Chapter 69 [Flip the fragrance]

Chapter 69 [Flip the fragrance]

Before the time to hold the lamp, the weather was bad and it was very dark all around. The wind was very cold, and it fell on the wet body, which made people tremble uncontrollably. Rumo leaned under the tree and looked at the moon.

"Is Miss Rumo so interested?"

Ru Mo suddenly turned her head and couldn't help shivering. Such an embarrassed appearance was actually seen by him. It's really everywhere, let alone when needed - Xiao Yan.

His voice was like a gentle lake-like waves under the moonlight. That face, so beautiful and familiar, trimming eyebrows and star eyes, beautiful nose and thin lips, gentle look, clear eyes...

"Ha ha... Tonight's... Moonlight... That's good..." Ru Mo's expression stagnated fiercely, and she couldn't help bursting into tears. The tears in her eyes had not been tried. Unexpectedly, Xiao Yan took a step forward and held her cold body in her arms.

She frowned slightly, tried to move sideways, and pulled out a smile, "It's not good..."

"What's wrong?" He lowered his head infinitely and kissed slowly. The soft lips are dexterous and soft, lingerling on her dry lips.

Her body began to tremble involuntarily and couldn't help roaring, "Let go of me..."

Hearing her shouting, he slowly let go of her, with an almost satisfying pleasure on her face, which made her face turn red and have nowhere to vent.

"I'm so wet, are you also interested?" She looked at his crystal eyes like stars in the night, closed her eyes, and said coldly.

"Well, it really doesn't feel good." He smiled happily, and doubts flashed in his eyes, and the doubts were vaguely childish and relaxed. "But you are so cute. How can you make yourself like this?"

"I..." He bit his lip and looked carefully at the man in front of him who was better than a fox. How did she make it like this? Can he not know? Ghosts believe it!

He turned his head and thought, and finally smiled slowly, "Oh, do you want to be a goddess?"

She turned her head slightly, and her eyes fluttered like a layer of water mist, "What goddess arrest? Are you kidding? If I can, I just want to be a peasant woman and cook firewood every day!"

"Okay, let's live that kind of day!" There was a clear whisper in my ear, and the thin breath was like a gentle and delicate kiss, touching the neck, which was so unreal!

Firecrackers are playing together, and gongs and drums are played together. Early in the morning, Ning Xue held her cheeks, smiled extremely innocently, and magnified in front of Ru Mo..." This girl, you look worse than my sister Mo, and my sister Mo looks much better than you!"

Ru Mo's oblique corners of her eyes twitched, almost pulling off the mask, and asked wrinkledly, "What's wrong with it outside? Who is married?"

"It's not who got married. It's the 'incense hall' that my brother Yan just rented. Now it's setting off firecrackers outside. It's lively. This sister, shall we go out and have a look?" Ning Xue said and hurriedly came to La Rumo.

"What? Which 'flavor hall'?" Ru Mo's eyes widened, and her heart beat to ask.

"It's the one opposite Qinxiangzhai. What's the matter? Sister?" Ning Xue's big eyes looked at Ru Mo with a little doubt. She really didn't understand why her brother Yan brought back such a woman who was not gentle at all except her sister Mo, who looked like her.

The renovated incense hall has turned into a heavy gasp because it ran too hard just now. "This store is mine. It has been agreed for a long time. How can I rent it casually?"

"Brother Shen said that whoever gives more money will rent it." Fan Yun presented the lease contract in his hand in front of Ru Mo, with cold eyes.

"I want to prove to you that silver is not everything?" Ru Mo tore up the lease contract and stared at Fan Yun with a stubborn face.

"Of course, silver is not omnipotent, strength is the most important thing." The speaker is Xiao Yan. He changed his brocade clothes, his long hair was casually tied behind him, only squinting his eyes, and he was more handsome and free.

"Is it strength?" Ru Mo stared at Xiao Yan. She didn't look at him in an instant. She just shook her sleeves fiercely, opened the concave and convex lattice, pinched a handful of spices from it, and said slowly. "This is the 'sweet rosin' rhizome is short, with stems and leaf residues at the upper end, which are narrow and membranous or fibrous. The outer layer is black and brown, and the inner layer is brown or yellow. The breath is special, the taste is bitter and spicy, and there is a sense of coolness.

Then he turned around and opened another grid without a trace of retreating; "'Benzoin' is a mass of spherical particles of different sizes. The outside is reddish-brown to gray-brown, embedded with yellow-white and gray-white opaque almond-like particles, and the surface is rough and uneven. It is brittle at room temperature and softens when heated. It is fragrant and slightly spicy.

Finally, he pressed his hands on the exquisitely made concave and convex grid. He did not open it, but his voice was so faint without a trace of emotion, but he vaguely felt terrible, "'Long Yuxiang'... This is the best spice. It not only has a soft aroma, but also a long-lasting fragrance, which is wonderful and touching..."

Before she finished speaking, his slender fingers slowly stroked the back of her hand. She smelled the familiar 'dragon saliva' on his skirt and slowly burst into tears. "I have strength, don't I?"

He smiled and clenched his fingers with her, and his eyes were full of doting. He said, "So I rented this store for you. Since then, we have been living like this, okay?"

"If I can, I would like to be a peasant woman and cook firewood every day!" Suddenly recalling what I said last night, I couldn't help but wander, "Is it really okay?"

Not far away, he held the door frame with both hands, his eyebrows were entangled, and he blinked with crystal tears. Ning Xue scolded Xiao Yan angrily, "Brother Yan, Sister Mo has just died. How can you change your mind so easily? She clenched her fingers with this unlucky woman. How can she compare with my sister Mo? Whoo-hoo..."

Small streets and alleys, narrow bluestone roads, are written into a long and silent picture under the thin canopy. The cool wind came to my face, faintly with a trace of the fragrance of the river.

The blue stone under his feet is slightly wet and slippery. "What are they arguing about?" Ru Mo was in a good mood and walked slowly. The two people walking in front of them have quarreled with each other.

"My lord said that he would let me send you back immediately. If you come out like this, won't the world be in chaos?" Fan Yun stared at Ning Xue with a reproach.

"What's wrong with the chaos in the world? Do you want me to go to that place where birds don't shit?" Ning Xue frowned aggrievedly.

"Even if you don't get married, you can't escape so casually. How dangerous it is outside. You are a girl. In case something happens, who can afford it?" Fan Yun couldn't help raising his voice.

"It's not your turn to bear it. Fan Yun, you are a coward. Is this girl in your way? Are you in such a hurry to see me off?" Ning Xue widened her eyes angrily.

"Oh, you little girl, instead, you are coming to me. Am I Fan Yun a coward? Am I going to send you away? This is my order. If you have the ability, you can ask him to make trouble. Fan Yun sighed, deliberately ignored the snow, and walked forward arrogantly.

"Fan Yun, stop and make it clear. What is Brother Yan's order? I came here with a mission. None of you have the right to drive me away..." Ning Xue picked up the pebbles on the ground and chased Fan Yun to cut them away.

Fan Yun knocked on his forehead and couldn't help blurt out, "How can this look like a princess? It's obviously a Miss Po!"

"Ha ha, they are really a good match!" The smile that Ru Mo couldn't hide in her eyes burst into laughter, "Hey, run slowly, the road is slippery, don't fall..."

Xiao Yan smiled helplessly, "They are not children anymore. Let them make trouble. We are still quiet." After saying that, he took a step forward, took Rumo's hand, lowered his head and smiled, "The road is slippery!"

"I'm not afraid of slipping..." Ru Mo looked up and looked at Xiao Yan's joking eyes. A warm smile instantly bloomed from his lips, as if with temptation, and muttered, "Moer, let me hold you like this, okay?"

Ru Mo lost her mind for a moment and only felt that the hand he held was so warm. It would be great if she could hold each other like this for a lifetime. "I..." In a trance, just as she was about to agree, Ning Xue, who was walking in front of her, suddenly turned around and shouted, "Brother Yan, I'm here with a mission. You can't drive me away. I'm here to tell you that Sister-in-law Xi Hui gave birth to a boy for you. It's so cute..."

A coldness passed from the center of her feet. Ru Mo stood up, pulled back her hand, and stared at Xiao Yan with blinking eyes. "Rumo is just a lowly woman who doesn't deserve the love of the prince. As I said, I'm afraid the prince has the wrong person."

Xiao Yan was stunned. A pair of warm eyes instantly swept up a layer of coldness and said with a smile; "Are you really wrong?"

All Ru Mo's thoughts condensed in an instant and resolutely; "That's right, I just admit my mistake."

Xiao Yan had a smile on his face. He gently raised a cold smile and shouted to the front, "Xueer, your sister-in-law is fine. Have you been asked to bring anything?"

Ru Mo only felt a pain in her heart. Xiao Yan was intentional or not intentional. Anyway, she had decided not to show any emotion. She frowned and said, "Sir, where are we going?" If there is nothing else, I'm sorry that Moer can't accompany you.

"Oh, isn't it? That's a pity. I was going to ask Shen Yue for your deed of sale, but now..." Xiao Yan smiled with the corners of his lips, and his face was free and domineering.

Ru Mo's expression froze at first glance. On one side of her head, she exhaled deeply and smiled, "Then let's go quickly. Don't let Brother Shen wait."

From afar, Shen Yue got up in Xiting and bowed his hand to Fan Yun, "Brother Fan."

Fan Yun approached, smiled politely, and arched his hand, "Brother Shen."

Shen Yue looked at the cold-faced man next to Fan Yun and asked, "Is this...?"

Xiao Yanjunmei's face was written with a touch of modesty and said, "I have long heard that the little marquis of Jianchang is erudite and talented, handsome and extraordinary. It can be said that it is fate to see him today!"

Shen Yue smiled, stretched out his hand to sit down, and said, "This gentleman is polite. He is erudite and talented, but he doesn't dare to be. It's just a hobby."

"Brother Shen, this is Mr. Xiao in the capital. He has also been proficient in poetry and books since he was a child. Why don't you two learn from each other today?" Looking at the two people who were equally arrogant, Fan Yun was palpitated and introduced them with a warm face.

Ru Mo looked at it coldly, pulled out a smile from the corners of her lips, and took a step forward, "Brother Shen, Mr. Xiao is here to talk about me today..." Before the words were finished, Xiao Yan waved his hand to Shen Yue, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Brother Shen, do you know Miss Rumo?"

Shen Yue looked at Ru Mo, took a sip of tea, and said with a smile, "This is the dry girl below. Naturally, I know what Mr. Xiao means?"

Xiao Yan sat at the table calmly and tasted tea quietly. His face was unfathomable. In an instant, Ru Mo had a bad feeling. Before she finished her fear, she only heard Xiao Yan's smiling voice, "Brother Shen, do you know that you are also erudite and talented? Can you dance and ink?"

Shen Yue looked up, glanced at Ru Mo, and said with a smile, "Oh? Girl, are you hiding it?"

Ru Mo stared at Xiao Yan. He picked up the corners of his lips, slowly lowered his head and drank tea, as if he was ready to watch the play.

"Ha ha... I'm a paste {Jianghu} woman. How can I dance and make ink? This Mr. Xiao is too high a little woman. Ru Mo's head shook like a rattle.

Shen Yuesi thought and said with a smile, "by the way, Rumo girl, the last time you read the recipe with poetry in the restaurant, it was amazing. The eldest brother really hasn't competed with you for talent. While everyone is interested today, don't hide it?"

Xiao Yan's eyes were almost more excited. He couldn't help clapping his hands and lowering his eyebrows, "Give the piano to Rumo girl."

Immediately, I don't know where a man in tight clothes came out. He saluted regularly and handed the piano to Xiao Yan, "Master."

Rumo couldn't stand it. She pouted and simply reached out to grab the piano. Didn't he want to try it? She asked him to try. Anyway, her fingers had been cured by Xiang's mother-in-law for a long time. Not to mention playing the piano, even if she played cotton, she was at ease.

When the clear spring-like tone flowed slowly from his fingertips, Xiao Yan's eyes suddenly flashed, "Is she all right? Has the wound on her finger healed?

She frowned, and her hair was a little messy by the wind. From the anger to the moment when she was staggered with his eyes, all the sourness in her heart turned into wisps of tenderness and kept cutting. "Xiao Yan, the wounds on my fingers are all healed, and I can stroke the piano again. Do you see it?"

Listening to the melodious sound of the piano, at the corner of Xiting, Ning Xue was licking the sugar man who had just blown happily and praised, "Wow, it's so sweet!"