When Aunt Qin saw that someone had left, she quickly wiped the rain on her face, ordered people to close the door, and hurriedly got up. She wanted to kneel like this, but for a few hours, she would let the lady know that it would be another trouble.

As for the servants in their yard, no one would say anything. She had never seen anyone around the lady dare to say something, unless she thought it was not bizarre enough.

...

As night comes, the wind and rain are not stopping, and the sound of horse hooves gradually approaches, and the galloping horses splashes with mud.

The lights on the Xiang family village were on for a quarter of an hour, and then they went out one after another, gathering only in the courtyard of the male owner.

Xiang Zhuyuan washed up and saw the paper placed on the table, and a smile spilled out of the corner of his mouth.

Xiang Zhuyuan stretched out his hand, his long hair was spreading, his clothes were thin, with a bit of laziness and rare relaxation.

Seeing this, Shanqi hurriedly said, "The servant said it was sent by Miss Joule."

Xiang Zhuyuan didn't need to say anything or pick it up. When he walked here, he smelled the smell mixed with the fragrance on her body. She might have tinkered with something for a long time, and there was always a faint fragrance on her body. The things she used, the precious utensils, and the study in his mansion seemed to be greedily contaminated with her breath and would not dissipate for a few days.

Xiang Zhuyuan picked it up, and just washed his hand that had been huddled in the rain for a long time, and was still holding the paper vigorously. He opened it, and there was a left ear carved with jade on it, with a string of earrings on it, dragging it from his lips to the end of the paper, beautiful and charming, like her clingy personality, it was not as straightforward as she was.

Xiang Zhuyuan's one-day penalties were a little more relaxed because of this painting. He sat on the chair on one side, leaning on the handrail leisurely, but this one was different from what she wore yesterday, and it was more complicated and more exquisite and beautiful.

Xiang Zhuyuan smiled bitterly, looking at the lines that he couldn't understand, as if he saw the ear lines that fell with her hair when she showed her head that night... the same torto, he couldn't wear them on his ears.

Xiang Zhuyuan stretched out his hand and gently scraped his fingers on his tiny ears. He grinded them over and over for a long time... Xiang Zhuyuan calmly looked at his fingers. There was no fading on his fingers, but he also found out what kind of paint it was. He was immediately amazed and laughed. No wonder he handled it so well, and he completely painted it herself.

When Shanqi saw the prince laughing, he quickly laughed: "Miss Seven has a good reputation. Miss Liu will definitely like it when she sees her. She will praise Miss Seven's skill."

Xiang Zhuyuan didn't say anything, his eyes were still on the drawing paper.

Seeing this, Shanqi shut up and left.

Xiang Zhuyuan played with every detail before pressing the painting under the pillow in the dormitory...

...

Mo Yunyi stood at the foot of the mountain with an umbrella. The heavy rain fell down the umbrella and turned into fog. But he didn't realize it. He couldn't help but stand here after sleeping. It was useless to hold the ice moisturizer in his hand, so he could only use it as an excuse. He wanted to go and see her.

This may be one of the few opportunities. Mo Yunyi calmly discovered that if he could not get engaged to her, he would not have the chance to see her again in the future! This made him struggle like a frog crushed to death in the well and was hopeless and frightened!

The person he has hugged! The slave who has relied on him! Why can't he marry him? Mo Yunyi tightens the jade box in his hand!

He went rashly! What is it to Xinci!

Mo Yunyi frowned, and heard some noise vaguely. He frowned, put away his umbrella, and hid behind the big tree next to him.

Tao Zimei was wearing a light straw raincoat, holding an umbrella, and holding a broken-arm candlelight. She seemed to be looking for something. When she walked from a distance with the maid, she could still hear the woman's anxious voice: "Are you sure you are here?"

Shi Zheng nodded: "But Miss... it's too dark, let's go back."

Tao Zimei's voice was anxious: "It's so small, it must be scared in the storm. Hurry up and look for it..."

"I deserve to die for the crime, but I forgot to put it in a cage..." Shi was crying with guilt.

Tao Zimei looked back comfortingly: "Now is not the time to blame himself." But her steps did not stop.

Shi was rushing to catch up: "Miss, please look for me. It's so dark here, if there is any danger-"

"This is at the Mojia Village, there is no danger." His tone is firm and trustless, without any flattery.

Mo Yunyi looked at the mountains washed by the rain in the rain: What else did she do?

The two of them were getting clearer and clearer.

Mo Yunyi hid behind the big tree, and his mind was full of thoughts. If he had been in the past, he would have seen her as lucky as last time. Now he has encountered many situations, so he no longer analyzed whether it was a coincidence or someone else deliberately arranged it.

Tao Zimei frowned slightly, isn't it here? She asked Shi Zheng to touch each other, and Prince Mo came over, but she had already circled around here and didn't see Prince Mo at all. Could she be late?

Tao Zimei was a little anxious, more of a frustration. Rong Du had appeared on the village, indicating that they might have an accident at any time. She didn't know if she could stop this tragedy. But if Mo Yunyi was injured and could not appear on the river bank, or something happened, it would mean that Prince Mo could avoid that time. In the future, they would have the Duke Mo's mansion to support him, so they would not stand randomly in the later battle for the throne and end up like that: "Rabbit...Rabbit..." She wanted to look for it again, but she didn't believe it, and there was no chance.

Mo Yunyi didn't move, and the box in his hand was pinched so hard that he was restless, but he still didn't go.

Tao Zimei searched twice in the rain, and the umbrella in her hand was almost unable to hold on because of the rain. She came down from the hillside in a mess, unable to help but feel a little desolate. Can't she meet it?

Tao Zimei stopped and looked at the dark forest. She felt a little scared, but when she thought of the destructive overturn, this fear counted: "Are you gone..." Her voice was very low.

Mo Yunyi heard it and didn't move.

This turbulent rain, the endless disaster season, the dark night that is enough to swallow people, just like the future fate of their group, the grayness cannot see the edges and hope...

Tao Zimei looked at this mountain... this mountain... Tao Zimei suddenly thought of something and asked the maid behind her: "The other side of the mountain is another village in the Duke Ling Mansion!?" It must be unsure, she remembers...

Shi was busy holding the umbrella in her hand over for the lady: "Back to Miss, yes."

Ling Duke's Mansion... Tao Zimei murmured to herself, a little dazed, but she just looked at it. It seemed that she heard that a few days ago, Fang Wu of Xiang brought her children to the village to visit Mrs. Mo.

The fifth wife of the Xiang family, the infamous empress dowager.

Tao Zimei couldn't help but laugh at herself. She had no time to take care of herself and still had time to care about others' life or death.

But compared to the overthrow of their families under the general trend, such a woman who lives a good life is so ridiculous and shameless.

Since they got married, they must be the two families who thought it was appropriate, but the woman reported all the injustice to Lord Ming.

If that woman is not so selfish, don’t bully Lord Ming in the underworld by her family background. If she thinks about others, what she will wait for is a bright future.

Unfortunately, it was hard to buy a fortune, but I knew it before. The seven girls of the Xiang family would not know how bright the man she looked down upon now was. She regretted it in the future if she abandoned it casually. She was not worthy of continuing to regard herself as a wife after Lord Ming became famous!

She wanted to tell her, but she had no chance of having a relationship. Besides, she said inexplicably, "You are better to your future husband and will benefit you endlessly in the future." Don't be a fool of her.

Tao Zimei looked at it and suddenly her heart beat faster. It was not her heartbeat, but another way to save her life!

Tao Zimei suddenly became impatient. She was not easy to see Prince Mo, and Prince Rong had to rack her brains to meet him. Not to mention Prince Xiang, she didn't know who she was!

But among these people, there is one that she can see without her effort, that is the future regent, and the present - Mingxilo.

Tao Zimei's hand holding the umbrella couldn't help but tremble faintly. The person who had ordered the three tribes to be killed under the knife had not yet taken up his power, and he was the daughter of the prefect of a state.

If you have some kindness to him-even marry him-

Tao Zimei suddenly thought of Xiang Zhuyuan, the man who stood in the cold wind and asked her if she was married without any harm.

Tao Zimei silently lowered her head and remembered the past. After Xiang Zhuyuan and General Liu broke off the engagement, they met her in the southwest and told her father that she intended to marry her.

But she was worried that the great families would not be treated well, and she was worried that he was not sincere, and she was worried that her daughter was wrong. To put it bluntly, she was underestimating herself and he chose others in a hesitant manner. As a result, the marriage was not like ordinary people, but Xiang Zhuyuan had never taken a concubine.

Tao Zimei knew that she had just taken a blind eye to her. If she was braver...

Tao Zimei suddenly smiled bitterly. She was still thinking about these affair between men and women. She didn't have much time left for her. She hadn't done anything she should have done now. She didn't even see the shadow of the prince.
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