"Looking at General Xiang Murong, he finally got his senses? Which girl has such a great ability to make the thousand-year-old iron tree bloom? ”

Zhong Hanmiao stretched his neck longer, eager to let his eyes fly out and take a closer look at what the woman beside Murong Chu looked like.

"The only eldest lady of the Mo family, Mo Jinhua's younger sister, looks very handsome, especially those eyes, this king has never seen such beautiful eyes, and she is still different." Zhong Hanchi stared at the two people who were getting farther and farther away, and his tone was full of regret.

"Fifth brother can't have a crush on that little girl, right?" Zhong Hanmiao crutched his fifth brother with his arm and reminded, "Don't forget that there is a princess in your house." ”

Zhong Hanchi retracted his gaze, pulled the corners of his mouth and showed a wry smile, not to mention the princess, as well as the aunt and concubine, the women who have been stuffed into the mansion over the years are about to form a juju team.

The women in the Jin Palace's mansion are fat and thin, all of them are outstanding, but they are beautiful, but in Zhong Hanchi's eyes, they are all carved out of a mold.

Not only them, but all the women who saw him tried their best to please him.

Only the little girl, her eyes were clear and pure, without any impurities, without the slightest flattery.

Zhong Hanchi's people in the western camp had already reported to him that Murong Chu had accepted a personal little guard by his side, and thought that the guy had delayed marrying because he liked male style, but later he learned that the little guard was actually a woman, or the daughter of the former household waiter's family.

At that time, he was curious about what kind of stunning woman Miss Mo was, who could make Murong Chu so attentive.

At the Changle Lake release party, in the face of Gao Zhilan and Xiao's deliberate difficulties, the little girl's attitude of neither humility nor arrogance, and reasonable confrontation, she has a wit that other women rarely have, which makes him feel like he wants to get close to her.

I accidentally saw her on the street that day, and people arranged a startled horse, nothing more than to scare her and create an opportunity to contact her.

The appearance of the child was an accident, and Zhong Hanchi didn't care if it would hurt passers-by, but the little girl actually rushed down to save a child she didn't know regardless of her safety.

Zhong Hanchi never thought of himself as a good person, let alone be impressed by anyone's heroic feats, and even felt that the act of sacrificing himself to save others was simply stupid.

At that moment, he did not have the slightest disdain, and the little girl was not alarmed, with a composure that did not match her age.

Whether it is facing danger or facing him, the so-called savior, the little girl's face is always calm.

Zhong Hanchi was puzzled, he wanted to know what kind of heart was hidden in that thin little body.

"It's hard for our brothers to come out and get together, drink, drink!" The Seventh Prince didn't know what the fifth brother was thinking, and pulled him back to the wine table.

At this moment, Mo Li, who was intoxicated by the moonlight, didn't know that she had been remembered.

The moonlight is misty, and there are already many young men and women who put lotus lanterns on the side of the Xiushui River. They stuffed small pieces of paper with wishes written on them under the lamp, and let the lotus lamp carry their good wishes and drift into the distance.

Mo Li and Murong Chu also bought two lotus lanterns at the riverside stall, she bit her lip and wrote on the note extremely seriously: May the general be safe and happy in his life!

"What wishes?" Murong Chu's deep and mellow voice sounded behind him.

Mo Li hurriedly rolled up the note and stuffed it into the lamp: "You can't say it, otherwise it won't work." ”

Murong Chu chuckled, in fact, after he wrote the note first, he saw that the little girl hadn't finished writing yet, so he secretly glanced at it, and the little girl had him in her heart, which made him very happy.

The reason why there was such a question was nothing more than to hear the little girl say it herself, but since she didn't want to say it, he didn't force it, and then took her little hand and walked towards the river.

The lotus lantern was put into the water and gradually moved away along the river, and Mo Li folded his hands and prayed sincerely that his wish would come true.

"Li'er's wish will definitely come true." Murong Chu got up and pulled Mo Li up, his thin angular lips with a hint of a light smile.

Mo Li took the initiative to stuff his hand into his big palm, and the two walked back along the way they came, until they were far away from the crowd, Murong Chu pinched the soft palm in his palm: "Are you tired?" ”

Mo Li shook his head, stood facing him, and took out the bamboo tube that had been prepared for many days from his sleeve: "General, I ...... Needlework is not good, so I made this for you. ”

Murong Chu took the bamboo tube, only to see that the surface of the bamboo tube had been polished and shiny, and a full-body armor was carved on it, and a warrior on a horse was carved on it, holding the spear he usually used, and a string of beautiful small characters were engraved on one end: The flag is victorious, the horse is successful, and the other end is tied with a rope sleeve made of silk thread.

There are glass lenses embedded at each end of the bamboo tube, which shine brightly in the moonlight.

"I know Li'er's intentions, I still like this more than those purse sachets, and I will always keep it with me in the future." Murong Chumo held the small words on the bamboo tube, which was the little girl's high hopes for him, let him be a victorious general.

Mo Li put the rope on Murong Chu's wrist, and held the bamboo tube in his hand and sent it to his eyes: "There is nothing wrong here, Lord General close his other eye and take a look." ”

Murong Chu opened his eyes and looked into the bamboo tube with a single glance, the scene in front of him surprised him, put down the bamboo tube and looked at the river in the distance, then lifted the bamboo tube again, and looked there through the bamboo tube.

After repeating it back and forth several times, he turned his head to look at Mo Li, whose eyebrows and eyes were crooked: "Li'er, what's going on?" Why do the lights by the river seem to be right in front of you? ”

"General, this is called a telescope, because the lens inside is curved, so it can magnify the distant scene. When the two armies face each other, the Shogun can use it to see the opposing faction clearly. This gift of mine is more practical than a purse sachet, right? ”

Mo Li pursed her lips and smiled like a child waiting for an adult's compliment.

"Li'er, you always surprise me." Murong Chu stretched out his long arm and took the person in his arms, and he didn't know when there was a small silver fork in his hand.

Mo Li knew that fork, she found someone to make it for him when Murong Chu was injured in the Western Daying.

"You didn't throw it! I'm still on my body! ”

"This is the first gift Li'er gave me, where am I willing to throw it away." Murong Chu put away the fork and binoculars, and took out a jade flute with a whole green body from his arms, "Li'er, this jade flute has followed me for many years, and when I heard you play the flute that day, I thought about giving it to you on the day of the Qixi Festival." ”

Mo Li took the jade flute and tried the sound, and suddenly took Murong Chu's hand and said, "General, let's go to Quanwei Building now, and when the guests disperse, I will play the flute for you." ”

What did the little girl want to do, Murong Chu had no reason not to agree, and directly grabbed her waist and swept in the direction where the carriage stopped.