Concubine's elegance is peerless

Chapter 629 Mo Yan strikes up a conversation
At this time, it is the Ching Ming Festival, everything in the world is clear, cuckoos are singing in the forest, apricot blossoms are misty and rainy, and there is a beautiful scenery. Although she has something on her mind, she still decides to let herself relax for a while, and pass through like ordinary people who go out for an outing. Flower trail.

Rong Xueyi walked forward all the way, this road was along the road she escaped from the capital, but three years ago when she escaped, it was winter, and the eyes were all white, but now the ice melted and the snow was melting, and the surroundings were full of spring. My mood is also different, and the scenery I saw three years ago is also different.

She soon arrived at the pond where the gun was thrown. After three years, she didn't know if the gun was still there.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, and seeing no one around, she took off her shoes and socks, and waded slowly to find the gun.

The water in the pond was a bit deep, and she touched it for a long time before she actually touched the parts she had removed, but the gun had been soaked in the water for three years, and it was already stained and unusable.

Even so, she still touched the other parts. She washed the sludge on each part of the gun with water, dried it with a handkerchief, and then assembled the parts very skillfully. The prototype of the gun There it is.

While she was wiping, a cold male voice came from behind: "What is this?"

Rong Xueyi's eyes flickered, and this time she clearly recognized Mo Yan's voice, she felt that God likes to joke with her, she really can meet him everywhere!

She adjusted her mood and thought about what expression she should use to deal with his appearance.

He has seen her face twice, needless to say the first time, the second time they fought, he should have seen her skill, she thought about it, whether he recognized her or not, She didn't do anything to feel sorry for him, but he played with her feelings, so why should she be afraid of seeing him?

So she put the gun into the bag and said softly, "A piece of iron."

She turned around slightly, this time because Mo Yan saw her from the side, the side face still had her outline, a bit of her shadow from three years ago.

His heart beat suddenly quickened, his hands under the sleeves trembled unconsciously, and his breathing immediately became disordered. Rong Xueyi's eyes were darkened, and his hand had already touched the dagger at her waist. Let's do it, it's a big deal today!
Mo Yan saw her actions, and knew that she must hate him in her heart at this moment. If she used force against her, she would definitely die, but if he didn't force her, what should he do?
Prince Xin is extremely smart, but he has never been very good at pretending to strike up a conversation with strangers.

Mo Yan stood there without moving, and asked, "Can you show me?"

"No." Seeing that he hadn't done anything, Rong Xueyi would not take the initiative to do it, but she refused quite thoroughly: "I found this iron piece, so I can't give it to you!"

The expression on her face at this time is like that of a simple and poor country boy who picked up a treasure and was afraid that someone would snatch it away. Seeing her look, Mo Yan felt sore in his heart, so he said softly: "I just want to take a look, look at it." I'll pay you back when I'm done."

"No!" Rong Xueyi is not stupid, and she doesn't know his intentions at this time, nor does she know if he has guessed her identity, so naturally she won't let him strike up a conversation and get close at this time.

After she finished speaking, she jumped onto the donkey's back and was about to leave. She knew that the longer they stayed together, the more flaws they would have. She didn't want to have any entanglements with him anymore.

(End of this chapter)