Article 184

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Xue Zhengyi also smiled at her, but there was no smile in his eyes: "You are a rough person, don't mind the immortal."

The featherman Shangxian smiled, raised his hand to take an orange, peeled it carefully, and handed it to Xue Zhengyi: "Then you and I will each take a step back. It is absolutely impossible for them to be free as before. It's really not right. I'll have people bring Xia Sini out immediately. Mo Weiyu and Xia Sirui live in Lingxiao Pavilion, which is a place for entertaining guests. But I have to send someone to watch carefully, and I can't let the two of them leave the pavilion. Half a step. How about this?"

Xue Zhengyi was silent for a while, raised his hand, paused slightly in mid-air, and finally took the orange.

Although the Ling Xiao Pavilion is a place for hospitality, the Peach Blossom Spring does not always have guests. Therefore, the cabinet has been deserted for a long time. Since Shangxian agreed to let them move here first, Mo Ran planned to clean up the house first. After the cleaning is done, go pick up Chu Wanning.

Xue Zhengyi and Xuanji still had important matters to discuss, and Mo Ran went to Lingxiao Pavilion with Shi Mo under the watchful eye of a few feathermen.

Lingxiao Pavilion is located in the northwest of Taohuayuan. Outside the forest is full of flowers, and the haze is like brocade.

"Good place, I won't be wronged if I live like this." Mo Ran said with a smile.

The teacher sighed: "How can you not be wronged? You obviously didn't kill the person, but you wronged the good person. It's a pity that the master can't come. If he comes, there will be no need for the first trial with Tianwen, and the truth will be revealed." It's obvious."

"Haha, Shi Mo's thinking is too simple. Tianwen is a supernatural power. Although it has the effect of drawing out the truth, it will not work. It all depends on whether the caster has the intention to interrogate. Do you think those birdmen will be willing to let my master Come to interrogate me? Will they believe it?"

"...That's true."

Seeing that the sun was about to set, Mo Ran started to clean up the house, and Shi Mo was helping.

It's strange to say that when Mo Ran finished cleaning the house and sat down to take a sip of tea for a rest, he suddenly realized that he was not secretly happy because he was able to get along with his junior sister alone, nor did he have any charming thoughts.

This cognition can't help but make Mo Ran choke, and the tea almost didn't spit out.

The junior sister was startled: "What's wrong?"

"No, it's nothing." Mo Ran waved his hands again and again, but he complained incessantly.

Could it be that he has been practicing with Chu Wanning for a long time, and he has become Liu Xiahui? Look at this Lingxiao Pavilion, it is located in a remote place, there is no one around, the peach blossoms are swaying, and there are lonely men and widows. In the past, he must have had a good time with his teacher before he started to get down to business.

What happened recently? It shouldn't be so pure and ascetic...

Mo Ran scratched his head.

The teacher blinked.

With four eyes facing each other, Mo Ran grinned honestly, and Li Dianrong was very cute: "The peach blossoms outside are beautiful, I will pick one for you to take away."

The teacher said: "Grass and trees also have feelings, let them bloom on the branches."

"Well...you are right, then, then don't pick it!"

After sitting for a while, Mo Ran tried his best to talk to him again, but found that the days of seeing each other were less, and there was nothing to mention.

Raising his eyes, he suddenly saw Shi Mei sweating because he helped him take care of the house. He couldn't bear it, and took out a handkerchief from his arms and handed it to him.

"Wipe off your sweat."

"..." Shi Mo looked down, saw Mo Ran nervously pinching the handkerchief, couldn't help but smiled, and said warmly, "Thank you."

So he took the handkerchief and wiped his forehead lightly.

The veil is soft and soft to the touch, and it is made of excellent silkworm silk. After the teacher used it, he said: "I will take the veil back, and I will return it to you after washing it."

"Okay, okay." Mo Ran responded in a loud voice, and his flattery to the teacher went deep into the bone marrow, and became an instinct, "If you like it, you can do it if you don't."

The teacher smiled and said: "I'm afraid this is inappropriate, you see that the handkerchief is so well made..." He said while unfolding the handkerchief, preparing to smooth the fine folds and fold it again.

However, when the slender white fingers wiped the handkerchief that had just been unfolded, Shi Mo was stunned, and said "huh?" softly.

"What's wrong?"

Shi Mei paused, raised his eyes and smiled and said, "Ah Ran really wants to give me this handkerchief?"

"Take it if you like it. Mine is yours." Mo Ran is very generous.

The smile in the teacher's eyes is faint: "Borrowing flowers to offer Buddha, you are not afraid that the master will beat you if he finds out."

"What?" This time it was Mo Ran's turn to be stunned, "What borrowing flowers to offer Buddha? What does this have to do with Master?"

"Look for yourself." The teacher's tone was a little unclear, "When did the master give you his handkerchief for such a big crabapple flower?"

Chapter 74

"..."

The ink burns dumbfounded.

After a long time, he scratched his ears and blushed and came back to his senses, and waved his hands again and again: "No, that, I don't know, this is not my handkerchief, so where is my handkerchief? ... Me, me, oh , I really couldn't wash it off even if I jumped into the yellow river..."

He stared at the silk handkerchief embroidered with faint traces of begonia flowers, but he couldn't remember why he had such an extra item. After thinking about it for a long time in a hurry, he suddenly slapped his head.

"ah!"

"……What's wrong……"

"I remembered!" Mo Ran breathed a sigh of relief, took the handkerchief back from Shi Mo's hand, and said with a smile, "I'm sorry, this handkerchief is really not mine, so I can't give it to you."

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