Chapter 2819: 2819
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Mo Siyu was sitting on the board of the carriage, leaning idly against the wall of the carriage, and shaking his legs in boredom. "I was just waiting, looking at the moon, listening to the wind, or I could leave in an hour.
Now, I've wasted so much insect repellent powder, and I can't leave until daybreak, ah
She sighed and rolled back to the car to lie down. "It should be OK. Let's get some sleep while it's still early. As long as the smell of insect repellent powder doesn't disperse in the air, these poisonous insects will not dare to continue to approach."
All of them are surrounded by poisonous insects, and their lives are in danger. Besides Mo Siyu, who else wants to sleep?
Chu Chu Yan stared at Uncle sun and said to the guard, "help Uncle sun to sit down in the carriage. Uncle sun is old. If you encounter similar things in the future, you won't bother him."
The words seemed to slap uncle sun's face, and the old man's face was burning with pain.
The resentment in my heart is more and more high: if it wasn't for this suckling boy, the young master wouldn't look down on him so much. His reputation in the Chu mansion would be lost.
It never occurred to me that if it wasn't for other people, he would have been dragged into the pile of insects by those beetles and gnawed away all the dregs.
Until the rising sun, the sunlight penetrated through the gaps in the dense forest and sprinkled on the ground, the black beetles finally retreated one after another...
the air was still filled with a faint smell of insect repellent powder.
Siyu was lying in the carriage. The porcelain bottle was fixed in the window of the carriage. The cork was open, and the faint smell of the medicine came out.
She was the only one in the group who fell into a deep sleep. She didn't know how to sleep. It seemed that she was more stable than she used to sleep in the inn.
Chu Chu Yan sat in the carriage, listening to the sound of breathing evenly between the curtains. She didn't know whether she was big hearted or too sure about her own judgment.
However, there was no danger.
When the wheels rolled and started again, Siyu woke up. She sat up, took the porcelain bottle down from the window of the carriage, put on the bottle stopper, and lifted the car curtain...
after crossing the mountain road to a stream, Mo Siyu jumped down from the carriage and washed her face by the stream.
She looked at her reflection in the water, thought for a moment, took out the bone whistle from her neck, sat down on a stone and blew intermittently according to the whistle she heard last night.
Chu Chu Yan looked at Mrs. Chu and walked to the stream. Then he saw Mo Siyu sitting on a stone slab, shaking his legs and trying to whistle again and again...
Chu Chu Chu Yan looked surprised: "how can you play this song?"
Mo Siyu put down the bone whistle and looked up at him, "I heard it in the carriage last night. What kind of music is this?
When I was noisy last night, some of the tunes were not heard clearly. Just now I played them, and it seemed that some of them couldn't catch up. If you can, can you teach me? "
Chu Chu fixed his eyes on her. He didn't know what he thought of. After a long time, he said, "this song is called Guiyuan, which was handed down by the high priest of the early period of Yuecheng.
It means that all things return to their original state for our own use.
In Yuecheng, the power of the high priest is higher than everything else, and everything should be driven by the high priest, including everything in the nature....
Mo Siyu: "it's a backward border area. It's so old that it's still carrying on such an ancient inheritance....
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Mo Siyu was sitting on the board of the carriage, leaning idly against the wall of the carriage, and shaking his legs in boredom. "I was just waiting, looking at the moon, listening to the wind, or I could leave in an hour.
Now, I've wasted so much insect repellent powder, and I can't leave until daybreak, ah
She sighed and rolled back to the car to lie down. "It should be OK. Let's get some sleep while it's still early. As long as the smell of insect repellent powder doesn't disperse in the air, these poisonous insects will not dare to continue to approach."
All of them are surrounded by poisonous insects, and their lives are in danger. Besides Mo Siyu, who else wants to sleep?
Chu Chu Yan stared at Uncle sun and said to the guard, "help Uncle sun to sit down in the carriage. Uncle sun is old. If you encounter similar things in the future, you won't bother him."
The words seemed to slap uncle sun's face, and the old man's face was burning with pain.
The resentment in my heart is more and more high: if it wasn't for this suckling boy, the young master wouldn't look down on him so much. His reputation in the Chu mansion would be lost.
It never occurred to me that if it wasn't for other people, he would have been dragged into the pile of insects by those beetles and gnawed away all the dregs.
Until the rising sun, the sunlight penetrated through the gaps in the dense forest and sprinkled on the ground, the black beetles finally retreated one after another...
the air was still filled with a faint smell of insect repellent powder.
Siyu was lying in the carriage. The porcelain bottle was fixed in the window of the carriage. The cork was open, and the faint smell of the medicine came out.
She was the only one in the group who fell into a deep sleep. She didn't know how to sleep. It seemed that she was more stable than she used to sleep in the inn.
Chu Chu Yan sat in the carriage, listening to the sound of breathing evenly between the curtains. She didn't know whether she was big hearted or too sure about her own judgment.
However, there was no danger.
When the wheels rolled and started again, Siyu woke up. She sat up, took the porcelain bottle down from the window of the carriage, put on the bottle stopper, and lifted the car curtain...
after crossing the mountain road to a stream, Mo Siyu jumped down from the carriage and washed her face by the stream.
She looked at her reflection in the water, thought for a moment, took out the bone whistle from her neck, sat down on a stone and blew intermittently according to the whistle she heard last night.
Chu Chu Yan looked at Mrs. Chu and walked to the stream. Then he saw Mo Siyu sitting on a stone slab, shaking his legs and trying to whistle again and again...
Chu Chu Chu Yan looked surprised: "how can you play this song?"
Mo Siyu put down the bone whistle and looked up at him, "I heard it in the carriage last night. What kind of music is this?
When I was noisy last night, some of the tunes were not heard clearly. Just now I played them, and it seemed that some of them couldn't catch up. If you can, can you teach me? "
Chu Chu fixed his eyes on her. He didn't know what he thought of. After a long time, he said, "this song is called Guiyuan, which was handed down by the high priest of the early period of Yuecheng.
It means that all things return to their original state for our own use.
In Yuecheng, the power of the high priest is higher than everything else, and everything should be driven by the high priest, including everything in the nature....
Mo Siyu: "it's a backward border area. It's so old that it's still carrying on such an ancient inheritance....
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Mo Siyu was sitting on the board of the carriage, leaning idly against the wall of the carriage, and shaking his legs in boredom. "I was just waiting, looking at the moon, listening to the wind, or I could leave in an hour. Now, I've wasted so much insect repellent powder, and I can't leave until daybreak, ah She sighed and rolled back to the car to lie down. "It should be OK. Let's get some sleep while it's still early. As long as the smell of insect repellent powder doesn't disperse in the air, these poisonous insects will not dare to continue to approach." All of them are surrounded by poisonous insects, and their lives are in danger. Besides Mo Siyu, who else wants to sleep? Chu Chu Yan stared at Uncle sun and said to the guard, "help Uncle sun to sit down in the carriage. Uncle sun is old. If you encounter similar things in the future, you won't bother him." The words seemed to slap uncle sun's face, and the old man's face was burning with pain. The resentment in my heart is more and more high: if it wasn't for this suckling boy, the young master wouldn't look down on him so much. His reputation in the Chu mansion would be lost. It never occurred to me that if it wasn't for other people, he would have been dragged into the pile of insects by those beetles and gnawed away all the dregs. Until the rising sun, the sunlight penetrated through the gaps in the dense forest and sprinkled on the ground, the black beetles finally retreated one after another... the air was still filled with a faint smell of insect repellent powder. Siyu was lying in the carriage. The porcelain bottle was fixed in the window of the carriage. The cork was open, and the faint smell of the medicine came out. She was the only one in the group who fell into a deep sleep. She didn't know how to sleep. It seemed that she was more stable than she used to sleep in the inn. Chu Chu Yan sat in the carriage, listening to the sound of breathing evenly between the curtains. She didn't know whether she was big hearted or too sure about her own judgment. However, there was no danger. When the wheels rolled and started again, Siyu woke up. She sat up, took the porcelain bottle down from the window of the carriage, put on the bottle stopper, and lifted the car curtain... after crossing the mountain road to a stream, Mo Siyu jumped down from the carriage and washed her face by the stream. She looked at her reflection in the water, thought for a moment, took out the bone whistle from her neck, sat down on a stone and blew intermittently according to the whistle she heard last night. Chu Chu Yan looked at Mrs. Chu and walked to the stream. Then he saw Mo Siyu sitting on a stone slab, shaking his legs and trying to whistle again and again... Chu Chu Chu Yan looked surprised: "how can you play this song?" Mo Siyu put down the bone whistle and looked up at him, "I heard it in the carriage last night. What kind of music is this? When I was noisy last night, some of the tunes were not heard clearly. Just now I played them, and it seemed that some of them couldn't catch up. If you can, can you teach me? " Chu Chu fixed his eyes on her. He didn't know what he thought of. After a long time, he said, "this song is called Guiyuan, which was handed down by the high priest of the early period of Yuecheng. It means that all things return to their original state for our own use. In Yuecheng, the power of the high priest is higher than everything else, and everything should be driven by the high priest, including everything in the nature.... Mo Siyu: "it's a backward border area. It's so old that it's still carrying on such an ancient inheritance.... " www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
