"That's your home, you can just go back, why did you bring me along?" Mo Qingfeng asked puzzledly, after thinking for a while, he asked again: "We knew each other before?"
She was referring to whether he and the original owner knew each other.
A look of complexity flashed in Dugu Zenan's eyes, and he turned his body sideways, not looking at Mo Qingfeng's amazing and perfect face.
Mo Qingfeng didn't ask too many questions. Although he was indifferent, she couldn't detect the slightest bit of murderous intent from him. If he wanted to kill her, he would have killed her long ago, and there was no need to wait until now.
Mo Qingfeng accidentally caught a glimpse of the two slender scars on his neck, raised his eyebrows, and asked curiously: "When you scratched your neck, the poison also seeped into your body, why are you fine?"
Dugu Zenan glanced at her indifferently, and his deep eyes flashed with contempt, "This deity is invulnerable to all poisons, can the poison made by mere tripterygium vine hurt me?"
The corner of Mo Qingfeng's eyes twitched, and a black line appeared on his forehead. Is he invulnerable to all poisons? She subconsciously glanced at her fingers, so the poison hidden in her nails couldn't penetrate into his body
Dugu Zenan turned around and looked at her deeply, "In this world where martial arts are respected, martial arts are more advantageous than poisonous ones. People with high cultivation levels can't be harmed by ordinary poisonous substances."
Mo Qingfeng pursed her lips. She knew that, just like him and Chu Muchen, poison might not be able to kill them, so she soaked in the spiritual spring and practiced every day, but her progress was a bit slow...
She looked at him suspiciously, and asked incredulously: "Last time you said that I couldn't beat you without the Dragon-Training Spirit Orb on my body, is it true that if I find the Dragon-Training Spirit Orb, I will be as powerful as you?"
Dugu Zenan looked at her, showing a slight smile. His smile was beautiful, like the sunshine in winter, warming people's hearts, and like cherry blossoms in March, making people intoxicated.
"Even if you find it, you have to practice diligently to be as powerful as me." There was a hint of pampering in the melodious voice.
Meeting his eyes, Mo Qing burst into tears. He is a very indifferent person. When he looks at anything, his eyes are extremely cold. Why is there a trace of warmth when he looks at her
Mo Qingfeng sighed in his heart, no matter how many people there are, they have all come out of the Eight Princes' Mansion, so just stay by his side for the time being, and in case of danger, be the first to push him out, and he can protect himself.
"I understand this..." Mo Qingfeng said quietly, everyone understands this truth, and she swallowed, "I'm hungry, I'm going to eat something."
Dugu Zenan looked at her, a flash of thought flashed in his eyes, he took two steps forward, stretched out his long arms, and hugged her in his arms, his feet were lightly exerted, his body was as light as a swallow flying into the sky, his white clothes danced lightly, and his blue hair followed her The wind dances like a fairy.
The wind whistled past his ears, and Mo Qingfeng looked at the scene under his feet, feeling like he was looking down on the common people.
She raised her eyes and glanced at Dugu Zenan, her impeccably handsome face still showed his dignity and arrogance, she flew freely, like a big roc spreading its wings, the wind could not disturb his falling black hair, his body was slender and straight , the whole body exudes a noble and scorching light.
His cultivation base is extremely high, this is Mo Qingfeng's evaluation of him, it is so high that no one can fathom it, and it is so deep that no one can see the bottom.
Gufenglou is a well-known restaurant in the imperial capital, and it is also the inn that foreigners will choose to live in when they come to the imperial capital.
In the box facing the street on the second floor, Dugu Zenan and Mo Qingfeng were sitting face to face, and the table was filled with several signature dishes of Gufenglou.
Shiwei Shark's Fin, Sixi Dried Fruit, Eight Treasure Duck, Red Delicious Crab... Dugu Zenan also asked for a jar of Tianlu. He kept picking up food and sending it to his mouth.
Although she never gets drunk, she doesn't like wine. She ordered a can of pigeon soup and drank it when she was thirsty.
"Dugu Zenan, there is a question I've been curious about." Mo Qingfeng suddenly put down his chopsticks, and looked at Dugu Zenan with bright eyes.
"What's the problem?" Dugu Zenan asked warmly, with blue hair hanging quietly on his chest, looking gentle and quiet, he was completely different from the indifferent black-clothed him before, the white-clothed him, even his skin They are much fairer.
"You suddenly appeared that night and wanted to take me back. Do you know who I am?"
Dugu Zenan's finger holding the wine glass was slightly stronger, his eyes were deep, he just looked at Mo Qingfeng like this, and remained silent.
Mo Qingfeng was also quite patient, eating slowly, waiting for his reply.
After taking a few mouthfuls of food, he didn't reply, she picked up the pigeon soup and sipped it slowly, looking at him who was always looking at her with a smile in her beautiful eyes.
"You have her breath and smell on you." After a long time, he said lightly.
"Her breath and smell?" Mo Qingfeng murmured softly, his eyes lit up, and he asked with a smile: "Is she a woman? Who is it?"
Dugu Zenan's eyes sparkled slightly, he raised his head to drink from the wine glass, and Mo Qingfeng saw the sadness and complexity that flashed from the bottom of his eyes.
Mo Qingfeng didn't urge him to answer, he drank alcohol and she drank soup.
"My mother." Dugu Zenan spit out two words unexpectedly.
puff…
The soup that he just drank into his mouth was all sprayed out, it didn't matter if it stained the dishes on the table, but it also sprayed Dugu Zenan all over his face.
Holding the soup bowl, Mo Qingfeng stared blankly at Dugu Zenan, the corners of his eyes twitched fiercely, how embarrassing is this
She was in a mess, but Dugu Zenan wasn't in a mess at all.
He took out a silk scarf and gently wiped the soup on his face, then his chest, hair, sleeves... all the places where there was soup were wiped clean by his graceful movements.
After wiping, he stretched out his hand and gently wiped the soup on her face and mouth, a hint of pampering flashed in his deep eyes.
"It's really a crime. Master Mo died just like that. Did the Mo House hit a ghost recently? It's so crazy, so stupid. If Lord Mo is dead, the Mo House will be in chaos."
"A well-behaved person, how can you say that he died? And the third lady, who said she was crazy, she was crazy. How pitiful."
"I heard that the Fifth Young Lady who married into the Eighth Prince's Mansion is different. On the Eighth Prince's birthday, Mr. Gao fell ill. Even the imperial doctor was helpless, but she revived Mr. Gao and cured him of years-old illnesses."
…
Mo Qingfeng quietly listened to the conversation coming from the box next door. The box was only separated by a thick screen, and their conversations were all transmitted here.
Mo Feifei died? when did it happen? Chu Muchen should know, right? But he said nothing about it.
"Are you okay?" Seeing that she hadn't spoken for a long time, Dugu Zenan asked in a gentle voice with concern flashing in his eyes.
Mo Qingfeng came back to his senses, looked deeply at Dugu Zenan, a smile appeared on his beautiful face, "Do you think I will be sad?"
Dugu Zenan pursed his lips and remained silent.
Mo Qingfeng took a deep breath, feeling much lighter all over his body, as if there was a boulder pressing down on his heart, and one day, the boulder suddenly disappeared, and his whole body felt relaxed and happy.
The most genuine smile appeared on the beautiful face, this smile came from the heart, her smile was so beautiful, as if a hundred flowers were blooming, Dugu Zenan's heart fluttered, his mouth was a little dry, he picked up the jug and poured it for himself After pouring a full glass, a glass of wine entered my throat, and I felt a little better.
"I'm very happy. They used to treat me so cruelly. I finally got justice for myself today. I'm not sad at all, but very happy." Mo Qingfeng looked at Dugu Zenan and smiled: "Dugu Zenan, I I have nothing to worry about, and when I finish an important matter, I will go back to Dugu Castle with you, and I recognize your son."
"Ahem..."
When Dugu Zenan heard her last sentence, the wine he put into his mouth could not be sprayed out, but choked him until his throat was burning hot, and he coughed for a while before he was relieved.
"This deity is your son?" Dugu Zenan looked at her in disbelief. How dare she let him be her son even if she is a yellow-haired girl
"Didn't you just say that I smell and smell like your mother? You said repeatedly that you would take me back, didn't you want to take me back to honor me?"
Dugu Zenan looked deeply at Mo Qingfeng with deep eyes, "Qingfeng, I took you back not to honor you, but to protect you."
"Uh..." Mo Qingfeng was slightly taken aback. Such words reminded her of Mu Xiao involuntarily.
She remembers that when she was sixteen, she was injured during training and went home to rest.
After Mu Xiao knew that she was injured, she hurried to her house to see her, her heart was distressed by her hasty appearance.
Looking at her swollen feet, he asked her, can she not be so strong, a girl from a girl's family, and do things that boys can't do.
She said that she wants to become stronger, so that she can not only protect the country, but also protect herself.
Mu Xiao said: "Stay by my side, I can protect you."
Mo Qingfeng looked at Dugu Zenan, maybe thinking of Mu Xiao, or maybe because of the original owner's previous loneliness, she was a little moved when she heard that he wanted to protect herself.
but…
Mo Qingfeng calmed down, and looked at Dugu Zenan suspiciously, "It's really because I have your mother's breath and smell that you want to protect me? Why haven't you appeared to protect me before?"
Dugu Zenan raised his eyebrows slightly, and said guiltyly: "Really, your breath is very familiar, it reminds me of her. I didn't meet you before, and I didn't expect to meet you in the bamboo forest that night."
If Mo Qingfeng observed carefully, he would see that the roots of his ears were completely red. This is what happened to him. When he lied to the woman he liked, the roots of his ears would turn red and hot.
Mo Qingfeng didn't know that he spent years of cultivation to follow the red light in the sky to find her that night, so he believed that she would come back.
She is back, he must protect her well, and will not let her suffer any more harm!
Looking at his handsome face, Mo Qingfeng couldn't help but want to tease him. She smiled at him, her beautiful eyes flashed a touch of fatal coquettishness, and her tone was full of ridicule, "I'll let you be my flower protector, but you Can't fall in love with me..."
As she spoke, she licked the corners of her lips with the tip of her tongue, her appearance was indescribably seductive, indescribably charming.
Charm
Dugu Zenan's throat tightened when he saw it, but his concentration was very strong, this woman was casting a spell on him.
Damn it, what is she practicing
Suddenly, his pupils turned cold, and he quickly grabbed the chopsticks and shot at the window. With the other hand, he picked up the dining table and threw it towards the window, whoosh... Several sharp daggers were stuck on the table.
Suddenly several black masked people appeared in the box, and they attacked Mo Qingfeng when they appeared, Mo Qingfeng wondered, she was assassinated even after eating, could she be so unlucky