The boat sailed to the top of the lake, and the sun shone down, and the golden light was shining. Mo Yan rowed the boat skillfully, the blue sky and white clouds reflected on the lake, and the water surface was like a mirror, like a fairyland.

"A boat on the Yanbo River is like a fairyland painting. Sending love to the mountains and rivers to live outside the world, all dust disturbs each other without worrying."

Wen Ye lowered his body, his fingers touched the cool lake water, and he was in a good mood for a while, and couldn't help but chant poetry.

"Not bad."

The corners of Mo Yan's mouth were raised, such a beautiful scenery and the beauty in front of him, the others could only be regarded as icing on the cake.

"It's too undesirable to say that limericks are good."

Wen Ye complained on his lips, but he was happy in his heart, and it was naturally a happy thing to be praised by the talented Mo Gongzi.

"The third princess is really humble."

Mo Yan lowered the oars in his hand and let the boat ripple in the lake. The third princess, a familiar and unfamiliar title, will be the unique title of the two of them in private from now on, and the smile on her face instantly rippled when she thought of this.

"Don't be heard by outsiders."

Wen Ye tugged at Mo Yan's shirt in a panic, not knowing what he was going to go crazy again.

"Don't worry."

Mo Yan raised her eyebrows, her worries would never happen, there were his people secretly guarding every hundred miles of this mountain forest, and not even a bird could fly, let alone a person.

"This is indeed your arrangement, and the small boat by the lake is also intentional."

Wen Ye bit his lower lip to appeal for dissatisfaction, and Mo Yan smiled and nodded in acknowledgment. This is indeed the case, if Wen Ye left with the clear sky just now, he would probably be disappointed, since she gave him this opportunity, how could there be no reason not to give back.

"Don't you like it very much?"

Mo Yan stretched out his hand as he spoke, wanting to touch her puffy little face, but Wen Ye pouted and turned his face away.

"Still gassing?"

Seeing that Wen Ye was still angry with him, Mo Yan leaned over and whispered in her ear.

"The willful third princess, now that you have become my wife, don't think about running away in the future."

The hot snort instantly spurted into her sensitive ears, and Mo Yan immediately kissed her earlobe, suppressing the urge to take it in her mouth.

"Molang!"

Wen Ye hurriedly pushed him away, and the boat swayed slightly, making her already restless heart even more messy.

"Young Master Mo, you look very proud! Recently, I have become more and more flamboyant, when did I become so poor-mouthed?"

"I'm not just a poor mouth."

After Mo Yan finished speaking, he looked over with a wicked smile, Wen Ye secretly screamed badly, raised her hand to cover her mouth, she was not like before.

"That's it?"

The corners of Mo Yan's mouth hooked, grabbed her waist and hugged her into his arms, took her small red earlobes in his mouth, stretched out the tip of his tongue and slowly licked and ate. Aside from her lips, it was her most sensitive place right now, and she didn't know when he would taste the delicacy from the neck down.

"Don't, please......

Wen Ye's eyes were suddenly confused, her cheeks were as red as a peach, Mo Yan saw her begging for mercy and stopped her movements, Wen Ye shook her head vigorously, put away her confused eyes, she almost fell into it just now, it was really embarrassing.

The boat continued to shake as they were entangled, and Wen Ye gasped and frowned, clenching his fists and pounding heavily on Mo Yan's chest.

"Don't make a fuss, this lake is still quite deep."

Mo Yan smiled and nodded in agreement, he let go of his arm and no longer entangled, Wen Ye straightened up and sat down again.

The two set off again, heading towards the hidden pine forest, Mo Yan paddled hard, and did not forget to raise his eyes and chat with Wen Ye.

"I remember you knew water."

Wen Ye nodded happily, he knew a lot about her, and it seemed that he had paid attention to it in the past three years. Looking at her sweet smile, Mo Yan seemed to see the third princess who smirked at him four years ago, and the righteous third princess who was so good at shoveling things.

"At the palace banquet four years ago, you relieved a little eunuch."

After Wen Ye thought about it for a while, he suddenly remembered,

There was indeed such an incident four years ago, and I am ashamed to say that the palace banquet was specially held by her begging her father and the emperor in order to see Mo Yan again.

"Well, I have some impressions, how do you know?"

"I happened to be passing by at the time, and since then you have started to be different in my heart, for the past four years, I have been going to Jingshan every month for fasting, and I will climb to the half-mountain pavilion to reminisce about the scene when we first met."

Mo Yan lightly said the beauty of the past between the two, his eyes were full of affection, this should be the first time he said his real experience and thoughts in the past four years.

"Really?"

Mo Yan smiled and nodded, his lazy gaze suddenly became very sincere. Wen Ye was very happy, grinning happily, it turned out that the unrequited love she had always thought no longer existed, but in fact, the two had long been in love with each other.

"Is there anything else I don't know?"

"Wherever I take you, I have a lot to tell you."

Mo Yan said, increased the speed of the oar, and soon reached the other side of the lake.

The lush pines and cypresses are next to each other, and the lush foliage blocks all the sunlight, and the air, which is opaque, makes the warm leaves feel a little cold.

"Put it on, it's still quite a change here."

Wen Ye took his dark coat and draped it on his body, Mo Yan grabbed her wrist and walked towards the forest, and after a while, the two stopped in a slightly empty flat place, he raised his head and stroked the ancient tree in front of him, the thick trunk was scattered. The ground is streaked with arrow marks.

"When I was a child, my mother taught me to draw a bow and shoot arrows here, and she always hit every shot."

"No wonder you're so good at archery."

Wen Ye raised his heel and touched the arrow marks on the trunk, but he didn't know which one was left by Mo Yan.

"I'll teach you when I have a chance."

"Okay."

Mo Yan looked at Wen Ye who was smiling like a flower in front of her, her arrival today seemed to give this place a new meaning, which felt pretty good.

"Here's for you."

Mo Yan handed the dagger at his waist to Wen Ye and motioned for her to pull it out and try it. Wen Ye took it in her hand and did it, she has been running around with Bixiao and them for the past three years, and she is no stranger to the dagger, but she has never used it. This time she was kidnapped by a neighboring country's spies in the desert, which really made her feel uneasy, and it would be great if she could learn a few tricks from him.

"What am I going to do?"

Wen Ye took the dagger and looked at Mo Yan, only to see him break the branch into a sword, his fingertips were light, and with a wave of his wrist, he set an example for her.

"Strike with a horizontal sword, and retreat from the enemy with a sword. This short blade is for your self-defense for the time being, and as for the moves, you can't learn them in a day, so I'll teach you when I return to Beijing."

"Does the Mo family also have swordsmanship?"

Wen Ye asked curiously, Mo Yan nodded and then shook his head, this question is not something that can be clarified in one or two sentences. He thought about using the broken branch in his hand as a sword, jumped into an open field, and waved the branch so that he could not touch the wind.

"I've only seen the sword dance of the evening light, but I've never seen it dance so well with this branch."

Wen Ye clapped her hands again and again, his swordsmanship was unfathomable, and it felt very complicated, she was afraid that she would not be able to learn it for a year and a half.

"Don't worry, this is the Mo family's swordsmanship, you don't need to learn it. The short blade I gave you was a gift from my mother, and I have never left it with me since I was a child, and it has been more than ten years now. In my spare time, I have learned some ways, the moves are simple and practical, and I will teach you when I return to Beijing."

Wen Ye's eyes widened, and he clenched the dagger in his hand and slowly pulled it out. The short blade is less than an inch wide, less than seven minutes thick, the sword aura is cold, and under the sun, it is even more cold and dusty, just like Mo Yan. It turned out that it meant a lot to Mo Yan, and since he had the heart to give it to himself, he should live up to his wishes.

"Then you teach me a few tricks now, and I will definitely learn hard."

"Look!"

Mo Yan turned his wrist, a sharp gaze flashed in his eyes, and the broken branch flipped freely in his hand, and his movements were smooth. Wen Ye could clearly see that these moves were indeed a lot simpler than the previous swordsmanship, at least she could see Mo Yan's movements clearly, but it was not so easy for her to do it.

"It's hard."

Wen Ye was a little lost, with a little force, the broken branch in her palm was broken by her, this pine branch was too fragile, she would never be able to swing those moves, why was it a different scene in his hands......

"It's getting late, let's go back."

Wen Ye hung his head and stood in place, completely ignoring Mo Yan's words. Mo Yan raised his head to collect the smile on his face, and seeing that she looked deflated, he folded the stronger branch with his hand, and slowly moved behind her, his fingertips passed through his waist for a moment, and then he held her slender wrist.

At that moment, the clouds did not roll, the branches that were broken between the palms fell to the ground, Wen Ye was in a trance for a while, and he only felt the breath in his neck, as warm as the spring sun in March.

"The point is that when the enemy advances, we retreat to avoid its edge, and when the enemy retreats, we attack its vital points. If you are in a hurry to break the enemy, you will not be able to control it, and it will be easier to be countered."

Sitting barefoot on the fallen big pine tree, Wen Ye was dressed in white today, as if he was a fairy in the forest.

"There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent. One look at the city, and then the country."

The sunset on the mountain side hid the last trace of sinking, a pine leaf fell from the sky, slowly falling between her hair, Mo Yan raised his hand to pick up the pine leaf and gently pulled her blown sideburns behind her ear.

"Little lazy cat, it's time for us to go back."

"Why did I fall asleep?"

"You didn't sleep well last night, and you woke up early today."

"How do you know my ......?"

Wen Ye stopped talking, blushing for a while, he lived in the same room with him, so he naturally knew.

"Your legs are numb, I'll carry you."

"Why don't you take a boat back?"

"It's closer, so it's not that troublesome."

"Take a break from the woman, this thing can't be done."

"All the goods I brought to the desert this time were left there, and you, the second son of the Wen family, don't know how distressed."

"Anyway, the goods are fake, so don't do it."

"If you buy it with real money, you will deduct it from you."

"No, Miss still has to save me a dowry."

"Oops."

"Don't tell Miss about the stone grease."

"Isn't it a matter of divine confession? She'll know sooner or later!"

"The Holy Lord has handed over this matter to the little marquis, so it is inconvenient for the Banshan Pavilion to interfere."

Wen Jian was just about to ask the reason, but Bi Xiao came over with a sharp look.

"You are not allowed to ask any more questions."

"I know you think I'm not strict with my mouth, last time you left suddenly and got hurt, I was too worried so I found the third sister."

"Well, I promise you'll tell you when you go out, but the fewer people who know about it, the better."