Chapter Seventy-Three: The Bellows Cooker

It's been a while since I came to the fishing village, and now I'm in a happy mood, and Ru Mo is inexplicably excited when she thinks of being with Xiao Yan every day. Here the breeze blows the water, the green trees are green, the bamboo houses are ethereal, the scenery is splendid, it would be great if you could live in this paradise for a lifetime! However, the war ahead, the pedantry of the imperial court, there is no reason for Xiao Yan to stay, if they were just ordinary fishermen, they should live a very happy life, right?

"Alas......" This is the seventh sigh that Ru Mo let out today, next to the earthen stove, the bellows are pulled, and the sparks are dotted.

A step forward, Xiao Yan bent over and picked up Ru Mo, his smile gradually expanded, and he laughed loudly; "In ancient times, there was drilling wood to make fire, and now there is my Mo'er cooking for my husband, and I finally realized what it means to be a husband and a wife!"

"What does a husband and wife look like this?" Ru Mo exclaimed in a low voice, her cheeks were crimson, and she said half angrily; "Why don't you come and help, this fire hasn't been strong enough, do you want to add firewood?"

Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes and grinned, "Mo'er, do you know how to cook?"

"No, it won't. But it seems that cooking rice is very simple, I can try it. Ru Mo added firewood and pulled the bellows, and after a while, the smoke began to fill.

Xiao Yan first crooked the corners of his mouth, then covered his mouth and coughed and smiled; "Ahem...... The firewood licked too much....... Cough..... Cough...... Ahem......"

"Choked, oh, too much firewood?" Ru Mo looked surprised, and saw that the water in the cauldron on the stove had already boiled, causing someone to stomp his foot again, "Hurry up and release the fish......."

After a scramble, the fish finally got out of the pot, and it was gratifying to Ru Mo that she finally distinguished between salt and sugar, but she didn't know that an innocent fish was boiled with fish scales.

When the so-called "boiled fish" in Ru Mo's mouth was finally served on the table, she smiled extremely gently, "Hehe, it's the first time I've cooked rice so grandly, you're welcome, eat more." ”

"Mo'er, the fish you cooked must be delicious, right?" Someone looked expectant.

"Well, of course it's delicious!" Without hesitation, he took a large piece of the fish skin and put it in someone's empty bowl.

She propped her head and smiled at him as she ate.

"Forehead......." The fish in someone's mouth almost squirted out, but he swallowed it with a calm and gentle smile, but his eyes were very resentful.

When she saw that he had eaten it, she smiled even more happily, and just started to hold another chopstick, but was stopped by someone who couldn't bear it, and he asked her lovingly, "Mo'er, don't you eat it yourself?"

"Okay, I'll eat." Lovely smile, cheerful voice.

Then a gentle playful voice sounded, mixed with a certain caution, "How's it going?" Mo'er, is it delicious?"

"Pounce!" Even the fish spouted out with thorns, panting and roaring fiercely; "It's so unpalatable, how can you swallow it? It's fishy, salty, and unpalatable...... Woowoo woo ........."

He walked over, pulled her into his arms, held her face blackened by the firewood with a full smile, and gently kissed the tip of her nose, "As long as it is cooked by Mo'er, I like to eat it!"

With tears in her eyes, she lowered her head uncomfortably, but her head rubbed more and more into his arms, and said coquettishly; "Xiao Yan, let's not leave, let's live in a fishing village for the rest of our lives, okay? Mo'er is willing to cook for you for the rest of your life, okay?"

"Well, okay, it's just Mo'er." He nodded with a smile, and there was a touch of seriousness and deep sadness in the corners of his lazy and amorous eyes.

She subconsciously looked at him, and couldn't help but smile and sigh in her heart, "Xiao Yan, thank you for lying to me, Mo'er is already very happy, maybe these few days in the fishing village will be the happiest time in my life, no matter how far I go in the future, this moment is so worth recalling and cherishing, isn't it?"

The clear blue sky with thousands of miles of clouds, and the distant Huhong flying in it. This is a fishing village with a crisp autumn atmosphere, with the softness of a moonlit night in the spring river, endless mountains, ever-changing shade trees and a beautiful and elegant river. All of this is too far away from the bustling capital city far away in the sky!

Xiao Yan's face was light, a green robe stood in the wind, cold and bright like a spring, the handsome side was like a carved perseverance and stability, the long sword in his hand was waved, and the silver brilliance was ......

Suddenly, the saber in his hand danced faster and faster, sometimes like a rough and powerful wind howling, sometimes like an eagle piercing the desert. The tip of the sword flipped impassionedly in the air, like a sword splashing a thousand waves, and the clouds and water flowed like a spring!

"Brush!" A sword butterfly fan slammed into the wind like a tornado, Xiao Yan jumped back, split two swords in a row, "whew" to the ground, the fan surface cracked, and flew towards the rock on the side, and the last sword was fixed on the left shoulder of the white-robed man, and laughed loudly; "Fan Yun, you're late!"

"It's not too late! It's not too late! Congratulations to the prince for his martial arts improvement!" Fan Yun turned around in a dashing manner, picked up the broken fan, and with a warm jade-like smile on his lips, he clasped his fists and saluted.

Xiao Yan had the same warm smile on his lips as Fan Yun, and in his deep and upturned eyes seemed to be the most beautiful and gentle poppy, which made people shudder, and one was not careful, it would lead to the danger of being crushed.

"After receiving the signal from the prince, the minister hurried to the hut, exterminated a cadre of people and others, and confiscated all the goods in the dark passage." Fan Yun immediately replied.

Xiao Yan's eyes as clear as a spring reflected the sunlight shining down from the gaps in the green leaves, frowning slightly, pursing his lips with a line, half lazy and half unhappy; "Did you stay alive?"

"Stay, all imprisoned in the dungeon of the Shen Mansion, waiting for the prince to fall." Fan Yun replied without waiting for contemplation.

Xiao Yan smiled slightly with satisfaction and said lightly; "Shen Yue is making a big splash this time, what is his purpose?"

"The minister expected that Brother Shen deliberately revealed a rumor and asked us to judge the situation." Fan Yun pondered and analyzed.

Xiao Yan raised his eyebrows, with a hint of coldness in his voice, and said with a smile; "He Shen Yue wants to be alone, this king will not let him be idle, and Jianchang's affairs will be put aside first, what do you think of here?"

Fan Yun looked around and sighed, "It's so beautiful, it can be called a paradise......" paused, and couldn't help but show a hint of panic; "Is the prince too risky this time? Chen really didn't understand......" suddenly realized that he was speechless, hurriedly silenced, and consciously lowered his head.

Xiao Yan looked at Fan Yun, a touch of complexity flashed in his expression, and he turned to gather all his thoughts and said with a smile; "There's a guy here, too, and when you see her, you'll know why this king is staying here!"

The tip of the sword swayed, drawing a perfect silver half-circle arc in the air, and finally stopped in a halo that slowly spread out before returning to the scabbard. Xiao Yan looked at the cold aura around the sword body and smiled dimly, who could kill him? The residual poison in the body has long been gone, and with the gradual improvement of the kung fu, if you want to protect yourself, it is more than enough to poke and poke, but ...... He coveted her anxious look and the anxious look in her eyes.

"Why did the prince deliberately hurt Miss Rumo, and even risked his own injury?" Fan Yun looked at the scenery in front of him, contemplated, and suddenly came to his senses, unconsciously losing his usual steady and calm, and was extremely shocked, "Could it be her?"

A flock of birds flapped their wings in the woods, the mountain breeze blew gently, and the faint scent of grass wafted through the mountain forest. Under a big tree with dense foliage, Fan Yun looked at the person in front of him who was thinking day and night, and his clear eyes slowly blurred, "Little Jasmine...... Is it really you?"

"It's my ......" Ru Mo stepped forward, wanted to say something but didn't know where to start, so she could only stand quietly, looking at Fan Yun with an unbearable expression.

Fan Yun tugged at the corners of his lips and showed a trembling smile, "Then why did you hide it from me for so long?"

"I'm sorry......" Ru Mo had tears in her eyes, panicked in her heart, clenched her hands, and explained in a choked voice; Fan Yun, I didn't mean to hide it from you, I really ......"

"Why didn't you hold my hand tight that day? Why give up on yourself and fall off a cliff?" Without waiting for her to finish, Fan Yunqing's brows furrowed together and asked.

Ru Mo wiped her tears with her sleeve and sneered; "That day I had festering scars, and another body of poison, even if I got out of the palace and was free, I couldn't live for a few days, it didn't make much sense, instead of injuring you, it was better for me to solve it myself, it was with this belief that I let go of your hand and jumped off the cliff ......."

"The prince will find the best famous doctor to heal you, even if you don't believe me, don't you believe him?" Fan Yun said very insistently.

Ru Mo shook her head and said in a low voice; "At that time, I was stabbed by Xiao Yan and I was almost discouraged, where could I believe anyone? OK...... Maybe it was because I didn't deserve to die, but I was saved by Granny Xiang and used incense to heal the toxins on my body, so that I can stand here today, see you, and hear your ......"

Fan Yun's eyes tightened, and he took Ru Mo's hand, with a friendship in his voice that even he couldn't understand, "I don't want to blame you, I'm both happy and nervous to see you again....... You're already by my side, but I haven't noticed it, and I'm still thinking about how there can be such exactly the same eyes in the world, and now I finally understand that everything is like ink, it's all made up by you to coax us!"

Looking at Fan Yun, who was happy and excited, a faint sense of guilt surged in Ru Mo's heart, so she withdrew her hand, diverted the topic, and smiled softly; "Let's not talk about the past, anyway, it's all out of the palace, Concubine Mo is dead, I'm like ink now, you see that even Ning Xue's girl has escaped from marriage, do you think she will be very happy to see me like this?"

Fan Yun looked at Ru Mo stupidly with a pair of misty eyes for a moment, he saw her gaze dodging, at that moment, he suddenly smiled, smiling a little helplessly but with a clear and pure that had been put down.

"There's a deep friendship that transcends men and women, so let's keep that kind of relationship forever, okay?"

"Thank you, Fan Yun." Ru Mo nodded vigorously, and after a lot of tears flowed again, she became a matchmaker, "Actually, Xue'er's girl is really cute, can you ......?"

"Give me some time!" Fan Yun used five words to kill Ru Mo's words.

"Haha, no hope is hope, life is never hopeless, through the last cliff jump, I deeply understand, no matter how tricky things are, you should be optimistic to deal with them. God has its own arrangement, for the fate of a few of us, just let it be, every relationship should have its belonging, right?" Ru Mo held the gentle breeze in her hand, and her cheeks were overflowing with a simple smile like sunshine!

"Well, that's a good point, every relationship should have its belonging, and only when you let it go can you pick it up again. You're ripe, Rumo. Fan Yun looked at the sunset that stained the sky and smiled with relief!

If she dies, it will be an eternal knot in his heart, she is alive, but he can only look at each other from afar, but if he chooses one of the two, he sincerely hopes that she can live well!