The night's work passed quickly, and Xiao Ji got up at dawn and danced his sword in the space outside.

Xiao Ji held the long sword, as if it was integrated with the sword, and every move was powerful.

Mo Shu stood not far away and watched him dance his sword, and did not rush forward to disturb him.

At this time, Xiao Ji devoted himself to it, if he was disturbed rashly, he might not be able to stop the sword momentum, and he would inevitably be injured by mistake.

But fortunately, Xiao Ji didn't practice his sword for a long time, and Moshu waited for a stick of incense, so he put away the sword and walked towards him.

"Is there a clue?" Xiao Ji's expression was as usual, and his tone did not change at all.

"No," Moshu shook his head, "that person is hidden very deeply, and we can't find out for a while." ”

It's a talent.

Xiao Ji sneered, dropped the word continue, and stepped into his tent.

In the capital, Cheng Shuiyao and Mo Qin stood side by side, looking at the kitten running from nowhere on the wall, and glanced at each other.

"I'm going," Mo Qin looked righteous and awe-inspiring, clenched his fists slightly, and slammed up on the wall.

Isn't it just catching a cat, how can it be like going to death?

Cheng Shuiyao stroked her forehead helplessly, and watched Mo Qin carefully hug the cat down, and then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ma'am, it seems to be hurt." Mo Qin cautiously jumped off the wall, looking at the blood on the cat's hind legs, a little distressed

"Bandage it," Cheng Shuiyao leaned over to look at the cat, and felt a little distressed, so she hurriedly found medicine to bandage it.

The cat seemed to sense that Cheng Shuiyao and the others had no ill will towards it, and they didn't struggle too much, lying on the table meekly, and letting Cheng Shuiyao give themselves medicine.

"This cat doesn't look like it's a stray, and I don't know which one it is," Cheng Shuiyao looked at the cat carefully, seeing that its hair was smooth and obviously not like a wild cat, and she was a little surprised.

Ordinary people who have cats will watch carefully, afraid that the cat will run away and make the owner angry.

But the cat had been around for several days, and no one had come to look for it, which was strange.

"Maybe I don't want to raise it," Mo Qin was surprised by this.

The rich and noble have more preferences, but it's just a cat, and if you lose it, you lose it.

"That's what I said," Cheng Shuiyao nodded, rubbed the cat's chin, and saw that it had a pair of heterochromatic pupils, and her heart liked it more and more.

"Since no one wants it anymore, let's keep it."

Mo Qin naturally had no objection to this, and happily went to find a cage and food, so that he could take care of the kitten.

Cheng Shuiyao's body was not very well, and when she saw that it was really cold outside, she didn't stay for long, and went directly into the house.

A brazier is lit in the house, and as soon as you enter the house, a hot breath hits your face.

Cheng Shuiyao stepped forward and sat down at the table, wanting to write something, but after thinking about it for a long time, she didn't know what to write.

After a long time, Cheng Shuiyao lifted the pen and gently dropped ink marks on the paper.

However, the idea in her mind is not very clear, she always stops drawing, and the expression on her face is a little nervous.

"Madame, are you worried again?" As soon as Xiaoyun entered the house, she saw Cheng Shuiyao's bitter and hateful look, and thought that she had encountered some problem.

"There's nothing to do, I'm almost fine now, and you don't have to stay here all the time to take care of me, just put down the things in your hand and go out," Cheng Shuiyao cleared her throat unnaturally, glanced at the Sydney white fungus soup in Xiaoyun's hand, and slowly spoke.

"Okay," Xiao Yun didn't think much about it, put down the things in his hand, and turned to leave here.

Cheng Shuiyao lowered her head and looked at the half-painted portrait, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

The painting skills she learned in the space before finally came in handy, and now her Xiao Ji is no different from a real person, the only deficiency is the lack of some demeanor.

But how does this look reflect?

Cheng Shuiyao waited for a long time and didn't come up with it, so she simply didn't care about it, carefully dried the ink stains, and rolled up the painting and put it away.

"This is the news from over there, and please take a look at it," Moqi knocked on the door and entered, holding an envelope with both hands.

Cheng Shuiyao couldn't wait to open it, read the words on it carefully, and there was no big surprise in his heart, so he looked up at Moqi after reading it.

"Since the general wants the recent movements in the capital, you can write a copy to him."

"In this case, I am afraid that it will take some time for the general to come back," Mo Qi said with some concern, "but the year is about to close, and many things need to be done by the general himself, and it is not up to me to cover it up." ”

"Don't worry, he has his own sense of proportion, and he will come back before that time," Cheng Shuiyao didn't have much worry about this, put the letter aside, looked at the map that had been marked before, and spoke slowly.

"He didn't mention it in his letter, do you know if he took my advice?"

"Well, the general analyzed it carefully, and felt that Madame's suggestion was very good, so he asked them to implement Madame's idea." Moqi nodded, knowing a rough idea of this matter.

"That's fine," Cheng Shuiyao breathed a sigh of relief, didn't dwell too much on the matter, and turned to look at Mo Qi, "By the way, you go and talk to the housekeeper and ask him to prepare some things for the New Year in advance, I have just arrived and I don't know much about the capital, if I handle it all, I may lose the face of the General's Mansion." ”

"Madam is too modest, since you came to the capital, what thing has not been done beautifully?" Mo Qi smiled and spoke, but this was not a boast at all.

Along the way, Cheng Shuiyao's ability is obvious to all.

A delicate and weak girl's family, she took the lead by herself, and this courage is incomparable to none of these men.

Cheng Shuiyao shook her head, she didn't react much to his words, but just opened her mouth and instructed, "We have just returned to Beijing not long ago, don't lose your sense of proportion, otherwise you will be very popular." ”

"Yes," Moqi nodded, seeing that she attached great importance to this matter, she naturally didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly turned around to leave.

"Wait," Cheng Shuiyao seemed to suddenly remember, and hurriedly spoke.

"Madame, do you have any other arrangements?" Mo Qi turned around, just as if she had something to say and hadn't finished speaking.

"You don't have to worry about these things lately, you better take care of your injuries, just leave these things to other people," Cheng Shuiyao glanced at Mo Qi with a smile, not wanting him to overwork.

He didn't have to do this, he still had injuries on his body, so there was no need to spend so much energy.

"But these things are confidential, I can't fake them!" Mo Qi was a little tangled and hesitated to speak.

"Isn't that still me? You're sick, what's the point? Mo Qin walked in with a big grin, glared at Mo Qi, and said very cheerfully, "I'll take care of the rest." ”