When Mu Mingshu woke up, he couldn't open his eyes because of the warm sunlight, and he couldn't react to where he was for a while when he looked at the green shade and water in front of him. ziyouge

Zhao Yiheng tied up the hem of his clothes, pulled up his trousers and was spearing fish in the shallow stream, he obviously had a face that did not eat the fireworks of the world, but he did these things without the slightest sense of disobedience.

The sunlight hit his face, outlining his bright features, and his black and shiny black hair was particularly dazzling.

Mu Mingshu sat up straight, stretched out his hand and dragged his chin to look at him like this, but he felt more and more familiar with this person in his heart, his face and figure, every glance and smile seemed to be very familiar, but he always couldn't remember whether he knew him in the past.

Zhao Yiheng's eyes were sharp, and his skills were not bad, and after a while, he forked a few fish and threw them on the case, and he heard Mu Mingshu shouting: "Enough." Then he climbed ashore.

The fish are all fresh, and the body can still jump around with a fork, Zhao Yiheng asked Mu Mingshu while tidying up his clothes: "Will you kill fish?" ”

Mu Mingshu thought about it and shook his head, Zhao Yiheng couldn't help but look her up and down, and sneered: "Then how did you survive outside alone?" ”

"You can buy it." When Mu Mingshu escaped, in addition to the rosewood comb, she also brought some silver that could make her survive, although it was not much, but she could use it for a while while saving a little flower.

Zhao Yiheng glanced at Mu Mingshu in surprise when he heard this, pursed his lips and didn't speak again.

He squatted down and turned the fish to the side, stretched out his hand to Mu Mingshu and said, "Borrow your dagger and use it." ”

"You used it to kill fish?" Mu Mingshu blinked a little funny, but he still obediently took out the dagger from his arms and handed it to him, he didn't expect that her murderous dagger could still be used to kill fish.

Zhao Yiheng took the dagger, neatly scraped off the fish scales, broke the fish belly and took out the internal organs, dug out the gills, and finally washed it before putting it on the leaves picked by Mu Mingshu. He took out an oiled paper bag from his bosom and opened it, twisted some of the contents and smeared it on the fish, and cut a few clean branches to string the fish and roast it on the fire that Mu Mingshu had burned.

Mu Mingshu saw him smearing something on the fish, and asked vigilantly: "What did you put there?" ”

Zhao Yiheng smiled: "Of course it's poison, poison you fool who doesn't have a brain." ”

"You" Mu Mingshu's face was so angry that his face turned pale, and he was about to scold when he saw it, Zhao Yiheng said again: "It's right to be guarded, but you also use your brain, if you want to do something to you, you did it last night, and you still need to wait for you to wake up?" ”

Mu Mingshu was so angry that she gritted her teeth, but when she thought about it carefully, it was the same thing, but she suffered losses in Zhao Yiheng's hands again and again, and she was not comfortable in the end, so she took out the dagger that killed the fish and put it against his neck, and said viciously: "Then thank you for not killing."

Zhao Yiheng felt the coolness on his neck, and looked at Mu Mingshu sideways, he really couldn't do anything about her.

He put the skewered fish on the shelf supported by the branches, snatched the dagger from Mu Mingshu's hand with his backhand, and pressed her to the grass with a forward lunge, hooking her chin and smiling with a ruffian face: "What? Think that the lord took you out of the city and crossed the river and demolished the bridge without fear? ”

Mu Mingshu struggled for a while, and found that he couldn't move at all, so he had to stare at him menacingly and scold: "Bastard, let me go." ”

Zhao Yiheng wanted to teach her a lesson, where to let go so easily, but instead put his face closer and closer, and said angrily: "Don't let go." ”

His face was very close, the tips of their noses almost touched, and the breath he spewed out hit Mu Mingshu's face, but he unexpectedly made her not have a trace of rejection.

Mu Mingshu didn't know why her heart was pounding, as if it was about to jump out of her throat, even when the person said something affectionate to herself, she had never felt like this.

Such a familiar and intimate feeling made Mu Mingshu feel very wrong, she didn't dare to struggle anymore, only looked at Zhao Yiheng with a pair of watery apricot eyes and suddenly asked, "Do you like me?" ”

Zhao Yiheng was stunned by this sudden remark, but when Mu Mingshu remembered something, he was suddenly surprised and happy, and reached out to hold her in his arms, excitedly thinking about how to tell her frankly about her life experience, and then abduct her back to Kyoto by the way

But Mu Mingshu couldn't help but shudder more and more when he saw his ambiguous eyes, and he was stunned in his heart: "You, should you be, you have Longyang, right?" ”

Just one sentence extinguished all Zhao Yiheng's joy, and he looked at Mu Mingshu with a black face for a while, and he really didn't know what to say.

Seeing him like this, Mu Mingshu also said to himself that he was in his mind, so that he felt uncomfortable at this time, so he struggled again, and scolded in his mouth: "Dead pervert, let me go quickly, otherwise Lao Tzu will really castrate you in a while." ”

"Ye is a pervert, he is good for you like this" Zhao Yiheng really didn't know what Mu Mingshu's head was in, and he would have such a dirty idea, it was simply angry and funny.

He pretended to show a bit of fierceness, and Mu Mingshu couldn't move more and more, so he simply pretended to be really good at Longyang, and lowered his head to cover her lips.

It is still as soft as in his memory, although there is no faint jasmine fragrance, Zhao Yiheng still feels that it tastes good.

Mu Mingshu's eyes widened and she was stunned, she really didn't expect Zhao Yiheng to be such a shameless person, who dared to attack herself in the blue sky. She bit the pass tightly and made a sworn resistance, but she didn't want to easily ask Zhao Yiheng to knock open her teeth and probe in her mouth to stir it up.

Mu Mingshu probably never resisted Zhao Yiheng, that is, no matter how much she resisted, she would only make a fuss after a while.

Zhao Yiheng's lust came, and the descendants of the lower head also made trouble, his hand climbed on the two rabbits in front of Mu Mingshu, Xu wrapped it once, and he couldn't touch it at all, so he had to reach into his clothes and rudely ripped off the chest wrap.

Mu Mingshu's eyes were full of moisture, anxious and aggrieved, but his body was very eager to stick with Zhao Yiheng.

Zhao Yiheng can't care about that much, God knows what kind of life he has lived in the past year, he has lost his wife and children one after another, if it weren't for the revenge, he would have no hope of living. At this moment, he just wants to be one with Mu Mingshu, cherish her well, and give her the best in the world.

His delicate kiss moved from his lips to his collarbone, again and again, light and gentle.

Mu Mingshu couldn't help but snort twice, but she felt that this voice made her so humiliated, so she had to beg for mercy with red eyes: "Zhao Wu, please, don't continue, I know it's wrong, I will never repeat it again." ”

She was afraid that Zhao Yiheng would go crazy and ignore everything, so she said ruthlessly: "If you move, I, I will die to show you." ”

Zhao Yiheng's movements stopped when he heard the sound, he raised his phoenix eyes to Mu Mingshu's frightened eyes, and caressed her face distressedly, and his eyes were also full of pain. He lowered his head and kissed Mu Mingshu's eyelids, and said in a trembling voice: "You have already ruthlessly abandoned me once, do you still want to torture me with such a ruthless Fang Clan?" ”

Mu Mingshu didn't understand what he was saying, but when he saw the pain in his eyes, he couldn't express his sadness.

Zhao Yiheng hugged her tightly in his arms, with a bit of crying in his nose: "Lady, call Zhao Yiheng for your husband, do you remember." ”

"Our child, called Zhao Ziyue, is taken from the death and life contract in the Book of Poetry and Zi Chengyue, do you remember"

Mu Mingshu didn't remember, she didn't remember anything, but when she heard the names of Zhao Yiheng and Zhao Ziyue, she felt a pinprick pain in her heart, so painful that she couldn't even breathe.

Zhao Yiheng said again: "Lady, your name is Mu Mingshu, the small character is Mingyue, your mother is General Anguo, and you are the eldest girl of the Mu family."

He put his head on Mu Mingshu's shoulder, and when he said this, it was as if he used great strength.

"The comb you brought with you is a token of our commitment."

Tears came down the corners of her eyes and dripped on Mu Mingshu's collarbone, her heart was clenched, and those names kept wandering in her mind, making her brain chaotic, she seemed to remember something, and it was as if she didn't remember anything.

"A year ago, you died of a sudden illness, I buried you myself, and buried this comb with you, I don't know how you came back to life, and I don't know what you went through this year, but thank God let me meet you again"

Zhao Yiheng's voice was very light and light, like a feather, gently fanning his heart, making Mu Mingshu feel more and more sad.

Tears fell down the corners of Mu Mingshu's eyes at some point, and her eyes were hazy with tears, and she didn't know why she was crying, but she felt sad crying.

She raised her hand and gently put it on Zhao Yiheng's cheek and asked, "Really?" Are you real? ”

In the past year, she has experienced deception, betrayal, and pain, and she thought that those things were sad enough, but the man in front of her who claimed to be her husband was just a few words, and her heart hurt like a knife.

She doubted what Zhao Yiheng said, but she believed everything he said to a greater extent, because she didn't know what she was worthy of him to deceive.

"Really, really" Zhao Yiheng buried his head in Mu Mingshu's neck, and said in a sullen voice: "In the year I lost you, every day I lived was torment, every day I woke up and saw the sun rising as usual, I was thinking about why I didn't go with you, but lived in this world and missed you"

Zhao Yiheng's tears flowed uncontrollably, and his words were sensational, but he paused, and sat up violently a little wrong.

"Oh no, my fish is mush."