Sent away the shopkeeper of Mo Yunzhai.

Ren Pingsheng returned to the courtyard, looked up, and suddenly found that Mu Rou and Qiu'er were staring at him without blinking, and the emotions in their eyes were slightly complicated, including surprise, curiosity, and joy.

What's going on?

He was puzzled in his heart, and before he could ask, he heard Qiu'er ask: "Shizi, did you write the story of the West Chamber?" ”

Across a wall, they can hear the shopkeeper's words, and there is no point in denying it.

Ren Pingsheng bowed slightly: "Sort of." ”

After receiving a positive answer, Qiu'er's eyes lit up, and the whole person was in good spirits: "Shizi, what happened to Miss Xiangguo and Zhang Sheng in the end?" ”

Ren Pingsheng said casually: "I have lived a life without shame." ”

Qiu'er was slightly stunned, and quickly reacted to what it meant, with excitement on her face, and looked at Mu Rou: "Miss, what the slave said is right, Miss Xiangguo and Zhang Sheng will definitely be happy!" ”

Speaking of this, she thought of something, and said: "As long as you persist and don't give up, Miss will definitely have a happy result, just like a slave, even if the wind and rain are blowing, she never gives up, and she goes to make trouble in front of the Moyun Zhai every few days, and now she finally succeeds!" ”

“……”

On the side, the corners of Ren Pingsheng's mouth twitched.

The shopkeeper cried a handful of snot and tears just now, and Qiu'er also participated in it.

Mu Rou looked at Qiu'er who was excited in front of her, and then looked at Ren Pingsheng, who looked a little helpless not far away, and her eyes showed a touch of trance.

Let's not talk about whether Ren Pingsheng can write a script of the level of "The Legend of the West Chamber".

Let's just say, as the prince of Zhenbei, what do you want, why write a book and sell it to the bookstore?

"Could it be that Sister Qiu'er saw that I was in a bad mood these days, so she invited the shopkeeper of Moyunzhai to act with Ren Gongzi to encourage me?"

As soon as she thought of this, Mu Rou lowered her eyes slightly, and a warm current surged in her heart.

Until this moment, she still doesn't believe that "The Legend of the West Chamber" was written by Ren Pingsheng.

That's when it happened.

Qiu'er looked at Ren Pingsheng, blinked excitedly, and asked again: "Can the prince tell the slave maid, what happened after Zhang Sheng went to Beijing to participate in the imperial examination?" ”

Notice the little maid's eyes.

Ren Pingsheng has already determined that this is indeed a book lover, or the kind of die-hard fan.

After thinking for a few seconds, he asked, "Can you write?" ”

Qiu'er nodded: "Yes." ”

Although she is just a little maid, she stays by Mu Rou's side all the year round, and she can be regarded as knowledgeable.

Ren Pingsheng said: "Then I will tell the content of the second half of the West Chamber, and you will write it down on paper, how about it?" ”

Qiu'er dreamed about the plot behind "The Legend of the West Chamber", so naturally she couldn't ask for it, the chick nodded as if pecking rice, and said excitedly: "Okay, good!" ”

Ren Pingsheng raised his eyes and glanced at the sky.

Dark clouds cover the sky and the sun.

You don't know when a rainstorm is coming.

"It's windy outside, let's come in and sit."

Ren Pingsheng looked at Qiu'er and Mu Rou and proposed.

It stands to reason.

A woman's boudoir should not be allowed to be entered by outsiders, especially men.

But this is Ren's mansion, and this house is his......

Mu Rou hesitated, nodded slightly, and her voice was soft and soft: "Ren Gongzi, please." ”

As he spoke, he held on to the armrests on both sides and tried to stand up.

Seeing this, Qiu'er hurriedly stepped forward to help.

Three people, two in front of one and one in the other, entered the house.

The interior of the house is simply furnished, except for the bed, there are only two chairs, a desk and a wardrobe.

Qiu'er supported her young lady and sat on the soft bed.

looked at Ren Pingsheng: "The slave went to get the pen and paper." ”

After speaking, without waiting for the other party to respond, he walked out of the house quickly.

Time.

There were only two people left in the room, Ren Pingsheng and Mu Rou.

The autumn wind whistled and whined.

The sun was obscured by dark clouds, and the room looked a little dark.

There is a faint aroma of herbs in the air, and the smell is fresh and pleasant.

All these years.

It was the first time Mu Rou had been alone with a man.

Although there was still some distance in between, her heart couldn't help jumping.

It's not that I'm worried that Ren Pingsheng will do anything wrong, it's just that I just feel a little novel.

She can't describe the specific mood.

The other side.

Ren Pingsheng stood in place, looked at the figure sitting on the bed, hesitated, and asked softly, "Can you light a lamp?" ”

"Okay."

Mu Rou answered, stood up, and wanted to reach the candle on the desk.

I don't know if it's because of nervousness, or because I'm used to being helped, I didn't take two steps, but I suddenly twisted my foot, and I couldn't help but let out a cry of pain and fell to the ground.

First sprain.

The sharp pain in her ankle made her close her eyes and purse her lips tightly.

"Miss Mu......"

Ren Pingsheng's heart jumped, and he subconsciously stepped forward to help.

The moment the hand touched Mu Rou's arm.

I could clearly feel her body tremble slightly, as if trembling.

It was the second time in years that she had physical contact with a man her age.

The last time was two months ago.

Ren Pingsheng put his arm around her waist and lifted her off the horse.

I thought it would be like instinctive disgust, but I didn't expect that until I was helped up from the ground by Ren Pingsheng and sat back on the bed, I didn't feel anything.

Maybe it's because of the dimly lit environment.

I can't see Ren Pingsheng's face clearly, so I don't treat him as a man?

Mu Rou pursed her lips and thought so in her heart.

Then.

Ren Pingsheng's magnetic voice came from front of him.

"Miss Mu, how do you feel?"

A burning pain in the ankle.

She hesitated, but told the truth: "It hurts a little." ”

Ren Pingsheng, who often played basketball in his previous life, was very familiar with twisting his feet, and when he heard this, his brows furrowed slightly, and he said softly: "Miss Mu's injury needs to be treated, otherwise it will be swollen the next day." ”

Mu Rou didn't know how to deal with the trauma, pursed her lips, and asked softly, "How to deal with it?" ”

Ren Pingsheng said: "First cold compress, then hot compress." ”

After a pause, he said, "If Miss Mu can trust me, leave it to me to deal with." ”

This kind of sprain needs to be treated immediately, otherwise the injury will inevitably worsen after a long time.

Mu Rou hesitated for a moment and chose to default.

Seeing this, Ren Pingsheng didn't say anything more, stood up, walked out of the door, called the guards, and ordered: "Go get some ice cubes and boil a pot of hot water." ”

"Yes!"

The guards took the order and walked away quickly, fetching the ice in just a few moments.

Ren Pingsheng wrapped the ice cube in a hand towel, returned to Mu Rou's side, and said with a serious face: "It may hurt a little later, Miss Mu endure it, as long as it hurts for a while, it will be much better later." ”

Mu Rou sat on the bed, obviously feeling the pain in her ankle intensifying, only hesitated slightly, and nodded: "Hmm." ”

Promised.

Ren Pingsheng didn't say more, half-squatted down, held her small and delicate jade feet with one hand, and gently put the ice cube on it with the other.

Although Da Zhou does not have the habit of wrapping his feet.

But a woman's feet are also extremely private parts, and generally speaking, they can only be seen by their husbands.

Mu Rou didn't expect that Ren Pingsheng would do this.

The warm touch came, and her heart stopped for a moment, and then beat rapidly in her chest, causing a noticeable tremor.

The crispy and numb feeling of electricity rose from her ankles and crackled all the way up, causing her body to tremble slightly.

"Don't ......"

Her delicate face showed a hint of panic, and her pink lips opened slightly, wanting to refuse.

As soon as he opened his mouth, his injured ankle suddenly came into contact with the ice.

The pain struck, her body trembled again, and she subconsciously clenched her teeth, but she still couldn't help but moan in pain.

Immediately after, I couldn't help but gasp: "Hiss...... It hurts. ”

Ren Pingsheng held her little feet with one hand and asked her not to move, and with the other hand held a homemade ice pack, and comforted softly: "Don't be afraid, just hold on for a while." ”

Mu Rou clenched her silver teeth tightly, trying not to make a sound.

Minutes and seconds passed.

A moment later.

The pain in my ankle has really diminished.

Mu Rou's eyelashes trembled slightly, she opened her eyes, lowered her eyes to look at Ren Pingsheng, and asked softly, "How long will it take?" ”

"Almost."

Ren Pingsheng let go of his hand, stood up, and said seriously: "For the next day, every other hour, a cold compress, one stick of incense at a time." ”

Every other hour, one stick of incense at a time......

When Mu Rou heard this, she was slightly stunned, and her eyes showed a faint fear.

Although she was frail and sickly, she had been well protected since she entered Mu Mansion and had hardly suffered any external injuries.

The pain of the ice just now, in a short period of time, she didn't want to go through it a few more times.

Afraid of pain?

Ren Pingsheng saw that her body trembled slightly, and comforted her softly: "Miss Mu doesn't have to worry, it's just that it hurts more the first time, and it will be much better after that." ”

Hear his gentle tone.

Mu Rou's heart calmed down a lot, and the faint fear in her eyes dissipated a lot.

Then.

Ren Pingsheng walked to the desk and lit the candle.

The dim candlelight flickered slightly, illuminating his handsome face.

Mu Rou sat on the bed, looking at his delicate side face, and her eyes showed a touch of trance.

For the first time in her life, a thought arose: it turned out that men can be so good-looking.

After Ren Pingsheng lit the candle, he moved a chair and sat aside.

The autumn wind is howling.

Candlelight flickering.

Inside the room, the two sat opposite each other, both silent.

For a while, the atmosphere was inexplicably awkward.

"Why hasn't Qiu'er come back yet, it takes so long to get a pen and paper?"

Ren Pingsheng slandered in his heart, but there was no expression on his face, and he said softly: "The matter is urgent, how offensive, please forgive Miss Mu." ”

Hearing this, Mu Rou couldn't help but recall that he had just held his little feet, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he was just silent.

After a while, he replied: "Hmm." ”

Immediately after, the room fell silent again.

Seeing more and more embarrassing.

Ren Pingsheng opened his mouth, intending to say something.

Coincidentally, Mu Rou also had the same idea.

"Miss Mu......"

"Ren Gongzi ......"

The two spoke almost at the same time.

The next second, they were all silent again.

Then he said in unison: "Let's talk first......"

Ren Pingsheng: "......"

Mu Rou: "......"

After a few seconds of trance.

The two of them looked at each other, and they couldn't help but laugh.

"Unexpectedly, Miss Mu and I have a heart-to-heart."

After such a small episode.

The awkward atmosphere in the room vanished.

Mu Rou also smiled between her eyebrows.

She thought about it and asked the doubts in her heart: ""The Legend of the West Chamber" is really made by Ren Gongzi? ”

I feel that it is too troublesome to explain, and the other party may not believe it.

This time, Ren Pingsheng was very shameless and did not deny it: "That's right, it's down." ”

Mu Rou thought for a while, and then asked: ""White Lady", "Nie Xiaoqian", "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai"...... These are all made by Childe? ”

Ren Pingsheng said: "I have nothing to do, pass the time." ”

Just passing the time, you can write so many wonderful words.

Mu Rou's eyes showed a touch of trance.

Even though she knew that Ren Pingsheng wouldn't and didn't have to lie, she still didn't believe it in her heart.

That's when it happened.

Qiu'er pushed open the door and walked in: "Shizi, bring the pen and paper." ”

Mu Rou turned her head to look at her, and her voice was soft: "Just go get a pen and paper, why did Sister Qiu'er come back at this time?" ”

That's knowingly asking.

Qiu'er smiled awkwardly: "I encountered something on the way, and I was delayed." ”

Just a few steps, what can there be to delay.

It is clear that he is deliberately delaying time, wanting to let himself and Ren Pingsheng spend more time alone.

Mu Rou understood in her heart, but she was no longer aggressive and fell silent.

Ren Pingsheng looked at Qiu'er and asked, "Then start?" ”

Qiu'er nodded heavily: "Okay!" ”

Ren Pingsheng recalled the plot of "The Legend of the West Chamber", and told it like a storyteller: "Zhang Sheng was reluctant, said goodbye to his relatives, went to the grass bridge to rest, and his feelings were depressed, and he suddenly dreamed that the warbler crossed the river and came to elope together, and encountered a group of thieves on the way, snatching the warbler, and the mandarin dream was shocked, and he couldn't help but add a little melancholy......"

Every time he said a paragraph, he stopped for a while and gave Qiu'er time to write.

Side.

Mu Rou listened carefully and was immersed in it for just a moment.

In a trance, she seemed to go back to two months ago, when she first saw "The Legend of the West Chamber", and she was fascinated by it.

Time passes.

In the blink of an eye.

Half an hour passed.

Mu Rou is already convinced that Ren Pingsheng is indeed the author of "The Legend of the West Chamber".

Whether it is the style of the essay or the plot, it is the same as the first half, it is still wonderful and fascinating!

"I didn't expect that his poems were written well, and his words were written so wonderfully......

With his talent, if he did not practice martial arts at the beginning, but practiced Confucianism and Taoism, today, I am afraid that he would have already become famous in the world. ”

Mu Rou looked at Ren Pingsheng's side face and couldn't help but think so.

"Zhang Sheng's champion and the first, came back to marry Miss Xiangguo, General Baima came at the same time by order to marry Cui and Zhang, the clouds opened and the fog dispersed, and the lovers finally became dependents, leaving an ode that has been praised through the ages."

Ren Pingsheng finished "The Story of the West Chamber", spit out a breath of turbidity, and said in his heart: It's finally over.

Side.

Mu Rou and Qiu'er were in a melancholy mood, still immersed in the story of Miss Xiangguo and Zhang Sheng, unable to extricate themselves.

Qiu'er sighed leisurely and sighed: "There is such a bump in the road between Miss Xiangguo and Zhang Sheng, it is really not easy to go to the end. ”

Mu Rou was noncommittal, just silent.

Good for a while.

Qiu'er suddenly thought of something, looked at Ren Pingsheng, and asked curiously: "Shizi, are there really Miss Xiangguo and Zhang Sheng in the world?" ”

(End of chapter)