Zhun Tur looked at Shen Mo and was not very enthusiastic about the poetry meeting, and it seemed that he was not quite the same as the other women.

The silent and beautiful eyes just glanced at the small vendors on the side of the road from time to time, and they could cheer up a little about those crystal bracelets.

Her hair was draped over her shoulders, and Dzuntoor could smell the faint fragrance wafting from her hair as he walked behind her.

You must know that the annual poetry festival in Shuxia Kingdom is a good opportunity for many women to find the lover of their dreams, and everyone will take this opportunity to show their best selves.

And the silence beside him is dressed in plain clothes and is not deliberately dressed, compared with those women with heavy makeup, there is another flavor.

Many talented scholars on the road have long been tired of seeing those young ladies who are covered in powder and heavy makeup, and when they saw Shen Mo's temperament of a pheasant who is out of the world and does not eat fireworks in the world, they naturally took a second look.

But after looking at it twice, it became extremely difficult to take the eyes off Shen Mo, so walking slowly on the road became the focus of everyone.

Zhuntur followed behind Shen Mo, and naturally saw that she was a little bored, and seemed not interested in poetry.

If he wanted to say something, he shook his head and didn't speak, and he didn't say anything, so naturally it was not convenient for him to ask more.

Dzuntur smiled and didn't ask any further. Quietly stayed by Shen Mo's side and stopped talking.

Shen Mo was preoccupied all the way, looking at the women on the street who were about to go to the poetry meeting, and his heart was not happy.

The street is naturally lively, the road is full of lights, hanging a red ribbon, many girls even if they can't go out, they are upstairs through the window to show half of their faces, looking at the lively scene of the street.

Those persecuted women are only at this age, and if they were not killed, they would have been dressed up by their mothers at home and put on their favorite clothes.

It's a pity that I don't have enough ability to completely solve the matter.

Thinking of this, Shen Mo sighed deeply.

But Shen Mo didn't think that someone could help those girls, so who could help Shen Mo?

Compared to other people's situations, I'm afraid that silence is the most pitiful girl.

Zhun Tur was a relatively sensitive person, looking at Shen Mo and sighing for a long time, he thought that she was dissatisfied with herself.

Secretly scolded himself, and when he thought about it, he didn't know what Shen Mo was worried about, and what he was thinking about with a sad face.

Zhun Tul secretly thought to himself: "It's really useless for scholars, and I can't even guess the thoughts of the girls in front of me, and I have read so many books in vain." ”

Dzuntur is naturally modest, if he is wood, then I am afraid that no scholar in the world dares to call himself a scholar.

On weekdays, it's just that he doesn't show his water, and the book is naturally full of books, and I'm afraid that the ink in his stomach can be written with two points casually.

The poetry festival was on a grand scale, and before Shen Mo and Dzuntur had even approached, they could hear the chatter of people.

All kinds of literati and ink writers and daughters exchanged heads and ears, but when Shen Mo walked by, they would always let their words fall, and their eyes stared directly at the girl in front of them.

"Miss Shen, we came just right, listen, how lively."

Is it afraid that those eyes with other thoughts will affect the silent mood, and Zhun Tour's attention will be diverted from her.

Zhuntur pointed ahead excitedly and said to Shen Mo with a happy face.

"yes, it's hilarious."

Shen Mo tried not to think too much about this kind of thing, after all, his ears are more sensitive than normal people, and if all the voices of those people are included in his ears, his eardrums will probably explode.

Zhun Tur unfolded the folding fan in his hand, adding a scholarly temperament, and his literary quality was courteous and talented.

has poetry and books in his belly, not to mention that Zhun Turben is very good-looking, and his seven-foot figure also makes him look dignified.

Several of the women had already noticed Dzuntur, and with a shy face, they covered their faces with handkerchiefs, but their eyes couldn't stop looking this way.

Shen Mo looked at the women with infatuated faces, and he didn't think so.

"Look at that boy, it's really hard to take your eyes off."

I don't know which lady saw Zhuntuer and talked to her friend next to her, and pointed at Shen Mo who was standing next to Zhuntuer.

But when I saw the silence next to Zhuntur, I didn't know whether it was jealousy or jealousy, and I couldn't help but feel a little angry in my heart.

"Who is next to that son, he is dressed so old-fashioned, he really doesn't deserve to stand next to such a handsome son."

The woman's friend also began to comment on Shen Mo.

When she said this, many men shook their heads slightly, after all, it was too sour in these words, and the air began to gradually become sour.

Shen Yan, who was not far away, was very happy when he heard these young ladies' comments on Shen Mo, covered his mouth and snickered, twisted the waist of the water snake and walked over.

"Do you know who is next to that son?"

Although Shen Yan didn't know the young ladies who commented on Shen Mu, the enemy of the enemy was his friend, and Shen Yan usually talked to them as if he was familiar with them.

"We don't know, but you're..."

Although the young ladies didn't know Shen Yan, they naturally didn't slack off easily when they saw her dress, and they spoke respectfully.

Seeing the reactions of those young ladies, Shen Yan naturally felt more proud on his face, and his heart was very useful.

In the capital, all big families with heads and faces will let their young ladies attend the poetry ceremony, and everyone is more respectful to women in noble dresses, for fear of accidentally provoking some famous nobles.

But sometimes you don't want to provoke anyone, who wants to provoke you, just like walking slowly on the road now and silently no longer know who you have provoked.

"The person you just commented on is my sister."

Shen Yan chuckled, and was very happy at the thought of Shen Mo being evaluated by someone with a rustic attitude just now.

People are always unwilling to look at things in the world with an honest eye, and they are always willing to lie to themselves.

Shen Yan is naturally not an otherworldly person, her vision is the same as that of ordinary people, and she is just shaking her head calmly in her heart, unwilling to admit that Shen Mo is more beautiful and eye-catching than herself.

"I'm sorry, we didn't know it was your sister..."

These women gathered together were all small families, looking at the people in front of them wearing a lot of clothes, and when they thought of the gaffe just now, they quickly apologized.

Hearing this, Shen Yan's eyes widened, and he hurriedly explained, as if he was afraid that he would let others misunderstand how good his relationship with Shen Mo was.

"Don't be afraid, my sister, she was born different from ordinary people, and it is reasonable for you to say this."

Shen Yan stared viciously at the silence standing with Zhuntur in the distance.

His eyes glanced at Zhuntuer's body, and he was secretly a little uncomfortable in his heart, and cursed in a low voice: "Why are all the good men in the world robbed by her." ”

Their eyes were full of playfulness, and they glanced at them lightly, and from time to time a mocking look appeared on their faces, looking at the silence in the distance.

People have always liked to get together and find a sense of their own existence in others.

After all, everyone has a demon living in their hearts, and when they see someone better than themselves, they will inevitably have jealousy and can't get rid of it.

For them, there are only two kinds of people in the world, one is the one who can be their friend, and the other is the enemy.

As if sensing the strange eyes around him, Shen Yan secretly laughed in his heart, snorted softly, and glanced at Shen Mo contemptuously.

made Shen Mo usually so arrogant, but today he finally got over his addiction, Shen Yan really hasn't been so happy for a long time.

Shen Yan's gorgeous clothes naturally attracted the attention of many people, but most of the people who came up to talk to Shen Yan were nothing more than people who wanted to talk to her.

"Sister, let's participate in the poetry meeting together today, my sister is young, she is new to the city, and I hope my sister will take care of her."

The person who spoke was the youngest daughter of the royal family in the capital, the youngest of this group, who had learned from adults since she was a child.

Her beautiful eyes glanced at Shen Yan in front of her lightly.

Maybe the little girl in front of her has been an extremely intelligent person since she was a child, and just by glancing at it, she can see Shen Yan's careful thoughts.

Shen Yan naturally hopes that there will be more and more people who hate silence, and seeing that these young ladies hate silence, he is also happy to be satisfied.

Shen Yan didn't pay attention to the little girl's small movements around him, but took her hand kindly, pulled one left and one right, looked around, and said happily to them.

"You just call me Sister Yan, what about you, what do you call it?"

Shen Yan held the shelf, looking like a soldier, looking at the naïve little girl in front of him, he naturally didn't take them seriously.

"I'm Wang Xiaoxiao, my sister can call me Xiaoxiao directly, and next to me is my distant cousin cousin."

Shen Yan looked at the people in front of him, all of them looked like a group of demons dancing wildly, and they all had their own appearances, and they were about to laugh out loud in their hearts: "What kind of monsters dare to come to participate in the poetry ceremony, and they still want to rob King Wu with me." ”

As he spoke, the women next to him all saluted Shen Yan to show respect.

Shen Yan also returned the salute gracefully, and the mocking smile on his face was hidden at the moment when he lowered his head, and no one noticed the contempt on Shen Yan's face.

Shen Yan smiled with satisfaction, walking arrogantly at the front of this group of people, enjoying the taste of being supported.

Looking at the faces of the people carefully, it seemed as if they were sure that they had been trained to be the most heartfelt hounds, and that they would bite whoever he commanded them to bite.

nodded with satisfaction, turned around and elegantly led a group of subordinates behind him to go where they wanted to have fun early.

let go of the weak and boneless little hand that had been holding Wang Xiaoxiao for a long time, and took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped it carefully at the moment when no one was paying attention.

The handkerchief was not taken back into Shen Yan's arms, but he casually threw it on the ground.

This scene naturally couldn't escape Wang Xiaoxiao's eyes, her smile instantly froze for a long time, and she couldn't speak......

"Ah...... What do you mean by this stinky girl, do you think I'm some dirty thing? Wang Xiaoxiao looked at Shen Yan in front of him dumbfounded

Wang Xiaoxiao looked at Shen Yan who was walking in front, and was angry, and she was respectful and respectful on the surface, and she had already scolded Shen Yan from head to toe in her heart.

directly gave the maid next to him a look and asked her to check Shen Yan's background.

The little girl seemed to be obsessed with the half-gnawed apple in her hand for a long time and was reluctant to move, until Wang Xiaoxiao glared at her, and she hurriedly put down the reluctant apple.

Shen Yan walked in front and faced Wang Xiaoxiao's small movements in the back, so he naturally didn't know it, and thought that these little girls were all in the same group as him.

The atmosphere of the poetry ceremony is getting more and more enthusiastic, and those young ladies and sons are also eager to try, wanting to achieve a good result in the next competition.

"Miss Shen, let's get closer."

Zhuntur watched as he stood still in silence and kindly reminded.

Shen Mo naturally rolled his eyes, as if he wanted to find a familiar figure in the crowd.

"Oh... Okay, let's go over. ”

Silently came back to his senses, saw the gentle face of Zhuntur, and obediently followed him.

Shen Mo's face turned red, his head bowed, and he was dragged away by Zhun Tur.

The people in front gradually increased, and it was very lively, and Zhuntur protected her on the left side of the silence, so as not to let her be rushed by the crowd.

Shen Mo nodded to Tur in thanks, and he was more careful to leave more space for Tur.

"Ahh

Silently covering his shoulders in pain, two men passed by him, but he swaggered and did not apologize at all.

Shen Mo glared at the two men fiercely, and scolded secretly in his heart: "These two rabbit cubs have blinded your dog's eyes. ”

However, as a lady who participated in the poetry ceremony, she naturally couldn't say such vulgar words.

"Miss Shen, it's okay!"

Zhun Tur hurriedly came over to check if Shen Mo had been injured, and saw that she was okay before he went over to catch up with the two men who hit Shen Mo.

Shen Mo is an extremely strong girl, but on the surface, she doesn't know why she seems to be weak and weak, and there is always an urge to protect.

"You hit someone, why don't you apologize!"

Juntur scolded silently and hurriedly tried to stop it, but it was also a step too late, so he could only lower his head and shake his head helplessly.

Although Juntoor looks like a scholar, he has a unique aura that makes people have to face it.

"You poor scholar, I just bumped into your little friend, what's the matter, you have the ability to bump back!"

The two men were tall and tall, and they pretended to lean straight towards Dzuntour.

Zhun Tuer rolled up his sleeves and stared at his eyes, and shouted loudly: "I'm afraid that when you don't make your grandfather-to-be mix on the road, you don't know where to drink Meng Po soup." ”

"Hey, when did you still mess around on the road?"

As soon as these words came out, the snot that was about to make Shen Mo laugh was about to come out.

"Forget it, I don't need you to apologize, let's go."

Shen Mo hurriedly ran over to stop Zhuntur, not wanting him to provoke those hooligans and ruffians for his own sake, he had already troubled him enough.

The two men glared at Tur fiercely, and then swaggered away again.

Zhuntur didn't care about the two men, and watched Shen Mo stop him, afraid that he would conflict with them, and his heart swelled with warmth.

Silent eyes were always shining, as if the stars in the entire sky were in her eyes, yes, she couldn't move away just by looking at them.

Zhun Tur was also speechless for a long time, until Shen Mo pushed him.

"Quasi, let's go, the poetry meeting is about to start."

Shen Mo pulled Juntour's sleeve and walked straight to the stage of the poetry ceremony.

was dragged away by Shen Mo like this, and Zhun Tuor felt that time was several beats slower, and all the people next to him were blind, and there was only Shen Mo in his eyes and mind.

Although Shen Mo didn't want to entangle with those two arrogant men, he felt that their appearance was suspicious.

Shen Mo tilted her head as she walked, pouting and frowning with a very cute expression, but she didn't notice the strangeness of Zhuntuer beside her.

Zhuntur pushed silently, seeing that she did not react, as if she was thinking carefully about something, so he could only quietly look at the ground and continue to walk with her.

It's just that from time to time I glance at her suspiciously, and secretly think in my heart what she is thinking so distractedly.

But he didn't care about it when he glanced at Shen Mo, but his eyes seemed to be stuck in a muddy pond and he couldn't leave, and his heart was as sweet as eating honey for a long time.

If there was no one around, he would have growled, "Ah...... Oh my God, this is so cute, why can this girl look like this even if she thinks about something. ”

Not an exaggeration, not an exaggeration...... And that's exactly what happened!

The two men who attended the poetry ceremony were some literati and ladies, and the two men just now didn't look like literati or inkmen, so why did they come to the poetry ceremony?

Feeling empty around his waist for a while, he silently lowered his head to find that his purse and rabbit pendant were gone.

Shen Mo suddenly stopped, and Zhun Tuor, who was looking at the silence in a daze, braked suddenly, hurriedly wiped the saliva from his mouth, and asked.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?"

Juntoul found that Shen Mo stopped, and his expression was serious, not knowing what was happening.

"My purse and bunny pendant are missing."

Shen Mo didn't care about the purse, what he cared about was the little rabbit pendant, which was a gift from the puppy to himself, and it was naturally very heartbreaking to lose it now.

Because she grew up in that kind of environment, few people will be really good to her, let alone anyone will give her gifts.

So Shen Mo is very concerned about every thing that others send him.

"Miss Shen, I'll help you get it back."

Zhun Tur didn't want to look at the silent and sad look, the two people just now hadn't gone far, and they should be able to catch up at this time.

Perhaps it was the innate magical temperament of Silence, and Zhuntur didn't even think that his feet would move like he was stepping on Hot Wheels.

"Don't go..."

Before the silent words could be finished, Dzuntur had already turned back to chase after the two men.

Afraid that something would happen, Shen Mo also chased after Zhuntur, after all, now the poetry festival is about to start, and it would be bad if something happened.

There was a surging flow of people, and after a while, they separated from Dzuntur after being short stature, and they couldn't see where they were going.

After chasing for a long time, he couldn't catch up with the person in front of him, but was scattered by the flow of people, and Shen Mo could only pout, chop his feet, and said: "Ah, this stupid guy has never seen a woman!" I can be fascinated like this. ”

It's just that Shen Mo didn't notice that he was talking about himself.

According to the silent ice and ice-like intelligence, Zhun Tour's reaction all the way naturally fell into her eyes.

On the high platform, Wu Wang Ye Tingchen saw the petite and panicked silence in the crowd at a glance, and his eyes stayed on her.

It's hard for him not to pay attention, everyone is silent, it seems that such a beautiful girl is naturally everyone's prey.

I don't know what she's looking for, and I keep looking around. Ye Tingchen even had an impulse in his heart to go down and help her immediately.

The more I looked, the more familiar I became, and I faintly felt in my heart that the person in front of me might be the woman who saved me that day.

"King Wu, the poetry festival is about to start."

As the builder of the poetry ceremony, Li Wen can naturally sit on the high platform with King Wu Ye Tingchen.

In order for the money to fall into his pocket smoothly, Li Wen also worked hard to ensure the perfect progress of the poetry meeting.

And King Wu's actions beside him were obviously incompatible with his own money, and he hurriedly opened his mouth to persuade.

Ye Tingchen listened to Li Wen's words, nodded, and his eyes unconsciously drifted to the silent place.

Ye Tingchen unconsciously picked up a glass of wine from the Western Regions, and it was difficult for a beauty to be drunk with a good wine.

"Miss Shen, it's back."

Holding the pendant of the wooden white rabbit and the fragrant woman's purse, Zhuntur quickly ran towards Shen Mu.

Hearing someone call him, Shen Mo also looked at Zhuntur, and was very excited to see that he really helped him recover the little white rabbit.

Excited to excited, but remembering the dumb look of Zhuntur just now, he got angry, and knocked on his head affectionately and said, "Are you stupid? If you leave me here, you're not afraid that I'll be abducted by human traffickers. ”