Mu Shuning smiled self-deprecatingly, he couldn't understand himself now, he actually missed that little ball a little.

Yan Qingshi saw Mu Shuning's smile, knowing that he really didn't care about Baili Jinyang's matter, and knew that he had already figured it out.

Yan Qingshi was still holding Mu Shuning, and he asked in a low voice, "Then are you angry with me?" ”

Mu Shuning was really shocked this time.

First, he would never have imagined that Yan Qingshi would speak in such a tone, and second, Mu Shuning didn't expect that Yan Qingshi would keep this matter in his heart for so long.

If he keeps remembering and chattering about those things, it will really be an enmity against the sky, and one day he will definitely peel off the skin and cramp of others, maybe it really includes Yan Qingshi.

But once he figured these things out, he felt that they were actually nothing.

What's more, the two of them went around and around, suffering for so many years, and finally had a good result.

What is there to hesitate about?

When Mu Shuning hugged Yan Qing back, he said, "Then why am I angry with you?" ”

Yan Qingshi refused to say any more, lowered his head, buried his head in Mu Shuning's neck, took a deep breath, and said in a low voice: "It's good if you're not angry, it's because I'm thinking too much." ”

Suddenly thought that at this moment it was in the wilderness, and there was a hundred miles of Jin Yang in the imperial mausoleum, maybe when he would suddenly run out, if he was caught, although it would not affect anything, but it would be a little embarrassing in the end.

Mu Shuning pushed Yan Qingshi away uncomfortably and said, "Let's go around first." ”

The moment Mu Shuning opened his mouth to speak, he wanted to shout Yan Qingshi. But his mouth was half open, but he stopped again.

He doesn't know what to call him, Shizun, Yan Zhangmen, Qingshi?

None of them seem to be quite suitable.

Mu Shuning is a person who is born as if he has one less nerve line about feelings than others, others can easily call out other people's nicknames, but he can't, even Luo Zhu, he calls him by his name.

I don't know why, Mu Shuning just felt that the distance was suddenly shortened after removing the surname, and he was a little at a loss.

Yan Qingshi also heard some Mu Shuning's discomfort, he automatically pulled away a little and nodded his head.

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Yingzhou is still relatively lively, even in the case of the decline of the country, the cries of hawkers are endless. In the end, it is the capital, and there is a foundation.

Mu Shuning walked in front, Yan Qingshi was behind, the two of them walked leisurely, occasionally Mu Shuning turned back to talk to Yan Qingshi to say a few words, his hand secretly touched him under his sleeve, and then quickly separated, without attracting anyone's attention, and continued to shop pretending to be nothing.

Two old things that are almost as old as the Great Yin Dynasty are still playing such an innocent drama here!

Because Dayin's folk customs are not so open, the two almost dare not make any intimate movements, and such a one-glance posture, if it is about to leave, it is a bit of a desire to cover up, if it is really caught by someone with a heart, it is a catch.

The vendor selling sugar gourds is the one who has a heart. He saw how accurate people were, and with a flick of his head, he knew that the relationship between these two people was a little abnormal.

"Two, why don't you have such a delicious sugar gourd?"

Mu Shuning was walking aimlessly, and the sight in front of him was suddenly blocked by a string of red sugar gourds, the sugar coating was golden, a thin layer, wrapped in the bright red fruit inside, shining and shining.

Mu Shuning's subconscious tongue was sour, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Yan Qingshi noticed Mu Shuning's eyes, moved very fast, took out the money, and directly bought two strings. If it weren't for Mu Shuning's obstruction, Yan Qingshi would probably have to wrap up the peddler.

When the peddler saw that the business was finished, he exchanged a few words with the two of them, and shouted as if he was sick: "Take a look, look at the big, sweet and delicious sugar gourd." ”

Mu Shuning was a little tired, so he didn't leave, so he stood next to the vendor and ate sugar gourds.

The sugar coating is crispy, melts in the mouth, and the fruit is just right, Mu Shuning just took the first bite, and couldn't help but say: "It's so sour!" ”

Yan Qingshi had never eaten these things, he turned his head sideways and looked at Mu Shuning's expression, with a faint smile and a sense of peaceful satisfaction in his eyes.

Seeing Yan Qingshi's curious look, Mu Shuning sent another string of unbitten ones to Yan Qingshi, but Yan Qingshi shook his head gently.

Mu Shuning suddenly became bad, leaned into Yan Qingshi's ear, and blew softly: "If you don't eat this, then you want to eat what is in my mouth?" ”

I've wanted to do this for a long time!

After saying this, Mu Shuning suddenly regretted it a little, and took two steps back with a big red face.

Yan Qingshi was stunned for a full five minutes as if he had been struck by lightning, and then he looked at Mu Shuning in disbelief, uncontrollably, and the tips of his ears were red.

Mu Shuning: "......" Yan Qing looked even more so.

The blush on Mu Shuning's face faded, and he suddenly felt that he had discovered something funny, and suddenly the guilt and embarrassment in his heart disappeared.

He never found out that Yan Qing was prone to shyness!

is also, an old virgin who has been guarding for 600 years, can't help but flirt.

When the peddler saw that there was no business, he looked intently at the two brothers beside him.

He quipped, "Yo, the brothers have a good relationship." ”

Mu Shuning raised his eyes to look at Yan Qing's expression, and found that not only did he not object, but even hooked the corners of his mouth, revealing a faint smile, and responded to the vendor: "Yes." ”

Yan Qing cherishes words like gold, and he is reluctant to say one more word to others.

The peddler was a self-acquaintance, and when he saw that Yan Qing had an extraordinary bearing, and the clothes of the two were not simple, he stamped the two directly: the young master of the rich family.

"The brothers are from out of town, right? What is Yingzhou doing here, doing business? ”

Yan Qingshi pursed his lips and didn't want to say more, he never liked to talk to people.

Mu Shuning swallowed the fruit, afraid that the two would be embarrassed, so he said: "The two of us came from the south to find someone in Yingzhou." ”

As soon as he heard "Southside", the peddler's face suddenly changed: "That's amazing! There is a once-in-a-century drought in the south, and I heard that there are a lot of hooligan bandits over there, specializing in half-way carjacking, have you encountered them? ”

Mu Shuning snorted: "No, we should be lucky." ”

The peddler suddenly sighed: "It's really difficult to go south, how good a place it used to be, but now there is a drought, and the saint has turned a blind eye and hasn't done anything useful, just what I've heard, there have been several uprisings in the south, all of them have been suppressed by the saint, you two have come here to take refuge, right?" ”

In the last sentence, the peddler thought that he was intimate and lowered his voice, perhaps because he was afraid that the brothers would reveal their identities and be recognized as rebelling from the south.

Mu Shuning suddenly lost the mood to eat sugar gourds, and while scolding Baili Jinyang in his heart, he asked: "I'm really sorry, our brothers don't understand the situation to be honest, and they were rushed to Yingzhou by their families to join their relatives in a daze, I really don't know anything, please give me some advice?" ”

The peddler didn't care at all, he had no business now, and he wished someone to talk to him.

"Well, we have to start with the saints today.

"Two years ago, the saint suddenly built a big construction, saying that he was going to build a tomb for a person, and then chased the funeral or something, at that time, some people didn't do it, saying that there was no money in the treasury, and they couldn't build it like this, the saint didn't listen, he had to repair, he spent a lot of money, and he also held a beautiful funeral, but few people said that he was good, and they were scolding that big man, and ah, I don't know if the tomb moved some feng shui, and the natural disaster has not been interrupted in the past two years. The south side was the most troublesome, and the rebel army rose up several times, and there was a wave that was about to hit the gate of Yingzhou, and the saint directly dispatched elite cavalry to surround all the people.

"How powerful the elite cavalry is, the rebel army is not enough to see at all, the whole army is annihilated, there is a mass grave in the west of the city, they are buried, and now some people say that they can still hear ghosts crying wolves there at night."

Mu Shuning frowned, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

"This year is another big drought in the south, and the saint can't even go to court here, so he eats, drinks and has fun in the harem every day, hum, faint!"

Mu Shuning was stunned: "You are not afraid of being offended when you say this?" ”

The peddler pouted, not caring: "Who doesn't scold him now?" ”

As soon as the hawker's demeanor came out, Mu Shuning knew that Da Yin was finished.

If a monarch has lost the most basic reverence of his people, what is the majesty of the country? Where is the power of the dragon of the Son of Heaven?

Now that Da Yin is at this critical juncture, Baili Jin Yang is even in the harem. Where did he put his own country in his own life?

Mu Shuning felt that for a moment, his qi and blood were surging, and the blood in his body was screaming and rushing towards his head, making his eyes black for a while, causing his body to shake and not stand firmly.

Yan Qingshi stepped up and supported him, his voice sank: "What's wrong?" ”

Mu Shuning exhaled a breath of turbidity, and stood steady with Yan Qingshi's arm, he rubbed his forehead: "It's okay, it's a little tiring to stand for too long." ”

The peddler had a look of "I understand": "Little brother, you don't need to explain, I understand, you are angry with that gentleman, aren't you?" I heard that the ministers in the court today are dizzy a few times. ”

Mu Shuning tugged at the corners of his mouth, not knowing whether to laugh or not.

Yan Qingshi hid his hand in his sleeve and held Mu Shuning's hand tightly.

Mu Shuning turned his head to look at him, with a smile in his eyes, as if he was signaling Yan Qing not to worry. Then he asked the peddler, "Can the rebel in the south tell me what is going on?" ”

As if waiting for Mu Shuning to ask him this, the peddler slapped his thigh and became excited: "You really asked the right person!" ”

Mu Shuning put on a deaf look.

"King An, the current King An, have you heard of it?" The peddler didn't know which way to give his thumbs up, all of which he had unconsciously done, and he seemed very excited, "He's such a good guy!" ”

"If he takes down the current saint, even if I want to die now, I will never complain, now more and more people are taking refuge in King An, I think, it will be a matter of time before he is replaced."

Hearing the name of the acquaintance, Mu Shuning was aroused, and he smiled: "I bought all your sugar gourds, can you tell me about this King An?" ”