Mo Wengu speculated, and finally came to a conclusion - Fu Dongli was indeed teasing him and Lin Ziyue!

He clearly said that he was only doing business in Mobei at the moment, but the way to Mobei didn't have to go through a lot of trouble from the waterway, unless...... There's fraud in that.

Although Mo Wengu was suspicious, he did not report the matter back to the capital, but silently remembered it in his heart, and talked to Lin Ziyue by the way. Lin Ziyue also felt that Fu Dongli was extremely suspicious.

It's just that Fu Dongli seemed to have discovered that they were squatting in secret, and after that day, Hei Erye and the others never appeared at Yongning Wharf again.

For the next few days, there was no wave-free calm.

In the next few days, Mo Wengu and Lin Ziyue would run to the Black Wind Village almost fine, and occasionally met the ugly girl, who was extremely attentive to Mo Wengu, often serving soup and tea, with affection. Although Mo Wengu felt that she was a little difficult, because of Fu Dongli, he would still smile politely at her.

For this reason, Lin Ziyue also said with a smile: "It seems that King Qing is still charming, and he can take peach blossom luck in the bandits' nest in this wilderness, which is really enviable and jealous." ”

Whenever Lin Ziyue said this, Mo Wengu would laugh and say, "Really? I think the ugly girl seems to be borrowing flowers to offer Buddha. In my opinion, the person that the ugly girl likes is only afraid that you are the brother. ”

Lin Ziyue's face changed greatly at this time, and he shook his head and waved his hand in fear: "Such a glamorous blessing, King Qing should keep it for himself, he can't afford it." ”

At noon on this day, Mo Wengu was returning to the inn from the dock before putting in the door, and the shopkeeper a few days ago called him again: "Young Master Mo, please stay." ”

Mo Wengu looked back and asked curiously, "What's the matter?" ”

"A girl just sent a new letter, please give it to Mr. Mo." As he spoke, Xiao Er carefully took out a letter.

Mo Wengu only thought that there was another clue from the capital, so he returned to the room and carefully opened the envelope.

On the envelope was written the words "Mo Gongzi personally opened", and the handwriting was neat and neat, which was not the same as the handwriting of the letter sent for the first time. Mo Wengu tore open a gap with curiosity, shook off the envelope, and immediately a piece of paper fell from it.

The letterhead fell on the table, allowing Mo Wengu to see its appearance clearly.

This turned out to be a piece of note!

The letterhead of this flower note is so familiar that Mo Wengu will never forget it after reading it once!

He would even dream back in the middle of the night that a young girl would come to him excitedly holding such a flower note.

That's right, that day, Shu Qing wrote a flower note and asked him to meet in the Erli Pavilion in the capital, using such a flower note, but at that time she was invited as Liu Fumian, but I didn't expect this small flower note to involve so many stories by mistake.

Looking at the letter in his hand, Mo Wengu's breathing was a little short, he eagerly opened the flower note, and his hands were still trembling slightly from excitement.

The letter paper was spread out, and I saw that only a concise line of words was written on it - today's Shenshi, see you in the lake pavilion by the still water lake.

This handwriting came into view, and Mo Wengu only felt a familiar feeling coming to his face.

It's her! Is it Shu Qing?

After such a long time, she finally wrote to him again!

Mo Wengu was happy in his heart, although it was still early for Shen Shi, he had already changed his clothes early, freshened up neatly, and strolled to the side of the still water lake.

The weather was cold, the wind blowing on the shore of the lake was as sharp as a knife's edge, there was no one near the still water lake, and even the cormorants that used to come in flocks to feed were all gone.

Mo Wengu was fluctuating and feverish.

Although he didn't know why Shu Qing wanted to ask him out to meet him in such a way, he was undoubtedly excited in his heart.

When Mo Wengu arrived at the Huxin Pavilion, it was only a long time, and there was still an hour before Shu Qing made an appointment with him.

He quietly leaned on the lakeside and looked at the scenery, thinking about the past, and I don't know how long it was, and finally the sound of soothing footsteps came from the pavilion in the middle of the lake.

Mo Wen expected that it must be her, and turned around excitedly: "Shu Qing!" ”

"Mo Gongzi ......" the person who came smiled and said softly.

The smile on Mo Wengu's lips was completely stunned after seeing this person's facial features, and immediately, Mo Wengu frowned in confusion: "Why are you?" What about Shu Qing? Where's Shu Qing! ”

The person who came to make an appointment with him at this moment was not Shu Qing at all, but the ugly Ji who had been very attentive to him these days!

The ugly Ji didn't seem to expect Mo Wengu to react like this, she was stunned, and then said, "Young Master Mo, why can't I understand what you're saying?" ”

Mo Wengu shook the flower note that he had treasured all the way in his hand: "This letter!" Didn't Shu Qing write it to me? ”

When the ugly girl saw the letter, her face turned red and she lowered her head shyly: "This letter was written to you by the slave family." ”

Today, she is carefully dressed, looking at her dress, it looks like a fairy descending from a distance, but it is a pity that her face is really beautiful.

"Impossible!" Mo Wengu shook his head.

This handwriting, this note...... It's clearly Shuqing! He remembered it clearly, and he also treasured the flower note that day as he did today, but when he later learned that the person who asked him was Shu Qing, Mo Wengu was so angry that he threw the flower note in the weeds next to Erli Pavilion.

The ugly girl straightened the broken hair on her cheeks behind her ears with her bare hands, and plucked up the courage to say, "This letter is really written by the slave family. ”

"You're lying!" Mo Wengu really couldn't trust the words in her mouth, and in a fit of anger, Mo Wengu clamped the ugly girl's wrist, "Say, where did you get this flower note?" ”

Now the only thought that Mo Wengu can think of is - Shu Qing wrote this letter for the ugly girl, wanting to fulfill him and the ugly girl!

His heart ached repeatedly.

Even if Shu Qing doesn't like him now, there's no need to push him away in this way, right?

Mo Wengu's strength was so great that the ugly girl could faintly hear the gurgling sound of broken bones, her face turned pale with pain, and she was almost justifying herself with a choked voice: "I made this flower paper myself, and I wrote it myself." ”

"How dare you make up a lie again?" Mo Wengu was really angry, and with a little more force, he lifted the ugly girl's body.

The ugly Ji had her feet in the air, and there was a hint of horror: "Young Master Mo...... You, what are you going to do? ”

"If you don't tell me the truth, I'll throw you into the lake right now!" Mo Wengu's eyes were cold and there was no trace of warmth.

Ugly Ji glanced back at the lake behind her, this still water lake is dozens of feet deep, and now it is winter, if she falls into the lake, she will die!