"His Royal Highness King Li, these are watermelons from Xucheng, they just arrived today, and tonight is the fifteenth, Your Highness can enjoy the moon and taste watermelons. The maid of Liwang's Mansion brought a cut watermelon, and the respectful Chaoyu Wenche said.

The air was instantly filled with the sweet aroma of watermelon, Yu Wenche stretched out his hand and pointed to the table to signal the maid to put it away, and then said in a deep voice: "Well, I know, you can put it here." ”

After the maid retreated, Yu Wenche picked up a piece of watermelon and put it in front of Tao Weaving, and then said, "Taste it, our watermelon in Xucheng is particularly sweet." ”

At this moment, Yu Wenche is like a melon seller, selling his own things, but Momoori looked at the watermelon and didn't move, because her mind was not on this watermelon at the moment, her eyes were on Yu Wenche's eyes, and she said, "What did the maid who brought the watermelon say just now?"

"She said let's enjoy the moon and eat melons. Yu Wenche said lightly.

"No, it's not this sentence, the previous sentence!"

"Well, it's fifteen tonight. ”

"Yes, it's fifteen tonight?" Momoori asked, frowning.

"Yes. ”

"Oh my God, I almost forgot such an important thing. Momoori took out the hexagram plate and put it in front of Yu Wenche, "This hexagram plate can sense the direction of the pure dust bead in the middle of the night tonight, which is a great opportunity for us to find out the secret murderer, fortunately, the maid just talked about it, otherwise I would have almost made a mistake." ”

Yu Wenche looked at the hexagram plate with a suspicious expression, "Hmm, strange, how can you have an old man's hexagram?"

"The old man's hexagram? the old man you keep talking about....... Who is it?" Momoori asked, tilting her head and looking at it cutely.

Yu Wenche replied: "He is my master, I don't know what his name is, so I keep calling him old man." ”

"What, you mean that the old man is your master?" Momoori's beautiful face was full of incredulity.

"Old man Xuanji, then I don't know. Yu Wenche shrugged and said.

"Is she white-haired and white-bearded?" Momoori asked.

"It's true that there are white hair and white beards, but there are so many people with white hair and white beards in the world that it doesn't prove that it's him. Yu Wenche said in a deep voice.

"But you have seen this hexagram in my hand, and there is also a Qingxin ballad, this song has long been lost, if the old man Xuanji will, and then teach you, it is very likely. Momoori said slowly.

"Maybe he is, he's elusive, I haven't seen him since I left the mountain, it's been several years. Yu Wenche said indifferently, but his tone gradually became lower, and he didn't know how his master was doing recently, whether he still loved to drink so much, and when he mentioned it at first glance, he still remembered him a little.

He moved his gaze to Momoori's face, her long eyelashes flashing under the candlelight, her puffy little face made people want to kiss it, she suddenly smiled, like a child who got candy, playful and cute.

"Maybe this is fate in the dark. Momoori smiled and said happily, her original purpose of coming to Nanjing Kingdom from Bailing Mountain was to find the old man Xuanji, and her luck was very good, not only found the old man Xuanji, but also met his apprentice by chance.

Yuwen Chejun's face was a little hot, and his head kept echoing the two words that Momoori said, "Yuan...... Divide...... His and hers...... Fate?"

At this moment, he suddenly had a bold idea, he blushed slightly, and asked with some embarrassment: "You...... Do you have a sweetheart?"