"Then what are you doing in Yufu County?"
Zhao Huai lowered his head and didn't respond for a long time.
It wasn't until the younger brother next to him handed the jug to him again, and he took it in his hand, that he raised his head and glanced at Mo Ruo.
Say, "Go to see an old friend."
"Oh? I didn't expect that the head of Gao Shanzhai also has an old friend?"
"What do you mean by that?"
Zhao Huai questioned.
"It's boring, just say, what are you doing so excited?" After speaking, Moruo tapped his broken arm with his chin, and said without hesitation, "I can tell you, although your hand is fine, But still have to be careful, I think the recent weather is not good, I don't know when the rain will fall, the wound is soaked with moisture, and there will be pain in the future."
Zhao Huai snorted, "It's okay if you don't die."
In response, Mo Ruo sneered, shook his body, and returned to Jing Rong.
As soon as he sat down, he lowered his voice and reported, "Zhao Huai is not only a tough guy, but he has a very strict mouth, but he refuses to speak."
Dare to love, this fellow is going to inquire about the news.
Jing Rong threw her eyes towards Zhao Huai, and started to pick up the small wooden stick, poking it around in the fire.
While saying, "The visitor is not good, you should also keep an eye on it."
"Don't worry, you won't let your heart be robbed again." Mo Ruo teased.
Jing Rong glared at him, "Drink your wine."
"Okay, okay, I'll drink my wine, you pick your fire, this rainy night is best for being alone."
After speaking, Moruo got up and went outside.
Ji Yunshu glanced at Mo Ruo's figure and pushed Wei Yi to Lang Bo.
"I'll see you later, Big Brother Lang."
Wei Yi rubbed his eyes, "Oh."
He hugged Lang Bo's arm and continued to sleep.
Lang Bo's face turned blue immediately!
The guard next to him laughed and said nothing!
Ji Yunshu was about to get up and go out, when Jing Rong grabbed his arm, "Sit well and don't run around."
"I'll go out for a while and come in right away."
Jing Rong glanced outside, understood in her heart, and said, "Don't stay with that kid Moruo for too long, a drunkard who drinks, doesn't do anything without thinking."
"understood."
Should be down!
Ji Yunshu walked out of the ruined temple, the rain outside was heavier and more urgent than before, like huge beads hitting the potholes on the ground, the sound was like a bell!
The cold wind poured into the bones, like an ant biting.
Moruo sat on the long corridor outside with one foot on it, leaning against the pillar and looking up to drink.
The sky was glowing with ink-colored light, and through the wisps of rain that flowed from the tiles, it mistily sprinkled on his shoulders.
It seemed a bit bleak.
Ji Yunshu walked over silently, sat down opposite him, raised his head, and looked at the continuous rain.
Said, "When the green plum comes, the rain is long, the boat is full, and the gentleman is wine."
There was a smile on the corner of her mouth, and in her deep eyes, there was a woman-like warmth like water.
Moro laughed.
Taking a sip of wine into his mouth, "It turns out that Mr. Ji is not only good at solving cases, but his poems are also good."
"A few poems, everyone can tell."
"Ome, rain, boat, gentleman, interesting, interesting."
Another drink!
Ji Yunshu looked at him, took a breath, and asked, "Mr. Mo, can I ask a question?"
"Please."
"This wine, one more drink can relieve anxiety, how about one less?"
Yep
Interesting question!
Moruo squinted his eyes and thought for a while, then pointed his finger on his temple, and said, "One more cup to relieve anxiety, one less... I can't wake up."
He started drinking again, one sip after another.
Ji Yunshu said, "Young Master Mo has never been able to let go of one person. Alcohol can make you forget everything, but it can also remind you of everything. When you are drunk, it is easy to solve your sorrows. When you are sober, your emotions are difficult to relieve."
His voice was as warm as jade.
Mo Ruo didn't say a word, just the corner of your lips made you smile.
The bursts of wine smell, accompanied by a thin drizzle, gradually dissipated...
The two sat outside for a long time!
Ji Yunshu saw that Mo Ruo was already drunk, leaned against the big pillar and squinted his eyes, and even the jug in his hand rolled to the ground.
Clang!
She got up gently and was about to go in. She just took a few steps when Moruo's voice came from behind.
"Miss Ji, thank you."
She didn't respond, the corners of her lips smiled, and she went in.
Everyone inside leaned against the fire and fell asleep. She sat down gently, but Jing Rong opened her eyes, grabbed her hand, and rubbed it.
Very cold!
"The woman's hand is supposed to be used for painting and embroidery. How can you be like you, when you don't touch the body, it's always cold."
Ji Yunshu smiled lightly, holding Jing Rong's large palm with his backhand, and carefully touching the thick calluses on his palm.
"In this world, how can there be so many calluses on the palm of a prince?"
"So, this king and you are really a natural pair."
"Who was born with you?"
"Why, I want to say again, you are the prince, and I am a commoner?" Jing Rong asked with a tilted head.
This sentence has always been a stalk in his heart!
Ji Yunshu pursed his lips, lowered his eyes, lifted it up again, and said, "I take that sentence back."
"Take it back? How can you take it back?"
"I said that if I can take it back, I can take it back. If I say this, just treat it as if I didn't say anything."
"What if I don't allow it?"
"Yep?"
Ji Yunshu was puzzled.
Jing Rong held her slender and slender hand and stared at him affectionately, "You are the prince, I am a commoner, these two words, this prince will always remember, it is because of the disparity between you and me that I experienced it. So many hardships, it is really not easy to get to now, so this king will cherish you more and love you more, and it will remain the same for life and life."
It's just a love story!
Fortunately, everyone around was asleep, otherwise I would have gotten goosebumps all over.
Sudden-
There was a sound from outside.
Hasty and messy footsteps came from outside the broken temple, accompanied by the voices of rough men.
"Hurry up, this rain is really annoying."
"It's all your fault, what a night road."
"How can you blame me?"
…
Three or four people came in attentively!
Everyone was drenched in soup, and as soon as they came in, they shook the rain off their clothes and stretched out their hands to pat them.
The movement is great!
The people in the ruined temple were awakened, and everyone stared at those people.
Most of the night, disturbing dreams.
Those men who seemed to be in their thirties and forties also noticed the two groups of people in the ruined temple, and when they saw that they were either wearing swords or holding knives, they instinctively frightened.
One of the bold men bowed his hands and showed a modest smile, "Everyone, sorry to bother you, it's raining so hard outside, we came out of Yuzhou City, there's really no way, come in to take shelter from the rain."
So he pulled the other three to find an open space and sat down.
There was also a fire.
Everyone was woken up and couldn't sleep anymore.
One of those people, an old man, took out a piece of steamed bun from his bag and roasted it on the fire. He looked at Jing Rong and Zhao Huai and asked, "Are you going to enter the city?"
No answer!
"If you want to enter the city, I advise you not to go there. The city is very noisy."
Yep
People are puzzled.
Instead, Lang Bo asked, "What happened to Yuzhou City?"
"It's worse than a disaster, it's dead."