I was amazed by Mo Ziwu's keen insight, but I couldn't help but have a trace of anger on my face. Even though I knew what he said was true, I still couldn't control my emotions. He just said it nakedly, as if Ling'er was a sinister and hypocritical person.

Ling'er's temperament is forced by the environment, not her intention, and the cruel experience makes her have to disguise herself, which has accumulated over the years and has become a part of her life, and will never be simpler again. But she still has a soft and fragile heart, she still yearns for the light after the darkness, and she is still willing to do anything for the people she loves, without regrets.

Mo Zi was worried about him, why did he say that!

Sensing my unhappiness, Mo Ziwei's tone became soft and soothing, "Maybe I'm a little arbitrary, no matter what your sister is, but she is sincere to you." If you take such a fancy to her, she must have something lovely about her. As long as it's someone you like, I'll try to like it. ”

My anger dissipated a lot, and I glared slightly: "Ling'er has become like this because of her bitterness, she is my sister, I don't allow you to say anything bad about her." ”

Mo Ziwu had no choice but to say: "Cheng, you have already spoken, how dare I disobey." ”

A little unhappiness passed like this, we walked together, and saw a stall selling red rope bracelets on the street, and the thin red rope was decorated with a bright red red bean bead, which was very beautiful, and I was happy to see it, so I bought two strings.

The bracelet is made of three strands of red rope, and the stall owner said that this is called Sansheng Rope, which means that it is destined for three lives.

Legend has it that the three-life rope is made of three red vines, the red vine only grows one every 500 years, and it takes 1,500 years to collect three red vines to make a pair of rope chains.

Although the legend is not credible, but the meaning is beautiful, I want to put a red rope on Mo Ziwei, but Mo Ziwei thinks that a dignified man, but he wears a red rope on his hand, which is not good, so he just dodges and does not let me wear it on his hand.

I said angrily, "I bought it for you with good intentions, but you are so good that you are disgusted." ”

Mo Ziwu's face was gentle, but he said: "Kindness should also be used in the right place, this red rope is obviously not suitable for men to wear, but you insist that I accept it, isn't it difficult for a strong man." ”

I was unconvinced and said: "What's inappropriate, I'll look at it and it's fine." ”

Mo Ziwei said disapprenously: "It seems that I need to improve your level of appreciation." ”

dared to sarcastically mock me, and I suddenly couldn't get angry, "That's because you are clumsy and don't know good goods." ”

Mo Ziwei didn't intend to accommodate me, but still insisted: "You and I don't have the same ideas, it's useless to talk more, anyway, I won't wear this red rope." ”

Don't look at Mo Ziwei, who is usually very good at talking, but he didn't expect to let him in this matter. I was angry and annoyed, "When people send you things, you have to push back and block, and you don't give any face, what kind of manly man is it!" ”

Mo Zi worried: "Not all men have to compromise with women, there should still be insistence." I'm not trying to save your face, I'm just seeking truth from facts, do you want to blame me for this? ”

Seeing that my face was full of unhappiness, Mo Ziwei persuaded softly: "As long as we have the same mind, it doesn't matter if we have this red rope or not." ”

I was deflated all of a sudden, my eyelashes trembled slightly, like autumn leaves shaking off in the cool breeze, and somehow I became a little sad, "I'm just scared." The people I love have all been tricked by fate and left me. I'm so scared that one day, I'll lose you. ”

Mo Zi was stunned for a moment, and reached out to caress my forehead, "Why are you so sad all of a sudden?" Listen, Qingqiang, you won't lose me, and I won't lose you. We are all going to be entangled together all our lives, entangled until we are old, entangled until we die, and no one can do without anyone. Mo Ziwei's eyes shone like stars, and there was a kind of strength that made me firm.

Mo Ziwu looked at the three-life rope in my hand and smiled, "I'll just wear this red rope." ”

"Would you really like to wear it?"

"If it can give you peace of mind, why don't I wear it."

So, I cautiously, almost reverently, tied the three-life rope around his wrist, and said uneasily: "Don't take it off." ”

"Well, don't pick it."

"Never take it off."

"Okay." Mo Ziwu chuckled, "I'll never take it off." ”

"High fives for vows."

I must high-five him as an oath to rest assured, Mo Ziwei had no choice but to slap my hands, "You should rest assured." ”

The wrists of the two people were tied with a three-life rope, and the delicate red rope was wrapped around the wrists, and the round red beads slid gently, like plump red beans. The thought of us all wearing the same bracelet gives me a subtle feeling in my heart, like an early spring breeze blowing through my heart, warm and content.

Mo Zi and I smiled at each other, and when I was immersed in wordless happiness, a voice with a cool voice like water came slowly, "Qingqiang." ”

I turned my head to look, and Yu Wenyong in a light ink robe came slowly in the shadow, and I exclaimed: "Your Majesty, ......" and then felt that it was inappropriate, and changed his words, "Fourth son." ”

He Quan and Du Quan, who were following behind Yu Wen Yong, looked at me with strange expressions, Yu Wen Yong had already walked to me, only a few steps away, his expression was light, but the words he said had a meaning that could not be resisted, "Qingqiang, come here." ”

I looked at Mo Ziwei, and then at Yu Wenyong. Mo Zi looked at my tangled appearance, so he smiled and signaled that I could go over and not worry about him. I had no choice but to walk to Yu Wenyong's side, and as soon as I got close, Yu Wenyong quietly grabbed my hand. I was startled and wanted to break free, but I was held by Yuwen Yong. He looked at Mo Zi worriedly and said with a smile: "When I came out today, I never thought that I could meet the old man again, which is really an unexpected joy." When did you come to Chang'an? ”

Mo Ziwei was first surprised by Yuwen Yong's actions, and looked at Yu Wenyong holding my hand tightly, and his eyes were a little cold, "It's been a while." ”

Yu Wenyong smiled and said, "Qingqiang is my personal maid. I'm a servant girl, I'm usually rude, so I didn't cause you any trouble. ”

Mo Ziwei also smiled back, "The fourth prince is serious, Qingqiang is ingenious and understanding, I can't ask for it, how can she be a rough maid." ”

Yu Wenyong glanced at me lightly, and said, "Then how long does Your Excellency plan to stay in Chang'an, is it a temporary residence, or a long-term residence?" ”

Mo Zi glanced at me with a worried eye, "If anyone wants me to stay, then I will stay." ”

The hand was more and more grasped, Yu Wenyong still smiled politely: "I don't know where Your Excellency lives, I'll pay a visit someday." ”

"The humble house is vulgar and not suitable for visitors."

With a faint smile, Mo Ziwei suddenly stretched out his hand to attack Yuwen Yong, who immediately let go of my hand and resisted with his palm. For a moment, the atmosphere froze, and Du Cheng and He Quan half drew their swords to protect Yuwen Yong.

Mo Ziwei didn't make another move, but stuck between me and Yu Wenyong, and smiled casually: "I just saw a fly fall on the hands of the fourth son, so I couldn't help but make a move, the fourth son don't be surprised." ”

Yu Wenyong put down his hand in disbelief, but heard Mo Zi sigh sadly: "In these years, flies love to stare at salty pig paws, but I didn't expect the fourth prince to also suffer from it." ”

When I heard this, the corners of my eyes twitched, and I almost laughed out loud, and when I saw Yu Wenyong's slightly blue face, I couldn't help grinning the corners of my lips. And Mo Ziwu had a leisurely look, as if he didn't know anything.

Yu Wenyong still treated each other politely, and said: "I have always admired Your Excellency's superb martial arts and extraordinary shots, and I have always wanted to find an opportunity to ask for advice." Since you and I are destined to meet today, why don't you learn from each other? ”

Mo Ziwu calmly responded, "Okay, since the fourth prince has a fate with me, then I will help you improve your martial arts." ”

Hearing this, I couldn't help but snicker in my heart, Yuwen Yong listened, his eyebrows and eyes were unconsciously cold, and his face was still smiling, but he faintly gritted his teeth.

The two men smiled indifferently and easily, but there was no bottom in their eyes, and no one knew what they really thought in their hearts.

Mo Ziwei has always been gentle and generous, always reminds me of clean and pure skylight, maybe it is the illusion since we got along these days, I regarded him as a simple and warm ordinary man, but I forgot his other side, the famous "One Sword Immortal". A sword captivates the city, and the flying immortals take the soul.

The sharp undercurrent between today's faint words suddenly made me realize that he is not only my son, but also a sword immortal, a chivalrous Xiao Jianqing, with the spirit of a chivalrous man, the pride of a chivalrous man, and the coldness of a knife.

Finding an empty place where no one was around, the two of them began to move with their bare hands, Yuwen Yong punched very fast, Mo Zi worried's footwork was steady, and he opened in an orderly manner.

Yu Wenyong's quick move is aimed at making people unable to see the flaws, and even if they see it, they don't have time to fight back, he is a preemptive strike and wins quickly. And Mo Ziwei is a late striker, quick and powerful, trying to find loopholes from the first mover. But after discovering that it was not easy to find Yuwen Yong's flaws, he adjusted his strategy, feinted upward, and took advantage of Yu Wenyong's unpreparedness to kick Yu Wen Yong with a side kick, forcing Yu Wen Yong to retreat again and again.

At the beginning, although the two of them were fast, they were both testing each other, and with only a little effort, I could still vaguely see their paths, but then I gradually couldn't see his moves clearly, and his body was getting faster and faster, and even their figures were blurred and couldn't be distinguished.

I knew that Yuwen Yong's martial arts were strong, but I didn't expect his skills to be so fast, and they all reached the point where they could be an enemy with Mo Ziwei. But Yu Wenyong has always been obscure, carefully hiding his martial arts, why is he not shying away from it at all today, showing his skills? I secretly glanced at Du Quan, who was as indifferent as water, he was not surprised at all, as if he had already understood it, and I had a guess in my heart: Du Cheng would not be Yuwenyong's person.

The exchange soon ended with Yu Wenyong's defeat. Yu Wenyong was knocked to the ground, a little embarrassed, and reluctantly stood up, although he lost, he was still generous, without losing his demeanor, and said to Mo Zi: "Your Excellency's martial arts are superb, and my son is ashamed." ”

Mo Zi also smiled like a breeze on his face, "There are not many people on the rivers and lakes who can live with me for thirty moves, and the fourth prince can be regarded as a first-class master in the rivers and lakes." ”

Although I knew that his martial arts were powerful and he would not suffer any losses, I still couldn't rest assured, walked over, and said with concern: "Are you okay?" ”

Mo Ziwu's eyes lit up suddenly, and he chuckled: "I have no confidence in being so unconfident? Rest assured, I'm fine. ”

Immediately, Mo Ziwu gently attached to my ear, and the warm breath blew on my ear, and I couldn't help shrinking my body, "I helped you teach him a lesson, are you happy?" ”

It turned out that he had just agreed to learn from Yu Wenyong...... It was for me, and I couldn't help but raise my lips and smile, my smile was bright, and my eyes were full of his reflection.

Yu Wenyong's low cough came from behind, "Qingqiang, what are you still doing in a daze, it's time to go back." ”

The carriage stopped aside, and Yu Wenyong strode away, and I had to follow. Yu Wenyong suddenly stopped, turned around and smiled at Mo Ziwu, who was saying goodbye, "Xiao Jianqing, although I am not as good as you in martial arts, there is one thing, you are definitely not as good as me." ”

Mo Zi said worriedly: "What? ”

Yu Wenyong smiled meaningfully: "Warm fragrant nephrite, beauty is in your arms." ”

As this sound fell, I was caught off guard and was hugged by Yuwen Yong. I let out a low cry and turned to Mo Ziwei, but before I could say anything to him, I was carried into the carriage by Yu Wenyong.

"Farewell!" Yuwen Yong suddenly said: "Du Quan, drive!" ”

I hurriedly looked at the window of the car, Mo Ziyao's expression was dark and uncertain, I wanted to see it more clearly, but the carriage was driving fast, and Mo Ziyao's figure quickly blurred away in my field of vision until it disappeared.

Exegesis:

(1) The title comes from Zhou Wenpu's "New Willow" in the Song Dynasty, "The sour wind is as hot as vinegar"