In the deep courtyard of the Yang family, it is still full of people, the original banquet has been transformed into a stage, all kinds of lights are hung around, the dazzling light and shadow are shrouded in a originally silent night, the courtyard is supported by a variety of shelves, a red carpet is laid on it, it looks bright, there are some tall and straight trees around the side, and the stage is neatly arranged, row upon row of seats, a hall of people sitting below occasionally whispering to each other, Sometimes someone sighs a few times, and everything is normal.

In order to be lively, the Yang family not only invited the shadow puppet troupe, but also invited two gentlemen, who are sitting in the spotlight at this moment, with the dazzling lights, and are talking about their own stories.

Song Xiwan sat with her father, quietly together, and the governor watched the storyteller on the stage politely tell about his life of ups and downs like duckweed.

Yang Huailin and his wife, sitting in the middle, the two respected each other like guests, and quietly watched the beautiful scenery of the good night, Yang Huaiping and Master Li and others sat on the side and occasionally talked and laughed, saying some homely gossip.

After Mo Xiaoxiao made all the preparations, he walked slowly to the front yard, and saw that the front yard was so lively, singing and dancing The scene couldn't help but be glad to get up, so that the lively scene would not make people find themselves sneaky, all the way to Yang Zhe's side, Yang Zhe and Zhao Tancen were sitting together, Mo Xiaoxiao saw that Zhao Tancen was secretly unhappy, just quietly strung to Yang Zhe's back, and poked him lightly with his hand, Yang Zhe turned around as if he had just woken up from a dream, Seeing that it was Mo Xiaoxiao, he nodded lightly.

After handing over to Yang Zhe, Mo Xiaoxiao pretended to be casual and quietly walked over to Song Xiwan's side.

"You girl, it seems that I have a good relationship with you, yes, she looks like a girl with a lot of personality!" Zhao Tancen witnessed their movements, and after Mo Xiaoxiao left, Zhao Tancen smiled again and said evilly.

Yang Zhe just took a sip of tea, shook his head lightly and said, "Don't you beat her idea, don't you already have a noble person with golden branches and jade leaves in your family?" Besides, she's not your thing, so don't think about it. ”

After that, Zhao Tancen was still unsatisfied, withdrew his playful eyes, and continued to watch the drama on stage.

Song Xiwan and her father Song Yunhong sat on the left side, and Yang Huaiping and another master happened to sit on the side, Mo Xiaoxiao secretly thought of a way, she had to lead Song Xiwan to the backyard, but Song Xiwan's tutor said that it seemed impossible to let her leave without permission, and there was a father who was not angry and arrogant on the side, and it was not easy to let her leave the seat.

Mo Xiaoxiao was thinking hard and meditating, and she was helpless for a moment, and when she didn't know how to find a reason, the storyteller on the stage made an earth-shattering sound of shooting, which vividly emptied her thoughts, and a huge sound of shooting made the chaotic lights, the dark night filled with dust and sounds, and suddenly woke up, and there was silence in an instant, and even the sound of the wind and grass seemed to be suppressed. As the storyteller stood up, bowed lightly to the audience and thanked him, the scene resumed the lively scene of Fang Cai, and in an instant, the embattled insects and frogs began to cry again, and the voices began to boil one after another, and the scene was buzzing.

Next is the shadow puppet show, and then the supper time for each guest, the shadow puppet show is about an hour, and you have to take Song Xiwan back at the supper time, so the time is also relatively urgent, you have to take her away quickly. Mo Xiaoxiao walked towards Song Xiwan and thought secretly in her heart.

"Sister Wan'er, I'm back, I could have come back early today to chat with you, but suddenly there was something wrong so it was delayed, ah, the storyteller has finished speaking, did I miss something?" Mo Xiaoxiao walked over and gently patted Song Xiwan's shoulder, and when she turned her head blankly, Mo Xiaoxiao apologized and explained apologetically, and sat down next to her in a position next to her.

Song Xiwan saw that it was Mo Xiaoxiao, but she was slightly stunned, and then she reacted and shook her head gently and said gently: "It's okay, if my sister has something to do, I'm just an idler, why spend the time I should be doing business here to play with an idler!" ”

"Uncle Song, do you need me to add you some hot tea?" When Mo Xiaoxiao was talking to Song Xiwan, Song Xiwan's father, Song Yunhong, turned his head when he heard the sound, and Mo Xiaoxiao hurriedly greeted him preemptively before he could speak, and asked him politely.

Song Yunhong saw that it was Mo Xiaoxiao, so he just nodded slightly and smiled, and then slowly spoke: "Xiao Yu, this kid is really understanding, generous and polite, but if you don't need this tea, you can't sleep if you drink too much tea at night, we can't compare with you young people when we are old." ”

Song Yunhong laughed at himself while laughing, and looked at the same smiling expressions of the two, Mo Xiaoxiao and Song Xiwan looked at each other and smiled very tacitly.

Suddenly, a slight breeze blew over, blowing the girl's hairline as light as a feather, blowing the placket of the person's clothes slightly wrinkled, this is the cool breeze in the autumn night, in the dark and unconsciously, rolled down a few leaves that refused to fall, and a breeze blew through Mo Xiaoxiao's mind and suddenly came to the idea.

Seeing that Song Xiwan was dressed relatively thinly, and knowing that her body was relatively weak, he said to her lightly: "Hey, this autumn night breeze is blowing in gusts, it's really cold, ah, Sister Wan'er, why are you wearing such a little clothes, you will be thinly dressed this night, will you catch a cold?" ”

Song Xiwan pinched the corners of her clothes again and shook her head gently, but the gusts of cool breeze blew, and Mo Xiaoxiao still saw her chill with the help of the dim light, and her face like a white lotus flower seemed to be slightly red from the cold.

"Sister Wan'er, it's too cold for your body to stand it, so you and my room, I'll go find you a coat to put on, I heard others say that my sister's body is weak, so if you call your sister a cold in the afternoon, it will be more than worth the loss...!" Mo Xiaoxiao gently pulled her wrist and said with concern, looking at Song Xiwan's appearance, she seemed to be a little moved, but she still had some scruples about something, and Mo Xiaoxiao reacted.

"Uncle Song, Uncle Song." Mo Xiaoxiao called softly to Song Yunhong, who was concentrating on watching the shadow puppet show on the stage.

"What's wrong, Gardenia?" After a moment, Song Yunhong turned his head to her and asked.

Mo Xiaoxiao said with a smile: "Uncle Song, this autumn night has gradually become cold, this cold wind is blowing for a while, I see that this sister Wan'er is too thin and worried that she will catch a cold, so I want to take her over with me to add a coat, so I want your permission, you see ......"

"Oh, so that's the case, what's there to ask, Wan'er, the wind outside is indeed a little strong, and Sister Xiaoyu is also a heart, so you can go with her, otherwise you can't bear it."

Song Yunhong loves her precious girl, and she also said with a concerned face, Song Xiwan seemed to be suddenly relieved when she heard her words, and she didn't have so many scruples, nodded gently, and got up and left with Mo Xiaoxiao.

Mo Xiaoxiao gently held Song Xiwan's hand and walked to the path in the back garden, along the way there was a cool breeze, Song Xiwan's delicate face became more and more vivid in the moonlight, and bursts of vague fragrance blew faintly.

When the two walked to the side of a small pavilion, Mo Xiaoxiao suddenly stopped, Song Xiwan saw her stop and looked at her in confusion, Mo Xiaoxiao's face suddenly showed a look of surprise and said to her: "Ah, I'm sorry, Sister Wan'er, you wait for me here, I seem to have forgotten to bring the key, the door in my room is locked, the key is in my mother's, you don't move here, I'll go get the key, just wait for me here." ”

Seeing Mo Xiaoxiao's honest appearance, Song Xiwan also believed it, just nodded and instructed her: "It's not in the way, I'll wait for you here, don't be in a hurry to walk slowly when the road is slippery in the dark, be careful of the small stones under your feet, I'll wait for you here if you're not in a hurry." ”

Mo Xiaoxiao nodded, and hurriedly returned to the original way, while Song Xiwan was waiting for her quietly in place.

Song Xiwan looked at the waning moon in the sky with her eyes, the cold light reflected her thin body, the trees and grass under the moonlight, a shadow was swaying by the wind, and the shadow of her reflection on the ground was long.

Suddenly, Song Xiwan lowered her head, and saw that there seemed to be something swaying in the grass on the side, and the sound of rustling was also clearly visible, which startled her, and hurriedly retreated, only to see that something seemed to float up in the dark grass, and the ethereal fright made Song Xiwan's flower face tremble, and she retreated again and again.

"Ah......h

"Girl be careful......" Suddenly, I don't know why, suddenly from behind, a familiar and extremely secure male voice came, the voice was like a holy voice from afar, it was contaminated with fairy energy......

Song Xiwan only felt that her waist was gently propped up, and in an instant, a feeling of suspension in the air immediately fell into a warm and generous embrace, which caught her off guard and was at a loss, and her mind was blank and she didn't have time to react to what was going on.