Chapter 8
But after laughing for a while, he found that Qing Ran was still looking at him straight like that, and he stopped without joking. put away the smile on his face, tidied up his somewhat crumpled clothes again, and sat up.
He took a breath, his mind racing, thinking about what he should say to be tactful. After a few moments, he put down the fan in his hand and moved closer to the stone table, trying to make his voice as loud as the two of them could hear.
"Miss Qingran, you know what? In fact, everyone is born as an independent individual, we live in this world, and we are integrated with this world, and for this world, we are just some grit and mustard seeds. But each grit seed has its own shape, no one should be inferior to the other, everyone should have the right to choose, you can choose to go with the flow, you can also listen to your own heart, choose different ways to live......"
Mo Bing said and listened, not that he forgot what he was going to say next, but that he suddenly found that he had just chattered and expressed his meaning, and thought that he had spoken it in an easy-to-understand manner, and the girl who should have almost known what he meant still maintained the appearance of Fang Cai and looked straight at him, obviously, she didn't understand what she was saying at all, and seemed to be waiting for him to say "human words".
Mo Bing drank the cup of tea, and decided under Qing Ran's puzzled eyes that it was better not to be so tactful, and to say it straightforwardly.
He picked up the thin fan and knocked it on the table subconsciously, saying, "What I mean is that I can't marry you." ”
Sure enough, the expression on Qingran's face began to change, and she suddenly became very lost, she seemed to have a lot of things to say, but she couldn't say them.
Mo Bing pursed her lips, looking at Qing Ran's sad and lost appearance, and she was a little unbearable. Although he is not the kind of person who cares about everyone, he is used to being elegant, and Qingran is a girl's family, she must have mustered up the courage to write such an almost unreasonable request as begging him to marry her on the stone table, and his straightforward refusal will naturally hurt her.
But he is Mo Bing after all, and he is Mo Bing who kills decisively on the battlefield.
Mo Bing spoke in a very serious tone, so that anyone could sound like he was not joking. Qing Ran obviously couldn't understand why he said that, she looked at him, then reached out and dipped some water stains on the stone table and began to write.
"Why?"
Mo Bing couldn't help laughing, wasn't his meaning obvious enough?
"Miss Qingran, why do you have to ask me to marry you?" Mo Bing's tone was very indifferent, but he really wanted to know why.
Qing Ran's face, which was a little pale, suddenly turned red again, she looked at Mo Bing, and her moist eyes were like two good Nanyang floating sentences. She bit her lip, took out an envelope from her coat pocket, hesitated for a moment as if she had made up her mind, and handed the letter in her hand to Mo Bing's hand.
Mo Bing looked at her back as she left a little stunned, looking at the envelope in her hand for some reason, and didn't know what to think for a while......
He's... Got a love letter?
He smiled, slipped the letter into his pocket, picked up the cup and drank it down.
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Early the next morning, the sky turned a fish-belly white, there was not a single cloud in the sky, and the sun had risen. It had been raining for several days along the way, but today it was finally clear, and they could have avoided some bumps on the boat.
But before he could pack his bags, bad news arrived.
The news was brought by the coachman, he had already bought a ticket yesterday, and he could leave early this morning, but I don't know how, it was fine when I came yesterday, and the fishermen who went out to fish in Luoyun Water City this morning found that a person died at the dock, and now the whole dock is surrounded by officers and soldiers, and the ships in the city are also forbidden to go out, and those passenger ships can not go out of the water city either.
What's worse is that Luoyun Water City has always been a peaceful small city, even when the Dongyue Kingdom and the Tianchu Kingdom were in full swing, such a thing has never happened here. Therefore, all foreign visitors have to be interrogated and are not allowed to leave until the case is decided.
Mo Bing frowned after hearing this, can his luck be carried a little more? He had never encountered such a thing in Beimo for half a year before, and he encountered this kind of thing on the first day he returned to Dongyue.
I couldn't help but sigh, maybe it's because the Northern Desert is in the Desert Smoke Country, and the management is more strict.
He had never seen the city lord of Luoyun Water City before. If it was other cities in the Dongyue area, maybe he could sneak a relationship or something, after all, they were also some influential figures in the capital at the beginning, which was enough to guarantee that he had nothing to do with these cases. But this is the first time he has come to Luoyun Water City.
There are many visitors from outside the city every day, so you will register before they enter the city, so it is easy to find them.
Their carriage was still parked in the stable, and they had hired a servant to ride back to Bianjing when the road was opened, but now even if the road was open, the carriage would not be able to walk.
Mo Bing is frank and fearless, anyway, the pure ones are self-purifying, and the laws of this Luoyun Water City are unreasonable, and they will not just wronged good people.
It was almost noon when the officers and soldiers of Luoyun Water City found them here, and Mo Bing was only a little unhappy that he couldn't eat lunch well, but the two girls had never encountered this kind of thing, and they had been kicking and restless since the morning, especially the girl Jun Zhi, whose eyes were always red.
Mo Bing looked back at them and said, "Don't worry, I will never let you have anything to do." It's just that now that this matter has been put on the table, the time when we arrived in Bianjing may have to be moved back again. ”
When they arrived at Luoyun Water City, Mo Bing asked the maid of the inn to take them to change their clothes, probably because of the bumps in the road, the clothes of the two of them were dirty. After they freshened up, they looked much more refreshed.
Miss Junzhi tugged at the corners of her mouth, her eyebrows were still furrowed, as if she was forcing herself to pull out a smile to face Mo Bing, but her somewhat pale face and pinched hands that turned her knuckles white still exposed her.
After all, they are just two girls from the countryside, and they may have never encountered this kind of thing, and panic is inevitable.
When he turned around like this, he found that Qing Ran, who had always been calmer than Jun Zhi, instantly lowered his head, and when he saw him, he seemed to have seen some terrible monster, Mo Bing was surprised in his heart, and then seemed to remember something, his face was very flat, and his eyes quietly moved away from her.
Although the letter she stuffed to him yesterday was not opened, Mo Bing could more or less guess what was inside.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, where did this stupid girl not think about falling in love with him.
The city tower is built by merging this city wall, the city of Dongyue has always been in this style, Luoyun Water City is an ancient city at a glance, at least a hundred years of history, the pavilions here are built with water, for a long time, the part deep in the water has grown several layers of thick moss, but some water lilies and other plants are also planted in the water, and the people sitting on the boat will not be so dry when they look at the surrounding scenery.
They sat down the water in a boat, crossing several stone arch bridges, obviously the boatman had wasted a lot of strength to speed up, Mo Bing still felt that this city tower was very far away, he sat on the boat slowly, it was really not as happy as riding a horse on land.
Mo Bing's white robe was so clean that there was no trace of variegation, his eyebrows and eyes were always so deep that he could know people's hearts, but when he smiled indifferently, the feeling of detachment was a little less, more like an immortal contaminated with fireworks in the world.
"Qing Ran... Qing Ran... The breeze guqin is played, and all kinds of acacia are dyed. I don't know what came to mind, but he muttered the name of Qing Ran twice, and even made a poem for this name.
For some reason, he always felt that the name was catchy, obviously two words that didn't go well, and when put together, they had a different flavor.
Mo Bing turned his head and said to Qing Ran: "Miss Qing Ran, your father's knowledge must not be low, if he is in the village, he should also be able to be a teacher." ”
Qing Ran's face turned red and white, and she didn't dare to look at Mo Bing, but Mo Bing found that her eyes had been falling on him, and he had found it from the moment he turned around.
It was definitely not the look that a stranger should have, with both an obsessive attachment and a depression so strong that people thought she was competing with herself. He hadn't noticed anything, but the moment he turned his head, he seemed to catch something hidden in her eyes that she didn't want people to discover. However, it was too fast, and when he paid attention again, she had already suffocated that emotion back to his heart, and all he could see was a pair of eyes as black as Nanyang Fuzhu, and a red face.
Mo Bing's face didn't see anything unusual, but his heart seemed to be stirring up a layer of waves, as if there was something he desperately wanted to know, he wanted to know everything about Qing Ran, and he wanted to know what was the flash in her eyes.
He only felt that Qing Ran felt very different to him, and he had many doubts about the identities they introduced, but he didn't want to delve into them, after all, they were just two weak women he rescued by the way, and they would not have any intersection after they dispersed after arriving in Bianjing. But now, he doesn't think so.
Of course Qingran couldn't speak, he let Lang Zhong see it, her throat was indeed broken, and no one told him for what the reason was.