When I woke up, my nightgown was folded, and the quilt was tightly covered.

The expected fatigue dissipated.

My legs kicked gently, and my knees, which were sore and weak last night, didn't seem to be much of a problem.

It's a surprise.

"Hey, boss, you're awake!" Lu Qian's honest and honest voice makes people's hearts warm.

"I drank some wine last night and slept a little late...... "Ye Mushen rubbed his temples, "What time is it?" ”

"The time has passed, and the time is almost over."

Ye Mushen was stunned for a moment, "It's so late...... Then I won't visit Dong Hanlin today. ”

"Boss, why are you always thinking about Master Dong these days?"

"Who's thinking about him? I'm worried that something will happen to him. Ye Mushen sighed, "I don't know where Brother Bingyan got that thing...... No, I still have to go to the mansion of Lord Liu Sheng, the Qintian Prison. ”

"Boss, do you want to rest for two days first?" Lu Qian served a bowl of hot porridge, "Nourish your body first." ”

"Master, I'm fine." Ye Mushen said that he was about to jump out of bed.

"I'm not worried that you're weak and fainting halfway, I'm just worried that you went out with this face and smashed our Xiaoaotang signboard......" Lu Qian said more and more quietly.

Ye Mushen raised his eyebrows, touched his slightly prickly hand, and came to the bronze mirror with a stubble chin.

It's okay not to look at it, take a look, Ye Mushen can't wait to drop this bronze mirror.

Buddhism, Buddhism.

The figure in the mirror is slightly depressed, and his form is lazy.

On the jaw with perfect curvature, there is a dense stubble of unevenness.

On his sallow face, his clean eyes reveal the indifference and alienation that he is also unfamiliar with, like a nasty guy.

"Oh my God, I can't see anyone!" The Tsundere Hall Master covered his face and almost cried bitterly.

"So, boss, would you like to try this rouge?" Lu Qian took out a beautiful fancy box very appropriately.

Ye Mushen looked at it from between his fingers, and his face darkened, "Master, I am full of righteousness, and I never use these daughters' things!" Besides, I'm naturally beautiful, and I'm handsome without powder......"

Lu Qian couldn't resist the boss's arrogance, and hurriedly put away the rouge box, "Then boss, I'll help you find a razor and prepare some soap?" ”

"Help me find two more fox furs, one for me and Brother Jing. Mine doesn't have to be too thick, but it must be gorgeous; Brother Jing's doesn't have to be too expensive, but it must be thick, understand? ”

"Good, good."

Lu moved out of the door, and Ye Mushen stretched out in front of the mirror.

I slept soundly the night before, and I seemed to dream of a peerless beauty in a red robe.

Ye Mushen always felt that the beauty seemed familiar, and chased to the edge of the cliff.

No matter how close she is, the appearance of the beauty is always vague.

Ye Mu participated in the beauty and said all the nice things, but the other party never said a word.

It's a terrible feeling that you can't ask for it.

Ye Mushen drank wine on the edge of the cliff with self-abandonment, and scolded two sentences with the strength of the wine.

Unexpectedly, the beauty jumped into the abyss without looking back, and sank in the dirty ink in a red robe.

After looking for an unknown amount of time, Ye Mushen finally saw the suffocating figure again by a maple river.

This time, the beauty was finally willing to turn around.

Ye Mushen still couldn't see the beauty's face clearly, because the face was full of swarthy dirt and mud.

Ye Mushen, who hated dirty things the most, took a step back in fright, and then became angry.

Good beauty, why should you endure the defilement of these filthy things?

It would be nice if it could rain heavily and wash away the shackles on the face and body of the beauty.

But on this sunny day, how can it rain?

Ye Mushen dragged the beauty and wanted to throw it into the icy river, but fell to the ground because of the beauty's struggle.

The beauty disappeared in the blink of an eye, but Ye Mushen's legs were weak, and she simply fell to the ground lazily to bask in the sun.

The sun is dazzling. The placket on Ye Mushen's chest was wet.

The place where the heart was beating was stung with wet cold.

The rain was unusual.