After they walked away, Ling Ruofang straightened up, raised his eyes and saw Mo Yu kneeling there lightly, sighed lightly, and said distressed and angry: "If she wants to say it, let her say it, why bother to be like her?" Let yourself suffer this in vain. Look at how reckless you will be in the future. ”

Mo Yu hurriedly shook her head and muttered, "The slave doesn't dare to make trouble for the girl anymore." ”

Looking at her aggrieved face and didn't dare to speak, Ling Ruo's heart softened, squatted down and stroked her long braids and said: "I'm not afraid of trouble, and it's not that I don't know that you are standing up for me, but taking advantage of the moment will not help the matter itself, but it is easy to be grabbed by others and cause disaster." In this house, it is no better than the outside, and you must look ahead and look backward in everything you do, and you must not be greedy for a moment. At the moment, I have no foundation in Baylor House, and the only person I can trust is you, if something happens to you, what should I do? ”

Mo Yu was greatly moved by these heartfelt words, and knew that the girl really regarded her as her own before she would say this, and said solemnly at the moment: "The slave maid has written it down, and the slave maid swears that she will be cautious in her words and deeds in the future." ”

"That's good." Ling Ruo relieved his mind at this time, and said quite worriedly: "Does it hurt to kneel?" "This path is paved with hexagonal stones, which are the most slippery, but if one kneels on it, the water chestnuts of the stones will pierce into the flesh, and some of them can even pierce their clothes and pants and bleed. Fortunately, it is winter at the moment, and wearing cotton clothes and pants is not as painful as when I was wearing thin clothes, but the pain is inevitable.

Mo Yu shook his head and said: "It doesn't hurt, it's not the first time for the slave to kneel, I'm used to it, but the girl, your body is just right, don't be tired anymore, hurry up and sit in the pavilion, the slave and maid promise to kneel well, never move and never stand up." Lest Ling Ruo not believe it, she raised her hand again and swore an oath.

Seeing that she was still thinking about her body while being punished, looking at that serious face, a layer of water gradually appeared in Ling Ruo's eyes, blurring her eyes, and she couldn't see the things in front of her clearly, but her heart had never been as clear and firm as it was now.

Since fate is unchangeable, the only thing she can do is to work hard to face it, not to be decadent, not to give up, to live strongly, and to protect the people she wants to protect.

"Why are you crying, girl?" Mo Yu asked puzzledly, and on Ling Ruo's small cheeks, which were as small as lotus petals, a transparent liquid slid down. Even though the girl cries beautifully, she still likes the way the girl is happy, and it looks the best.

"I didn't cry, I just accidentally got blinded by the wind, and I didn't have anything to do." Ling Ruo smiled and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, stroked Mo Yu's round face with pity and said, "Bear with me, an hour will pass soon, and I will accompany you here." ”

She didn't dare to let Moyu get up, in case someone saw it and spread it to Li Fujin's ears, it would only make her feel that Moyu was disobedient to discipline, and her life would be even more difficult in the future.

Finally survived an hour, Ling Ruo helped Moyu limp back to Lanyue Residence, and when passing by the small courtyard, he happened to meet a few well-dressed Gege gathered together to chat, and when he saw their master and servant's embarrassed appearance, he naturally couldn't help but laugh for a while.

Ling Ruo ignored their cynicism, went straight back to the room and closed the door, let the ears be quieter, and waited for Mo Yu to sit down and said, "You are so resting today, you don't have to serve me, I will take care of myself." ”

Mo Yu shook her head with a smile and said, "Girl, don't worry about the slave, the slave doesn't hurt anymore, but your body just happened to help the slave and maid walk for so long, so you should have a good rest." What's more, the slaves and maids are used to their work, and now you suddenly ask the slaves and maids to sit, and the slaves and maids are uncomfortable. ”

This time, Moyu was very stubborn, no matter what Ling Ruo said, she refused to listen, and in desperation, Ling Ruo had no choice but to follow her, only telling her to be careful when she walked around, and not to be strong.

Time is like still water, silent but never stops, Ling Ruo stood in front of the four-edged window and quietly stared at the dark night sky, in the depths of the night sky that was not thousands of feet high, the bright moon hung still, and the stars were shining.

"Phew!" There was a soft sound from a distance, Ling Ruo woke up from a trance, and when he looked around, he saw a gorgeous fireworks blooming in the night sky, and this was just the beginning, after it, there were constantly fireworks rising into the sky, blooming, dissipating, and blooming again, rendering the night sky colorful and beautiful.

Mo Yu was also attracted by the fireworks, standing beside Ling Ruo in admiration, and she reluctantly withdrew her gaze until the fireworks were over.

"Who's setting off fireworks?" Although fireworks are made of gunpowder like firecrackers, its production process is much more difficult than firecrackers, which also leads to the price of fireworks is several times that of firecrackers.

"Today is the big day for the eighth elder brother to marry Fujin, and the fireworks just now must have been set off by the Eight Baylor Mansion. I heard that the Beatitudes are...... Xi'an General Mo ...... Mo ...... "Mo Yu couldn't remember the name of the adult when she broke her head, so she was so angry that she knocked on her head, she remembered it just now, why couldn't she remember it in a blink of an eye."

"But Xi'an General Mo Baren?" Ling Ruo had heard Ling Zhu talk about this person, brave and good at fighting and knowing how to march and arrange, he was a rare general in this dynasty, but unfortunately he was killed in the Battle of Dzungaria.

"Yes, yes, yes!" Mo Yu nodded again and again, "It's this name, it's still a girl's brain." I heard that Bafujin is the only blood and blood of General Mo Baren, and the general's wife died of illness not long after the general's death in battle, and the emperor took pity on the general's daughter and was lonely, so he took her to the palace to raise her, and it was not until this year that she was married to the eighth elder brother. ”

"This year is really lively, first our house has accepted the side Fujin, and now it is the eighth elder brother who has married the Fujin." Mo Yu snapped her fingers and smiled: "There are seven days before the New Year, and it will be lively again, Daddy will kill the pig that has been raised for a year, and Grandma will take out the new clothes that have been made for a long time......" The more she spoke, the quieter she became, because she suddenly remembered that she was no longer at home.

Ling Ruo let out a long sigh, put his arm around Mo Yu's shoulder and comforted: "It's only three years, it's gone soon, after these three years, you can go back to reunite with your father, and I will accompany you for the New Year in these three years." ”

Mo Yu sniffed, wiped away the tears gathered in her eyes, and nodded vigorously, "Well, the slave and the girl celebrate the New Year together." ”

It was night, Ling Ruo lay in bed for a long time and couldn't sleep, Moyu could go home to reunite with his relatives in three years, so where was the end of his own? Or is there no end to it?

"Alas......" has sighed more times since the draft than she's done in the previous fifteen years combined.

Get up in your clothes, put on your shoes and go outside, there are no fireworks and dazzling, the bright moon is still conspicuous in the night sky, like water and moon flowers quietly sprinkled in the courtyard.

The night in December is extremely cold and quiet, and everything is silent, unlike the three seasons of spring, summer and autumn, there are cicadas and insects chirping, occasionally a gust of wind blows, shaking the branches of the trees, Ling Ruo tightened his clothes and walked slowly among the winding paths by the moonlight, and the soft-soled embroidered shoes made a slight sound when he stepped on the ground.