Master she's getting smaller again (Rebirth)

silence.

The three finished their dinner in silence, and Fusu went to the study as usual.

Chu Yicheng walked with Mo Qing for a few laps, trying to pick up happy things to talk about, trying his best to make her happy.

In the evening, Mo Qing took a rest early.

The maid silently blew out the candle, put down the gauze lightly, and then retreated outside to wait.

Mo Qing didn't feel sleepy. She looked at the top of the tent and began to sort out the information she got recently.

First of all, the Central Plains had infiltrated the Japanese forces, and their intentions were unknown.

Secondly, Fusu is investigating the case of Xie's family. According to his appearance, the case of Xie's family seems to have another secret, which is vaguely related to Dongying.

But the case of Xie's family has happened more than ten years ago. If it is really related to Dongying, then Dongying has already spread its influence in the Central Plains more than ten years ago.This is really the case, I am afraid it will be another bloodbath.

Assuming that the Xie family's case was secretly obstructed by Dongying, what is the picture?After this incident, Luoyue Cliff and the righteous way of martial arts broke completely. Did Dongying want the break between Luoyue Cliff and the righteous way of martial arts?So what if it's messy, what's in it for him.

Mo Qing closed her eyes and fell asleep, and an incredible thought gradually emerged.

If... it is really what she thinks, then it is far more than a grudge between martial arts.

I don't know how long it took, but it was so long that she fell into a very shallow and broken dream.

The sound of extremely light footsteps was accompanied by the sound of pushing the door.Then there was the sound of the shredded clothes being taken off, the bed suddenly became heavy, and the faint and astringent medicinal fragrance floated in the air.

Mo Qing woke up suddenly, and she almost subconsciously touched the dagger on her arm, which was as thin as a cicada's wing.

The sword light and blood in the dream were still there, and she closed her eyes tiredly, and was about to pretend that she didn't know that Fusu came back to sleep, when a low and gentle voice sounded very close——

"Qiqi, is it a nightmare?"

Mo Qing didn't know how to answer for a while.Is he forgetting things too much?Do you want to write off what happened today as if it didn't happen?She is not so magnanimous, let him help Su to dream.

Mo Qing rolled her eyes, turned over and faced him with the back of her head, hugged the quilt and fell asleep with her eyes closed.

He needs to hang out for a few days.Holding the quilt, the leader was a little itchy with anger.

Fusu seemed to sigh slightly, and he whispered: "I was wrong."

His voice was so pleasant, it sounded so close to his ears, Mo Qing almost couldn't hold it back.She closed her eyes and said silently in her heart, beauty deceives others, beauty deceives others, she cannot compromise because of beauty.

"If you really want to go out, I'll take you there. Don't you know how dangerous it is today? If you come a quarter and a half late, you won't know where you are. How can I not be angry?"

"Forget it, I was wrong earlier, okay?"

Mo Qing couldn't read anymore, she just wanted to compromise immediately.But why didn't Fusu suspect her, or in other words, didn't doubt her on the surface at all?

How much did he guess about her identity?

"Brother, it's my fault. There will be no next time." Seeing that the beauty coaxed her, Mo Qing was obedient and sweet, and compromised, admitting her mistake willingly, and lying to Fusu with peace of mind.

There is no next time, and the next time will come soon.She didn't know how many times she had said this sentence to her senior brother, but it was just a lie.

Fusu just smiled, stroked the top of her hair, and said softly, "Go to sleep."

It seemed that because of the faint scent of medicine on Fusu's body, after Mo Qing fell asleep again, she had a good night's sleep.

A few days later, this unpleasant incident was forgotten by both of them.

The maple leaves at the back of the maple garden are gradually becoming autumnal. The maple leaves in the mountains are turning red, and the tips of the bright red leaves are slightly bright and yellowish, like the clouds covered by the setting sun in the afternoon.

Mo Qing was lazily lying on the soft bamboo mat, while Chu Yicheng was reading the book quietly at the side, frowning his delicate eyebrows when he saw something he didn't understand, and muttering something from time to time.

Teenagers are at the time when they are playful and uninhibited. It is really rare to see a teenager who is as self-disciplined and hardworking as Chu Yicheng.Practice martial arts in the morning, then listen to the teacher's lecture, and practice the six arts of a gentleman in the afternoon - ritual, music, archery, and numbers.Chu Yicheng really had no talent in Yuma, so he let go of this class for the time being.

Today happened to be the day for reading, so he accompanied Mo Qing to Fengyuan to play, and he didn't forget to bring "On a Gentleman".

It's so boring... Mo Qing silently turned over and sighed again.

She sat up, pushed Chu Yicheng who was reading a book, blinked and said, "Second Brother, I'm so bored, go and find a book for me to read."

"It's just right, brother still has the books I've read before, I'll go and find them for you." Chu Yicheng said he would look for them, put down the "On the Gentleman" and walked to the study.Mo Qing quickly got up and ran towards him, without feeling guilty at all: "I'm going too!"

Chu Yicheng naturally had no doubts, he took Mo Qing's hand, and smiled at her: "What book does Qi Qi want to read?"

"Painting book." Mo Qing replied without thinking, telling her to read a book full of "Zhi Hu Zhe Ye", she might as well go to sleep.

"Picture book...?" Chu Yicheng was a little embarrassed. He had never read a picture book, and he didn't know if there was any in his brother's study room. Uncle Qingyu came here often, and would bring some messy books. Maybe there was something in it. There are picture books.

The maple garden in the study is not far away. It was built according to Lanyue Lake. The lake and mountains are beautiful, and the cool autumn wind blows, bringing a few reddish maple leaves.

Until Chu Yicheng brought her in, Mo Qing still couldn't believe it.Is there no one guarding Fusu's study room?Or did he put the important documents and files elsewhere.Just looking at it this way, it is a study room, elegant and exquisite, maybe Fusu often sits here to deal with affairs, and this place is also stained with the faint medicinal fragrance of him.

The small incense burner in the study was burning with pure heart incense, and there were two or three picture scrolls hanging on the wall. Mo Qing took a quick glance, and instantly had a new understanding of Fusu.

They are full of paintings that have been lost to the world. If someone who likes to collect paintings and calligraphy sees them, they might be so excited that they would faint on the ground.These priceless picture scrolls were hung on the wall at will.

A stick of autumn osmanthus is inserted obliquely in the thin-necked suet bottle, which is elegant without losing its character.

On the small table of the wooden couch in the compartment, there is a qin with a dark red tinge, and the faint vermilion is like bright red blood.

Mo Qing raised her brows slightly.

Although she is not elegant, her master and senior brothers are all elegant people, and she has been influenced by them for a long time. She is very sure that the piano is "Canglong".There is a rumored story behind this piano, she naturally knows this story.It's just... the style of this story is very different from Fusu's.

She kept her doubts in her heart, and then saw Chu Yicheng standing on the ebony bookshelf skillfully flipping through books.

The bookshelves are so huge that they almost take up one wall.On the left is an older book, which should be an ancient book from the previous dynasty or more.Chu Yicheng just flipped through the books on the right, pulling out and putting back one by one.

Mo Qing looked up and found some books that looked different on the top right.

Her heart moved, she turned her head and said to Chu Yicheng, "Second Brother, I'm so thirsty."

"Okay, wait a minute, I'll go to the tea room and bring you some water."

Naturally, there was no maid guarding the study room, so Chu Yicheng immediately went out to fetch water for Mo Qing.

Seeing him go out, Mo Qing immediately walked to the only desk in the study.A small and exquisite seal is pressed on the rice paper. On the paper is Fusu's handwriting, which should be practiced in leisure time.He is as graceful as a frightened bird, with a strong character, and the strokes hint at three points of nobility and arrogance.

Mo Qing couldn't help but look at it for a while.After admiring it for a while, she moved extremely quickly to search for possible secret letters and information on the desk case.It was as if she had searched it all with a single flip.She knocked on the places where there might be hidden cells one by one, and the subtle knocking sound resounded in the study room. The surrounding was extremely quiet, and Mo Qing was concentrating on it, listening carefully to the movement outside the room while knocking.

Her technique is very peculiar, and she taps quickly according to the direction of the five elements and eight trigrams.

"Crack." There was an undetectable sound.

She took a closer look——

An ebony token two fingers wide lay quietly in the small dark compartment.On it is a vaguely written word - "Yan".

Yan?Mo Qing frowned slightly.Fusu's surname is Lu Mingyan, which is "yan" instead of "Yan".It can't be a typo, so whose token is it?

She silently pushed back the secret compartment lightly.

All of a sudden, she heard the almost imperceptible footsteps!

Without saying a word, Mo Qing dragged the small round stool beside him, and then stepped on it unsteadily, so that he could reach the few chic-looking books on his body.

The study room was dark for a while, and the slender shadow was reflected in the sunlight that came in from the study door.

At such a short moment, Mo Qing pulled out the two books that looked very different——

The round stool tilted, and she grabbed the two books and threw them backwards.

A quiet medicinal fragrance wafted over, and she fell into someone's arms.

From above, Fusu's slightly reproachful voice sounded: "Qiqi, what are you doing?"

"Come to look for books with my second brother!" In the chaos, Mo Qing still remembered to defend himself.

Two special books flew out, one almost hit Mo Qing, but fortunately Fu Su reached out to stop it, and the other fell to the ground.

Mo Qing got up from Fusu's arms, and was about to tell him that Chu Yicheng had gone to get her water, but when her gaze inadvertently glanced over the book in Fusu's hand, her eyeballs almost fell out.

Yufang pointed out that...

"Yufang Guidance"? ? ! !

Mo Qing instantly turned her head to look at the book that fell on the ground.

"One hundred and eight types"? ? ?

Mo Qing was silent, it turned out that Mr. Fusu was such Mr. Fusu.

She looked at Fusu silently, Fusu looked at the book in his hand, and then at the vacant place on the top of the bookshelf, his eyes were thoughtful.

Then he went to pick up the other book that had fallen on the floor.

The author has something to say: Mo Qing: Tsk tsk tsk, it’s amazing, so it’s Mr. Fusu like this

Fusu: ...

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