Chapter 9 This man is very warm

At this time, it was already dark. Only a faint moonlight gently sprinkled on the ground through the clouds. Mo Ziyao stood at the door of the inn, and her eyes were already blurred.

She held the door frame with one hand and grasped the skirt on her chest with the other. Tears fell on the back of her hand and fainted blooming flowers. Fortunately, when I came out to blow the night wind, the hot feeling on my face was not so obvious, swollen and much better.

She let go of her hand, slowly squatted down, covered her face with her hands, and finally couldn't help crying: "What should I do!" Whoo-hoo..."

Mo Ziyao is really at a loss.

But soon a very firm idea jumped out: I want to go home, I want to go back to modern times.

At this time, she really misses the modern days, where her parents love her, has a good stable job, and lives a carefree life.

But now, in this world, although there are parents and mothers who love her, their lives are extremely difficult and precarious. More importantly, there is a ruthless father. When she is in a bad mood, she has to vent her anger on herself. From his indifferent eyes, it can be seen that he has no feelings for herself. If it hadn't been for Cui'er's presence, she was very confident that she would have been sold to a brothel by him.

Just because in ancient times, the children of poor families, especially girls, would not pay attention to them at all. It often become a transaction, sold to brothels, or sold to rich people as slaves, for the rest of their lives. There are also some who have a better life. They are favored by the master or the young master. This is the best end.

"No, I can't go back to that house..."

"But now, the indifferent teenager turned his hand and gave me to the woman named Qing'er. Her eyes were full of anger and vague hatred when she looked at me. Ha ha, just in time, now it's in her hands again. What a sheep in the mouth of a tiger! But I just came to the world, and I'm not familiar with it at all. Even if I run away, I guess I will be caught back soon, right? I'm afraid that I will be even worse at that time. I can't run away. If I run away, I will never get the bracelet. How can I go back to modern times without bracelets? Well, let's take a look first!"

While Mo Ziyao was meditating, she suddenly felt that someone patted her shoulder, and she couldn't help turning her head to look.

First of all, I saw a handsome man with a smile. He looked about 17 or 18 years old. His face was as clear as carving, and his angular face was unusually handsome. The appearance seems to be unrestrained and unrestrained, but the inadvertent light in the eyes makes people dare not underestimate it. A pair of dark and dense hair is raised high by the golden crown, but under a pair of sword eyebrows is a pair of slender peach blossom eyes, full of affection, which makes people fall into it if they are not careful. The tall nose and moderately thick red lips now have a dazzling smile. He was wearing an ink-colored satin robe with silver hollow hibiscus trim. The waist is tied with a jade belt and a folding fan of ivory in hand. In the garden outside the fence, the hibiscus moon is enchanting, and the light red fresh stamens are as bright as to summon back to spring...

Mo Ziyao slowly stood up and looked at the handsome man in front of her with some doubt.

"Girl, why are you squatting here alone?" The man opened his mouth gently, and his tone was extremely gentle. Mo Ziyao only felt that her eyes were sore and she almost cried again, because the man gave her the feeling that she had met her relatives, which was very warm.

But where are any relatives here? Mo Ziyao almost fell into her thoughts, and fortunately, a timely breeze woke her up gently.

Finding her gaffe, Mo Ziyao immediately adjusted her posture, smiled at the man and said, "It's okay. Thank you for your concern." Then he looked up at the sky and said, "I enjoy the moon here. Look, what a beautiful moon it is, which reminds people of relatives far away." With that, he pointed to the sky.

The man also followed her hand and looked up to the sky. Today is the seventh day of the lunar calendar. There is only a curved moon in the sky, and it is half covered by dark clouds.

The man smiled and said, "The girl is really elegant. It's just half a month. What's so beautiful?"

Mo Ziyao then looked up to look for the shadow of the moon in the night sky. Yes, today's moon is not beautiful, round or bright, which makes people feel very desolate. She couldn't help contacting herself again and couldn't help sighing slightly. She laughed at herself. He continued to think of a poem, so he chanted, "A bounce of water and a bounce of water, half into the river wind and half into the clouds. The twilight clouds filled with cold, and the silver man silently turned the jade disk. This night is not good in this life. Where can I see the bright moon next year?

The man was slightly stunned and continued to laugh. Listening to such a little girl, she casually came up with a charming but sad poem full of deep feelings of love. I couldn't help but appreciate her a little, and began to guess who she was in my heart.

"The girl is so talented, but I don't know what to call the girl? Whose daughter is it?" A flash of light flashed in the man's eyes, and then asked softly.

Mo Ziyao trembled slightly and laughed at herself, "I misunderstood. I'm not the daughter of any family, I'm just a little maid. Oh, by the way, I still have something important to do. Let's leave first. As soon as Mo Ziyao finished speaking, she flashed into the store.

"Alas, girl..." The man stretched out his hand, but the person in front of him had already entered the store. He smiled, withdrew his hand and said in a low voice, "Girl? Oh...what a cute little guy!"

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Mo Ziyao took a breath, adjusted her mood, smiled and walked to the counter, asking Xiao Er for a small basket made of rattan. Xiao Er handed it over quickly and asked doubtfully, "What's the use of this?"

"Oh, I'm about to pick some petals. Do you know where the second brother is?" Mo Ziyao took the basket with one hand and said.

"There are some flowers in the backyard, but now it's getting late and it's inconvenient to pick them. Oh, I think the girl is going to bathe! I have two kinds, roses and lilies. I don't know which one the girl wants? This little two saw that the girl was dressed in fresh and beautiful, and she must be a young lady, so he wanted to please her.

"Really! Great, I want both! But I still have three left. Does the second brother know what kind of flowers are raised in the garden!" Mo Ziyao jumped up gently with some joy, and then lay on the counter again. Her fingers crossed, her thumbs against her fine little chin, and her eyes glowed, looking at the little brother.

"Now it's early autumn, and the most common ones in the garden are those that open early, and there are many varieties! In addition to **, there are also osmanthus flowers, but some osmanthus is almost out of season, and some of them have begun to fall!" Xiao Er pulled his finger and counted silently.

"Ah? Just two?" Mo Ziyao opened her eyes wide, her dark eyes dripping, and her little mouth was slightly pouted. Obviously, she was not satisfied.

Xiao Er was afraid that the little girl would be unhappy, so he also turned his little eyes and continued to think hard.

"I remember that although flowers don't like to bloom in autumn, there is a kind of flower that blooms all over the mountains, that is, the wild moon season, a large area of pink blooms, which is very beautiful!"

Monthly season? Isn't it just a rose?" Mo Ziyao was not satisfied with this answer. She muttered in a low voice: Yueji also belongs to the rose family. Like roses, they are close relatives, but they are slightly different. The petals of the rose are small and have few layers, which are generally pink, while roses are large, with many layers and a variety of colors. However, the roses generally used for bathing are dark red, which may not be seen. Mo Ziyao tilted her little head, one small hand, and instead supported her small head, and the other hand gently tapped on the table, making a "dong" sound.

She sank into her thoughts and didn't find that there were eyes behind her and kept staring at herself.

At this time, the little two broke the delicate environment and said, "Girl, you must pick it up tonight?"

"Yes, I don't know where I can get it this season?" Mo Ziyao couldn't help asking.

"In this back mountain, you can see it at a glance during the day. Although you can't see it at night, you can still smell the good fragrance now." Xiao Er said as he made a deep nose-sucking action.

Mo Ziyao also smelled it carefully, but there was a faint fragrance of rose flowers in the air, which seemed to be really not far away. She stretched out her hand and said to the little two, "Then please take me there. Thank you!"

"This..." Xiao Er looked around but hesitated.

"You just take me there, okay?" Mo Ziyao put on a pitiful look and begged the little two. However, the second child still did not move, frowned in distress, and seemed to be very hesitant.

"Girl, why don't I take you there!"

Mo Ziyao heard a soft male voice behind her. Involuntarily turned his head to look for the sound source.

"It's you!" Mo Ziyao found that the man in front of him was the prince who had a relationship with him just outside, and couldn't help saying that.

"Ha, it's right below. Would you like to be a girl? The man smiled at her and made a gentlemanly gesture of invitation.

"Hmm." Mo Ziyao did not hesitate and directly asked the second child for a lantern, and then followed the man to the back of the mountain.

It's very dark. Although there is moonlight, the faint light still doesn't play much role.

Mo Ziyao held a lantern in her left hand and a skirt in her right hand. She lowered her head and stared at the ground with wide eyes, and walked carefully. The light shines on the ground, and you can only see a small area under your feet, and there is only a dark area far away. Mo Ziyao has a natural fear of the night, so she can only hang her head and walk slowly forward with the swaying light.

Suddenly, Mo Ziyao felt that her right hand was warm. She looked up and looked up along her arm. She saw the man sideways and looking at herself with a smile. But his big hand gently held her cold little hand.

The man clenched her little hand slightly and hard and said softly to her, "Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

Mo Ziyao looked at him gratefully, and her heart gradually relaxed a lot. Somehow, she felt warm when she heard this sentence.

Then, he gently took the lantern in Mo Ziyao's hand and hit it far away, and the road became much farther away.

In fact, the back mountain is really not far away. Enter from the innermost small door of the main hall of the inn, walk through a corridor, and then you will arrive at the backyard. After walking through the small courtyard, you can reach the back mountain directly through the back door.

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"Wow, it's really beautiful!" Mo Ziyao picked the petals quickly and sang softly in the ocean of petals. The original gloomy mood also disappeared. In a sea of flowers, Mo Ziyao felt that she was still the carefree, happy girl.

The man stood aside, holding his arms, silently watching the slight change in her face, and the corners of his mouth gradually raised.

At this moment, Mo Ziyao suddenly whispered: "Hir... It hurts!" Mo Ziyao withdrew her hand like an electric shock. She looked at her index finger and a small drop of red blood appeared in an instant.

"Girl, are you all right!" Hearing her voice, the man hurried forward and held her hands.

"I'm fine." Mo Ziyao's little face quickly turned red to her temples, and she hurriedly pulled back her hand and put it behind her. That's enough. Let's go back!" Mo Ziyao said in a hurry to hide her inner embarrassment. The man didn't say anything, but his eyes stayed behind her and seemed uneasy. After a pause, he still turned around with a lantern to open the way for her.

It was faster when I went back, and I arrived at the inner courtyard in a short time. The ** planted in the yard is really colorful, but Mo Ziyao is not in the mood to appreciate it this night. She just wants to go back to work quickly. If it's late, she doesn't know what method Qing'er will use to torture herself. So he quickly picked a few, walked to the osmanthus tree alone, folded a few and put them into the blue, and then smiled at the man beside him, "Son, let's go!" After that, Mo Ziyao hurried to the front of the man with a basket full of flowers.

"Yes, I don't know what to call the girl?" Seeing that he was about to go to the main hall, the man couldn't help asking.

For this kind man who helped her, Mo Ziyao was not so defensive to him, so she told the truth: "My name is Mo Ziyao. What's the name of the prince?"

"In Xia Yuanling."

"Oh, it turned out to be Mr. Yuan. There was Mr. Lao just now!" Having entered the main hall, Mo Zi held a fist and said to Na Yuanling.

After hesitating for a while, Mo Ziyao said, "Son, it's nice to meet you, but I still have something to do, so don't go here." After saying that, before the people around him could reply, he quickly turned around to find the second child. He wanted rose petals and lily petals, and ordered him to pick up a few buckets of water to follow her up to the second floor.

The man looked at her back, shook his head with a smile, and then followed her to the second floor and walked in the opposite direction...