148 impeccable

Her eyes involuntarily fixed on Wanying, the last one.

Mo Xiyi looked over and said, "Wanying, what's wrong with your head? Didn't you sleep in a daze and hit the mountain stone?

Everyone laughed.

Wanying pouted: "No, prince. Wanying slept well in the room today, but suddenly the cold porcelain lotus lamp on the wall fell down and hit the maidservant's head. The maidservant thought it was harmful, but when she looked along the small hole, she only saw that it was dark inside, and the maidservant didn't know what was going on..."

Everyone was also confused, but Mo Xi suddenly laughed.

Luo Wener didn't know why, but she shook the fan and kept looking at herself.

She blinked and suddenly understood that her cheeks were burning.

"Okay, you go down first and let me enjoy the moon with the beauty."

The six people bowed their knees and said "yes" respectfully. They only took a step back and disappeared into the night like a shadow.

Luo Wen'er looked at the lighty ground in surprise: "Did they really leave?"

"I can't bear to disturb me and the beauty, and I'm leaving."

Luo Wener bit her lip... It seems that if she wants to escape according to her ability, she is as whimsical.

Mo Xi seemed to be missing. He only picked up the jade pot leisurely and slowly poured water into the cup.

The tea floats and sinks, like a dancer's dress spinning.

When the water is quiet, they all unfold like a lid and stand at the bottom of the cup, more like a beautiful girl.

The aroma is slowly and leisurely, light but intoxicating, and the breath changes. At the beginning, it is extremely shallow and gradually thick. It inadvertently penetrates into the heart and spleen, making people feel this fragrance from the inside out.

"Most ordinary tea needs to be boiled or three to see its mellowness, while Ceylon drunken fat is the best when it is boiled. Just like people, it is always the best to see it for the first time, and it is always best when you don't understand it. Once it goes deep, just like this tea, it is either more and more and more tasteless. So it's better to stop abruptly at the brightest time, or don't touch it at all, and don't touch it anymore..."

When Luo Wener saw him holding the tea cup, she didn't seem to be talking to her, but as if she was talking to herself, but it seemed to have a deep meaning.

She was silent for a moment: "It's not true. If you love its tea, you should not only love its initial fragrance, but also its withered silence. Maybe its color fades and the fragrance fades, but it has never been for others, but has dedicated the best of its life to you, which is enough.

Mo Xi's fingertips trembled, looked at her meaningfully, and suddenly smiled: "If that's the case, you might as well taste it together. Ceylon is drunk, and the royal palace is rare.

Seeing that the long finger gently pushed the jade cup to her hand, Luo Wener hesitated for a moment and took the tea cup.

The tea is still hot, but the tea cup is warm and cool.

She sighed that this was a treasure. Fang put her lips close to the edge of the cup and seemed to be laughing. Seeing her coming, she couldn't help laughing loudly.

She didn't know why, but she saw Mo Xi shake the fan leisurely: "You destroyed my cold porcelain lotus lamp and hurt my maidservant. How to calculate this account?"

Luo Wener blushed and suddenly said, "But are you in a good mood now?"

The hand shaking the fan stagnated, and then closed the fan and tapped his head as if annoyed: "Yes, yes, why did I forget?"

Immediately, his eyes slanted: "You are really amazing. There are few people who can make me happy so far. So... how can I let you go?"

"Mo Xi!" Luo Wener couldn't stand it anymore and got up.

"Oh, oh," Mo Xi didn't think so. He slapped his high-fives and praised him in all kinds of ways: "You are the first one who dares to call my name directly, and I'm afraid you are the only one. I have always liked to collect unique treasures, so..."

"You..." Luo Wen'er's lips trembled with anger: "What on earth do you want?"

Looking at her, the narrow phoenix eyes flashed a soft light imperceptiblely.

Mo Xi showed his fan and looked into the middle... The moon was quietly passing through the clouds and shadows.

"However, I'm really in a good mood at this moment. You might as well try to say your wish and see if I'm willing to help. Attention..." He turned his head slightly, and the bottom of his backlit eyes was unclear, but his tone was extremely sure: "It has nothing to do with leaving."

"What else is there to say?" Luo Wener sat down angrily and wanted to cry for a moment.

"How can it be? You and I have too many things to say..."

He smiled and didn't wait for her doubts. Then he looked at the already bright crescent moon, with a joking, lonely and hesitant smile on the corners of his lips: "Who are you?"

A moment of thought, there was a man who came to her with the faint light of the night star on a cold winter night and asked her with such hesitation and pain... Who are you?

Flying her hand to her chest... There, there is a night star he gave her.

"You don't even know who I am, but you don't want to let me go. In this case, why don't you send me back? I don't want to owe others!"

Mo Xi smiled and shook the paper fan: "You really make me happy. It's just that I have saved you, how can I put it back? Is this your wish? Have you ever thought that this is an easy thing? How much money are you going to compensate me?"

"Silver, you always have to let me go to get the silver!"

Mo Xi smiled again: "Don't worry, as long as you are here, the money will be there."

"Don't you believe me?" Luo Wener clenched her fist and couldn't wait to crack his exquisite and impeccable smile.

"Believe?" Mo Xi seemed to sigh, "Do you believe me?"

Luo Wen'er was speechless and said for a long time, "Since you don't believe me and leave me here, aren't you afraid of any disaster?"

smiled and said, "I like it."

Angry at Luo Wen'er's anger, he hooked the corners of his lips: "As long as I like it, I'm not afraid of any disaster."

Move your eyes and look at the moon: "Name..."

Seeing that she was speechless, he fanned the case: "Let me ask you what your name is!"

Luo Wen'er stared at him angrily and looked at the bright moon: "Luo Yun..."

He suddenly turned his head.

At this moment, Luo Wen'er saw all kinds of doubts, deep thinking, joy, understanding, meaningfulness and other looks in the narrow phoenix eyes. She wondered how such a person's eyes could appear in such a variety of moods at the same moment, which made her think that he was going to be schizophrenic, but in a blink of an eye, she turned into a laugh: "Luo Yun... good name! Cloud...um, cloud..."

He narrowed his eyes and shook his fan gently. As if hearing his self-spoken, a cloud floated from nowhere and covered the empty moon again.

The surroundings suddenly darkened, and Mo Xi stopped making a sound. Luo Wener sat on the rattan chair and listened to the sound of insects everywhere. Looking at the still moving white figure hidden in gloomy, she suddenly felt afraid.