Although Yang Qinghe changed into a muslin dress, he was reluctant to take off the hollow flying butterfly golden step on his head, but he didn't expect that the thief would be so bold and dare to touch the things on her head, so he chased after her regardless of the moment.

Mu Mingshu saw it clearly, and secretly snickered, but his face was nervous: "Brother, look at Qinghedian quickly, don't let her suffer." ”

Wen Ziran hesitated a little on his face, and said, "Mingshu, you ......"

"It's okay, I'll wait for you here with Yang Gongzi, in case we get separated, we just need to meet in the New East Building."

Wen Ziran looked at Mu Mingshu, who looked calm, then looked at Yang Jin, who was weak, and then thought about Yang Qinghe, who was walking away alone, and said to Yang Jin in the end: "Young Master Yang is bothering you." ”

Yang Jin smiled kindly: "Don't bother, Qinghe is troublesome to Wen Gongzi." ”

Wen Ziran didn't want to say more, nodded, turned around and trotted to catch up with Yang Qinghe.

Seeing the backs of the people leaving one after the other, Mu Mingshu couldn't help but cover his lips and smile.

Her eyebrows and eyes were crooked when she smiled, her long eyelashes were like a feather fan, and her smile was like a spring breeze in March, which made people's hearts inexplicably excited.

Yang Jin turned his head, covered his heart, his face was red, and he didn't say a word.

As soon as he saw Yang Jin's action of covering his heart, Mu Mingshu became vigilant, for fear that he would get sick like that day, and hurriedly asked, "But it's uncomfortable?" ”

Yang Jin shook his head, and he didn't want to say anything else, but said: "It's just that the sun is a little big, and the sun is not very comfortable." ”

Now that we are about to enter June, although it is still a little cool every morning and evening, it is also very hot when there is a sun in the daytime, and those who are not tolerant of heat have already changed into summer clothes.

Mu Mingshu didn't dare to be negligent when he heard this, and hurriedly said, "Then, let's go to the tea stall over there and sit and rest." ”

She pointed to a small tea stall, which was small and not crowded at this time, and it looked very clean at a glance.

Yang Jin knew that Mu Mingshu cared about him, and he couldn't dismiss her, so the two walked side by side to the tea stall. After ordering two bowls of coarse tea, Mu Mingshu couldn't drink it anymore after just two sips, and only said something to Yang Jin that he didn't have.

It is said that Yang Qinghe obviously watched the person who stole her hairpin running in this direction, but the more she chased, the more she couldn't see the figure, she gasped for breath, and scolded angrily with one hand: "Which king and eight lambs even dare to steal this girl's hairpin, see that this girl turns around and catches you without peeling your skin and cramping." ”

The hairpin is a new Yuebao Zhai, the style is novel and unique, she hasn't worn it twice, and she asked someone to touch it, but it doesn't make her angry and itchy.

When he turned his head and saw Wen Ziran standing behind him, his face was immediately red, and he defended himself in a sneering manner: "I, I made this thief angry and incoherent." ”

Wen Ziran's face was still with a warm smile, and before he could speak, he heard Yang Qinghe muttering again: "I only wore that hairpin twice." ”

Wen Ziran raised his eyes and looked at the direction where the thief had fled, and then lowered his eyes and said softly: "I can't catch up with it, it's better to go back, I will see a good-looking hairpin later, just buy two more." ”

Yang Qinghe flattened his mouth, he didn't speak, her hairpin was priced at sixty-six taels of silver in Yuebao Zhai, not that she thought it was precious but she really liked it, and it was unique, there was only one in the world.

Now that it's gone, it's a lie to say it's a pity.

Wen Ziran also knew that she was unwilling when she looked at her, but since she couldn't catch it back, she had to coax patiently: "I'll make one for you next time, although it's not necessarily more expensive than the one you lost." ”

When Yang Qinghe heard this, he immediately raised his eyebrows, and the depressed aura of Fang Cai disappeared in an instant, nodded vigorously, and said three good words in a row: "I don't mind whether it is expensive or not, but you promise to do what you say." ”

"Yes." Wen Ziran made her laugh at this appearance, the things he made were worth a few dollars, but he was afraid that even the fraction of the precious jewelry in Yuebao Zhai would not be enough, but he still made her happy to be like this.

The two reached a consensus, and Yang Qinghe no longer cared about the hairpin that was touched by the thief, and happily followed Wenzi and walked back.

Fahua Temple said that it is not big, and it is not small to say that it is not small, so they have made a lot of detours, and they have to go back this time.

Wen Ziran stood in front of a stall and asked for directions, Yang Qinghe stood behind, and the sun hit the two of them, outlining two long shadows. Yang Qinghe's face was filled with a gentle smile, and he gently stretched out his hand to Wen Ziran's shadow, just enough to hold the hand in his shadow.

"What are you doing?" As soon as Wen Ziran turned around, he saw Yang Qinghe's strange face.

Frightened, Yang Qinghe put his hands behind his back, and a trace of abnormal ruddy suddenly appeared on his face, but he said seriously: "It's okay, it's just playing with shadows." As he spoke, he gestured with his eyes to the two long shadows on the ground.

Wen Ziran glanced at it, smiled helplessly, and sure enough, it was a child who hadn't grown up yet.

The two walked back to the place where they were separated from Mu Mingshu, and saw the crowd shuttling back and forth around, where there were still Mu Mingshu and Yang Jin.

Wen Ziran frowned unhappily, just now Mu Mingshu said that he would wait for them here, how could he disappear so soon.

Yang Qinghe was still sharp-eyed, and saw that the proprietress of a tea stall had a pair of pearl earrings in her ears, and said a word to Wen Ziran, so he stepped forward to talk to the proprietress, and after a while, he jumped back to Wen Ziran's side: "Let's go, they will go to Guifeng Mountain." “

Wen Ziran looked at Yang Qinghe in surprise: "How do you know?" ”

Yang Qinghe chuckled: "I also know that Sister Fang Cai Mingshu and my fourth brother used a bowl of coarse tea at that tea stall. What she didn't say was that none of the two people had any silver on them, so they had to mortgage the earrings that Mu Mingshu was wearing today.

Mt. Guifeng is not very high and steep, but it is a relatively high peak in Kyoto City, and it is like Yang Qinghe, a girl who is raised in a deep boudoir, and if she wants to go up on foot, it seems that she can't bear it. She couldn't walk anymore halfway through, leaning against a big tree on the side of the road, panting for breath.

Wen Ziran has been traveling abroad for many years, and this time his breath is still calm, and he has not breathed in a hurry because of the half-day hike.

"I, I can't walk, or you go up first, I'll wait for you here." Yang Qinghe gasped for breath, she really overestimated her physical fitness, but she didn't expect that she was deflated after only half of it.

Although this is not a barren mountain range, it is sparsely populated in the end, and it is really inappropriate to leave a girl's house in Yang Qinghe here.

But since Mu Mingshu and Zhao Yiyi divorced, they have suffered a lot, and they are afraid that Mu Mingshu will suffer something on Guifeng Mountain alone this time.

Wen Ziran pursed his lips, his brows furrowed tightly, he couldn't leave Yang Qinghe, but he couldn't rest assured that Mu Mingshu had a terrible headache.

Yang Qinghe looked at his face one by one, and there was still some joy in his heart, and he rested for a while this time, and he was not as tired as Fang Cai, so he said: "Otherwise, or you pull me up and borrow me some strength." ”

Wen Ziran still frowned, and refused: "No, men and women can't kiss each other."

Although the atmosphere in the capital is not as old-fashioned as in the previous dynasty, and the defense of men and women is much more relaxed, but unmarried men and unmarried women walk hand in hand in broad daylight, which is not taken lightly.

Yang Qinghe didn't know whether she should be happy or angry, but as soon as her mind turned, she took out a handkerchief from her arms and stretched out her hand to Wen Ziran: "Then, let's pull this general." ”

Wen Ziran looked at the handkerchief in her hand, then at Yang Qinghe, and then at Mu Mingshu, who had compromised in the end.

Yang Qinghe folded the veil diagonally and tied a dead knot, Wen Ziran pulled one end in front of her, she pulled one end and followed behind, this time she walked towards Guifeng Mountain very strangely.

There were passers-by, and they couldn't help but look at it twice, and they called Wen Ziran's face red, and his pace became faster and faster, but he coldly asked Yang Qinghe, who was following behind, to skim his feet.

Wen Ziran is a doctor, and when he saw the injury, he knew that he had twisted his ankle, although the problem was not big, but the road could not be walked.

Yang Qinghe raised her misty eyes, and her pitiful appearance made Wen Ziran very unbearable, but she also said thoughtfully: "I, I definitely can't go this time, anyway, I'm almost at the top of the mountain, why don't you go up and talk to my fourth brother first." ”

Wen Ziran sighed helplessly, and his intuition was really enough to carry today, but he finally squatted down in front of Yang Qinghe: "I'll carry you up, let you stay here alone with a girl's family, and I don't feel at ease." ”

"No, not well." Yang Qinghe was impressive, she didn't say that men and women were guarded, she was afraid that she would not be too heavy on Wen Ziran.

However, Wen Ziran's understanding was different from Yang Qinghe's, and after thinking about it, he nodded: "It's not good." After a pause, he said, "If it really affects your reputation, I, as a healer, am willing to be responsible for you." ”

Although these words were said from the standpoint of a doctor, Yang Qinghe's face was so red that he was dripping blood, and he couldn't speak for a long time staring at his eyes.

Yang Qinghe, who has always been arrogant on weekdays, twisted and pinched this time, and didn't dare to move for a long time.

Wen Ziran squatted so numb that she had no choice but to get up and arch her hand: "Offended." ”

Only then did he stretch out his hand and pull her directly over and stick it on his back, and with her on his back, he walked deeper and deeper to Guifeng Mountain.

Yang Qinghe hugged Wen Ziran's neck tightly, with a sly smile on his face, and asked, "Didn't you just say that men and women don't kiss?" Then you are still carrying me up the mountain this time, won't you marry me? ”

Wen Ziran: "......"

And Mu Mingshu and Yang Jin have already walked around the top of the mountain, looking at the scenery here, admiring the flowers and plants at that end, walking and stopping, without deliberately, they can say whatever they want, and they get along very well.

The two of them were about to go down the mountain, and then they saw Wen Ziran carrying Yang Qinghe up the mountain, which made them startled.

After asking the reason, Mu Mingshu looked at the two strangely and smiled: "Don't you know that there is a bamboo boat under the mountain?" ”