In addition to beauty, she also has a mold

Pulling down his sleeves to cover his arms, and holding the medicine in his palm, Qin Feng muttered: "No one would think that being bitten by a poisonous mosquito is something worth being happy about."

He didn't want to discuss such a boring issue, especially the annoying mosquitoes. In summer, he hated the mosquitoes that buzzed in his ears and disturbed his dreams.

He stretched his head and glanced inside, but there was no one inside.

"Lou... where are they?"

Zhao Wuling adjusted his sleeves slowly and methodically, and replied calmly.

"He said he had something urgent to do, so he hurried down the mountain."

"Oh……"

Tan Feng nodded suspiciously and asked, "Where are your people, Mr. Marquis?"

Zhao Wuling said calmly: "Lou Yuan is not familiar with this place. It is easy to get lost especially at night, so someone needs to guide you."

So, Han Yi and the others escorted Lou Yuan down the mountain.

Urgent?

Besides finding Gu Hali, what other urgent matters could Lou Yuan have?

Thinking of this, Tan Feng secretly squeezed the medicine bottle tightly, feeling vaguely uneasy in his thoughts.

Could it be that they have found Guhari's hiding place...

It seemed that he had to go down the mountain as soon as possible.

"Little Marquis, please stay here for a while, and I will drive away the mosquitoes in your courtyard so that you can rest peacefully."

After that, regardless of whether Zhao Wuling agreed or not, Gu Zi walked under the shade shed, lit the mugwort again and smoked it. The choking smell filled the entire courtyard, but he walked around like a normal person.

Zhao Wuling stood at the door, staring at the moving figure quietly, his eyes burning more and more.

When Qin Feng went out, Zhao Wuling was no longer at the door. He looked around and found a person standing under the bodhi tree in front of the temple. The night wind swept by and rolled up the jade-white clothes, adding to the dim profile. A bit mysterious.

From the back of the Zhilan Yushu, Tan Feng felt endless loneliness.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew across his face. He calmed down, walked quickly to the bodhi tree, and said, "The mosquitoes have been driven away. You can go back to the house to rest."

Hearing the sound, Zhao Wuling glanced sideways slightly, his eyes as deep as a well.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Qin Feng pretended to yawn and said tiredly: "It's getting late, so I'll go back and rest first. Then, you can enjoy the scenery slowly here, and I won't disturb you. I'll take my leave." "

Tan Feng turned around and was about to leave, but before he took even half a step, he was called by Zhao Wuling.

"and many more."

He paused, his heart suddenly pounding, and he burst into laughter.

"What are your orders, little Marquis?"

"Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival." Zhao Wuling said.

The sudden words had no beginning or end, which made him very puzzled.

"Yes, that's right."

Zhao Wuling stared at him deeply for a while, then looked at the moon hidden in the dark clouds, and couldn't help but refuse in his tone.

"Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. Please accompany me to enjoy the moon."

Tan Feng opened his mouth. Even if he had 1 excuses, he knew he couldn't leave.

In order to serve the master, Qin Feng diligently ran to his room to bring a chair, while he himself sat on a small wooden stool that was shorter, waving a cattail leaf fan in his hand, just like a young man from aristocratic family waiting beside him. little minion.

Not only is the wind strong on the mountain, but the chirping of insects is also endless.

Tan Feng had something on his mind, and the more he listened, the more irritated he became. It could be seen that Zhao Wuling had a look of enjoyment on his face, and he had a plan in mind.

"Little Marquis, let me sing you a song."

Zhao Wuling suddenly glanced at him, seeming a little surprised.

"Okay."

"Eh, come on."

Tan Feng felt happy, as long as he coaxed the person to sleep, he could escape.

While shaking the cattail leaf fan rhythmically, he hummed a northern ballad. The ballad was learned by his third uncle from a girl from a small country in the north. The song was mostly about longing for those who left his hometown, but the melody was not overly so. Sadness, on the contrary, is clear and gentle.

After the song ended, Zhao Wuling looked at him thoughtfully. "Who are you missing?"

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, then replied with a smile: "I'm really sorry for asking you to see what's on my mind. You also know that I have been wandering around since I was a child, and the one I want to see the most is my mother, but when I come back Half a year ago when I got home, my mother was gone, and to be ashamed to say, I can no longer remember what my mother looked like."

There are tears in the smile, which is not unreal.

But he couldn't tell how much of it was true or false.

Zhao Wuling looked at his bitter expression, a trace of unbearability flashed in his eyes, and he looked away at the bodhi tree above his head, the whirling leaves disturbing his mind.

"I remember."

Qin Feng tilted his head: "Huh?"

Zhao Wuling's profile was clear and clear, and his eyes were quiet and melancholy, with a restrained light.

"I remember your mother's appearance. She was very beautiful. She has the beauty of a daughter but also the heroism of a man. You are very similar to her."

"My father and brother said the same thing."

Tan Feng pretended to smile implicitly: "Brother said that I look the most like my mother. Every time he sees my face, he can't get angry."

"Really."

Zhao Wuling raised his eyebrows, his eyes passing over his face, and he quietly became serious.

There was no word for a long time, and Qin Feng thought he was asleep. When he stretched out his hand to test, Zhao Wuling suddenly made a sound.

"What do you think of my life experience?"

stains.

This is a taboo topic, no one dares to mention it on weekdays, let alone in front of me.

But Zhao Wuling seemed to have no intention of letting him go. He sat up and stared at him with a heavy gaze: "Aren't you usually eloquent? I would like to know, what do you think about this matter?"

There was no way to escape, and Qin Feng wasn't stupid either. He stuck his head out for nothing.

"If I say something wrong, please don't offend me."

"Ah."

Zhao Wuling chuckled and nodded in agreement: "Okay, no matter what you said, I will not blame you."

Even after winning the "gold medal for immunity from death", Qin Feng knew not to talk nonsense. In addition, he was in a hurry to go down the mountain and didn't have much time to think about Zhao Wuling's family affairs, so he gave a few comments casually.

"I think your mother must be beautiful and smart. You have inherited your mother's advantages. Therefore, the person Anle Hou should thank the most is your mother. Your mother gave birth to such an outstanding person. The young masters in the Hou Mansion are really grateful. If something happens to the Hou Mansion, you will have to come forward to find out."

Zhao Wuling shook his head helplessly: "Flattery, flattery."

"I'm telling the truth."

Tan Feng lied without a blushing face and secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the smile on Zhao Wuling's lips.

Zhao Wuling looked at the moonlight with a smile and said abruptly: "I went to Jiangning when I was a child."

Qin Feng's heart skipped a beat, but then he heard Zhao Wuling continue: "Everyone knows that I was an impulsive mistake made by Anlehou, and that I am a shameless illegitimate son, so he tried every means to get my mother and I to leave the capital, but my mother refused. If I leave, I will have someone send me to Jiangning. Jiangning has "

"Cough cough."

Why are you talking about these secret things all of a sudden?
Qin Feng quickly stopped: "Little Marquis, it's late at night, it's time to rest."

Leaning proudly on the back of his chair, Zhao Wuling smiled indifferently and said calmly: "I have a cousin named Jiang Yao. Her father is my mother's adopted brother. They met in Liangzhou when they were young. I have been a good friend for many years. The ancestral home of the Jiang family is Jiangning, so after going to Jiangning, I lived with the Jiang family for a while. When Ayao moved to Jinzhou with her father, I returned to the capital."

Faced with this situation, there was really nothing he could do, and it was not good not to talk to him. Tan Feng had no choice but to ask casually: "Then you should be familiar with Jiang Ning, right?"

Zhao Wuling replied: "I can't say that I'm familiar with him. When I was in Jiangning, I didn't like to go out. Except for Ayao who would force me to go out, most of the time, I stayed in my room."

"That's it"

Tan Feng wanted to say something pitiful, but shut up in time.

Noble people cannot listen to the pity of the people below.

He couldn't comment on Zhao Wuling's mother's affairs at will, so he just talked about her.

"The little Marquis' cousin must also be a beauty, right?"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Zhao Wuling's frown. He was trying to bear the illusion of being annoyed, but he smiled and said, "Forgive me, little Marquis, but that's how I am. I don't have many hobbies, I only love wine and beauties."