Chapter 75 The Arrival of Gu Yanmu

In fact, she is also struggling to avoid this topic. But as long as the words are not said, there is still room for manoeuvre.

"What's wrong with this man? Didn't you hear me?" Thinking about this, she gently stamped her feet, put her hands on her lips into a horn shape and shouted loudly, "Qingtian, it's time for us to go back!" After saying that, he climbed onto the horse and waited for him.

Chu Qingtian stood in the river for a long time before the buzzing sound gradually dissipated. Hearing him this time, Mo Ziyao was urging him to go back quickly.

"Why is she in a hurry to go back? Is it to avoid the topic?" He closed his eyes, felt very uncomfortable, and comforted himself, "Her clothes are wet. She should be in a hurry to go back and change her clothes. Yes, it's still very cold. It's not good if it gets cold. So he jumped out of the water, stepped across the water, and came to the horse's back in a blink of an eye. As soon as he put the horse's belly, the horse ran to the way it came.

Along the way, the two of them never mentioned anything, as if nothing had happened. However, Chu Qingtian's heart surged and tens of thousands of thoughts in his heart. Until he was about to reach the alliance, he still decided to make it clear to Mo Ziyao that even if she did not accept herself, it was always more comfortable than being stuffed in her heart.

When they arrived in the alliance, the two got off the horse. Mo Zaiyao looked at her wet clothes and looked at Chu Qingtian apologetically and said, "Qingtian, I'll go back and change my clothes first." As soon as she took a step, her arm was wrapped around Chu Qingtian's slender fingers.

Mo Ziyao's heart trembled and she had already guessed why Chu Qingtian wanted to hold her. At this point, it seemed to be a little impathetic to block it, so she turned around and smiled at him gently: "What's wrong? Qingtian."

Chu Qingtian's hands were a little harder. He stared at Mo Ziyao's eyes for a while before he lowered his eyes and said, "You know, Yao? I don't know when my heart has been stolen by you. Although I know that you will definitely not accept me, although I know that you have been Brother Gu's fiancee, although I have no hope, I don't ask for anything. I just want to see you every day. Let me stay with you like this, okay? I just want to protect you silently, okay?"

At the end, he added another sentence: "But I respect your choice!" There is a solicitation in his tone.

After saying this, Chu Qingtian couldn't help but stop his eyes on the wooden comb and jade hairpin. He thought secretly in his heart: I used this bright means to make her accept my jade hairpin. She doesn't know now that once she understands it one day, she will hate my tricks very much. However, as long as I don't say it, others may not think so. Will you still be afraid that she will tear it off and give it back to me? Thinking of this, Chu Qingtian gradually relaxed.

Mo Ziyao's heart trembled fiercely, but he couldn't help saying it. It's just that she didn't expect this. Her heart was like a five-flavor bottle, with mixed flavors. She couldn't help sighing: How could I, Mo Ziyao, let him make this sacrifice for me?

She gently reached out and stroked Chu Qingtian's big hand, looked up at his drooping eyes and said, "Qingtian, you are so stupid. It's not worth doing this for me! You know that Mingyue is still waiting for you, and you know that I'm going to marry Brother Mu. You know me..."

Mo Ziyao's words were not finished, but she was interrupted by Chu Qingtian in a loud voice. His tone was full of displeasure, but he lowered his head and Mo Ziyao couldn't see his face clearly.

"Enough! You don't have to say any more. I've made up my mind. After saying that, he actually shook his sleeves and strode away, obviously in a bad mood.

Mo Ziyao opened her mouth in surprise and wanted to say something, but looking at his fading back, she couldn't say a word. After a while, he had to sigh slightly in his heart and turned to walk towards his residence.

......

"Zi'er..." Just as she was about to enter the small courtyard, a familiar male voice sounded behind her.

Mo Ziyao was very familiar with the sound and subconsciously turned around and looked in the direction of the sound. I saw a man in a light blue robe standing in the oblique light, holding a shining fan in his hand, with a gentle smile like the warm sun in March, and squinted at himself quietly.

Ah, he... he turned out to be Brother Mu! So he's fine. He came to see me! Mo Ziyao was so excited that she couldn't help walking towards the man.

"Zier..." The man opened his arms.

"Brother Mu..." Mo Ziyao shouted tremblingly, and suddenly fell into Gu Yanmu's arms, and then sobbed.

At the moment when she held Gu Yanmu, Mo Ziyao had the excitement of reuniting with her relatives after a long separation. Maybe Brother Mu often protects himself by his side, and he has long been attached to him like a relative, right? Mo Ziyao thought in her heart.

"Zi'er, I'm finally looking for you." Gu Yanmu said, raising her hand and gently stroked her slightly wet hair, full of tenderness. When he touched the jade hairpin in her temples and the wooden comb in front of her forehead, he paused and his handsome eyebrows twisted gently. She is already my fiancee, but why has a hairpin been inserted in her head? Has she promised to marry someone else? How is this possible?!"

When Gu Yanmu was secretly surprised, Mo Ziyao did not notice anything wrong at all.

"Hmm, hmm. I thought I would never see you again! Thank God, you're fine, otherwise, I won't forgive myself for the rest of my life. Mo Ziyao crawled on his chest and said sullenly.

Gu Yanmu's eyes left her bun. Hearing her words, it doesn't seem that she has been promised. Zi'er is simple by nature, and I'm afraid she doesn't know the meaning of this hairpin.

It's good to ask later. But now, the soft jade in his arms makes him have a sweet feeling rising from his heart, and he can't help closing his arms. Suddenly, he frowned and gently pushed her away. He stared at her clothes but still asked with a smile, "Zi'er, why are your clothes wet?"

Mo Ziyao quickly left his arms, looked at the deep and shallow water marks on his chest, and said shyly, "Today, Qingtian and I went out to walk the horse and accidentally fell into the river, so we got my clothes wet."

Gu Yanmu's face smiled, and her eyes fell on the hair accessories on her head again, and she understood eight or nine points in her heart. He sneered in his heart, but on the surface, he still had a smile. "Why are you so careless? Then go back and change your clothes quickly and be careful not to catch a cold."

Mo Zaiyao nodded obediently, and the two walked forward slowly. When they walked to the living room, Mo Ziyao smiled and said to Gu Yanmu, "Then I'll change my clothes first. You wait for me here for a while." With that, he called Yueer to come and walked in the direction of the room.

Yueer served tea for Gu Yanmu, then retreated to carefully look at the person in front of her, and then withdrew her eyes.

Gu Yanmu said thank you to Yueer, put the fan in her hand on the table, and then her eyes floated far away.

"I haven't seen Zi'er for two years. In the past two years, I have been missing her day and night. I tried my best to recover and exercise, and tried my best to ask them in front of my parents to allow me to marry Zi'er as my wife. After all, they couldn't resist me and finally agreed reluctantly on the face of my escape from death. So I look forward to seeing her as soon as possible day and night. It's just that her performance today doesn't seem to be too excited. I've tried so hard, but she still doesn't want to marry me?

Thinking of this, Gu Yanmu's mind again came to the jade hairpin and mahogany comb on Mo Ziyao's head. The originally simple jade hairpin and wooden comb were so dazzling to him. He understood that this meant that she had already made a good salute. Originally, he came here today to give her this important gift.

Mo Ziyao was born in a civilian family. Civilian families don't value girls in the first place, so girls' gifts will not worship their ancestors like the daughters of large families, so that relatives and friends gather together. Only her mother or her husband's family, which has already been Xu's family, will symbolically pull up the bangs with a poor wooden comb.

Gu Yanmu is not stupid. The jade hairpin and wooden comb appeared on Mo Ziyao's head at the same time, which only means that someone replaced him and completed the gift for her in advance. But he, as a fiance, failed to catch up. What a humiliation for him. The more he thought about it, the more angry he became. He really wanted to catch this little man who was the first to survive!

Although this person is his brother, although this person is his savior, although this is on other people's territory, although...

But this time he was really angry, furious and furious!

After a while, Mo Ziyao changed into a pink and purple dress and came out of the room.

Gu Yanmu withdrew his mind and withdrew his sight, suppressing many questions in his heart and a gentle smile at Mo Ziyao with anger.

He has always been gentle and kind in front of Mo Ziyao, with a smile on his face.

Yueer saw that there was no need for anyone to serve here, so she gently walked to the door and closed the door with her backhand.

Mo Ziyao came to Gu Yanmu and wanted to sit down, and her eyes touched the fan on the table. She picked up the fan and couldn't help sinking. What kind of material was made of so heavy? She sighed in her heart.

So he opened it to look carefully, fine workmanship, beautiful patterns, and most importantly, the frame did not seem to be an ordinary metal material, so he asked, "Brother Mu, why is this fan so heavy?"

Gu Yanmu stared at Mo Ziyao, who was playing with the fan and replied softly, "This is not a commonly used fan. This is a tungsten gold fan. The fan is woven from rare silk and bronze wire, and the fan frame is made of tungsten gold steel."

Mo Ziyao nodded and looked at the fan over and over again. Suddenly, she felt a little familiar and seemed to have seen it somewhere, but she couldn't remember it for a moment. He said to himself, "Why does this fan feel a little familiar!"

Gu Yanmu looked at her and smiled gently, "This fan was made by the master who specialized in casting weapons in the villa according to the size of Mr. Yuan's tungsten gold fan."

"Oh, I see." Mo Ziyao nodded, and a man in a dark satin robe and a beautiful smile came to her mind. That was Mr. Yuan Ling, who met him for the first time in the inn that day.

For this person, Mo Ziyao has an indescribable feeling. Sometimes he is very gentle, sometimes very cold, and sometimes reveals the king's atmosphere of contempt for all sentient beings. Although he has always been good to himself, he still has a trace of fear in his subconscious.

Presumably he is also a senior official and nobleman! Who knows that there will be a day when I will meet him, Mo Ziyao thought in her heart.

"Zi'er, what are you thinking?" Gu Yanmu asked with a smile.

Mo Ziyao gently put the fan back on the table, "No, I don't think about anything. It's just strange that Brother Mu used these things the most disdain before, why do they also use them now?"

Gu Yanmu reached out and took the fan and slowly unfolded it. "Yes, I did disdain to use any weapons before, but since that time, I have found that some things still need to be solved by force." Gu Yanmu said and turned his eyes to Mo Ziyao.

For no reason, she trembled all over. Two years ago, the nightmare-like scene flashed through her mind. She reached out and grabbed Gu Yanmu's hands and shouted gently: "Brother Mu..."

Gu Yanmu's body was obviously stunned. He looked down at the table and saw Mo Ziyao holding his big hand tightly, and his delicate little face showed a trace of panic.

Gu Yanmu's heart trembled slightly, knowing that she must have remembered all the unforgettable pains they suffered in the desert two years ago. But when I saw her holding her hands tightly, I still felt a sweetness in my heart.

He said in his heart, "It's really hard for her. I don't know that after she fell off the cliff, in addition to her eyes, there are other injuries to her body? It's my fault that I failed to protect her!" So, he gently pulled his hand and held Mo Ziyao's little hand in his palm.

Then he looked up slightly and looked at her inch by inch.

She changed into a long pink-purple skirt, embroidered with light blue peonies on the cuffs, a few auspicious clouds with silver thread, and a dense row of blue sea clouds at the hem. The chest is wrapped in a wide yellow brocade, and the body gently turns the long skirt and spreads away, but the waist is unbearable, and the body is as graceful as the wind blowing willows. Today, she has already faded away from her youth and feet, revealing that mature women should have enchanting and touching feelings.

At this time, her flexible eyes turned wisely, still as before, a little naughty and a little naughty. At this moment, he really wanted to hold her in his arms to express his deep miss for her. However, he knew that he couldn't do this, because Zier didn't like it.