"Xue'er, why are you filming yourself, it doesn't hurt!" Xue Yan hurriedly grabbed Mo Xueyan's hand, slightly annoyed, looked at the red mark on Mo Xueyan's forehead, and touched it with pity.

Mo Xueyan is a nymphomaniac again, ah! Male god, her perfect male god.

Suddenly, Mo Xueyan shook her head, and the things she had just remembered came to her head again, saying that she had made a mistake by drinking, and she was mistaken by beauty! I even left my great dreams behind.

"Cher, what's wrong?" Only then did Xue Yan realize that Mo Xueyan should have something to do.

Mo Xueyan looked at Xue Yan, wrinkled her lips, and then shook her head with a bitter face, "Male god, we forgot the painting we painted!" Now what? Hanmei Pavilion is already closed, alas! ”

sighed one after another, but said a face with a weak heart and a weak heart, and avoided the snow without a trace.

If she told the male god that she hadn't given up on starting a troupe, the male god would be angry! The ancient drama and Jizi were all inferior people, the male god said, and she herself knew it, but if she didn't try, she would definitely be very unwilling.

Xue Yan looked at Mo Xueyan for a moment, her eyes swept over Mo Xueyan's small bag, looked at her again, and then rubbed Mo Xueyan's head dotingly.

"Xue'er, didn't I ask Mo Xian to put away the winter plum picture you painted at that time, I didn't even see what you said at the time."

Mo Xueyan was stunned for a moment, and lowered her head and bared her teeth in annoyance, Mo Xueyan, you pig brain, this excuse is too fake!

"Huh, huh? I really didn't see it, oops, I'm so tired after a day of playing! Brother Xue, I'll take a nap first, and when I get to the plum garden, you call me! ”

Mo Xueyan fell on the bed in the carriage with one end in evasion, then bowed down and shrank his head, and his whole face was completely distorted.

Xue Yan looked at Mo Xueyan quietly, and the corners of her mouth curled.

Since Xue'er likes stories, then he will give her a place to develop, and it is not necessarily the troupe's.

When the carriage returned to the plum garden, Mo Xueyan had already fallen asleep in the carriage, Xue Yan carried her to her house, ordered Mo Qian and Mo Xian to guard outside the door, directly bypassed the bed and pushed open a wall behind it, and left.

Mo Qian had already gone out of the dark room and returned to the Plum Garden when Mo Xueyan and the others came back, after all, Mo Xian was there, and if she found something wrong, she would be in trouble.

The back of the plum garden was facing the backyard of the Hongyun Restaurant, and Xue Yan walked into the backyard of the Hongyun Restaurant and went directly to the underground dark room.

"Master." Lingya bent slightly.

Xue Yan hummed softly, walked to the side of Bingyu's warm bed, looked at Lishuo who was sleeping quietly, watched quietly for a moment, and suddenly turned around and walked away.

"Send Shuo to Yedu tonight, so that Hongxie is optimistic and can't have an accident."

The faint words came into Ling Ya's ears, with a little sense of uncertainty.

Lingya, who followed behind, was stunned, "Master, aren't you going to send it to Taolin?" ”

"I'm here to help." With a slow sound, his right hand quietly touched his left wrist, and Danfeng's eyes brought a touch of depth.

Although Ling Ya still wanted to ask, seeing that Xue Yan's face was calm, he suppressed the doubts in his heart.

Bring Lishuo back to Yedu, if something happens, the two princes, the identity of the master will be exposed.

……

After that, the life was still comfortable and calm, and in a trance, it was the Sunset Moon Festival.

The cold wind of the early morning was blowing.

Mo Xueyan looked at the acacia jade pendant in her hand, hesitated for a long time, and still didn't plan to send it out and put it into a small bag.

Xue Yan, who walked to the door of the inner room, paused and quietly retreated, without alarming Mo Xueyan.

After walking out of the door, the whole person was silent and quieter.

The pair of jade pendants engraved with the word 'Acacia' must be a love token, he knew a long time ago, he has been waiting, but...

"Male god, why don't you come in?" Mo Xueyan walked out and looked at the snow outside the door suspiciously.

These days, the male god comes directly into her house every time, and he comes and goes as freely as his own house, what's wrong with today?

Suddenly, Mo Xueyan's eyes lit up slightly, could it be because today is the Moon Festival, so the male god is embarrassed.

Thinking like this, Mo Xueyan quietly curved the corners of her mouth.

"Cher, today is the Evening Moon Festival." Xue Yan opened his mouth.

Mo Xueyan immediately snickered, and sure enough, it was what she thought, "Male god, the Sunset Moon Festival is Valentine's Day!" What's wrong? ”

Not for him.

The expectation hidden in Xue Yan's eyes faded slightly, but he was soon fine.

"Xue'er knows, that's good, and the Sunset Moon Festival in Meixue County is also very good."

Mo Xueyan nodded, but scratched her head again, what's wrong with the male god, how does he feel like he's unhappy, is it true that the male god doesn't want to spend Valentine's Day with her?

Thinking like this, Mo Xueyan's hand slowly touched her small bag, and she was suddenly glad that she didn't send it out, otherwise it would be over.

These days are too beautiful, the beautiful Mo Xueyan feels too dreamy, too unreal, the male god is her admiration, just like a fairy lotus out of the mud and not stained by the world, and falling in love with such a male god, she seems to have an inferiority complex.

Looking at Mo Xueyan's movements, a hint of expectation flashed in Xue Yan's eyes.

"Male god, let's hurry up and have breakfast! Then go shopping, Meixue County must be very lively today. ”

Mo Xueyan smiled, pulled Xue Yan and went to the dining room.

The expectation in Xue Yan's heart suddenly decreased and disappeared, evoking a lost smile, which was fleeting, and returned to the previous Shuya.

After breakfast, the two went to visit Meixue County, and at the end of the day, the silent incident between the two about the lovesick jade pendant seemed to have passed, and it seemed that it had not happened at all.

In the evening moon festival in Meixue County, there is no part of the mask at night, but a sachet, and two men and women who look at each other can buy a sachet and give it to their favorite person.

Mo Xueyan and Xue Yan also bought it, it was lotus incense, and the sachet was embroidered with lotus flowers, and the two hung it on each other's waists, and then Mo Xueyan pulled Xue Yan to the edge of the stream in Meixue County.

In the middle of December, the stream had already frozen, and a thin layer of drifting snow was spread on it, Mo Xueyan leaned on Xue Yan's arms, telling the story of the Cowherd and Weaver Girl, and Xue Yan listened quietly.

The sky is getting darker and darker, and the streets of Meisseo County are lit with colorful lanterns, and there are two lines around the banks of the stream.

The light shone on Mo Xueyan and Xue Yan's bodies, dreaming of their figures.

"So, male god, because the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meet on the seventh day of July, the seventh day of July in our hometown is Valentine's Day every year, unlike here, it's December."

Glancing up at Xue Yan, Mo Xueyan continued to lean on Xue Yan's body.

"Xue'er, you are actually Mo Xueyan, but you are not Mo Xueyan either, and you don't have amnesia, right!" Xue Yan suddenly wanted to know Mo Xueyan's identity, her true identity.

Mo Xueyan shook her eyes slightly, took Xue Yan's arm and walked back away from the stream.

"Male god, I am Mo Xueyan, the real Mo Xueyan, but I am indeed not the Mo Xueyan you think, there are many people with the same name in the world, I just have the same name as the Mo family.

My name was given by my grandfather, and my grandfather said that the color of snow is the purest in the world, and the snow in the world is faceless, which is the purest color of heaven and earth, so Mo Xueyan is a beautiful memory left to me by my grandfather. ”

Speaking of his grandfather, Mo Xueyan's jump off weakened, with nostalgia.

Walking all the way to the plum garden, it was already late for Mo Xueyan to hold Xue Yan's arm, and at some point he turned his head little by little, but he was still muttering the word grandfather in his mouth.

Xue Yan directly hugged Mo Xueyan, and layers of pity appeared at the tip of her heart.

Alone, it turns out that Cher is also a lonely person like him, so she just doesn't want to make herself feel lonely.