"If you're afraid of the dark, just light the lamp." Su Tian wanted to withdraw his hand, but was firmly grasped by Mo Yu. The dark, yet shining, eyes were about to see his heart all the time.

Su Qian sighed: "Come in first, it's too late today." ”

Mo Yu immediately jumped up for joy, his eyes were still a little red, but his mouth was already laughing. She jumped all the way forward, reaching for the snowflakes from the light, and her mouth was already chattering.

"Su Tian, why is your shadow so long?"

"Su Tian, can you paint me a portrait?"

"Su Tian, will you always light the lamp for me? I'm afraid I'll grow up to 80 years old, and I'm still afraid of the dark! ”

"Su ,......"

She suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a wonderful charm in the name, which made her can't help but want to repeat it over and over again.

Su Tian just walked silently behind her, holding the lamp to illuminate the road under her feet, the paper umbrella in his hand leaned forward a little and tilted a little more, his entire back was exposed outside the umbrella, slowly wet by the melting snow. The sick and heavy face was hidden under the paper umbrella, and the extravagant joy and love were properly hidden, so that she could not see it.

Walking to the door, Mo Yu threw off the clogs, quickly ran to the couch, added fine charcoal to the copper furnace, and then put the stone orchid incense that Su Tian liked. She learned incense for this person.

Su Tian put away the paper umbrella, and the sudden warm air surged him to cough even more. He leaned against the wall, his wide cuffs covering most of his face.

Mo Yu ran over and handed him water made of pears and ginger, and watched him drink it little by little, and his pale face was stained with a little blood. She suddenly felt frightened, and couldn't help asking, "Su Tian...... Will you die? ”

"Ahem...... Su Tian smiled shallowly, as if he was laughing at the ink rumor and asked a stupid question, "People will die...... I'm not a monster. ”

A strand of hair hung down, covering one of Su Tian's eyes. Mo Yu stretched out a hand and pulled a strand of his hair behind his shoulder. She thought to herself, if she didn't have this sick face, what a handsome person Su Tian was! She suddenly remembered the sentence "uncrowned king" of the Empress Dowager Zhaoxiang, and felt that these four words were used on Su Tian, and she couldn't say how appropriate.

"Mo Yu," Su Tian suddenly spoke, startling her, "Behind the cloud platform, there is a library building, when you have time, you can come to read, just go directly from the path on the mountain." ”

Mo Yu was stunned: "What do you mean when you are free, do you still want to drive me away?" ”

"Yuntai doesn't take in women," Su Tian's eyes stared at the smoke curling in the incense burner, "It's already an exception to let you go into the library to study." After saying these words, Su Tian stood up, walked out step by step, and left the empty room to Mo Yu alone.

In the dark corridor, Su leaned his hand against the wall, coughed and bent down, and the palm covering his mouth slowly revealed red blood. He shook his hand and pulled out a silver needle and stabbed it at the acupuncture points on his shoulder and neck, but most of the silver needle did not go in, and the cough gradually stopped.

"Lord Qing," Xuan Nu hurriedly came, and with a quick push of her fingers, she helped him complete the remaining few stitches, "The king has to deal with the Empress Dowager Zhaoxiang, and the border is not very peaceful, so he won't come to ask for ink rumors anymore, so why bother to drive her away?" ”

"It hasn't snowed so much in Chu for several years," Su Tian looked at the snow falling more and more outside the window, his tone was unusually calm, only the white knuckles were pinched, revealing his emotions, "She should be free in the mountains and wilderness, and she shouldn't put on shackles, I can't afford what she wants." ”

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In the courtyard of Qingzhu, there were several jars of wine made from sour fruits, and Mo Yu took advantage of her not paying attention, secretly dug out an jar, and ran to the halfway up the mountain to drink. She still remembered that Qingzhu couldn't climb trees, for fear that she would chase her, so she deliberately sat on the top of the tallest and largest locust tree, and only then opened the mud seal on the jar.

A glass of wine is gulp, and it is sweet and sweet, like sugar water.

"What is this wine called?" Mo Yu laughed a few times and said to himself, "You won't get drunk if you drink a whole jar." "If you're drunk, maybe you won't think of Su Tian's cold expression. She simply threw away the glass and carried the jar directly to pour it into her mouth.

As soon as I raised my head, my eyes were raised, and the path in front of the gimbal loomed behind the layers of leaves. The door squeaked open, and the Xuan Nu poked her head out, looked around carefully, and made sure that there was no one around, so she covered her entire head and face with a black hood, and went down the mountain lightly along the road that someone had trampled on.

Mo Yu wondered in her heart, how did Sister Xuan look sneaky, which was very different from her usual. It didn't take long for Xuannu's figure to reappear, still looking around, and then she took out a small piece of thin things from her palm and began to read it carefully.

When she was done, she put the sheet in her mouth and swallowed it. Mo Yu remembered that Su Tian had said that there was a way to deliver the news, which was to make a thin slice of rice paste and write on it, and the person who received the message could directly swallow the thin slice and destroy the evidence.

But why should Sister Xuan be so careful, as if she didn't want Su Tian to see it?

Mo Yu thought about things in his heart, his brows wrinkled together unconsciously, and the wine vat in his hand was slowly raised. I only heard a crisp sound of "dang", and several criss-crossing lines cracked on the wine jar. Then there was a "bang", and the whole wine jar exploded like an explosion, turning into countless fragments, and all the wine inside was sprinkled on the ground, pouring a round spot on the snow.

"Who is it?" Mo Yu stared around with round eyes, and saw the man in dark clothes, standing under the tree with a smile. Several stones in the hand struck each other, making a crisp sound.

"Bad Hazelnut, what are you laughing at?" Seeing that it was him, Mo Yu spewed out his anger unabashedly, "Do you know how hard it took me to escape Qingzhu's pursuit and steal a jar of wine?" Qingzhu said that these jars of wine were to be reserved for her future daughter's marriage, and Mo Yu had laughed at her countless times, and her daughter's shadow didn't know where it was.

Xiao Zhen threw the stones casually, and the stones struck each other, making a series of beautiful marks on the snow: "I'm laughing, some people are not very old, and they haven't learned anything else, so they first learn to borrow wine to drown their sorrows." ”

"You want to care?" Mo Yu glared at him, rolled his eyes a few times, and said with a smile, "You owe me a jar of wine, I'll write it down first, and then I'll ask you for an account when I go back." ”

"Come, come down." Xiao Zhen stretched out his hand to her, "I'll teach you a better way to vent." ”

"Don't." Mo Yu shook her head like a rattle, and she remembered the "reward" that made people blush and heartbeat that day, and she didn't even dare to look directly into his eyes.

"If I don't come down, I'll leave." Xiao Zhen turned around and really walked into the distance. Mo Yu raised his head and looked aimlessly at the horizon at the junction of blue and white. Before she could find the line, her waist suddenly tightened, and she was completely encircled from behind, and the man's breath spewed on the back of her neck. Xiao Zhen also jumped on the top of the tree at some point, his movements were flexible and brisk, and he didn't make a sound at all.

"You let go." Mo Yu was a little annoyed and poked him back with her elbow.

"It's hard to catch it, how can you let go casually?" Xiao Zhen's words were meaningful, holding Mo Yu's hand and pressing it on her waist.

With a shrill whistle, he jumped down with the Murmur, and was about to hit the ground when a pure white horse ran past them. Xiao Zhen leaned sideways and landed on the horse, holding Mo Yu with one hand, and holding the reins with the other hand several times, his body jumped flexibly, turning into a straddle sitting posture, and holding Mo Yu horizontally in front of him.

He shouted, and the white horse ran towards the depths of the dense forest of Yunli Mountain. The horses' hooves trampled through the snow, sinking deep into each step.

Xiao Zhen suddenly lowered his head, and said against Mo Yu's cheek: "Hold it firm." Then the whole person leaned forward, almost clinging to the horse's back, holding the ink rumor firmly in the middle. With a dexterous hand, he pulled the reins, and the white horse raised its front hooves and leaped in the air, and the horse's body stretched into a flowing curve in mid-air, and when it landed again, it was already on the opposite side of the cliff a foot away.

The wind was whistling in his ears, and Mo Yu's heart was beating wildly. The person in front of her, she seems to be very familiar, but if she thinks about it carefully, she seems to have just known each other. He was shrouded in layers of fog and full of mysteries. It seems straightforward and clear, but in fact, every appearance seems to be an illusion.

Getting along with him is like walking into an unknown forest, free and happy, but it seems to be full of dangers.

"Here we are." Xiao Zhen pulled the reins of his horse and took off a huge golden bow from the saddle, the bowstring was almost as long as Mo Yu's arm.

He took out six copper coins and threw them into the sky at random, and the copper coins flew up in a staggered manner. He put on the bow and arrow, closed his eyes and listened attentively, his fingers hooked the bowstring, and with a "poof" sound, a long arrow with white feathers passed through the eyes of six copper coins one after another, and nailed to the trunk of the tree.

"Hazelnut, you're amazing!" Mo Yu reached out and touched his bowstring, "Let me try it too." "The brutality and domineering revealed on the golden bow feels completely different from the small bow and crossbow that Su Tian specially made for her.

"I'll teach you." Xiao Zhen smiled meaningfully, and withdrew the bow to the side to prevent her from catching it. He took Mo Yu's hand, and led her to hold the arrow on the bow with one hand, and the bowstring with the other hand to pull it back. This posture is almost to hold the whole Mo Yu in his arms.

The bowstring was slowly pulled to the fullest, and Xiao Zhen's head was also close to Mo Yu's side face: "Aim in the direction of the arrow body, don't shake your hands." ”

Mo Yu actually didn't make much effort, the whole bow was pulled by Xiao Zhen, but the bowstring was rough and a little awkward. The calluses on Xiao Zhen's fingers rubbed the back of her hand, her face began to burn again, and she asked in a low voice, "How long do you want to aim." ”

Xiao Zhen hooked the corners of his lips and smiled: "When I see that I'm tired, let go." ”

Mo Yu knew that he was being teased again, and the tip of his elbow poked back sharply, only to hear Xiao Zhen snort sullenly: "It's really ruthless......"

"Who made you not feel good...... "As soon as he said half of the words of Mo Yu's mouth, Xiao Zhen suddenly let go of his hand, and the arrow that lost its restraint flew out with a "whoosh" with the force emanating from the bowstring, and the mink fell to the ground not far away, and the long arrow was piercing the soft flesh of its chin.

The strength of the golden bow was too great, and the ink rumor was shocked to the point that his ears were buzzing, and his whole body also rushed forward, and was surrounded by Xiao Zhen with one arm.

"You're so bad......" Mo Yu remembered the ambiguous action just now, and couldn't say anything halfway through.

Xiao Zhen tilted the golden bow to his shoulder, squinting at her lazily, and the sense of oppression in his sight made Mo Yu can't help but want to escape. Su Tian would never give her this feeling, Su Tian was as gentle as water, and even when he taught archery, he used a willow branch to gently point and correct her movements.

Mo Yu stroked the mane on the horse's back with his fingers, and suddenly bit his lip and said, "Hazelnut, can you teach me some fist and foot kung fu?" "If she becomes stronger, she can protect Su Tian, and she won't have to leave him.