Mo Qi was sleeping in Zhengxiang when he heard a knock on the door from the door.

Thinking that it was Lan Gong again, Mo Qi didn't cover his head with the quilt this time, but muttered resignedly, closed his eyes and put on his clothes, washed his face in the basin in the outer room, squinted his eyes and opened the door.

"Crane boy?" Mo Qi rubbed his eyes.

Hetong looked at Mo Qi and frowned slightly, although he had some trouble with Mo Qi because of Xiao Qi's disappearance, and often laughed at her, but he didn't really want to drive her away. After all, she sacrificed a lot for Xiao Qi. Thinking of this, Hetong felt a little unbearable, and his tone eased a lot: "You haven't eaten breakfast yet, you get up so late every day, you definitely won't be able to catch breakfast......"

Mo Qi was a little dumbfounded, this, this, this crane boy came to care about himself early in the morning? Okay, Mo Qi couldn't help but be a little moved. When he was a little civet cat, he was also very good to himself, which shows that he was originally a very loving and kind fairychild. Although he has often been sneering at himself recently, but for the sake of him still caring about himself, he can not care about it.

Mo Qi pulled out a smile: "Thank you for caring about me." ”

Crane Tong was stunned. The girl's bright smile is like the newborn sun on the horizon. It is both brilliant and warm, but not dazzling and hot. His face flushed slightly, and his eyes wandered around, not daring to look at Mo Qi. I felt that I had nothing to blush when I said a few words to Mo Qi! I said angrily: "Who cares about you? I'm here to tell you! The king asked you to pack up your things and leave Shaoyang Mansion immediately!"

Mo Qi was still immersed in the reverie that the little fairy boy was still very kind, and he didn't hear what the crane boy was saying at all, and looked at the crane boy's blushing appearance, thinking that his awkward appearance was quite interesting. Nodding in confusion, "Mmmm, okay......" When Mo Qi suddenly reacted to Hetong's words, his eyes widened, and he grabbed Hetong's shoulder and asked, "What did you say?"

He Tong patted away Mo Qi's hand that was holding him, rubbed his shoulders and said, "I said, Your Majesty asked you to pack up your things and leave Shaoyang Mansion immediately!" After speaking, He Tong rolled his eyes and was about to turn around and leave.

Mo Qi raised his hand and grabbed Hetong's sleeve, Hetong turned his head impatiently, and saw Mo Qi looking like he had lost his soul, and looked at himself in a daze, his face pale. Crane Boy's tone softened, and he said with some concern: "You, what's wrong with you?"

Mo Qi opened his mouth, but he still couldn't suppress his trembling voice and asked, "Jun ...... Your Majesty, he can say, yes, why?"

Crane Tong shook his head and sighed, "I don't know about this. ”

Mo Qi rubbed his eyes vigorously, he didn't know why, his eyes were sore and uncomfortable: "Can you tell me where the king is, I think, I want to ask him in person." ”

Hetong was very hesitant, but when he saw Mo Qi, whose eyes were red but still trying to hold back his crying, he didn't know why, he could always think of Xiao Qi, those big black eyes, looking at you with watery eyes, making your heart soften. After all, I couldn't bear to say: "After breakfast, I went to the bamboo forest to practice my sword......"

In fact, you don't usually practice swords in the morning.,I don't know why.,This morning's king still doesn't seem to be in a very good mood.,Probably want to vent.。 Crane boy thought to himself.

Before Hetong could finish speaking, Mo Qi had already rushed out with an arrow step. He Tong looked at Mo Qi's back and shook his head, Junshang, Junshang hates that others disturb him when he is practicing swords......

Mo Qi ran in the direction of the bamboo forest in his memory, and wiped his eyes vigorously with his sleeve. "What are you crying for!Mo Qi! Is there any interest!" Mo Qi scolded himself in his heart.

When Mo Qiqi found Nanchen in a hurry, Nanchen was receiving the last set of swordsmanship. The long hair was tied back at the back of the head, the cuffs of the robe were also tied with ribbons, and the hem was tied at either side of the waist, revealing the slender and strong legs.

Nanchen put the sword back into its sheath, raised his eyes to look at Mo Qi, ignored her, and sat directly on the bluestone next to him and drank water.

Mo Qi lowered his head and twisted his sleeves with both hands. Her heart was pounding, she wanted to ask Nanchen why he wanted to let her go again, but she was a little timid. She really wanted to tell Nanchen that she was not an idler, and she was working hard to learn how to grow flowers from Lan Gong. Really hard. The arms that worked hard were swollen. Mo Qi encouraged himself in his heart. Raising his head, Nanchen was getting up and walking towards her.

Mo Qi swallowed his saliva and looked at Nanchen motionlessly.

Nanchen didn't look at her until he walked past her. Mo Qi grabbed Nanchen's sleeve.

Nanchen lowered his head and frowned at her: "What are you doing here, it seems that Hetong is not as reliable as he imagined." There was impatience in his voice.

"Why ......" Mo Qi felt that his throat was a little dry. She could hear the impatience in Nanchen's voice. That impatience shattered the last bit of courage she had.

Nanchen raised his eyebrows: "What?"

Mo Qi pinched Nanchen's sleeves hard, and the originally flat cuffs were pulled out by Mo Qi with a few folds. Mo Qi took a deep breath: "Why did you drive me away?"

"Ben Jun said that Shaoyang Mansion does not raise idlers. You've been here for so long and still won't know anything. What's the use of keeping you?" Nanchen's tone was very flat, and even there was some disgust in it.

Mo Qi was stunned for a moment, and heard his own dry voice: "I understand...... It's just that before leaving, I hope that the king can allow me to dance a set of copper bells for the king, dedicated to the king, and talk about the table for so long, the king...... Take care of me...... "Actually, Mo Qi still wants to say that he has always wanted to dance to you before. After a pause, he tried to make his voice sound calm: "After the dance, I'll leave right away." ”

Nanchen pulled his sleeve out of Mo Qi's hand, and the corners of his mouth provoked a mocking smile: "You want to be a clown playing on the street," turned around and looked at Mo Qi: "Benjun, but I don't want to see it." Without looking back, he walked towards the outside of the bamboo forest.

"Nanchen!" Mo Qi shouted at his back.

Nanchen paused.

"Why!?You can be gentle and attentive to a little civet cat, but you are so harsh to me and to me alone?What do you hate about me!?" Mo Qi roared.

Nanchen continued to walk forward.

Mo Qi took a deep breath: "If I tell you, I am the little civet cat that was saved by you in the first place." Would you hate me so much!" Mo Qi's hand was hidden in his sleeve and clenched into a fist. Because of nervousness, my palms were full of sweat.

Nanchen turned his head and looked at Mo Qi. Mo Qi stared at Nanchen for a moment.

Nanchen raised his eyebrows and didn't speak.

Mo Qi blinked vigorously, turned around and walked to the open space where Nanchen had just practiced his sword. Looking back at Nanchen, he was standing there with his arms crossed.

Mo Qi exhaled a big breath and threw out the copper bell from his sleeve. The copper bell tied to the purple gold silk silkworm yarn reflects the sunlight and reflects a silvery white light. The girl danced the two golden silkworm veils like two purple-gold lights, like shadows and mist, lingering around her. The bell rings like a beautiful piece of music.

The girl jumped and flipped in the purple-gold light. It's obviously a fighting kung fu, and Shengsheng makes her dance like a beautiful dance.

Nanchen looked at Mo Qi, who danced with the copper bells, as if he was alive. A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth.

The girl's long jet-black hair danced around her with her movements, making her face more fresh and fair. The movement is light and agile, and the wind returns to the snow.

The cyan bamboo, the blue sky, the purple and golden turning silkworm yarn. A girl in a purple dress jumped in this world, like a smart painting.

After Mo Qi finished dancing, he put away the copper bell and looked at Nanchen with a soft breath. Without the spell, even dancing a copper bell seems a little lacking. Mo Qi was secretly annoyed in his heart, he didn't know if the bronze bell he danced was good or not without the spell.

Nanchen slowly walked towards Mo Qi.

Mo Qi's face was a little red because of the exercise just now, like a ripe peach, and his lips were even more cherry red and full. Like two red cherries. The big black eyes lined with water and streamer.

Nanchen raised his hand to help her smooth her hair in Mo Qi's shocked gaze, and rubbed her head again: "I didn't expect that you were not good for anything else, but this copper bell dance is decent." ”

Mo Qi didn't know why, and he didn't even know what was going on. only stared at Nanchen in a daze.

Nanchen looked at her silly appearance and chuckled: "I didn't expect that the little civet cat that Benjun saved at the beginning could already turn into a human form." ”

Nanchen felt that since she had admitted herself, she was the little civet cat at the beginning. That's good, then she's still her own pet. I'm just a pet, so what does it matter if the pet is a cat or a cat that can transform into a human form?

Moreover, as a spiritual pet, if you keep it by your side for a long time, you will eventually cultivate the Fa and transform into a human form one day. So what does it matter if you arrive early and arrive later on this day?

Of course, Mo Qi didn't know that Nanchen originally thought so, and he thought so. What Mo Qi thought was, could it be that Nanchen was impressed by the copper bell he danced, and fell down under his pomegranate skirt so easily?

Mo Qi looked at Nanchen and said with a smile: "Yes, I am very good at copper bell dancing, I thought when I watched you practice swords, I will definitely show you the dance when I have a chance in the future!"

Nanchen nodded: "You said that you are Xiao Qi, then why did you suddenly disappear and suddenly appear again?"

Mo Qi was just about to open his mouth to answer. Nanchen said again: "Since you are the little Qi I raised before, then it's not impossible to continue to raise you, but I don't know if you are the spiritual pet of other immortal mansions?" or...... Family?"

Mo Qi was stunned. It turned out that he didn't bow down under his pomegranate skirt. Yes, you're treating yourself as a pet again?!