Walking to Mo Shuyan, Cai Yan looked at Mo Shuyan and said softly: "Miss Ben gives you two choices, either take off the mask, or improvise a poem, and do one of them, then I will keep my face." ”

Hearing this, Mo Shuyan subconsciously reached out and wanted to take off the mask, but when his hand just touched the mask, he was suddenly afraid of being recognized, and now Mo Shuyan didn't dare to completely face the past.

Seeing that Mo Shuyan wanted to take off the mask, Cai Yan felt bored, thinking that he was another person with no talent, and when Mo Shuyan stopped, Cai Yan's eyes showed a look of expectation.

"Jin Se has fifty strings for no reason, one string and one pillar Si Hua Nian.

Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, and hopes that the emperor will trust the cuckoo in spring.

There are tears in the pearl of the sea and the moon, and the blue field is warm and the jade is smoking.

This situation can be recalled, but it was already clear at the time. ”

Subconsciously, Mo Shuyan read out a poem, as if it was innate, and it seemed to be engraved in his mind, which could not be forgotten.

"This situation can be recalled, but it was already clear at the time."

After reciting it silently, Cai Yan's phoenix eyes became brighter and brighter, and finally he couldn't help it, and said in a coquettish voice: "Your Excellency's talent is so high, but it makes Zhao Ji envious." ”

"Awards, awards."

was praised by Cai Yan, Mo Shuyan was a little embarrassed, but he just casually said his subconscious memory, and he didn't expect to get praise.

"I don't know what Your Excellency is called?"

Cai Yan bowed, his eyes seemed to be immersed in the atmosphere described in the poem, containing a little sigh.

"Hua Feng, just call me Du Zhong."

"Eucommia, but the eucommia of the herb?"

"Exactly."

"It's a really interesting title."

Cai Yan covered his mouth and chuckled, then pointed to the seat next to him and said softly: "Since you are Uncle Hua's little apprentice, you don't have to be formal, and you can sit down and talk." ”

Without saying much, Mo Shuyan went straight to the side of the seat and sat down, and without speaking, he sat quietly.

"Du Zhong, am I extremely ugly?" Cai Yan asked.

"Definitely."

Mo Shuyan stared at Cai Yan and couldn't take his eyes off it, "The eldest lady looks amazing, Du Zhong doesn't dare to look at it more." ”

"But is there someone in my heart?"

Cai Yan sat on his side and tasted tea, and asked seemingly unintentionally: "What the poems contain is your regret and owe to your feelings, could it be that the beautiful woman has already left?" ”

Hearing this, Mo Shuyan's hand suddenly paused in the air, and a graceful appearance appeared in his mind, very hazy but extremely beautiful, and he could vaguely see that the person was not Huayan, but another person.

"It's ...... Who. ”

"Eucommia."

"Huh?"

Mo Shuyan came back to his senses and saw Cai Yan's soft and boneless little hands waving in front of him, a chill came from his back, his clothes were already wet with sweat, and beads of sweat were dripping on his forehead, ticking and hitting the desk.

"But you're sick? I'll go tell Uncle Hua. ”

Cai Yan said that he wanted to get up and leave, but was grabbed by Mo Shuyan's wrist.

"I'm fine, I'm worried about the eldest lady."

Mo Shuyan wiped the beads of sweat from the corners of his forehead and barely squeezed out a smile.

"Are you alright?"

Cai Yan looked at Mo Shuyan who was sweating profusely with concern, but his far-fetched smile couldn't hide the solemn look in his eyes under the mask.

"It's fine, just take a break."

Mo Shuyan calmed down the panic in his heart, but calmed down.

"Then you can let me go?"

Cai Yan rarely showed the appearance of a little woman on her face, and a slight red glow floated on both sides of her cheeks.

Mo Shuyan was stunned for a few breaths, looked down, and then reacted, he actually grabbed Cai Yan's wrist, came back to his senses, Mo Shuyan quickly let go of his hand, looked at Cai Yan's wrist that was a little scratched, and was a little embarrassed, and said humbly: "I was excited for a while, and I ask the eldest lady to forgive me." ”

"It's fine."

Cai Yan withdrew his hand into his sleeve very casually, and saw that Mo Shuyan was not intentional, and said softly: "Just call me Zhaoji, always calling me Miss, it seems a little out-of-sight." ”

"Then I'll be respectful rather than obey." Mo Shuyan said with a smile.

"By the way, you haven't answered my question yet."

As soon as Cai Yan's voice fell, he saw that Mo Shuyan's expression was different, and added: "Even if Zhao Ji is reckless, how can this kind of thing be asked deeply, Brother Du Zhong must not force himself, it will make Zhao Ji feel ashamed." ”

"It doesn't matter."

The corners of Mo Shuyan's mouth rose, and his eyes were full of indifference, "My sweetheart naturally has it, but it has nothing to do with this poem, and it can be regarded as a harmonious coexistence." ”

"Oh?"

Cai Yan didn't know why, there was something wrong in his heart, and he seemed to want to know what kind of person could capture Mo Shuyan's heart, "Zhao Ji is lucky enough to know who this person is?" ”

"It's my uncle's daughter, Hua Yan."

Mo Shuyan thought of Hua Yan, a smile unconsciously appeared on his face, his eyes were full of tenderness, he had been out for so long, and he had missed Hua Yan very deeply.

Seeing the tenderness in Mo Shuyan's eyes, Cai Yan was quite moved, and inadvertently murmured, "When will Zhao Ji meet someone like you?" ”

"Akihime, what did you say?"

Mo Shuyan didn't hear clearly, and asked.

"I didn't ...... Didn't say anything. ”

Cai Yan was a little flustered, and then changed the topic and asked, "Du Zhong followed Uncle Hua, and his medical skills should be far beyond that of ordinary doctors." ”

"Not really."

Mo Shuyan touched the back of his head and laughed at himself: "Du Zhong is a little stupid, he has learned some unpopular medical skills, how dare he take it out and fiddle with it, and he has fallen into the name of a miracle doctor." ”

"Too modest."

Cai Yan smiled, thinking that this was Mo Shuyan's modest performance, "I don't know if Brother Du Zhong can understand the rhythm?" ”

"In terms of music, Eucommia is not involved." Mo Shuyan replied softly.

"Fortunately, Zhao Ji knows a little bit about it."

Cai Yan's delicate appearance did not show any surprise, it was completely expected, "It's better for Zhao Ji to play a song, if Brother Du Zhong thinks it's still in his ears, he will write a poem for Zhao Ji, how about it?" ”

After thinking about it for a while, Mo Shuyan subconsciously remembered a few poems, and when he thought of a suitable poem, Mo Shuyan replied softly: "Zhao Ji has this intention, if Du Zhong is not accompanied, it seems that Du Zhong is a little stingy, but please ask Zhao Ji to play first, and I can take the opportunity to improvise." ”

"That's how it should be."

Cai Yan responded, turned around and walked to the back hall, walked slowly with a crested guqin, knelt in front of the bookcase, gently laid the guqin flat on the bookcase, and gently lifted the sleeves, revealing a white jade-like hand, and gently placed it on the strings.

After provoking two sounds and trying the rhythm of the test, Cai Yan was quite satisfied, and said to Mo Shuyan with a smile on his face: "Brother Du Zhong, Zhao Ji is about to start." ”

"Listen up."

Du Zhong stared intently at Guqin and Cai Yan's jade hand, ready to listen.