Yu Mochen felt a little aggrieved in her heart, although she knew that her grievances were very unreasonable.

In the eyes of others, it may be no different from being vexatious.

But until Yu Moji hesitated on the way to Yuan Yizhi's appointment, she still felt a little difficult in her heart.

That was before I heard about Chai Jingliu's existence. After a lot of hardships, when Yu Moji finally reunited with Yuan Pingzhi, he was moved for a while, and once briefly mentioned what happened to her on the Jiangshan boat.

Even though she didn't say too much or describe too much, she believed that Yuan Zhizhi absolutely understood her deep fear and excitement for the rest of her life.

For a month, the double fear of losing one's life and losing one's dignity has always oppressed Yu Moji. Therefore, when she mentioned this matter, no matter how hard Yu Moji tried to keep her composure, her expression and tone would betray her.

And Yuan Yizhi, in Yu Moji's impression, has always been a master who is very good at thoughtfully considering and analyzing the other party's expression and tone in speech. It is precisely because of this character that can be considered from the other party's point of view that it is easy for Yuan Yizhi to get along with everyone; It is precisely because of this that he has always been popular with his colleagues in the Cardinal, but also the aristocratic class of the imperial capital, such as the lord of the Imperial Court and the prince of Rong, are also very fond of him.

Such a Yuan relied on it, but in vain ignored the various shadows of Yu Moji's boat, and directly invited her to board the boat for a while. For Yu Moji, this is equivalent to telling her plainly - in Yuan Pingzhi's heart, her Yu Moji's feelings are insignificant.

It really saddened her.

However, even if she was a little overwhelmed in her heart, Yu Moji could also imagine why Yuan Yizhi, who would bring a team of people to greet her and Yan Zheng in the past, would do such a sad thing for her-

On the boat is Yuan Pingzhi's fiancée. In this case, how could Yuan Yizhi give up the woman he wanted to marry, and get off the boat to the riverside to meet another little girl who was just a junior to him?

If Yuan Yizhi is really like this, Yu Moji himself is afraid that he will be sincerely afraid, and he doesn't know what to do.

With this tangled mood, she finally reached the Jiayuan River step by step.

By this time the sky was already dark.

Yuan Zhizhi's meaning was to invite her to come and meet her at night.

Yu Mojin saw that the river boat described in Yuan Pingzhi's handbook was quietly moored a foot away from the water's edge at the moment. This way of docking is probably out of a little respect for the imperial court's ban, but the most direct result is that it makes getting on the ship a less convenient thing.

If Yu Moji wants to go up, he can take a staircase lowered by the side of the boat as he did when he was abducted on the river boat for the first time; But she actually has the ability to turn it up directly.

Today's Yu Moji, because he has accumulated a lot of strength, has gradually gained a certain degree of freedom in various things.

But she glanced up at the deck not far away, and gave up this right to choose from her own strength.

There was not a single person on deck.

Yuan Yizhi's gaze was not there. The person who was the first in the world to discover Yu Moji's potential and helped her enter the Cardinal's House chose not to look at her anymore this time, which made Yu Mojin feel as if the strength he possessed had suddenly lost its meaning.

There was even a moment when Yu Mochen suspected that he had been deceived again and was about to be abducted to the Jiangshan ship. After all, due to the rules that the imperial court had not explicitly stated, as a Yanshi, she had traveled thousands of miles to come to the Jiayuan River, and she could not carry any weapons with sufficient lethality. What amused her was that the only piece of equipment she had on her body that was close to her weapons was a set of signal smoke used to notify nearby troops to come for reinforcements.

This is a subtle similarity to the situation when Yu Moji had not yet entered the Cardinal.

But she still came, because Yuan Yizhi would never lie to her.

When Yu Moji walked up the stairs step by step on the river, he could faintly hear the laughter, chatter, and the sound of silk and bamboo orchestras coming from the cabin.

This was not what Yu Moji expected. On the one hand, she felt that since the rivers and mountains had a common name, the content should also be similar; On the other hand, she also had a guess that this ship was the one used by Yuan Pingzhi and Chai Jingliu when they met, and it was the only place for these two people to be unacceptable to the world, so they would not allow outsiders to disturb them.

The current situation is obviously completely inconsistent with Yu Moji's speculation. Different from the creepy boat used by the peddlers, the one that Yuan invited Yu Moji to meet was as lively as an ordinary merchant ship.

As he was about to reach the end of the stairs, an extra person suddenly appeared on the empty deck. A waiter covered in darkness came out of nowhere, smiled mysteriously at Yu Moji, who was startled by him, opened the carved wooden door to the interior of the cabin for her, and respectfully stepped aside.

Inside the wooden door, there is also a curtain that hangs all the way to the ship's board. The curtain obscured everything in the cabin on the other side, quietly waiting for Ink to open up a world she had never actually touched.

Yu Moji took a deep breath, and as she walked past the black-clad waiter, she didn't forget to stop and salute him as a stranger.

Everyone deserves to be respected.

There is also a little selfishness in Yu Moji's etiquette. She wants her existence to be respected as well.

The waiter in black seemed to be expecting her to stop. He replied with a rather calm salute, then took out a mask from his wide sleeve and handed it to Yu Moji.

The mask was very strange, like crying, like laughing, like pain, like relief, and when you look at it from a distance, it seems to be just a plain blank expression.

Yu Moji glanced at the waiter hesitantly, but finally decided to take the mask. She took the mask in her hand and looked at it for a while, and felt that it was very much her appetite, so she put a glove on her head.

Lifting the curtain, Yu Moji realized that he had accidentally stumbled into the correct use of this mask with such an unconsidered action.

Inside the cabin, the first thing that catches Yu Moji's eye is a rather spacious and bright hall, in which many people are sitting, people are staggering, pushing cups and changing lamps, so lively.

The only strange thing about this jubilant scene is that everyone is wearing a mask. These masks, including the one that was now covering the cheeks of the ink marks, were all the same size and the same shape.

The blank mask on this side concealed the name and identity of everyone under the mask, making everyone appear to be a little like a ghost.

Even though Yu Mochen had many doubts in her heart, under this wonderful atmosphere, her courage also increased inexplicably.

In Yuan Pingzhi's handwriting, he only said that he invited her to come on the boat, but he did not explicitly say what he asked her to do. Yu Moji didn't know how to find him, but since the waiter in black saw her coming, he might also report it to Yuan Pingzhi or Chai Jingliu; Yu Moji didn't have anything special at the moment anyway, so he simply decided to sit down and join a group of masked drinkers.

Who knows, among these drinkers, are there Yuan Yizhi and Chai Jingliu?

Since they sit in the same hall, sharing the same face and the same wine, they can be regarded as a group. As soon as Yu Moji decided to join, there were immediately a few more people around him who came to persuade him to drink. Although they all wore masks, their words were sincere and enthusiastic, and they obviously regarded Yu Moji as their own.

Yu Moji slowly raised his wine glass, joining the wave of clinking glasses; On the other hand, she felt her ears count silently like inquiring rabbits—because Yu Moji heard a few familiar sounds.

This kind of "familiarity" is actually very tangled. In fact, the interaction between people is far beyond the extent that memory can reproduce. As a result, I often feel intuitively familiar, but I can't remember the other person's name in my heart.

Yu Moji was suffering from this kind of torture at the moment.

After all, she has lived in different cultures for a long time and understands the benefits of following local customs. Therefore, according to the frequency of drinking by the drinkers here, Yu Moji drank the very sweet wine cup after cup at a fairly fast speed, hoping to gain the approval of these drinkers; At the same time, she tried to stay awake, deliberately urging herself to carefully identify where she had heard them.

At last, her booze-scented head finally remembered—there was a voice in it, from some idle prince of the royal family.

In Yu Moji's impression, this county king has no special taste in life, like a gray symbol on the royal family's family tree, which has never been vivid.

However, at this moment, the image of this person suddenly became the most critical mechanism on the sluice. Once his identity was clear, Yu Moji found a clue and began to search for the impressions of other people in his mind.

Little by little, she remembered.

Many of the voices she knew were the nobles of the imperial capital. Yu Mochen didn't care too much about the trivial matters of the DPRK and China, but according to the sporadic rumors she heard on weekdays, she also vaguely remembered that many of them were not only not harmonious when they showed their faces on weekdays, but they could even be said to be discordant.

But now they are sitting happily drinking together.

Yu Moji thought it was strange. Why did Yuan Yizhi invite her to such a place?

At this moment, among the many drunken and paralyzed drinkers, one suddenly stood up. The man walked straight to Yu Moji, and gently lifted her arm, leading her to the center of the banquet hall.