"Be your wife?"

"Why, don't you want to?" Du Heng's heart was half cold.

"But......" Mu Yu said, "aren't you already married to the eldest daughter of the Zhaoyao Yun family?" ”

"Retreated." Du Heng's tone was understated, as if he was talking about someone else's business.

Mu Yu's eyes widened in surprise and said, "Retreated?" Why? ”

Du Heng smiled, shook Mu Yu's hand tighter, and said, "Why, aren't you still clear?" ”

Mu Yu's eyes seemed to have a pool of autumn water, she lowered her eyes, looked at Du Heng's hand, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito fly: "But I am a mortal, and I have also married the Qu family......"

"I don't care."

"But isn't this your father's last life? Moreover, even if you don't care, the national teacher won't agree......"

"National teacher?" Du Heng sneered, "He's long gone in Ganjube." ”

Mu Yuqi said: "Not here? Where did he go? ”

"I drove you away."

Seeing that Mu Yu was staring and not speaking, Du Heng smiled bitterly: "It's good that the old people in the family are gone, and no one will interfere in your private affairs anymore." ”

When he said this, a trace of forbearance sadness flashed in Du Heng's eyes, but it disappeared in an instant.

"However, you are the head of the immortals, you are Du Jun, marrying an incompetent mortal as your wife, are you not afraid of the various families gossiping behind your back?" Mu Yu tilted his head slightly, and there seemed to be a little starlight in his eyes as cold as the moon.

"It doesn't matter to me what other people think, I just care what you think." Du Heng's eyes were like torches.

Mu Yu's pale cheeks faintly flushed a little, and he didn't speak.

Du Heng didn't speak, he just stared at Mu Yu's rolling eyes, waiting anxiously.

There was silence inside the house, and a birdsong or two rang out the window from time to time. Du Heng never felt that time was so long, and a fiery heart gradually rose with the passage of time.

She, don't you want to?

Suddenly, Du Heng only felt Mu Yu's hand in his palm, and then held his hand in turn. Then, Du Heng heard the most beautiful words he had ever heard in his life.

"Ah Heng, I am willing to be your wife!"

Since he learned that Qu Jibai was not dead, Du Ruo locked himself in the room again and did not dare to come out. It wasn't until Du Heng repeatedly emphasized to her that Qu Jibai was immortal, and his scattered cultivation could not pose much of a threat, that Du Ruo saw the sun again. However, whenever there was any disturbance, Du Ruo always immediately grabbed the person closest to him and shrank behind him, like a frightened bird.

After Mu Yu's body recovered, he was accompanied by Quan Hui every day to see the scenery everywhere in Boshan. I don't know if it's the joy of good things coming, or the nourishment of a quiet life, the expression on Mu Yu's face is not so cold. But whenever someone mentions the situation on the day of Qu Jichao's death, Mu Yu will immediately fall silent, and the whole person is like falling into an ice cellar, so cold that people can't get close. After a long time, everyone stopped asking.

Everyone was very curious about how Qu Jichao died, but Quan Hui never asked. It's not that Quan Hui is empathetic, it's just that she is more interested in the stories from the mortal world in Mu Yu's mouth than how Qu Jichao died.

Although Quan Hui herself is also a mortal, she was beaten and scolded by her father since she was a child, and she was looked down upon by others, and lived a very miserable life. The folk gadgets in Mu Yu's mouth, those childhood anecdotes, in Quan Hui's eyes, were almost a completely new world, which made her can't help but rekindle her interest in the mortal world, and even doubt that she was not an authentic mortal.

When Mu Yu tells stories, his eyes are always very gentle, and he always smiles when he looks at Quan Hui. Every time Du Heng found that the two of them were telling stories again, he couldn't help but wonder how a person who Mu Yu usually talked so little had so much to say to Quan Hui.

Every time Du Heng saw their two heads together, like two little mice, he often shook his head and smiled bitterly.

One is the innocent little sister who throws herself into her arms, and the other is the fiancée who wants to become a family member in the twilight, according to common sense, the two should be rivals, but in fact, the two people are as good as one person.

The things of this world are really wonderful.

"Sister Muyu, you know so many things, did your father teach you?"

Mu Yu put down the hand of weaving the paper kite, looked at Quan Hui's clear big eyes, and said, "Regarding the Xuanmen spell and the like, it is true that my father taught me, but ......" She picked up the paper kite skeleton she had just woven and handed it to Quan Hui, "I learned these gadgets by myself." ”

Quan Hui took the skeleton, stroked the graceful arc and delicate joints, and exclaimed: "It's so well done, sister, your hands are so skillful." ”

She lifted the skeleton of the paper kite, and the reflection of a few white clouds fell into her eyes through the gaps in the skeleton, like a pool of clear water.

"I never played with these things when I was younger, and my dad wouldn't let me play with them." Quan Hui put down the skeleton of the paper kite, and a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes.

"And what did your father tell you to do?"

"Chopping wood, carrying water, lighting fires, and all the work that needs to be done at home, I do it." Quan Hui sighed softly, "He even asked me to steal, but I didn't want to ......"

Quan Hui fell into the memories of the past, Mu Yu did not interrupt, just listened patiently.

"As soon as I said 'no' to his request, he would beat me and not give me food. Once, I was so hungry that I grabbed meat buns from a dog on the street, only to be chased and bitten by the dog...... The kids on the street laughed at me......"

Quan Hui's eyes suddenly burst like a flood, and bean-sized tears rolled and fell.

"Sister Fang gave me that apple...... It was the first time I've ever touched an apple......

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about it," Mu Yu took Quan Hui's shoulder and patted her gently on the shoulder, as if comforting a wronged child, "Isn't everything okay now?" Be happy. ”

Quan Hui stood up from Mu Yu's arms, wiped a handful of snot vigorously, and said with a smile: "Hmm! All right! Since Sister Fang took me in, I have only known that life can be so interesting and so happy. From that day on, I swore that whatever Sister Fang asked me to do, I would do it! ”

Mu Yu stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on Quan Hui's face, and said, "Look at you, you are crying like a little flower cat, and you still look good with a smile." ”

"Am I good-looking?"

"It's good-looking, of course it's good-looking."

Quan Hui shook her head and said to herself: "It's not good-looking, it's still good-looking ...... sister."

Although it was noon at this time, the sun was warm, but Mu Yu's face was still the cold glow like the moon, which was incredibly beautiful.

"Sister Muyu, you are so beautiful, there must be many men who like you, right?"

"That's not really," Mu Yu's eyes were gentle like water, she took Quan Hui's hand and said, "When you grow up in the future, you will know that when you go to more places, sometimes, men like not only beautiful women." ”

"And what kind of women do they like?"

"They like beautiful and talented women, and I just have a pair of skins."

"Sister, why do you think of yourself like this?" Quan Hui held Mu Yu's hand, "My sister is the most knowledgeable person I have ever met, of course she is talented!" ”

Mu Yu shook his head slightly, pinched Quan Hui's face again, and said, "Silly girl, what kind of talent do you know?" A lot of men are arrogant, and the more you show you in front of men, the more ignorant men appear. In this way, it will not attract men's affection. ”

"Isn't it called talented? What kind of woman is a talented woman? Quan Hui became more and more confused.

"Talent in the eyes of men refers to things that can be enjoyed such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. In the eyes of ordinary men, women are nothing more than their playthings. Women must not only be beautiful, but also know the means to please people, so that women can attract men. ”

"Men are so superficial!"

Quan Hui pursed her mouth, then smiled, and said, "However, not all men are so superficial, and Sister Fang is not. I know that Sister Fang likes you most about being knowledgeable and talented, and he is not interested in those things that are not useful! Alas, if only I could be as knowledgeable as Sister Muyu......"

"If you want to know these things, I can tell you."

"Really? That's great! Quan Hui shook Mu Yu's hand, her eyes crooked and narrowed into a slit.

Mu Yu quietly looked at Quan Hui's innocent little face, and suddenly said faintly: "You also like Ah Heng, don't you?" ”

Quan Hui's face turned red, she dodged her gaze for a moment, and then pulled Mu Yu's arm, "Boom", and said, "Oh, I know that I can't hide anything from Sister Mu Yu's eyes." But sister, don't worry, I definitely won't rob Sister Fang with you. You are such a good person, only you are worthy of him. ”

A mist rose in Mu Yu's eyes, she looked into the distance, and muttered to herself: "Sometimes, I don't know if I can be worthy of him......"

"Of course you deserve it! If you don't deserve it, then no one can! Quan Hui crossed her hands on her hips, and her pride seemed to be talking about herself.

"But," Mu Yu lowered his head, his fingers fiddling with the corners of his clothes, "I haven't done anything good to him, but I have been responsible for him again and again." Not only did he not take it to heart, but he still wanted me to be his wife......"

Quan Hui took Mu Yu's hands and said sincerely: "Then what does it matter?" As long as you are good to Sister Fang from now on, won't you? ”

Mu Yu didn't speak, she touched Quan Hui's head, and her eyes were full of smiles.

"However, then again...... Quan Hui raised her face and rested her head on Mu Yu's shoulder, "Women who are proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting must be all beautiful women, but how many men can marry everyone's beautiful women?" Those laymen, I'm afraid they won't even be able to see the face of the lady......"

Mu Yu said: "You don't have to be a lady to be proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting." ”

Quan Hui straightened up and said, "Then where else can I find such a woman?" ”

Mu Yu tilted his head slightly and said, "Qinglou." ”

"That's right!" Quan Hui clapped her hands in the air, "The women of the Qinglou all rely on pleasing men to eat, and they must know those things." Moreover, they must be beautiful......"

Mu Yu saw that Quan Hui began to wander, so he gently patted Quan Hui's cheek and said, "Little fool, what do you want to go?" ”

Quan Hui came back to her senses, smiled slyly, and said, "Sister Muyu, have you been to the Qinglou and seen those women?" ”

Mu Yu said calmly: "I'm a woman, what do I do in that kind of place." ”

"Do you want to go?"

"What are you going to do there? Women are not welcome there. Not only is it unwelcome, but it can also be dangerous. ”

Quan Hui squeezed her eyes at Mu Yu and said, "I know that there is a green building, which is very fun, and there is no danger for a woman to go." ”

A trace of doubt appeared on Mu Yu's face.

Quan Hui's eyes lit up with a spark.

"Sister Muyu, do you know 'Beizhu'?"