Wangmen Xianfei

Chapter 58

Lianxia smiled, saying that he is helping is not considered helping, he is considered a guest on this boat.Since she couldn't make up her mind to expel the guests, she had no choice but to ask the host.

A cool and casual voice came from inside the door: "Let him in."

As soon as the young master heard this voice, surprise flashed in his eyes.Lianxia next to him didn't notice this, and stretched out her hand to lead him forward: "Please, my lord."

The door of the wing room opened slowly, revealing the woman on the couch inside.

She was wearing a water-blue dress and lying on the side of the long couch, her skirts were scattered in a mess, a pure white snow-white marten with no variegation was lying obediently in her arms, and her dark round eyes were staring at the stranger.She slowly caressed Xue Bai Er'er's body with her fingers, with a pleasant smile on her lips, her pupils turned to look at him, with a flash of surprise.

With such a sight, he didn't think she was vulgar, but rather cute.

"It's you."

As the door closed, the two suddenly said in unison.

The faces of Mu Qingli and the young master flashed surprise again, and then they were relieved at the same time.They all understand that the other party has indeed seen themselves, but they have not seen each other face to face.

Mu Qingli lazily got up from the couch, waved his hands and said, "Please sit down."

The young master nodded, found a chair beside him and sat down, Nuan Qiu poured tea for him and placed it on the table in front of him.He is a born noble son, no matter where he is, he is naturally expensive.The young master looked up at her in front of him.He had been waiting at Chunfeng Pavilion some time ago but no one accepted the appointment, so he planned not to get involved with her affairs anymore.Unexpectedly, after a farewell, a chorus would connect the two of them together again.

Mu Qingli let him scrutinize, and at the same time scrutinized him.He has a great appearance and a cold temperament.Nobility is engraved in the bones, and pride is permeated in the flesh.The first time she saw these eyes in Wan Yaoxuan, she thought that his appearance was absolutely extraordinary, but now it seems that she still wants to be humble.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Mu Qingli played with Xue Baier as if he didn't know what to do.

The young master saw her fair and clear profile, and her eyes were smiling comfortably, like a water lily, peaceful and bright.Slowly said: "My name is Dongfang Mo."

Mu Qingli raised his eyes and nodded, and then suddenly saw him reaching out to touch the teacup on the table, his fingers slowly rubbing against it, the movements were skillful and safe.Mu Qingli narrowed his pupils and looked at his palm carefully.

After watching for a while, I saw that he didn't speak, he was as quiet as a wood carving.Mu Qingli asked with a slight eyebrow: "What are you hesitating about?"

Dongfang Mo's fingers paused, and surprise flashed in his eyes.

Mu Qingli looked at him deeply, and asked again: "You also wrote the words on Song Rui's silk scarf last time?"

Dongfang Mo nodded, and looked into her darkening eyes: "That's right."

Mu Qingli fell silent suddenly. After all, such a thing is a bit unbelievable, but even she is here, so she can say that it is inconceivable for others to appear here?But if it was him, why did he seem to have changed and couldn't recognize her?Or maybe her appearance has changed, and her behavior is not consistent with the original, so she can't recognize her?
"My name is Mu Qingli, I am in the clouds of Shu Mountain, Three Thousand Flying Cranes, Ice Canyon."

Dongfang Mo was unmoved, and remained silent for a while, frowning slightly, and asked Mu Qingli, "What else do these words mean?"

"You don't understand?" Mu Qingli asked back.Is not it?Then his words, his habitual behavior, and the drizzle Aoki music, why is that?
Dongfang Mo looked at her shaking his head and nodding again, squinting his eyes, his melancholy deepened: "I don't understand but feel inexplicably familiar, what Miss Mu knows, can you tell me?"

Do not understand but are familiar with?
Could it be that he lost his memory?

Mu Qingli smiled in relief, why bother to care about that?Everyone has his own journey, even if he comes, he also has his own path.What's the use of talking more now, if you remember it, you remember it, if you don't remember it, you don't remember it.

Shaking his head, Mu Qingli smiled and said, "It's nothing, just forget it if you don't understand." Ignoring the flash of dissatisfaction on Dongfang Mo's expression, he lowered his eyebrows and continued to tease her little mink, easily changing the subject: "Master Dongfang is here It's not to tell me these things, if there is nothing else, I won't send it."

Dongfang Mo looked at her deeply for a moment, and asked: "I want to ask that song, but it is in your hands." After a pause, he said: "Can the prescriptions of those medicinal materials be sold?"

Two questions, I want to stay for a while, why?In order to clarify the doubts in my heart?still……

Mu Qingli shook his head, since this is the case, there is no need to entangle him any longer.She tilted her head and smiled slightly, and said, "I don't know about that either. A businessman gave me that song, and that businessman asked me to get that medicinal material for her. As for the prescription, she is the only one who has it."

Dongfang Mo pursed his lips and said, "I don't know who the businessman Miss Mu is talking about."

Mu Qingli blinked, with a somewhat mysterious expression on his face: "You should also know about summer iced tea, right? That person's is what makes that iced tea."

Dongfang Mo paused following her sudden playful expression, calmly opened his eyes sideways, and said calmly, "I don't know if you can introduce that person to me."

"She came and went without a trace, and I can't help it." Mu Qingli replied irresponsibly.

Dongfang Mo was silent.No one knew whether what she said was true or not, but whether it was true or not, her behavior and words all showed evasion, and she obviously didn't want to say more.

"If that's the case, I'll find it myself." Dongfang Mo stood up, wearing the Qinglan brocade robe without any creases.Standing in front of her, her phoenix eyes were as bright as ice crystals and cold, and said plainly: "If Miss Mu needs to find me, she can say in the Wanyaoxuan: Sunrise in the east, and the ink is blue."

His back is loose, straight but not stiff, and his black hair falls like a waterfall on his shoulders.

The door of the side room "creaked!" closed, and the two guards outside the door stood beside him.Dongfang Mo paused, and looked back at the closed wing, feeling puzzled and regretful.Withdrawing his eyes, he got off the boat and returned to the bamboo raft.

The green bamboo raft, simple and elegant, floats away gradually like a little green leaf in the brocade and prosperity in the painting boats all over the lake.

In the painting boat.

Lianxia couldn't help asking Mu Qingli: "Miss, why did you lie to that Young Master Dongfang?"

(End of this chapter)