"Yo! Who should I be? Isn't this the master disciple of the palace master? ”

The one who spoke was the second son of the Hou Mansion, and he was also An Jing's second brother Chongkang.

What bad luck to meet him before you even entered the door!

An Jing didn't want to pay attention to him, protecting the gifts for the palace master Zhou and his father in his arms, and turned sideways to enter the door, but he didn't expect Chongkang to step forward and block the way.

"Huh? What are you holding here? Let's take a look at the master first! Saying that, he was about to take it, but An Jing was willing to dodge in a hurry.

Seeing that the thin An Jing couldn't protect the items in his hand, Mo Bunuo hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "The palace master has been waiting for a long time, and I ask the second son to respect himself." ”

Chongkang saw that a subordinate dared to talk to himself like this, and he was furious: "What kind of thing are you!" How dare you talk to the master like this! As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and slapped it firmly on Mo Bunuo's face. In an instant, five red fingerprints were printed on Mo Bunuo's face.

"You!" An Jing was angry when he saw Mo Bunuo being beaten, but he couldn't say anything.

Chongkang took the lead: "What are you, you!" I just hit him, what's wrong? A stinky slave! ”

Mo Bunuo's face froze, and he immediately regained his composure.

But the careful An Jing still found out, so she stepped forward to protect Mo Bunuo behind her, and then said to Chongkang: "I don't allow you to say that about him!" He's my friend! The Master said that all beings are equal! ”

"Yo Yo Yo! Can make you awesome! You've only been reading for a few days, huh? How many Confucian classics do you memorize? I'm a wild seed, and I have the face to protect others? Chongkang disdainfully, "Seeing that the two of you are so protective of each other, I'm afraid there are some unsightly secrets!" No wonder Grandpa hates you! Hahaha! Besides, you learned these things from that old man? Looks like he's not doing that well! ”

"Shut up!" Chongming came over and interrupted Chongkang's words, "Master Gong is Grandpa's honored guest, how can you be slandered!" ”

"Big brother!" Chongkang was a little unhappy, but he didn't dare to refute it.

Chongming looked at the two of them, without too much expression, and said to Chongkang: "Grandpa has been looking for you for a long time, and I want to test your homework." Then he turned and walked away.

Seeing this, Chongkang glared at An Jing and followed.

"Are you alright?" An Jing asked Mo Bunuo tentatively. I saw him shake his head and disappear into the roof.

After dinner, An Jing paced in the small courtyard, thinking about how to apologize to Mo Bunuo. Suddenly, I heard a gust of wind whistling by: "What you said today is true?" ”

Is it the voice of Mobuno? But when I looked around, I didn't see anyone.

"I'm up there." Mo Bunuo said as he looked at An Jing, who was looking around.

An Jing followed the voice, and then saw Mo Bunuo on the roof: "You can take me up, I see you flying around every day, I want to try it too!" ”

Mobuno smiled, and then led her up to the roof.

An Jing calmed down, steadied his footsteps, sat on the ridge of the roof, adjusted the hem of his skirt, and then remained silent, staring blankly at the bright moon in the sky.

Mo Bunuo followed her line of sight and also looked at the moon, but his heart was full of thoughts, and he couldn't remember how long it had been since he had seen the moon in his hometown...

The night was so quiet, and after a long time, Mo Bunuo spoke.

"What you said today is true?"

"What's really fake?" An Jing looked back at Mo Bunuo, who was standing behind him.

"Friend", Mo Bunuo coughed slightly, his hand holding the sword tightened slightly, and his eyes drooped, "Childe said that he and I are friends..."

"Of course it's true!" An Jing smiled, saw the palm print on the young man's face, and then remembered that there was something important to say, and then took out a handkerchief from his arms and opened it, and there was an egg inside: "It's still hot!" Aunt Zhou said that eggs can reduce swelling, I finally begged for one, quickly use this to knead! ”

Mo Bunuo took it and tried to knead it according to An Jing's words, and the handkerchief seemed to have a vague fragrance.

At that time, when I was young, I looked at the moon and was clean, and before I knew it, the fragrance fell in my heart.

"I'm sorry, it's all because I'm not good, you've been injured twice in the past two days." An Jing felt a little guilty, lowered her head, and suddenly brought a little joy: "But in this way, we are also friends in trouble!" ”

"Friends in trouble......" Mo Bunuo muttered, friends in trouble? Needless to say, the Blood Wolf Pavilion has never had a friend there. Whether it is a clan member who hates him, or a person in the house, no one has ever regarded him as a friend, let alone a friend in distress.

After thinking for a long time, Mo Bunuo spoke: "I am a slave, I am afraid that I am not worthy of being a friend of the son's troubles......"

"Phew! How can you say such a thing, what is there that you are not worthy, have you been with the master for so long? An Jing interrupted him a little angrily, "Besides, have I really lived like a son in the mansion...... I said that if you are a friend, you are a friend! ”

Looking at An Jing's serious expression, somehow, a warm current welled up in Mo Bunuo's heart, and his eyes were a little moist, he turned his face away and adjusted his expression: "Okay, a friend is a friend, thanks to Gongzi not giving up, Mo Bunuo only has this kung fu, and he will protect Gongzi for a lifetime!" ”

"Good! Deal! ”

"Hahahaha!"

Under the moon, young people made a promise, firm, slightly immature but warm.

It's just that Mo Bunuo doesn't know how much he will pay to fulfill the agreement at this time in the future......