After laughing for a while, Mo Ninglong stopped.

Mu Yunling, who was startled by this laughter, looked at Mo Ninglong at a loss.

The innocent eyes made Mo Ninglong seem to think of someone.

But I can't remember who it is.

"Originally, I just thought you were beautiful, so I looked at you twice, but now I suddenly find that you are still a little cute." Mo Ninglong pursed his lips and pointed to the bronze mirror on the side with a smile: "Go and have a look." ”

Mu Yunling, who was strange in her heart, walked quickly to the bronze mirror.

Looking at the big cat in the mirror, he cried out in a lost voice: "Ah." ”

Looking at the panicked appearance of the beauty, it is also a special taste.

Seeing that Mo Ninglong was still looking at her, Mu Yunling blushed and rushed out of the door in three steps and two steps.

Looks like it's time to wash your face.

"I've got to do it myself."

Mo Ninglong moved over the inkstone, stood up, held his sleeve with one hand, and gently rotated the ink ingot with the other.

The action is elegant and impeccable!

When she came back from washing her face, Mu Yunling, who still had some traces of water, stopped in front of the door and looked at this scene in surprise.

"I'm back."

Mo Ninglong raised his head, looked at the other party's wet appearance, and smiled.

Mu Yunling nodded, looking at each other seriously for the first time in these days.

Under the decoration of luxurious clothing, while having a body that does not lose the heroism of men, there is also an elegance that is not found in large households.

What kind of environment has cultivated such a woman?

"Sister Linglong, you must have an extraordinary background, right?"

Mo Ninglong stopped the movement in his hand and looked at himself reflected in the inkstone ink.

He nodded, then shook his head again.

Suddenly, Mo Ninglong somewhat understood Mu Yunling's difficulty.

was born to marry, give birth to children, and finally die of old age in the boudoir, which is already an extremely painful thing, if you can't find someone you love, it will be even more painful.

Zhao Yuyao's martial arts are close to him, and with the three-foot sword in his hand, he can break through the shackles of fate and live the life he loves.

But what does Mu Yunling have?

Mo Ninglong squeezed the ink ingot's hand tightly, and his knuckles turned slightly white.

"Sister Linglong, what's wrong?" Mu Yunling came to the side and sat down, staring at the silent Mo Ninglong suspiciously.

Awakened from his distraction, Mo Ninglong shook his head and smiled: "Thinking of something, it's nothing." ”

"As for my background, Yunling, you still don't want to know."

In order not to continue to entangle on this issue, Mo Ninglong hurriedly interrupted: "Okay, you say, I'll paint, if there is anything wrong, remember to explain." ”

Mu Yunling nodded, and immediately described Yue Yang's appearance in detail.

One speaks, one speaks.

After a while, a dusty scholar appeared on the rice paper.

Mo Ninglong put the pen aside, leaned down and gently blew the ink on the rice paper.

When the ink dried, he lifted the whole painting and sent it to Mu Yunling's eyes and said, "How? Is there a gap with the real Yueyang? ”

"No, not at all!"

Mu Yunling presented the painting next to the candlelight, and in the dim and flickering light, she almost mistakenly thought that Yue Yang himself appeared in front of her.

"I didn't expect Sister Linglong's painting skills to be so powerful." Mu Yunling praised without hesitation.

Mo Ninglong smiled bitterly and looked elsewhere.

Freezing three feet is by no means a day's cold, not to mention this qin, chess, calligraphy and painting that requires entry to be called "will".

Strange to say, he has a different talent for painting and piano skills, and he took a lot of detours when he first learned it compared to calligraphy and chess.

Maybe it's talent?

Mo Ninglong glanced at the sky outside the window, and then looked at Mu Yunling and said: "It's late tonight, let's leave the matter of finding someone tomorrow, as long as the other party is still in this windy city, there will be results in a day." ”

Mu Yunling nodded, and reluctantly handed the painting in her hand back to Mo Ninglong.

Mo Ninglong waved his hand and said confidently: "This painting was made by my hand, and it will only take time for a stick of incense to paint another painting that is exactly the same, so you can keep this one." ”

Hearing that Mu Yunling was overjoyed, she carefully rolled up the painting and took out a red rope from the drawer of the dresser next to her to tie it up.

Mo Ninglong patiently watched the other party do all this and said, "You don't want to break this arranged fate?" ”

The sudden words made Mu Yunling stunned.

In just a few breaths, the mood went from joy to restlessness to finally dead silence.

Mu Yunling kept rubbing the painting rolled up in her hand: "I don't have this ability." ”

"If I say, I'll help you, would you be willing to break the shackles of fate?" Mo Ninglong stretched out his hand at her.

Just like Zhao Yuyao's hand stretched out to him in the lake.

"Are you willing to break this fate?"

Mu Yunling repeated these words in her mouth, and her gaze stopped on Mo Ninglong's outstretched hand.

She trembled and stretched out her hand, trying to grasp the last straw.

But suddenly, she retracted her hand and said, "No, the other party to my marriage contract is the Mo family, and provoking the Mo family only harms you, but also harms my family." ”

"Trust me, nothing will happen to me, and neither will anything happen to your family."

"But are you willing to leave this greenhouse and go to meet the wind and rain with your true love?"

After these days of getting along, Mo Ninglong has already determined the choice that the other party will make.

Mu Yunling's hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed Mo Ninglong's hand.

It's just that when she grabbed it, she smiled: "I'll take today's words as a joke, you haven't told me anything, and I haven't heard anything." ”

It's not that Mu Yunling regrets it, but she doesn't believe that Linglong can protect herself and her family under the pressure of the Mo family.

Linglong may not be able to, but Mo Ninglong can!

Mo Ninglong's five fingers of his backhand tightly clasped the opponent's wrist.

"I'm sorry, but there's no chance of starting over in life, and once you've made a choice, there's no going back."

"It's getting late, it's time for me to go."

Without waiting for Mu Yunling to say anything, Mo Ninglong let go of his hand and turned around and walked towards the door.

Mu Yunling's mood was a little chaotic after being told such a thing by Mo Ninglong.

At this time, she really hopes that someone can be by her side.

Just like when she was a child, her mother would always hold her and say comforting words.

She stood up and stopped Mo Ninglong, and said with a slightly guilty expression: "Sister Linglong, can you stay with me for a while today." ”

In the middle of the night, Mo Ninglong was also a little sleepy.

Turning his head to look at Mu Yunling in embarrassment, he sighed and retracted the steps that had already stepped out of the door.

"Well, I'll stay with you a little longer."

"If Sister Linglong is tired, it's okay for us to sleep together, only my maid will come to this courtyard except me, and no one will find out."

"Sleep with you or something, forget it, I'll just sit here with you for a while."

When Mo Ninglong heard that he wanted to stay overnight, he waved his hand again and again and refused to say.