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Mo Siyu didn't know how he got out of the priesthood. He only knew that after seeing Qin Wuyan nodding his head, the soles of his feet were smeared with oil. Without waiting for Qin Wuyan's reaction, he quickly got out of the room. With memory, he came out of the inner hall of Nuo Da's priesthood house...
when he got to the yard, Mo Siyu was just about to climb onto the carriage, and the housekeeper chased him out, holding his hand He held a porcelain altar in his arms: "Mr. Yu, the high priest said that this slug can be used as medicine. I'm going to give it to you."
Mo Siyu refused: "it's not very good. It's just as useless as shelled Zhipi. Thank you for your kindness. Since you can keep it in pianting hall, it must be very important. I won't be loved. Ha ha."
You'd better keep this disgusting thing for yourself.
The housekeeper explained: "it's not very important, but there are a few tablets in the side hall. The Taoist priest said that it's better to hear the sound in the hall, and don't let the space be quiet, so he put the slug in it."
Mo Siyu didn't care about these messy reasons. He climbed into the carriage and put down the curtain: "thank you for your kindness. I really can't use this thing. I'll leave you now."
With that, he urged the guards to leave the priesthood.
After going out for a long distance, Mo Siyu was lying at the window, looking at the dark sky. His heart was full of turmoil, and his mind rolled over Zhuang Xiaoyu's lips and nails.
She couldn't understand it: a person who has been dead for a long time, the blood has been blocked for a long time, even if the body is preserved in good condition by special methods, it will never be the same as a living person.
Zhuang Xiaoyu is lying on the bed, with red lips, light pink nails and a quiet face, which is no different from a living person who has fallen asleep.
No, there's a difference.
She couldn't hear Zhuang Xiaoyu's breathing, and there should be no heartbeat.
Did not wait for her to think clearly, she heard the "dada dada" rapid hoof sound.
Snow began to fall again. Through the misty snow, Mo Siyu looked up and saw a young man in a black cape, riding on horseback, rushing towards her.
Because it's too fast and too urgent, the snow is all over the body, and the snow on the ink hair melts into water, crystal clear.
As he got closer, Mo Siyu cried out happily, "brother Yan, I'm here."
Chu Chu Yan forcefully reined in the reins, the horse's hooves soared into the air, and stopped at the side of the carriage.
The convoy stopped.
Chu Chu Yan turned over and got off the horse, jumped into the carriage with an arrow step, raised his hand and opened the car curtain, bent over and sat in.
The carriage was warm. When he took her away from Chu house, he was afraid that she would be cold. He filled the carriage with silver charcoal and ordered the guard to warm the fire basin.
Close, Mo Siyu found that the snow on Chu Chuyan's thick curly long eyelashes had melted into water and hung on his eyelashes.
The dark eyes were as if they had been dyed by the snow. The water eyes were bright and deep as a cold pool. They were staring at her for a moment.
Mo Siyu didn't expect that he would come. He couldn't help bending his eyebrows and eyes. He reached out and patted the snowflakes on his body and asked, "did you come here specially to meet me?"
Her fingers accidentally touched his cheek, only felt cold tentacles, no temperature, immediately distressed: "riding so fast why, is not frozen almost unconscious?"
She reached for his cold fingers, held them in her palm, and breathed in her heart, "is it warmer?"
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Mo Siyu didn't know how he got out of the priesthood. He only knew that after seeing Qin Wuyan nodding his head, the soles of his feet were smeared with oil. Without waiting for Qin Wuyan's reaction, he quickly got out of the room. With memory, he came out of the inner hall of Nuo Da's priesthood house...
when he got to the yard, Mo Siyu was just about to climb onto the carriage, and the housekeeper chased him out, holding his hand He held a porcelain altar in his arms: "Mr. Yu, the high priest said that this slug can be used as medicine. I'm going to give it to you."
Mo Siyu refused: "it's not very good. It's just as useless as shelled Zhipi. Thank you for your kindness. Since you can keep it in pianting hall, it must be very important. I won't be loved. Ha ha."
You'd better keep this disgusting thing for yourself.
The housekeeper explained: "it's not very important, but there are a few tablets in the side hall. The Taoist priest said that it's better to hear the sound in the hall, and don't let the space be quiet, so he put the slug in it."
Mo Siyu didn't care about these messy reasons. He climbed into the carriage and put down the curtain: "thank you for your kindness. I really can't use this thing. I'll leave you now."
With that, he urged the guards to leave the priesthood.
After going out for a long distance, Mo Siyu was lying at the window, looking at the dark sky. His heart was full of turmoil, and his mind rolled over Zhuang Xiaoyu's lips and nails.
She couldn't understand it: a person who has been dead for a long time, the blood has been blocked for a long time, even if the body is preserved in good condition by special methods, it will never be the same as a living person.
Zhuang Xiaoyu is lying on the bed, with red lips, light pink nails and a quiet face, which is no different from a living person who has fallen asleep.
No, there's a difference.
She couldn't hear Zhuang Xiaoyu's breathing, and there should be no heartbeat.
Did not wait for her to think clearly, she heard the "dada dada" rapid hoof sound.
Snow began to fall again. Through the misty snow, Mo Siyu looked up and saw a young man in a black cape, riding on horseback, rushing towards her.
Because it's too fast and too urgent, the snow is all over the body, and the snow on the ink hair melts into water, crystal clear.
As he got closer, Mo Siyu cried out happily, "brother Yan, I'm here."
Chu Chu Yan forcefully reined in the reins, the horse's hooves soared into the air, and stopped at the side of the carriage.
The convoy stopped.
Chu Chu Yan turned over and got off the horse, jumped into the carriage with an arrow step, raised his hand and opened the car curtain, bent over and sat in.
The carriage was warm. When he took her away from Chu house, he was afraid that she would be cold. He filled the carriage with silver charcoal and ordered the guard to warm the fire basin.
Close, Mo Siyu found that the snow on Chu Chuyan's thick curly long eyelashes had melted into water and hung on his eyelashes.
The dark eyes were as if they had been dyed by the snow. The water eyes were bright and deep as a cold pool. They were staring at her for a moment.
Mo Siyu didn't expect that he would come. He couldn't help bending his eyebrows and eyes. He reached out and patted the snowflakes on his body and asked, "did you come here specially to meet me?"
Her fingers accidentally touched his cheek, only felt cold tentacles, no temperature, immediately distressed: "riding so fast why, is not frozen almost unconscious?"
She reached for his cold fingers, held them in her palm, and breathed in her heart, "is it warmer?"
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Mo Siyu didn't know how he got out of the priesthood. He only knew that after seeing Qin Wuyan nodding his head, the soles of his feet were smeared with oil. Without waiting for Qin Wuyan's reaction, he quickly got out of the room. With memory, he came out of the inner hall of Nuo Da's priesthood house... when he got to the yard, Mo Siyu was just about to climb onto the carriage, and the housekeeper chased him out, holding his hand He held a porcelain altar in his arms: "Mr. Yu, the high priest said that this slug can be used as medicine. I'm going to give it to you." Mo Siyu refused: "it's not very good. It's just as useless as shelled Zhipi. Thank you for your kindness. Since you can keep it in pianting hall, it must be very important. I won't be loved. Ha ha." You'd better keep this disgusting thing for yourself. The housekeeper explained: "it's not very important, but there are a few tablets in the side hall. The Taoist priest said that it's better to hear the sound in the hall, and don't let the space be quiet, so he put the slug in it." Mo Siyu didn't care about these messy reasons. He climbed into the carriage and put down the curtain: "thank you for your kindness. I really can't use this thing. I'll leave you now." With that, he urged the guards to leave the priesthood. After going out for a long distance, Mo Siyu was lying at the window, looking at the dark sky. His heart was full of turmoil, and his mind rolled over Zhuang Xiaoyu's lips and nails. She couldn't understand it: a person who has been dead for a long time, the blood has been blocked for a long time, even if the body is preserved in good condition by special methods, it will never be the same as a living person. Zhuang Xiaoyu is lying on the bed, with red lips, light pink nails and a quiet face, which is no different from a living person who has fallen asleep. No, there's a difference. She couldn't hear Zhuang Xiaoyu's breathing, and there should be no heartbeat. Did not wait for her to think clearly, she heard the "dada dada" rapid hoof sound. Snow began to fall again. Through the misty snow, Mo Siyu looked up and saw a young man in a black cape, riding on horseback, rushing towards her. Because it's too fast and too urgent, the snow is all over the body, and the snow on the ink hair melts into water, crystal clear. As he got closer, Mo Siyu cried out happily, "brother Yan, I'm here." Chu Chu Yan forcefully reined in the reins, the horse's hooves soared into the air, and stopped at the side of the carriage. The convoy stopped. Chu Chu Yan turned over and got off the horse, jumped into the carriage with an arrow step, raised his hand and opened the car curtain, bent over and sat in. The carriage was warm. When he took her away from Chu house, he was afraid that she would be cold. He filled the carriage with silver charcoal and ordered the guard to warm the fire basin. Close, Mo Siyu found that the snow on Chu Chuyan's thick curly long eyelashes had melted into water and hung on his eyelashes. The dark eyes were as if they had been dyed by the snow. The water eyes were bright and deep as a cold pool. They were staring at her for a moment. Mo Siyu didn't expect that he would come. He couldn't help bending his eyebrows and eyes. He reached out and patted the snowflakes on his body and asked, "did you come here specially to meet me?" Her fingers accidentally touched his cheek, only felt cold tentacles, no temperature, immediately distressed: "riding so fast why, is not frozen almost unconscious?" She reached for his cold fingers, held them in her palm, and breathed in her heart, "is it warmer?" www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
