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Fenghua Gongzi, who was playing the piano under the tree, looked at Mo Nian, his mouth was half open, "Mo Mo Nian"

Mo Nian was stunned. Zi Hidden Pavilion

She had never seen this person in her memory, why could he call her name.

"It's really Mo Nian" Fenghua Gongzi pushed the guqin away, jumped up and rushed towards her.

The shadow guards behind Mo Nian stepped forward one after another to stop it.

However, Mo Nian could feel that there was no murderous aura on the other party's body, not only that. He doesn't even have true qi in his body, and he obviously doesn't know martial arts.

Mo Nian waved his hand, and the shadow guard dodged at this time, but he still stared at the man vigilantly.

"Oh my God, you're here." Fenghua Gongzi stepped forward and looked at her carefully, "Xue Ling would be happy if she knew." ”

Hearing this name, Mo Nian's heart couldn't help but tremble.

Xue Ling is really him.

"Who are you and why do you know my name?" Mo Nian was also looking at the other party.

Fenghua Gongzi laughed, his face burst out of a bewitching state, if there is that bad concentration, even a man will be dazzled by him.

"Because Xue Ling is my senior brother." He laughed, "So of course I know about you." ”

Xue Ling is his senior brother

How is this possible, the person in front of him is obviously much older than Xue Ling.

"That's how the disciples of Buddhism are. The first one is the senior brother. As if seeing her doubts, Fenghua Gongzi smiled, not at all unhappy because he succumbed to someone younger than him, "By the way, do you want to see Xue Ling's room, come and I'll take you there." As he spoke, he grabbed Mo Nian's wrist.

If it was placed in normal times, how could Mo Nian let others touch him, he could shake the other party away with internal force alone.

But the person in front of her really made her unguarded, and she also wanted to see him

The little monk watched Fenghua Gongzi jump over and talk to a pilgrim dressed as a man, and pulled someone's wrist again, and his eyes were about to fall out in shock.

"Childe, you can't," he stepped forward to dissuade.

Fenghua Gongzi ignored him and dragged Mo Nian straight to the temple.

The little monk looked desperate, stomped his feet, and had to turn around and run quickly to the meditation room in the temple, shouting all the way: "The host is not good, Fenghua Gongzi has abducted a female pilgrim again"

Fenghua Gongzi took Mo Nian to a quiet courtyard on the east side of the temple.

"Xue Ling lives here on weekdays."

The courtyard is paved with long bluestone slabs, and the ground is full of fallen leaves and broken flowers, and even the stone tables and chairs in the courtyard are full of leaves. Apparently no one has cleaned it in a long time.

"Xue Ling likes to be quiet, and she doesn't like people to clean these things." Fenghua Gongzi explained.

Mo Nian can fully understand Xue Ling's habits, it is a man who is as ethereal as smoke. Graceful and soothing, she seemed to see him walking calmly towards her with a foot on a fallen leaf.

"Mo Nian" The faint voice like a thin cloud passed past her ears, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The Lady of the Grace pushed open the door, but didn't let the shadow guards in.

"They have too much murderous aura on them to come in." Fenghua Gongzi refused.

The shadow guards glared at him one by one, and they didn't care about that. Their task is to protect Her Highness.

"Wait here." Mo Nian commanded, her own martial arts are not weak.

"Yes." The Shadow Guard had to stand outside the door and wait.

The furnishings in the room are very simple, and there are celadon or white jade plum vases on the Hundred Treasure Pavilion, with long and short painting scrolls inserted in them.

On the pear blossom wood table are placed the four treasures of the study, and there are tea sets and incense burners on the side.

Everything couldn't be more concise.

Fenghua Gongzi bypassed the screen and beckoned to Mo Nian. "Come, I'll show you Xue Ling's baby."

Baby

Mo Nian was stunned and followed him in.

Behind the screen is another inner room. She thought it was a dormitory, but when she entered the house, she was shocked.

The walls of the house are covered with large and small picture scrolls, each of which depicts a small portrait of a woman.

Fenghua Gongzi hugged his shoulders and looked at her with a smile. "These are all Xue Ling's treasures, not for outsiders to see."

Mo Nian only felt as if he was falling a thousand catties under his feet, and walked in front of those paintings. She looked at them one by one.

The woman in the painting is sometimes smiling, sometimes solemn, sitting or standing, playing in the peach blossom forest in spring, dancing swords by the lotus pond in summer, and accompanying her grandmother to incense and pray in autumn. Picking plums and branches in winter

It was all her.

Mo Nian turned his head in disbelief to look at Fenghua Gongzi.

Fenghua Gongzi looked back at her with a smile, "How is it, do you like it?"

Mo Nian's lips twitched a few times. She was speechless.

Like how she answered.

She couldn't imagine that there was such a thing in this world, judging from the paintings, since she was a child, the Hundred Birds Star King began to paint for her. She could see that his brushstrokes were not as skillful as they were now, but she could feel his joy in the stroke of a stroke.

There is the coquettishness of her childhood, the naughtiness of a weeping child, and the cardamom years of blooming buds in summer

A smile and a smile all unfold under his pen.

She seemed to hear him sigh again with a touch of sadness. "Mo Nian, because you are my Mo Nian"

It turned out that in his eyes, she really belonged to him, and she was born to be.

Fingertips run over the paper. The faint scent of ink makes people feel reassured.

She didn't want to open her eyes because she didn't know how to face it all.

Originally, in her opinion, the so-called "like" he had at the beginning was nothing more than that. But now it seems that she was wrong.

He was far more enthusiastic than she had imagined.

I like it, because you are Mo Nian.

It turned out that the person who was kind was her

When you open your eyes again. Mo Nian's eyes were clear.

"Can you tell me about Xue Ling," she said, turning to Fenghua Gongzi.

Fenghua raised his eyebrows, "What do you want to know?"

Before Mo Nian could answer, suddenly footsteps sounded outside the door. In the blink of an eye, a figure entered the door.

"What are you doing here?" the man asked.

Mo Nian turned his head to look over, and saw that the man was dressed in a golden monk's robe, with a beautiful face, and a pair of eyes like a bright moon rising in the clear sky of the night sea.

And his appearance is similar to Xue Ling.

Fenghua Gongzi pouted, "You don't care what we do here, I'll take her to see Xue Ling's baby." Don't you think I have this face, and I will hang myself directly on the ancient tree in front of the temple, so that you don't think I'm an eyesore. ”

It's a bitter and mean statement. The tone was like that of a sour and jealous woman, and even Mo Nian couldn't help but want to laugh.

The man who had just entered the door folded his hands and recited the Buddha's name softly, "Let the female benefactor smile, this is not the place to speak, fragrant tea has been prepared outside." ”

Mo Nian noticed the golden monk's robe on the other party's body, and guessed that the other party's identity was the host here.

But such a young host, and it is also a lay disciple dressed here too

The man smiled at her, "The little monk is alive, and Uncle Shi has not returned from a long trip, so the host here is the agent for the time being." ”

Fenghua Gongzi snorted coldly, "I also said that it was an agent, and I haven't seen him come back after more than ten years, and the old man in Huiwu is obviously lying to you, in order to force you to stay in the temple."

Fenghua Gongzi muttered constantly, only confusing Mo Nian.

In the end, it was Fusheng who cut off the other party's nagging with a sentence, "Fate is here, the female benefactor is still too late to turn back, if you go out of this door now, you will not be disturbed by love in the future." ”

Mo Nian looked at the Fusheng host quietly, and only spit out the sentence for a while: "I want to see him." ”

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