and slowed down by half a beat, and immediately missed himself, and flew out with the wind!

Mo Ye couldn't help but be stunned for a while, and the young man, perhaps because of the sudden floating in his sight of a somewhat familiar thing, looked at it, it turned out to be the same belt, he stared slightly in his eyes for a moment, turned his head and glanced at Mo Ye.

Mo Ye secretly gritted his teeth and ran out into the rain.

She didn't know why she had to chase that belt, the cold raindrops hit the plain shirt that had just been baked, and she felt the slightest chill to her bones, she regretted it a little, but at the same time, she also felt that if she didn't dodge away from the young man's empty and unspeakable sight, would she feel more regretful and uncomfortable.

……

When the heavy rain poured down on the beach in the eastern suburbs of Kyoto, the town of Todo, which was nearly 300 miles away from Kyoto, began to flutter and rain lightly.

www.biquge.info And in this very strange geographical appearance of this small town as a pavilion, about a hundred miles to the north, in the flat sandy land without mountains and few trees, although the clouds are thick, but the rain seems to be suffocated, and it will not fall for a while, but it may bring some pressure to the cavalry rushing under this dark cloud.

As the saying goes, "Spring rain is as expensive as oil."

But that's a general reference, there are also heavy rains in spring, but the frequency is less, and it is more precious. And the experienced veterans stationed in the border can understand that in the land of Nanzhao, the closer to the northern Xinjiang, the climate will become strange, especially the law of weather changes, which is very difficult to understand.

In the south, most of the time, the wind rises, the clouds gather, the rain falls, these three steps, generally take one or two hours to be complete, the weather in the south is somewhat like the mountains and rivers in the south, probably relatively mild, there are also storms, but there is no extreme north to reflect so fast, fast and difficult to guard.

However, the reason why the cavalry team felt the pressure was also related to a distinguished guest in the team at this time.

The rain-proof tarpaulin was ready, and as soon as the rain began to fall, the tarpaulin cover would be lifted and the eight-person carriage in which the distinguished guest was riding. But the soldiers couldn't feel the weather, and they might wait for a moment when the wind suddenly tore through the clouds, and the blazing sun shone down, and they couldn't cover the frame of the distinguished passenger too tightly.

The reason why all the team members feel worried is because the people in the car are too important to them. This is important, not only because of his identity, but also because of a friendship that lived and died together more than ten years ago. This affection, which has become thick because of the precipitation of time, makes all the team members worried, and they dare not joke about his weak body after being seriously injured and the weather that will change his face at any time.

The Yan family's caravan has been transformed by their own craftsmen, although it is already a fine product in the carriage, but on the road, the wheels are still on the ground, and there are still slight bumps.

When the wheels of the carriage were removed and carried by eight strong men selected from the cavalry of the border army, this sedan chair, which had a very strange appearance and function, was almost as if it had broken its connection with the surface, as if it was floating in mid-air, and it was much smoother than when it was on the road before.

After two days and one night of bumpy before, the "flying" car gently undulated, which calmed the minds of the three people in the car a lot, and they soon fell asleep. [,！ ].

However, the three of them had only rested for less than two hours before they all woke up again.

To be precise, it was Lin Shan, who was seriously injured, who suddenly woke up in a coma or light sleep, and then shocked Jiu Niang, who was closest to him. Then the royal doctor, who was leaning on the corner of the car and napping, also shook his shoulders and woke up - it can be seen that he has been holding his heart all the time, and he does not dare to fall asleep.

Looking at Lin Shan, whose forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, the hand that grabbed the collar on her chest finally slowly let go, although Jiu Niang's body and skin were intact, she was already distressed at this time, and her eyes were swirling, but she endured it tenaciously and didn't let it be revealed, but she couldn't stop it from filling her eyes and blurring her vision.

Jiu Niang turned her face, raised her hand to wipe away the tears that were about to flow from her eyes, and then raised her hand to Lin Shan's chest, gently rubbed it for him, and said softly: "Does it still hurt?"

She didn't want him to see a woman's tears again.

He had seen a lot along the way, and every time he saw it, he would cry out to comfort him, although she found it useful......

Kyoto and the county seat of Naxichi are separated by hundreds of miles, and she waited for him for ten years, so she used these ten years to stretch these hundreds of miles into tens of millions of miles. She originally thought that she and him had a shallow relationship because of the thin relationship, but she didn't understand her own mind, and when she saw her again in ten years, he still made her worry about it.

On the night she learned of his death, her heart fell out of her cavity and she almost went with him, but fortunately because of the girl in his "will", she survived for a few days as if her soul was separated, and then she got the news that he was still alive.

However, although she saw him alive, she could still be so close to him at this time, as she often hoped for in the ten years she had spent alone, but in the past few days, her eyes have not stopped flowing tears

(To be continued)