After that day, after getting acquainted with Nalan Yue, Mo Lan often came to her place, talked to Nalan Yue, and also went to the pond with her to enjoy fish and play the piano. When Huo Xing'an practiced swords, Mo Lan also came to watch, and occasionally swung his sword to play a trick. The Qingcheng faction is not known for its swordsmanship, Mo Lan often imitates Huo Xing'an's sword moves and plays tricks, and then purses his lips and laughs. Huo Xingan saw that Mo Lan had never really practiced martial arts, and wanted to test her skills, and after a few moves, he found that there were more flowers. Mo Lan said that she had never had the heart to practice martial arts, but when she saw that her father and brothers were very interesting in practicing martial arts, she learned to look like her, and Mo Qingyan saw that she was not a martial arts practitioner, so she should coax her to play, not correct her, and not supervise her.

Huo Xing said with peace of mind, Nalan Yue is her father who didn't let her practice martial arts, and Mo Lan is whose father didn't really teach her to practice martial arts.

Mo Lan didn't have the heart to practice martial arts, but she pestered Huo Xing'an every day to teach her swordsmanship. After teaching a set of swordsmanship, she played softly, but she had a lot of fun, Huo Xingan looked funny. It's just that Nalan Yue looked at it and felt that Mo Lan seemed to be too close to Huo Xing'an, and sometimes, watching her and Huo Xing'an dance with a sword really felt like a perfect match.

One morning, Nalan Yue sat on the stone steps in front of the door to feed the birds in the yard, and Huo Xingan gently walked to her and sat down.

Seeing Huo Xing'an coming, Nalan Yue asked him good morning.

"Yue'er got up so early. ”

"I wake up early every day. ”

"Oh, it's me who wakes up too late every day, and sleeps too much. Huo Xing'an said.

"During this time, Childe's body is slowly recovering, and it is good to rest more. Nalan Yue said, "It will be good when the son is completely well." ”

"Yue'er, I think it's better now," Huo Xing'an hammered his chest with his fist, "Look, I don't cough anymore." ”

"Well," Lan Yue smiled, "I remember that Childe coughed lightly from time to time when he was in the inn." ”

Huo Xingan said: "Master Mo and Mrs. Zhou are too hospitable, and they invite me to drink every day, but they can't refuse. He turned his head to look at Na Lan Yue, "Yue'er, I see that Sister Lan has always been playing with you these days." ”

"Sister Lan always practices swords with you. Nalan Yue said.

"I saw that you and Sister Lan were happy to play together, so I stayed here for a few more days. ”

"Childe must have left in a hurry, right?"

"If you like to be with Sister Lan, let's stay a few more days. Huo Xing'an said.

"I know Childe is in a hurry. If Childe is in a hurry to get on the road, let's go. ”

"No," Huo Xing'an said, "I'm not in a hurry to leave now." He thought in his heart, because I am with you, I am not in a hurry to go back to Jinguo, sooner or later, I will go to find out. The strange thing is that after being with Nalan Yue, the anger in his heart gradually subsided a lot, and the original anxious mood also eased. He wanted to leave, but seeing Yue'er and Mo Lan laughing and playing every day, he was willing to stay longer.

Nalan Yue said: "I thought that Gongzi was going to teach Sister Lan all the swordsmanship before leaving." She smiled.

"Where. Huo Xingan shook his head slightly, "She didn't study hard at all, you can see it." ”

"But Childe is teaching with heart," Nalan Yue said, "Sister Lan hasn't apprenticed yet, and you have already passed on all the swordsmanship to her." ”

"What Yue'er said is that I shouldn't teach swordsmanship to others casually. ”

Nalan Yue smiled and said slowly: "She plays the piano for you, and you teach her swordsmanship, which can be regarded as a tribute, Sister Lan's piano is so good, and the person is so beautiful......"

Nalan Yue has never spoken like this, Huo Xing'an listened, it didn't seem like it was coming from her mouth, Huo Xing'an knew her intentions, so he said: "Sister Lan plays the piano well, but I can't listen to it for a few days, but Yue'er's songs, I will often hear them in the future." ”

Nalan Yue frowned shyly, lowered her head and smiled, but she was secretly happy in her heart.

Back in the room, thinking about Nalan Yue's words, Huo Xing'an also felt that it was time to go, he had lived a comfortable life during this time, and he had almost forgotten all the foreign things in the world.

He went to Mo Qingyan's study to ask to see him, but Mo Qingyan went out. He went to find Mrs. Zhou.

When Mrs. Zhou heard that he was leaving, she said, "Gongzi Xing'an has only been living for a few days, and his body is still recovering, so why rush to leave? Could it be that Mozhuang's food is not eaten?"

"Mrs. Zhou, where is the word. The owner of Mo Zhuang is very gracious, and Xing'an is very grateful. Huo Xingan said, "I just want to go back to work early." ”

"Then there is no hurry at this time, in another ten days, it happens that there is a birthday feast in the village, and it is not too late to leave after the birthday feast. Mrs. Zhou said.

"Oh," Huo Xing'an hesitated, "that ......"

"Prince Xing'an, let's stay. I see that the little girl and the son of Xing'an are also very close to each other, and they often learn together, and the little girl is also very happy to ask you for advice. ”

"Sister Lan is smart and clever, Xing'an's skills are really not good, and she is by no means as good as the one or two of the Qingcheng faction. ”

"The son of Xing'an is too modest," Mrs. Zhou said with a smile, "It's rare that the little girl is serious, so she bothers the son of Xing'an to advise more." You can rest here with me, and tell me if you need anything, and my servants can take care of you."

"I took good care of it, and Mrs. Zhou was too thoughtful to Xing'an. Seeing Mrs. Zhou's attentiveness, Huo Xingan was embarrassed to refuse.

After Huo Xingan said goodbye and left. The curtain in the inner room was lifted, and Mo Lan walked out. "Mother, you said that there will be a birthday feast in ten days, whose birthday feast is it?"

"Mother is talking nonsense. Mrs. Zhou sat down on a chair and picked up the teacup.

Mo Lan smiled: "Oh, I know, my mother wants to let the son of Xing'an stay for a few more days." ”

Mrs. Zhou looked at Mo Lan and asked her, "Lan'er, you told your mother, do you like Gongzi Xing'an?"

"Mother-" Mo Lan stretched out her voice and turned away shyly, "Why do you ask such a thing?"

"I'm not joking with you," Mrs. Zhou said, "You tell my mother, what do you think of Prince Xing'an?"

Mo Lan thought for a while and said, "He's not like those boys from my aunt's family, who will only please me." When I play the piano, he listens attentively, unlike those who just shake their heads......"

Mrs. Zhou nodded: "Well, the son of Xing'an understands the person. In the human-faced demon flower, the mother has been with the son of Xing'an for many days, and knows that his character is by no means comparable to those prodigal children. Moreover, looking at the behavior of the son of Xing'an, it is obvious that he is from everyone and is worthy of my Lan'er. ”

Mo Lan was embarrassed to get up and leaned on Mrs. Zhou's shoulder.

Mrs. Zhou smiled: "My mother kept him for my Lan'er." ”

"But ......"

"But what?"

But ten days from now, he will still be gone. ”

"Mother, I have my own way. Mrs. Zhou stroked her hair and said.

Huo Xingan told Yue'er what Mrs. Zhou said, and Yue'er felt that it would be better to wait until the birthday feast was over before leaving.

In the past few days, the sky is always raining, and there are more gloomy days, Na Lanyue feels that her heart is also the same as this weather, a little more gloomy, she sees that Mo Lan is more and more pestering Huo Xing'an day by day, there are always various excuses to come to Huo Xing'an, and she feels uncomfortable in her heart, but it is not easy to show it. That Mo Lan's sister Yue'er was affectionate, and she was pulling her around, and she had to accommodate her. Mo Lan was innocent like a child in front of Huo Xing'an's eyes.

The day before yesterday, Na Mo Lan picked up a kite that fell out of nowhere, so he asked Huo Xing'an to try to fly it, the two ran out of the woods together, and disappeared for a long time, and when Nalan Yue found them, he saw Na Mo Lan giggling and putting the kite string around Huo Xing'an, flying around Huo Xing'an like a butterfly, Huo Xing'an also looked at her with a smile. Nalan Yue watched from afar, did not step forward, turned around and left silently.

Seeing that the day of the birthday feast was approaching, Nalan Yue counted the days, and the sense of uneasiness in her heart was much less. She had never felt like this, in this quiet courtyard, but she hoped to embark on a long road in the wind and dust.

Just two days before the birthday feast, in the evening, Mrs. Zhou specially invited Huo Xingan to drink with her.

This was the first time that Mrs. Zhou invited him to drink alone, and Huo Xingan did not refuse. Mrs. Zhou set up a table of wine and food in the room, and asked Zhuang Ding to bring a jar of aged wine, saying that it was the old wine of Mo Laozhuang, which was specially prepared for distinguished guests.

As soon as the mud seal is opened, the house is full of fragrance. Huo Xing'an praised: "It's really good wine! Mrs. Zhou loves Xing'an too much." ”

"Prince Xing'an is a distinguished guest, and it should be so. ”

At this time, as soon as the bead curtain was lifted, Mo Lan walked in from the outside, with a lotus skirt and elegant makeup, like a concubine out of the pavilion. Seeing that she was not at all like the delicate daughter she usually pretended, Huo Xingan was greatly surprised. Seeing Huo Xing'an like this, Mrs. Zhou smiled: "Let Lan'er pour you a bar." ”

Mo Lan said: "Gongzi Xing'an saved my mother, and I have never given Gongzi a cup well." She scooped some from the altar with a bamboo tube, poured a cup, and served it to Huo Xing'an. I poured myself a glass. "Prince Xing'an, please!" she smiled lightly, with autumn water in her eyes.

"Thank you, Sister Lan. Huo Xing'an drank it all. He put down the wine glass, only to feel that his mouth was fragrant, and praised: "Qiong syrup and jade liquid, it's nothing more than that!" Mo Lan poured it for him with a smile again.

"Then the son of Xing'an will drink a few more glasses. Mrs. Zhou also toasted him. Huo Xing'an drank it all again.

So Mrs. Zhou and Mo Lan toasted Huo Xing'an one after another. In the blink of an eye, Huo Xingan drank more than ten cups. Mo Lan also accompanied a few cups, and her cheeks were rosy, like peach blossoms.

"Sister Lan also used to be quite a drinker. Huo Xing'an said.

Mo Lan said: "What about the son of Xing'an, I hope the son is happy, why not get drunk with the son." She raised another glass and looked at Huo Xing'an with a smile.

Huo Xing'an had no choice but to raise his glass: "Sister Lan is gracious, Xing'an doesn't dare to refuse." The smooth and mellow wine flowed into his throat, and Mo Lan's smile seemed to melt in the wine.

At this time, someone came to ask Mrs. Zhou, Mrs. Zhou left the table and walked away, she walked outside the door, let all the servants and maids withdraw, only called a personal little girl, and whispered a few words. Xiao Yahuan nodded, and then Mrs. Zhou left the house directly.

"Prince Xing'an, please use some dishes. Mo Lan said.

Huo Xingan remembered that he only cared about drinking with her this time, and under her service, he ate a few bites of food.

"I don't have Yue'er's sister's full of poetry, so I can't guess with Gongzi Xing'an, and sing about wine," Mo Lan said, "I can only sing with wine." ”

Huo Xing'an said: "Xing'an is ashamed, if you want to talk about poetry and songs, you have no ink in your chest, I am afraid of Sister Lan's jokes." ”

Mo Lan thought, he always called me Sister Lan, how good it was for him to call me Lan'er, just like he called Yue'er, but he always called me Sister Lan, feeling so formal, so distant, she thought like this, but she couldn't tell Huo Xing'an, as if she was afraid that Huo Xing'an would think she was frivolous.

"Wouldn't it be better if we went all the way. Mo Lan smiled and raised her glass again.

The son of Xing'an had no choice but to pour the cup again. "Sister Lan, if you drink it again, Xing'an will not be able to drink enough. ”

"The ancients said that a drunk relieves a thousand sorrows, oh no, the son of Xing'an is a drunk dream of a thousand joys, come, let's drink again. Mo Lan only felt that her face was hot, and her heart was also hot. She poured it slowly for Huo Xing'an again.

After this cup, Mo Lan felt that his face was in full swing.

"Miss Lan, Sister Lan,"

Seeing that Huo Xing'an unintentionally called Miss Lan, Mo Lan's drunken eyes narrowed slightly, and he sighed faintly.

"Why is Sister Lan sighing?"

Mo Lan looked at him with a smile: "Prince Xing'an, do you like my body today?"

"Sister Lan's body is very good-looking! Xing'an likes it very much. ”

"It's just that the son of Xing'an will leave in a few days, and he won't be able to see it. Will Prince Xing'an remember?"

Huo Xingan was ashamed of being asked by her.

Mo Lan giggled and picked up the wine glass: "Then you can take a few more looks, and you will be happy today!" She finished drinking the wine in her hand, and saw Huo Xingan pinching the wine glass and looking at herself in a trance, so she put down the glass with a smile, gently supported the bottom of his glass with her hand, and brought the wine glass to his mouth.

Huo Xing'an's face was flushed, and she opened her mouth involuntarily, letting her slowly feed the wine into her mouth...... I felt that Mo Lan's smile was like a flower, and the clouds were brilliant......

After a few glasses in succession, Mo Lan seemed to have tears in her eyes, her pillow arm was lying on the table, her thin shoulders were undulating, Huo Xingan called her a few times, she just moved her fingers and shouted to pour wine. The little girl who was standing by the door came and poured them wine.

In a short time, both of them had collapsed on the table. Seeing this, Xiao Yahuan hurriedly went to tell Mrs. Zhou.

When Huo Xing'an woke up, he found himself lying on the bed, naked, with only a thin cloth covering the bottom. The room was dim, as if it was evening. He was startled, reached out and touched around, the tentacles were soft and smooth, and when he saw it, it was a poorly dressed woman sleeping next to him, he hurriedly retracted his hand and sat up in surprise. The woman's face turned slightly sideways, and when he looked closely, it was Mo Lan.

Huo Xing'an was like five thunderbolts, his mind was in chaos, he just vaguely remembered that he and Sister Lan had been drinking, drinking a lot, and then he couldn't remember anything. The sun was setting outside the window, and he remembered that it was also this time when he was drinking, and in such a short interval, how could he sleep with her and wake up suddenly? He didn't dare to look at Mo Lan, but just pushed the thin cloth to cover her body, he looked around the room, and couldn't find his own clothes, so he had to sit on the bed in a daze. He asked himself: Huo Xing'an, what did you do? As he was thinking hard, he felt that his finger was lightly touched.

He turned his face and saw that Mo Lan was looking at him with his eyes open. When the four eyes met, Mo Lan was ashamed and hurriedly covered her face with a thin cloth. "Prince Xing'an ......"

"Arashi, Sister Arashi......"

"Do you still call me Sister Lan?"

Huo Xingan was at a loss.

"From now on you're going to call me Lan'er, or, you know......"

"We ......"

Mo Lan said in the thin cloth: "We should have done the courtesy of Zhou Gong......

Huo Xing'an's mind was very messy, and he said in his heart, Sister Lan, Lan'er...... How could this be? He couldn't help but glance at her. Mo Lan gently pulled down the thin cloth, saw Huo Xing'an looking at her, and covered her eyes again: "Childe, the people you see are very shy." ”

"I'm sorry, I ......" He wanted to comfort Mo Lan, but seeing that her eyes were full of joy, she didn't look sad at all.

At this time, the door opened, and Mrs. Zhou's personal little girl poked her head out, and when she saw Huo Xingan sitting, she covered the door. After a while, she brought a new set of clothes to Huo Xing'an and asked him to change into them. In front of the little girl, Huo Xingan hurriedly changed his clothes, his nervous forehead dripping. The little girl covered her mouth and smiled.

Huo Xing'an's heart was pounding, he went out, thinking about how to explain this to Mo Qingyan and Mrs. Zhou. Unexpectedly, seeing Mrs. Zhou sitting in the hall, he hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

Mrs. Zhou looked at him with a smile. "In the future, you can't call me Mrs. Zhou. ”

Huo Xingan didn't know how to speak.

Mrs. Zhou said: "I know that the prince of Xing'an likes my Lan'er, Lan'er, and I also like you very much, and I have long had the idea of marrying the little girl to you." ”

Huo Xingan said: "I really don't know...... Somehow offended Sister Lan. ”

"Since you are in love with each other, a match made in heaven, there is no need for Yue Lao to be a matchmaker. Mrs. Zhou said, "The old man can trust the son of Xing'an, and I am very relieved to entrust the little girl to you." I will choose an auspicious day for you to get married. ”

"This ......" Huo Xing was in a big mess, but it was difficult to open his mouth, he said: "Is it too hasty?"

Mrs. Zhou said: "Lan'er is an innocent girl's family, and now she is with you, if it spreads, it will tarnish her reputation." When they get married, they are rightfully married and married, and no one will gossip. ”

Huo Xing'an felt remorseful in his heart. He thought of Nalan Yue and thought, how to tell her?

Mrs. Zhou stared into his eyes: "Don't you like Lan'er?"

"I'm happy ......" Huo Xingan really couldn't answer Mrs. Zhou's question. He likes Sister Lan very much, but he never thinks about it.

"That's it. Mrs. Zhou stood up, took Huo Xingan's hand, and walked out, "Being the son-in-law of our Mo family is not in vain for your young name." She called the servant and asked, "Is the room packed?" and the servant replied, "Yes."

Mrs. Zhou said to Huo Xing'an: "I asked someone to specially clean up a good room today to make your new house." After worshipping heaven and earth, you and Lan'er will move in. ”

"Mrs. Zhou, how is this called Huo Xing'an...... good?"

Mrs. Zhou chuckled and said, "Don't be embarrassed, Prince Xing'an, I'll just wait to drink your favorite wine." You still call me Mrs. Zhou now, it's not too late to change your mind after you get married. I'll go and tell my husband to set a date. ”

Huo Xing walked out of Mrs. Zhou's room in a hurry, and he was too timid to go back to his room. He wandered on the shore of the pond, and did not dare to go to the clear moonlight, for fear that Nalan Yue would suddenly appear in front of him, leaving him with no place to embarrass himself.

In Mrs. Zhou's room here, Mo Lan sat half-naked, thinking about her thoughts, until Mrs. Zhou sat beside her. Mrs. Zhou stroked her silky back and said, "Look at my Lan'er, what a beautiful body." Mo Lan buried herself in her arms shyly and asked, "Mother, did we sleep for a day and a night?"

"Not really. Mrs. Zhou said, "In the future, if you sleep day and night like this, no one will care about you." ”

"Mother-" Mo Lan buried her head deeper, "why can't I remember anything?"

"Of course you can't remember, silly girl," said Mrs. Zhou, "I had you carried you to bed?"

"And we're all drunk?"

"Of course you're drunk, but how can that Xing'an son get drunk so easily. I used some of the medicine of the Human-faced Demon Flower, but luckily I kept some in my hand. Mrs. Zhou shook her head, "It's just that I didn't know that the medicine was so powerful, and I didn't know how much it was, so you slept for a whole day and a night." ”

"Then, Gongzi Xing'an is not my husband?" Mo Lan said.

"Of course forget it, if you share the same bed, why is it not a husband?" Mrs. Zhou said with a smile, "Prince Xing'an is a decent person, and he will definitely maintain your innocence, and your marriage mother has been decided." ”

Mo Lan was happy in her heart: "Dad, will he agree?"

Mrs. Zhou nodded: "Your father will definitely agree." ”

Mo Lan suddenly worried again: "Mother, will the son of Xing'an be suspicious?"

Mrs. Zhou hugged her and smiled: "Your husband is panicking and happy now, how can he doubt anything." ”

Mo Lan smiled, hugged Mrs. Zhou's arm, and kept thinking about the scene just now.

Nalan Yue didn't see Huo Xing'an for a day, nor did she see Nalan Yue, so she felt strange and asked Zhuang Ding, but she shook her head and didn't know. She hadn't slept all night, vaguely feeling as if something had happened, and she didn't dare to guess.

The moonlight was quietly sprinkled on the window lattice, and she suddenly felt like a lonely goose, it turned out that she was so helpless. She got up several times, looked at the hazy courtyard outside, and how much she wished to hear the sound of Huo Xing'an practicing his sword. And now, there is only the sound of the wind blowing the grass and trees, and the indescribable coldness and chill.

Huo Xing'an never went back to his house, he sat on the edge of the pond, looking at the moon shadows in the pond that were sometimes broken, and his heart was like wild vines and trees entwined with branches, he seemed to be trapped in this, but he couldn't easily get out calmly. He originally had a will and was categorical, but now in the face of this child's affairs, he has no idea and is in a dilemma.

The night is long, and the two sides are quiet.

The next day, as soon as dawn broke, Nalan Yue went out of the house to see if Huo Xing'an had returned. The maid who cleaned the yard in front of Huo Xing'an's house told her that the son of Xing'an hadn't gotten up yet. She felt a little at ease.

On that day, Huo Xingan never came to look for her, but Mo Lan came to her to go to Langting to enjoy fish.

Nalan Yue and Mo Lan leaned on the railing of the pavilion and watched Zhuang Ding put some newly bought goldfish into the pond. Mo Lan asked Nalan Yue: "Sister Yue'er is listless today, she doesn't seem to be feeling well." ”

Nalan Yue smiled: "It's okay, thank you Sister Lan for your concern." ”

Mo Lan glanced at her and turned her head to look at the goldfish swimming towards them. "Looks like Sister Yue'er is going to be living here for a while. ”

Nalan Yue said: "However, I and Gongzi Xing'an are about to leave." ”

Mo Lan said: "Didn't the prince of Xing'an tell you?" Seeing Nalan Yue shaking her head, Mo Lan said: "Even if Sister Yue'er wants to leave, I won't let you go, because ......" she smiled, "Because my big day is just around the corner." ”

"A big day?" said Lan Yue in surprise, "Is Sister Lan going to get married?

"It's and--Xing'an Gongzi. ”

Na Lan Yue's body was shocked, thinking that she had heard it wrong: "Gongzi Xing'an, is Sister Lan joking?"

"Yes, it's with the son of Xing'an. I thought he had told you. ”

Nalan Yue tried hard to hide her panic: "How, how could it be ......?"

"Yesterday, at my mother's place, the son of Xing'an has been decided. You have to choose a good day for the wedding. ”

Nalan Yue still didn't quite believe it. Seeing Nalan Yue's puzzled face, Mo Lan took her hand and said, "Speaking of which, you must not believe it, because it is indeed a little too hasty." But the prince of Xing'an is in a hurry to get married because ......"

"Because of what?" said Nalan Yue, anxiously awaiting her next step.

Mo Lan lowered her head, as if in tears, and said softly for a while: "Sister Yue'er, I only tell you, no one knows about this except my mother, this is because yesterday, yesterday's son-in-law and I had a skin-to-skin relationship......"

Nalan Yue was stunned, and looked at Mo Lan who lowered her head in a daze.

"Yesterday, Childe was always there with me...... Mo Lan said.

For a while, all kinds of voices in heaven and earth sounded in Nalan Yue's mind, as if gold and iron were resonating. This unexpected result made her not even want to ask the cause of the ins and outs. She was afraid that the more she knew, the more difficult it would be for her to hold herself. She tried her best to calm herself, but slowly withdrew her hand from Mo Lan's hand.

Mo Lan said: "I know, Sister Yue'er may also like Prince Xing'an." Who knew it would turn out like this. ”

Nalan Yue sat down silently and held back her tears. "Then I'm happy for Sister Lan. ”

Mo Lan also sat down next to her. "Sister Yue'er, although we have only known each other for a short time, we are like sisters for many years, I only have brothers, no sisters, I treat you as my own sister. Sister Yue'er, we can marry the son of Xing'an together, I'll be big, and you will be small, isn't it okay?"

Nalan Yue didn't expect Mo Lan to say such a thing, she didn't know how to answer, hesitated for a long time, and just shook her head slightly.

Knowing that Nalan Yue would not agree, Mo Lan's words immediately changed: "I also know that this is a grievance for my sister, of course my sister refuses, so there is only helplessness...... But Sister Yue'er, don't worry, in the future, I will find a young talent for my sister. A fairy character like my sister, not to mention the prince of Xing'an, is a prince and general, and he is also worthy of more than enough. ”

The more Mo Lan said this, the more difficult it was for Nalan Yue to control herself. "Sister Lan is considerate of Yue'er, and Yue'er is grateful. I've never hoped for such a blessing as Sister Lan. ”

Mo Lan said: "Each has its own life, and the blessing has its own." Maybe in the future, Yue'er's sister will marry the golden beetle son-in-law, but I won't be able to stammer. Mo Lan smiled.

Nalan Yue's heart became even heavier. He seemed to hear the eight words "each has its own life, and the blessing has its own share" echoed in the air.

Saying that it was uncomfortable, Nalan Yue left Mo Lan in a hurry.

Looking at Nalan Yue's departing figure, the smile on Mo Lan's face slowly converged.

Along the way, the tears finally fell. Nalan Yue returned to the room, slammed the door, and became sad when she lay on the table.

I don't know how long it took, Nalan Yue lifted her face full of tears. She slowly dried her cheeks with a handkerchief.

She still couldn't let go in her heart, and felt that she still went to Huo Xing'an, even if it was just to confirm Mo Lan's words, even if it was just to hear him say it himself, even if she knew that she would be sad again.

She cleaned up and hesitated for a long time before going to Huo Xing'an's yard. Unexpectedly, Huo Xing'an still didn't get up, but he heard a few servants discussing, saying that Gongzi Xing'an was going to be Master Mo's son-in-law, and he immediately had a happy wine to eat. Nalan Yue stunned the fence for a long time before leaving quietly.

Huo Xing'an slept until nearly noon, and in a blur, he saw Yue'er standing in front of the bed, choking back tears, and said to him: "Childe, Yue'er knows that you are going to marry Sister Lan, and she is very happy for you, Yue'er is leaving, please don't worry about Yue'er...... Yue'er wishes her son a happy ......"

"Yue'er!" he went to take Yue'er's hand, but he was empty.

Huo Xingan almost fell out of bed, he woke up and saw his hand stretched out of the bed. He got up in a hurry, remembered yesterday's events, and got dressed in a panic.

Yue'er ...... He muttered in his heart, a little faintly worried.

When he left the room, a servant came to inform him, saying that Master Mo had invited him to the study to talk. Huo Xingan had no choice but to go to Mo Qingyan first, thinking that he would come back and talk about it.

When they arrived at the study, Master Mo and Mrs. Zhou were there. Mo Qingyan smiled at Huo Xing'an, and had no objection when he mentioned the matter of marriage. Seeing Huo Xing'an's restless expression, Mo Qingyan was not suspicious, but he was afraid because of joy. Mrs. Zhou also said nothing about the events of that night. Huo Xing'an was in a trance, as if he was still in a dream, he coped with a few words, and then said goodbye.

Mo Qingyan had another banquet at noon, but Huo Xingan was in a hurry to go to Nalan Yue. He hurried to Nalan Yue's residence, the courtyard was empty, and the doors and windows were hidden. He hesitated, knocked on the door and called for her, but there was no one inside. He pushed the door, and there was a latch inside. Could it be that she is still asleep? Just as she was puzzled, there were footsteps coming here. He turned around and saw a little girl ring coming over, it was the girl ring who served him to change clothes that day.

"Miss Yue is sleeping. "Little girl rings.

Huo Xingan looked at the sun and was puzzled: "Did Miss Yue eat?"

Miss Yue said that she was not feeling well today, so she has been resting in the room. Madame also sent me to bring her white fungus soup. ”

"Oh, that's right. ”

"When Miss Yue gets up, she will send someone to tell you. Childe, please come back. ”

Huo Xingan glanced at the window a few times, and had to walk away gloomily.

When he came again in the afternoon, the door was still bolted. He listened, the room was quiet, and thought, forget it, let's let Yue'er have a good rest.

After a day like this, there was still no movement from Nalan Yue, and no one came to send a message to announce. The next day, Huo Xing'an got up early and went to Nalan Yue.

Knock on the door, still no one answers. asked a passing servant, and said that he hadn't seen Yue'er for a day. Huo Xingan pulled out his short sword, boldly broke the window paper, and looked in, only half of the bed could be seen, and there was a person lying sideways on the bed, Huo Xing'an called her through the window, and Nalan Yue on the bed seemed to be deaf.

Huo Xing said with peace of mind, Could it be that Yue'er already knew that Mrs. Zhou had married Mo Lan to me, and she had been angry with me? Or was she sick because of this? He secretly blamed himself and stood there at a loss.

After standing for a long time, I saw a servant who often came to bring tea to Nalan Yue. He stopped the woman and asked about Nalan Yue. The servant shook his head and said that Miss Yue'er had ordered, saying that he was unwell these days and should not be used to serve tea and food.

Huo Xing thought to himself, how could this be possible. When he saw the woman's words flickering, his heart became more suspicious. He thanked the woman and was determined to find out. He sat down in front of the door and said in his heart, I've been waiting like this, don't you come out yet?

After a while, he heard a familiar voice calling him. "Prince Xing'an!" Mo Lan walked towards him.

"Sister Lan......" He still couldn't change his words.

Mo Lan looked at him resentfully. "Childe, do you still call me sister?" her face was a little more shy than before.

Seeing Huo Xing'an's embarrassed appearance, Mo Lan smiled slightly: "I can't find you, guess you must be here with Sister Yue'er." But why are you sitting here?"

Huo Xingan pointed to the room: "I heard that Yue'er is uncomfortable, she is resting in the room, but she is just ......" He frowned, "I just haven't seen her come out, and I didn't answer when I called her." ”

"Don't worry, Gongzi Xing'an, I'll take a look for you. Mo Lan looked in front of the window and called a few times, but there was no response.

Seeing this, Huo Xingan was even more suspicious. He and Mo Lan glanced at each other, picked up the short sword, and slashed at the latch in the crack in the door. The latch was made of noodles and was split into two pieces without much effort.

"This sword is so good! Sharpen iron like clay, oh, it should be cut wood like clay. Mo Lan said, "Gongzi Xing'an, lend me this sword to play with." ”

Huo Xing'an didn't have the leisure to play with her sword, he stuffed the short sword to her, pushed the door and walked in quickly.

"Prince Xing'an," Mo Lan hurriedly stepped forward to pull him, "How can my daughter's boudoir be said to break in." She chuckled, "It's not like we ......."

Huo Xingan had no choice but to stand and see Mo Lan walk in first.

Suddenly, Mo Lan beckoned to him. He hurriedly walked to the side of the bed, and when he saw it, there was no Lan Yue on the bed, but the unfolded quilt looked like it was covering a person. Huo Xingan was shocked: "Yue'er is not in the room!" he looked at Mo Lan, "but the door is bolted inside." ”

"Yes. Mo Lan was also confused, "Sister Yue'er is playing hide and seek with us." ”

"Let's go look at the village. Huo Xingan said and walked out.

Mo Lan saw that he cared so much about Nalan Yue, and the corners of his mouth pursed unhappily, but he also went out with him.

Zhuangzi was very big, and they asked everywhere. Some Zhuang Ding said that he saw Na Lan Yue sitting by the pond, and some Zhuang Ding said that he saw her go to the woods, and no one knew where she went. After looking around like this, Huo Xing'an became more and more worried.

He let out a long sigh and said to Mo Lan, "I'm worried that Yue'er will say goodbye. ”

Mo Lan persuaded him to rest assured, saying that there was no face demon flower here, and she said that she would go and tell Mrs. Zhou and ask her to send more people to look around. Huo Xingan thanked him again and again.

Seeing that Huo Xingan was still polite to him, Mo Lan felt quite uncomfortable in his heart. But when I thought that I was about to marry him, I was much relieved. She said to Huo Xing'an: "Is Childe worried that Sister Yue'er's anger is hidden?"

Seeing Mo Lan poking at his heart, Huo Xingan was silent.

"Don't worry, Sister Yue'er is very happy to know that we are going to get married. ”

"She, already know?"

"I told her that day when you were resting in your room. ”

Huo Xing said with peace of mind, but you didn't tell me. "Did she say anything?"

"She just said hello to us. Mo Lan smiled and bowed her head.

Huo Xing'an thought, yes, what else can Yue'er say? What she has to say, I may never hear it again.

Mo Lan knew that if he couldn't find Nalan Yue for a day, Huo Xingan would be worried day by day. She said to Huo Xingan: "I'll go to my mother now, don't worry." ”

How could Huo Xingan rest assured. He fidgeted, his mood was as gloomy as the sky, and it rained again.

Mo Lan soon returned, and she handed a letter to Huo Xing'an.

Huo Xing'an opened it and saw that Juanxiu's font was written by Nalan Yue. The letter said that she was very homesick, and now she saw that her son's life had been decided, and she should be at ease.

After reading it, Huo Xing'an was puzzled: he brought Yue'er out to find out the cause of his father's death, and he refused to give up if he didn't find out what was right and wrong, and Yue'er also knew it, but there was no mention in the letter.

He asked Mo Lanxin where he came from, and Mo Lan said that it was Nalan Yue who went to say goodbye to Mrs. Zhou and asked Mrs. Zhou to hand it over to Huo Xing'an.

Huo Xingan was even more confused, and went to Mrs. Zhou's place before noon, but Mrs. Zhou didn't mention the letter. He was in a state of confusion now, and he didn't have time to think about it, but he just felt that Nalan Yue's departure was inexplicable, and he was even more worried about her safety.

Mo Lan comforted Huo Xing'an again and again. She recalled the scene with Nalan Yue, and couldn't help crying.

Huo Xingan had never seen her so sad, and when he saw her tears and pitiful appearance, he couldn't help but feel a little pity.

Zhuang Li began to prepare for the wedding, and it was a festive party. Looking at the Zhuang Ding who came in and out, Huo Xing'an was at a loss. For several days, he was just thinking about Nalan Yue, and he didn't know if she really went back to Tianmu Mountain. He wanted to look for her several times, but Mo Lan was almost always by his side, pulling him to see the newly purchased gadgets from time to time, saying that it was to relieve his boredom.

The more elated Mo Lan became, the more Huo Xingan imagined Nalan Yue's gloomy frowning, he didn't believe that Yue'er left like this, and didn't even say a word to him.

A few days later, Mo Qingyan suddenly came to ask Huo Xing'an to speak.

When I arrived at the study, I sat down to drink tea, and the two had a small meeting.

Inadvertently, Huo Xingan found that Mo Qingyan's bookcase had his short sword on it. Mo Qingyan saw that he noticed the short sword, so he asked, "This short sword belongs to the prince of Xing'an?"

Huo Xingan nodded.

"Seeing that the little girl is carving jade with it, I also took it to see. I don't know how to get this sword?"

Huo Xing thought with peace of mind, since Master Mo Zhuang was from the Qingcheng faction, he might as well tell him. "It was given to me by Brother Nie. ”

Mo Qingyan was taken aback: "You mean, Master Nie, gave it to you?" he said suspiciously, "This is the sword that Master Nie has with him, how can he give it away casually?"

"It was given to me by Brother Nie before he died. ”

"Nie Zhangmen Immortal has passed away!" Mo Qingyan looked at Huo Xing'an, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

"I didn't know that Master Mo Zhuang was a disciple of the Qingcheng faction. Huo Xing'an said.

"Who killed Nie Zhangmen, and where is Nie Zhangmen buried?" Mo Qingyan asked anxiously.

"Xing'an didn't know, Brother Nie only said that he was plotted by someone. Hung Yen buried him on an unnamed mountain. ”

Mo Qingyan sighed. "So...... Prince Xing'an and Master Nie have known each other for a long time?"

"He and I just met each other. Huo Xing'an thought of the cowhide that was snatched by Yuepo, and felt that he was entrusted by Brother Nie, and he didn't know how to explain it to the people of the Qingcheng faction. Although Mo Qingyan in front of him is a disciple of the Qingcheng faction, he has lived in the countryside for a long time, and it is inconvenient to talk about it if he is not the head of the Qingcheng faction. He really wanted to get that thing back, and then go to Qingcheng Mountain to return it to its original owner. However, he thought that the cowhide attracted Xing Po and others to snatch it, which may have a lot of mystical meaning, and it is really difficult to say whether he can get it back.

He hesitated, Mo Qingyan was aware, thinking that Xing'an was hiding something, as if there was something else unspeakable. "Well, Master Nie gave you a personal sword, and he didn't bury it, which shows that he trusts you very much. Mo Qingyan nodded and said, "Did he tell you anything else?"

Huo Xingan originally wanted to mention the robbed cowhide map, but seeing that Mo Qingyan was concerned about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, he shook his head lightly.

Mo Qingyan frowned slightly, and sighed: "Thank you Gongzi Xing'an for telling Master Nie about it, the Qingcheng faction has been looking for him." In the future, if the Qingcheng faction asks, I hope that the prince of Xing'an can help find the burial place to comfort his family. A slight smile appeared on his face, "Of course, in the future, you will already be my Mo family's uncle, this little favor, the prince of Xing'an will definitely not push back." ”

Huo Xingan nodded and arched his hand: "Definitely." Listening to Mo Qingyan's cordiality, he felt panic in his heart.

After Huo Xing'an left, Mo Qingyan slowly sat down on the chair, he felt that this matter was not trivial, and he didn't believe what Huo Xing'an said. That Nie Motian is his senior brother, who once grew up together in Qingcheng Mountain, and has a deep relationship, so he secretly grieves, and knows that Nie Motian's disappearance is related to some important internal affairs of the sect, so he doesn't dare to treat it lightly. He called the family and told them to go elsewhere and inform his two sons to return quickly.