Chapter 179: The Night of the Fifteenth Full Moon
In the dark night, a white shadow stood on the eaves, silently looking at the moon in the sky in the distance, his indifferent eyes did not blink, with a hint of confusion, and he didn't know what to think in his heart.
The cold wind blew in the night, but he still didn't feel a trace of coolness, and he didn't react at all, until he stood on the eaves for a few hours, and then he lowered his eyes lightly and glanced under the eaves.
The place where he stepped on his feet was the room where Mo Ziran lived, pursing his lips, thinking of Mo Ziran, his expression flashed, and he felt her breathing in the room even and steady, and suddenly her figure disappeared without a trace in an instant, leaving only the fragrance of flowers in the garden brought by the breeze in the dark night slowly drifting in the air.
Mo Ziran was sleeping heavily at this time, but she didn't know that Mu Yunjin had come and left quietly.
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Staying in the prince's mansion, seven days have passed in a flash, Luo Jingchu still hasn't left the customs, Mo Ziran has also been to Luo Jingchu's cultivation room a few times, every day I have been to his cultivation room just standing outside the cultivation room for a while, and I noticed that the people inside seem to be still practicing selflessly, and I can't feel the things in the outside world, so I waited for a few days, guessing that he probably couldn't get out of the customs and quit cultivation recently, so he decided not to wait for him to go back to the Mozi Dynasty with Rue Xiang first.
Mo Ziran finished writing a letter on the table, sealed the envelope, then stood up and stretched, and glanced to the side with small eyes: "Ruxiang, let's clean up, I'll put this letter in my senior brother's room, and then we can go." β
Rue Xiang thought that Mo Ziran might change her mind in the past few days and decided not to leave in the future, but after waiting for a few days, she became more and more anxious, what happened to the son? Why didn't you even come to see Miss? Are you still angry about that? Although Miss is naughty, but the foreman always connives, Miss acts recklessly, can't you forgive Miss this time like before?
Seeing the determined look in Mo Ziran's eyes, Rue Xiang knew Mo Ziran very well, and knew that nothing she said could not make her change her mind, anyway, no matter where the young lady went, she would follow her, and moved the corners of her lips, and the words she wanted to persuade turned into words of approval when they came to her mouth: "Yes, Rue Xiang will go and pack her luggage." β
Seeing Rue Xiang's desire to speak and stop, hesitating, Mo Ziran naturally knew what Rue Xiang was thinking, about Mu Yunjin, Mo Ziran didn't think of him in the past few days, but he knew that she was determined to leave, and several days had passed so far, and he didn't see him to keep him, so he couldn't help but laugh at himself in his heart, what else did he expect? Do you still expect Mu Yunjin to really have a deep master-apprentice friendship with him? Don't be stupid, that man is so indifferent and indifferent, no matter what he does, he will not be taken to heart, perhaps, there will be no one he cares about in this world!
Mo Ziran ignored Ruxiang's expression of wanting to speak and stopped, holding the letter to Luo Jingchu in his hand, and walked out of the room.
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Sent the letter to Luo Jingchu's room, and when she came back, Rue Xiang had already packed her luggage very quickly, and they could leave now, Mo Ziran's eyes looked around, and the reluctance in his eyes gradually dissipated and was replaced by a determined color, and he turned around resolutely, and never came back after leaving here.
After only walking a few steps, he suddenly felt a pain in his chest, his body began to heat slightly, and gradually became hotter and hotter, Mo Ziran secretly said that it was not good, endured the discomfort on his body, stood in the courtyard and raised his head, looked at the bright full moon in the sky, frowned, the fifteenth day of every month, the night of the full moon, is it so soon?