"Nan Gongzi is polite." Mo Li sat down again, and secretly hehe, this is in your house, you are here, can I still say that I don't care?

Nan Xiuyu came, and it didn't affect the two girls to drink and talk happily, but Nan Xiuwan no longer mentioned things about her hometown, just gossiped with Mo Li.

After eating a meal for more than an hour, Mo Litui said that he was tired and was ready to say goodbye and go home.

The Nan brothers and sisters kept sending her to the carriage, and Nan Xiuwan suddenly stopped in front of the carriage and asked, "Xi'er, will you go to Quanwei Building on the night of Qixi Festival?" ”

Mo Li lifted the tulle on the window and smiled apologetically: "I'm going to go out with my brother in a few days, I'm afraid I'll be at home before I leave, and I won't come out." ”

Mo Li had mentioned to her before that she wanted to send her mother's coffin back to her hometown, and she couldn't force Mo Li to come out to meet again, so she had to sigh regretfully: "Okay, anyway, we won't leave the capital for a while, and you must send someone to tell me when you come back." ”

Mo Li nodded, put down the window screen, and signaled that Xu Dazhuang could go, the whip sounded softly, and the carriage slowly drove away from the house of the Nan brothers and sisters.

The car turned a corner, and Mo Li asked in a low voice: "Ruoping, you have been to many places, have you ever heard of where blue fruit wine is produced?" ”

"I haven't heard of it." Ruoping shook his head, thought for a while, and said, "I've heard of a blue fruit in the far north before, but I haven't seen it with my own eyes, so I don't know if it's a wine made from this fruit." ”

Mo Li leaned lightly on the soft couch, closed her eyes slightly, and did not make a sound for a long time.

Ruoping only thought that she was tired, afraid that she would catch a cold when she slept in the car, so he took a thin sheet and covered her.

After a while, Mo Li suddenly opened his eyes: "You let Seventeen run and tell your master about this, so that he can keep an eye on the people from the north." ”

Ruoping didn't understand what she meant, but what the young lady said must have made sense, and hurriedly got out of the carriage and went to find Seventeen, who was following behind on horseback.

As soon as Mo Li returned to Ruolixuan, a little maid reported that the uncle had something to look for her, and asked her to go to the outer study when she came back.

Thinking that she would leave for her hometown in a few days, Mo Jinhua must have something to discuss with her at this time, Mo Li didn't even breathe, and rushed to the outer study. I was a little anxious along the way, with fine beads of sweat hanging on my forehead, and my cheeks were as pink as peach blossoms.

As soon as he entered the house, before he could open his mouth to ask, he saw that Murong Chu was also in the study, Mo Li was slightly stunned, how could this person be in his own house, and he didn't know if he saw Seventeen.

Seeing her rushing in like this, Mo Jinhua couldn't help frowning and said angrily: "Girl's family, how can you be so reckless, and don't hurry up to give Brother Murong a gift." ”

"No need to be polite." Murong Chu got up and took out a handkerchief from his sleeve cage and handed it to Mo Li, "It's hot, wipe your sweat quickly." ”

Mo Li is embarrassed, his brother is still there, is it really good for the general to behave like this?

"It's just that I'm in a hurry." wiped his forehead twice, and saw that Mo Jinhua was still staring at him, so in order to hide his embarrassment, he picked up the teacup on the table, "Drink some tea, it's not so hot." ”

Who knew that Mo Jinhua's eyes widened, and his eyes swirled back and forth between Murong Chu and the teacup she brought to his mouth.

The curvature of the corners of Murong Chu's lips became larger and larger, and he gently spit out a sentence: "This is the tea that General Ben just drank." ”

"Poof......" Mo Li squirted out all the tea in one gulp, but fortunately, Murong Chu dodged quickly and was not splashed by the tea.

Due to Mo Jinhua's presence, Mo Li had a bad seizure, so he could only wipe his mouth and poke at Murong Chu who was sitting elegantly with an eye knife over and over again.

At this moment, Mo Jinhua's heart can be described as mixed, the general of Zhenguo, who has always been known for his coldness, can put down his body and treat his sister, which makes him very happy to be an elder brother.

But when I thought that my sister was older and reached the age of marriage, a trace of sour reluctance immediately came up.

"Ahem." Mo Jinhua coughed lightly twice, called Qingxuan to come in and clean up the ground, and then said, "Xi'er is already a big girl, don't be so reckless in the future." ”

The corners of Mo Li's mouth twitched, he was teased, but his brother wanted to say that he was too wronged.

Murong Chu saw that her little face was flushed, and he was no longer amused by her: "Originally, I wanted to discuss some things with Jinhua, but I met Seventeen on the way, so I asked Jinxi to come over and ask for clarification." ”

It turns out that this is the case, let's just say that no matter how fast the seventeen feet are, it is impossible to call Murong Chu to the house in such a short time.

Mo Li detailed the process of getting acquainted with the Nan brothers and sisters and his own guesses.

Mo Jinhua frowned slightly: "Brother Murong, a few days ago, the Northern Xiangguo sent tribute, but there is no such pair of brothers and sisters among the envoys?" ”

Murong Chu's eyes shone slightly, and he thought for a moment and said: "It is rumored that there is a third prince in the Northern Xiang Kingdom, and the mother concubine is of a different race, but it is somewhat similar to the person Jinxi said, but this person has been learning art with the masters in the mountains since he was a child, and there are very few people who have seen his true face, could it be him?" ”

"Is the alien race that the general is talking about far to the north, they have a very white complexion, deep sunken eye sockets, a very prominent nose bone, brown hair and eyes, and a tall body, larger than the skeleton of ordinary people?"

Mo Li tried his best to search for the memories of various races and ethnic characteristics in his previous life, which were said to be more Caucasian, but in this era, the transportation was very backward, and it was extremely unlikely that Caucasians would wander here, except for Eastern Europe, which borders the Asian continent.

"Soviet Russia? Russia? Slavic? Tatar? Turkic? Mo Li wasn't sure if there was a Russian presence in this era, and he didn't know if Murong Chu and Mo Jinhua knew that there was such a race, so he could only ask tentatively with what little knowledge he had of Russian history.

"The mother concubine of the three princes of Beixiang is said to be from the far north of Xianshan, a descendant of a mysterious tribe, their language is difficult to understand, and they are only said to be Tatar to the outside world." Mo Jinhua looked at Mo Li, "How could Xi'er know that such a person existed?" ”

Murong Chu turned his head slightly to look at Mo Li, as if he was also waiting for her to answer this question.

How to explain it? Is it written in history textbooks? Of course not, Mo Li's eyes turned slightly, but he raised his eyebrows at Murong Chu: "When I was in Ding'an City, in the book that the general gave me, there was a geographical chronicle that said that there were unknown tribes in the mountains north of Beixiang, and the people there looked like this. ”

Mo Jinhua nodded again and again: "I have also seen the content of the Extreme North Immortal Mountain in a book, but there are very few records, and some of them are speculations. ”

Mo Li let out a sigh of relief, originally thinking that those books were found by Murong Chu, and he might not have read them, and he might not bring them back when he left Ding'an City, but he didn't expect Mo Jinhua to really read the relevant records from a certain book.

"If Nan Xiuyu is really the third prince of Beixiang, Nan Xiuwan calls him the third brother, but the two of them don't look alike at all, isn't Nan Xiuwan born to him by the same mother?" Mo Li took the opportunity to change the subject.