Qing Palace Dream Like Smoke·Moyu

Chapter 174

You should say congratulations, "Congratulations..." Mo Yu said softly, he smiled lightly, looking natural and normal, so he was relieved, and then said, "Miss Lan Bing is well educated, talented and beautiful. Outstanding, to be your partner, talented and beautiful, complement each other, it is really a good match."

Standing under the shade of flowers and looking at her peaceful face just now, I suddenly thought of her smile when we first met, when she was sheltering from the rain under the eaves.I don't want to wake her up... But after all, I can't, it's impossible to stop, neither can I stay forever under the eaves I saw for the first time, nor can I stay in the drizzle by the West Lake... Fulcha The smile on his face was still light and calm, and he whispered to himself softly: "It's really a good match... Are you just trying to tell me this?"

Mo Yu was stunned and was speechless for a while.

The two stood silently for a while, and finally Furca smiled first: "Let's go, if you don't go, it will be really late."

Mo Yu nodded lightly, just as he took a step, he heard him say: "The marriage with Ms. Chen has been settled, and I will go back to Beijing first tomorrow. When we see you again, you really have to congratulate me .”

Although he was smiling, his voice was a bit lonely and cold. Mo Yu was stunned for a moment, and his mind was full of thoughts. Although he was sometimes ignorant, how could he not understand his thoughts... But he didn't know what else to say...

Autumn is getting stronger, and before you time, there is only a ray of sunlight left, but this ray of light also penetrates the layers of leaves, casting a little bit of light on the way to the time.

When the light completely disappeared, she was slowly stepping up the steps of the Misty Rain Tower. "I will always remember the promise of the West Lake, and I will never forget it." Xu Jun made a promise and kept it for a lifetime...

She turned her head and saw the gentle smile on his face standing at the bottom of the steps, her heart warmed, she squatted down slightly and saluted, then turned her head and walked upstairs.

Seeing her back disappearing around the corner, and walking into the gradually brightened lights, she thought to herself, it turns out that some things can still be kept.

Under the lights, there was a lot of laughter and chatter, it was very lively, the chrysanthemum wine was thick, and the Wu song was melodious. Mo Yu looked at Rong Hua who was playing the zither and singing lightly, and was a little lost in thought. How many times is this the Double Ninth Festival?I suddenly realized in a day that time passed like this, the light rain on the West Lake that day...

...as if it were yesterday.

"What are you still thinking about?" Turning his head, he saw that Shisi was holding the wine, standing beside him, with a bad expression on his face, looking outside the building.Mo Yu was taken aback for a moment, lowered his head and thought secretly, why did he ask such a question?
"I've talked all the way, haven't I said enough?" He said mockingly, took a sip of the wine, but frowned, feeling that the taste of the wine was strange.

Did he mean himself and Fulza?Mo Yu snorted softly and turned his head to look at Rong Hua in the arena, thinking in his heart, where did he see it, but he didn't notice it.

Fourteen said sullenly: "The bigger you are, the more difficult it is to guess." He seemed to hear him sigh, "It was the best time in Yonghe Palace before."

After hearing this, Mo Yu said softly: "Isn't it the same now as before? In my heart, you are still the Fourteenth Master who accompanied me to be punished."

Fourteen turned his head, his eyes bright: "Do you still remember?"

Mo Yu was still watching the singing and dancing in the building, and said with a slight smile, "Of course I remember."

It was also Chongyang, and he sat with him outside the Yonghe Palace, pointing to the bright star in the sky, and talking to her who was already standing sleepily: "This is the two stars of Anxin, Dachen or Xin, The Jiuyue Festival is because I am afraid that this heart will disappear, and the sacrifice of this heart... I think it is actually nonsense... How could the heart disappear? Hey, are you listening to me?"
(End of this chapter)