Chapter 40 Go to the South

"Gu Moli, what are you doing! Stop it!" At this time, a man came hurriedly not far away. Before he arrived, a harsh voice had already come.

The person who came is Gu Yanmu.

Gu Moli loosened Mo Ziyao's arm, put his hands on his hands, narrowed his eyes and looked at Gu Yanmu, who was getting closer and closer.

Gu Yanmu hurried forward in three steps and two steps, pulled Mo Ziyao, who was full of tears, into her arms, and comforted her in a low voice with pity in her eyes, "It's okay, Zier, I said that I won't let you be wronged again. Believe me, and I won't let you be wronged again!"

Mo Ziyao snuggled in Gu Yanmu's arms and felt uncomfortable. She bit her lips, reached out to wipe away the tears hard, and looked up at Gu Yanmu and said, "Brother Mu, let's go back!"

Listening to Mo Ziyao's words, a strange emotion suddenly flashed in Gu Moli's eyes, but it soon disappeared.

Gu Yanmu clenched his hands and looked at Gu Moli in front of him and said in a low voice, "Don't think that you are my father's favorite disciple, and you can do whatever you want. I don't care who you like to provoke in this village, but you can't touch Zi'er! She is my wife who has never passed the door. I will not allow anyone to hurt her, no matter what festivals you have before, but from today on, I don't want to see you again. Please disappear in front of us immediately!"

Gu Moli raised his eyebrows and still looked at Gu Yanmu coldly and said blankly, "Brother Yan Mu, you don't need to remind me to say goodbye!" After saying that, Gu Moli directly used Qinglian Seventeen and floated past the lake. The white shadow disappeared in a flash, as if he didn't want to stay for a moment.

Mo Ziyao looked at Gu Moli's back and felt a little disappointed. She didn't understand why no matter how Gu Moli hurt her, she always couldn't hate him. Some were just secretly sad.

"Ziyao, your arm! ...How can this Gu Moli do something to such a little girl like you?" Gu Yanmu looked at Mo Ziyao's red and swollen arm, and anger flashed in his eyes.

Mo Ziyao also looked down at her red arm and smiled bitterly. Son, I'm fine. Let's go!"

"Zi'er, why did you call me the eldest son again? Let's call me Brother Mu just like before! I like to hear you call me that." Gu Yanmu gently rubbed the redness and swelling on Mo Ziyao's arm, concealing his anger just now, and a smile appeared on his face.

Mo Ziyao's face changed slightly, broke away from Gu Yanmu's hand, jumped away from his arms, suddenly knelt on the ground, and said urgently, "Sir, you are the master of slaves. It's really rebellious to call him a great rebellion. I just offended you. Please punish me!"

When Mo Ziyao called her brother, he was still very excited, but after listening to Mo Ziyao's words deliberately keeping a distance between the two, his excitement seemed to have been splashed with cold water and completely cooled down.

He gently helped Mo Ziyao up from the ground and frowned slightly and said, "Zier, don't do this, okay? I have never treated you as a slave! Remember, you are my fiancee, and I will marry you after you. Also, don't call yourself a slave in front of me in the future!" The tone gradually became firm.

"But I..."

"Don't say any more, that's the decision. Let's go. I'll ask Uncle Liu to apply medicine for you, otherwise your arm will be swollen for a few days. After Gu Yanmu finished speaking, he couldn't help pulling Mo Ziyao to his Mutianyuan.

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In order to apply Mo Ziyao's arm, it passed like this all morning.

Mo Ziyao sat in the hall and was also very moved to see Gu Yanmu running forward and behind for this small injury on her arm. Thinking that I was still deliberately alienated from him, I gradually felt guilty.

Mo Ziyao secretly said in her heart, "Although I don't know Gu Yanmu well, he is another person who is really good to me besides Li Wei. Brother Mu is called Brother Mu. I don't suffer losses, just want to be his wife? ..." Mo Ziyao thought of this and shook her head like a wave drum.

Gu Yanmu came over, patted Mo Ziyao's little shoulder, smiled and said, "Zi'er, what are you thinking? Have you packed everything? We are ready to go!"

"Oh, it's all packed, just this bag, Brother Mu, do you need me to bring anything else for you?" Mo Ziyao grabbed the chair on the table and jumped down, blinking her eyes.

Gu Yanmu raised his eyebrows slightly. Obviously, he was very happy. He reached out to take the bag in Mo Ziyao's hand and took her little hand and said, "It's all packed up. Let's go now!"

Mo Ziyao was still a little unaccustomed to being led by Gu Yanmu, but looking at his happy side face, Mo Ziyao still followed his wishes. She gently pouted her little mouth and said "er".

Gu Yanmu is really a very careful man. This time, because he wanted to take Mo Ziyao on the road with him, he specially chose a wide and neat carriage, which was also paved with bedding and cushions. He was afraid that Mo Ziyao would be idle all the way, so he specially selected several books for her to read. Dry food, water and so on are also well prepared.

As soon as Mo Ziyao entered the car, she saw a small bed covered with thick bedding. Her eyes were shining, she hurriedly kicked off her shoes, ran to Xiao** and lay down, and her little face was full of excitement. She turned over, lay flat on the little **, and said excitedly, "It's really the right choice this time. That's great! I'm going to start my travel career!" After saying that, Mo Ziyao shouted out directly.

Gu Yanmu outside the car heard Mo Ziyao's excited scream and raised her sexy lips slightly. He jumped on the carriage, pulled the reins, turned around and said through the curtain, "Zi'er, sit tight! Now, let's move on to our journey!"

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When it was dark, they finally arrived at the first destination: Luotian City. After a night's rest, the next day, the two of them headed for the south again.

Because they drove a carriage, and Gu Yanmu considered that Mo Ziyao was a girl and was afraid that she could not stand the fatigue of the car, she deliberately slowed down the speed of the road.

On this day, Mo Ziyao also finished reading the book carried in the car and was tired of lying down. She was really bored. She opened the curtain and ran to Gu Yanmu and sat down.

Looking at the beautiful scenery on both sides of the road, I suddenly became happy. She shook her two little feet and couldn't help humming the episode in "Princes Pearl": "Today's weather is so sunny, with beautiful scenery everywhere; butterflies are busy, bees are busy, birds are busy, and white clouds are also busy; the hooves of the pony are fragrant flowers, and the horses' hoofs are fragrant; camels in front of her are flocks, and camels The bell jingles, jingles; this also sings, that also sings, the wind also sings, and the water also sings..."

"Hu..." Gu Yanmu suddenly grabbed the horse and stopped. Looking at Mo Ziyao in surprise, "Zi'er, where did you learn the song at this time? The style of music is so special!"

Ah? This is... I made it up myself. It's sung casually. Brother Mu, don't laugh at me!" Mo Ziyao originally wanted to tell him that this was a song in the TV series, but on second thought, Gu Yanmu would not know that she was not from this world, so she found an excuse randomly.

"No, you sing beautifully, and this song is very lively and cheerful, which is quite suitable for you to sing. Oh, by the way, there is a lyre in the car. Take it out. I think you are so talented in music. Why don't you teach me how to play the piano?"

"Hehehe..." When Mo Ziyao heard Gu Yanmu want to teach her how to play the piano, she couldn't help laughing proudly.

"Brother Mu, I don't want to lie to you, but in fact... In fact, I can play the piano. Miss has taught me a long time ago! Er, by the way, we also made a song ourselves! Do you want me to play it for you?"

Gu Yanmu's eyes suddenly widened and couldn't believe it. He suddenly smiled and said, "Oh? Can you compose music yourself? It really surprised me!"

With that, Gu Yanmu went into the carriage and took out a piano from under the bed. He handed it to Mo Ziyao and said, "Let me listen to the bullets you wrote yourself!"

Mo Ziyao took a playful look at Gu Yanmu and put Qin Ping on her legs. She lowered her head and brewed her emotions, and then raised her green jade fingers to play with the strings, and the sound of the piano poured out as smooth and leisurely as running water.

Mo Ziyao also raised her head at this time, looked at the mountains in the distance and sang in a shallow voice:

"People say that the strings are like thoughts, and the time is chaotic and sparse;

Qingming's heart is boundless, and the hibiscus tent Manhuaxiang lamp is miserable;

Tears stained yours, singing like years, sad and happy;

It's difficult to think about it, and it's a long death. Who wants to think about it?

In an instant, my whole life became a fantasy, speechless to the sky, and fell all the red face;

Flying flowers are disabled, leaving three thousand dreams"

After a song, the lingering sound surrounded the green mountains and green water, and it took a long time to disperse.

Gu Yanmu sat in the carriage but suddenly lost his mind. After a long time, he slowly came to his senses. His eyes gradually turned to heat up. Suddenly, he reached out and took Mo Ziyao to his arms and hugged her tightly.

Before Mo Ziyao understood what was going on, she was held in her arms by Gu Yanmu. She held up her hands and began to struggle hard to get rid of his bondage. But Gu Yanmu ignored it, but his arms tightened more and more tightly.

Mo Ziyao felt that she was about to be unable to breathe. She suddenly screamed, "Brother Mu, what are you doing? Let go of me. I can't breathe!"

Gu Yanmu's arms stiffened and relaxed his arms slightly. He stared at Mo Ziyao's eyes and said, "Zier, did you fill in this word?"

Mo Ziyao didn't understand why he asked this and said honestly, "No, I just composed the lyrics written by the young lady."

"Is it her?" Gu Yanmu's thoughts were a little far away, and soon he came to his senses. He gently helped Mo Ziyao pull the hair that fell on her forehead behind his ear and sighed, "Zier, I don't know why you make such a desolate song, but I want to tell you that I won't be so sad in the future. I want you to be happy every day. Life!"