The husband was once beautiful, strong and miserable [through the book]

As Xiaonian approaches, there are few people on the official road, only some people who stay here to shovel snow and maintain traffic.

Before sunset, several people entered the city, intending to find a place to rest overnight.

Not long after, the carriage stopped in front of a restaurant, Yan Qing put down the book, opened a corner of the curtain, before seeing anything, Zhou Mo's face appeared in the window.

With his hands on the window, he poked his head in from the outside, blocking all the outside view, "Is it cold, I asked Hei Ying to tell Xiao Er, and asked them to prepare hot carbon in the room, and it will be warm in a while. "

Yan Qing shook his head, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, he raised the hand stove and motioned to people, "I changed the charcoal fire several times along the way, and it's very warm."

Zhou Mo nodded, and came in again, his voice suddenly became softer, and he said in a very mysterious way, "I heard that Master got a lot of treasures in his early years, and one of them was named Nuanyu—"

"No, Master has already given me the jade pendant, so I don't want anything else." Yan Qing interrupted Zhou Mo immediately.

Yan Qing guessed the use of this thing as soon as he heard its name, he shook his head funny, "It's bad luck for Master to find us."

Zhou Mo said, "That's not the case. Why don't you say that he directs us to make all kinds of food every day, and even changes the pattern. I'm tired of seeing the corn. He hasn't eaten it yet, and it's steamed. It’s branded again, and someone else really doesn’t have my skills.”

Yan Qing raised his hand and pinched the face gently, and said with a smile, "I know, you are the most powerful."

After saying this, Yan Qing lifted the blanket between his legs, got up and wanted to get off the carriage, Zhou Mo looked at it for a while, and looked away, but suddenly caught a glimpse of the book Yan Qing put on the table.

Zhou Mo: "..."

Zhou Mo rubbed his nose, pretending he didn't see it. After all, he was the one who said he didn't bring any other books. He was about to withdraw his head from the car window when he saw Yan Qing paused for a while in front of the curtain, and sat down again. back.

Zhou Mo looked at him, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, Yan Qing stretched out his hand to him, "Where's the veil?"

Zhou Mo looked at the white palm in front of him, fell silent for a moment, and took out the veil he just bought from his waist.

As soon as he got out of the car, he heard the people discussing the reward, obviously he was very concerned about the person in the portrait.

As they walked back and got closer to the capital, there would only be more voices like this. Zhou Mo hadn't figured out how to talk to Yan Qing, but Yan Qing brought it up by himself instead.

Yan Qing took the veil from Zhou Mo and didn't ask anyone else. He just fastened it for himself before getting out of the carriage. go in?"

Zhou Mo came back to his senses, raised his legs and was about to walk over, but the black shadow came to Zhou Mo silently, handed over a book with both hands, and said expressionlessly, "The one that fell from the carriage earlier. Do you want?"

Zhou Mo immediately glanced at his hand when he heard the words, and saw the familiar picture album, and Yan Qing, who had been looking at Zhou Mo, also saw this scene and coughed several times.

Zhou Mo raised his head and looked at Yan Qing, and saw Yan Qing looked away in a panic, he laughed twice, and took it from Hei Ying's hand, "If you want it, give it to me, thank you."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Soi Ying's reaction, he took the book and walked up to the restaurant side by side with Yan Qing, leaving Hei Ying and the others looking at each other in dismay.

The room of the two of them was on the second floor of the restaurant. As soon as they entered the room, Yanqing lay on the bed. The bumps along the way, although there were cushions and brocade quilts as cushions, they still felt a little uncomfortable.

He lay on his stomach for a while, and looked up to see Zhou Mo standing beside the bed after throwing away the books, Yan Qing moved to the side and set aside half of the bed for him, "A break?"

"Don't sleep, I'll take you out for a walk at night, you've been sleeping on the road for almost a day."

Yan Qing muttered, "...then who am I doing this for?"

Zhou Mo sat down, reached out and rubbed gently on the waist, "This is a sign of lack of exercise, and you should go out for a walk."

Yan Qing: "..."

"When I entered the city, I took a quick look. It seemed that there were many kinds of snacks that I hadn't eaten before, such as fried rice cakes, kebabs, mung bean cakes, candied haws—"

Yan Qing licked his lips, with a hint of hesitation on his face.

Zhou Mo continued, "In addition to delicious food, I heard that the city is also very lively at night, selling small gadgets, antique calligraphy and paintings, old story books, singing songs, juggling..."

Yan Qing raised her head, nodded firmly, "Go."

Zhou Mo laughed, and when he was about to pull someone to get up, he saw Yan Qing reaching for the veil on the side of the bed first, and then sat up to get up.

Zhou Mo looked at Yan Qing's movements and hesitated, "Actually, the portrait—"

Before he finished speaking, "Bang bang bang", there were several muffled noises at the door, Zhou Mo stopped, sat up from the bed, looked outside the door, and saw the door was slapped a few times again, Zhou Mo He turned his head and rubbed Yanqing's head, "You rest first, and wait for me to come back."

Yan Qing said "oh", and lay back on the bed again.

Zhou Mo took the door and came out, and saw the black shadow waiting on the side. He rubbed the center of his brows, followed the black shadow and turned into another guest room.

One of Heiying's subordinates, named Heiyan, was proficient in inquiring information, and he took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to Zhoumo.

Zhou Mo opened the letter and looked at it quickly. After a while, he lit the candle again and ignited all the letters. "Can't find anything else?"

Seeing this, Hei Yan immediately knelt down on the ground, "This subordinate is incompetent."

Zhou Mo pinched the black ash on his fingertips, expressionless, "Got it."

The city was very lively at night, Yan Qing had never traveled far before, and was very curious about everything, he dragged Zhou Mo to the crowd, his eyes sparkling.

Zhou Mo looked at Yan Qing's eager look, and said with a smile, "Go slowly, if you like this place, let's stay for a few more days."

Yan Qing didn't turn her head back, and said, "Don't disrupt the plan because of me."

Yan Qing seemed to say that casually, without any deep meaning, but Zhou Mo really listened to it, he squeezed Yan Qing's hand, and hugged him into his arms.

With an embarrassed face, Yan Qing pressed against Zhou Mo's chest, he pushed Zhou Mo and said, "Let me go, everyone..."

Both of them were dressed in men's clothing, and someone had already quietly looked at them.

Zhou Mo didn't let go of him, but turned him over, and walked forward with his arms around his waist, "It's okay, no one knows anyone anyway, as long as we are bold enough, no one can know whether we are legal couples or not." husband."

Yan Qing's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and he quickly stretched out his hand to hold Zhou Mo, smiling, "Ah Mo seems to be right."

"Come, come, have a look, take a look, Mr. Mo's great book, which is bestseller in the backyard, is here, three volumes in one, enjoy it!" a certain book seller yelled, waving a crude book in his hand.

Yan Qing immediately looked towards the peddler when he heard the words, but before turning his head away, Zhou Mo turned his head back.

Yan Qing suppressed a smile and said, "Why don't you let me support my family's Mo's career? Has the story already spread here?"

Zhou Mo didn't turn his head back, and pulled people forward, "Printed by private dealers, it's nothing, if you want to support it, you have to go to the book store to support the genuine copy."

Seeing that Yan Qing wanted to look back, he immediately said, "Look at the road, don't fall again."

Yan Qing saw that Zhou Mo was determined not to let him go, so she curled her lips and said, "I still want to talk to him, private seal is wrong."

Zhou Moquan pretended not to hear, and pointed to the small stall in front with his chin, "Look, sugar figurine, you haven't seen this thing when you first entered the city, and you thought the sugar figurines made for you were small."

While talking, Zhou Mo dragged Yan Qing to the front of the stall, handed out the copper plate and said, "Boss, let's be a group of rabbits."

boss:"???"

"What the hell, make a group?"

Zhou Mo frowned slightly, and took out a few more copper coins, "Is it enough?"

The boss shut up, took the bamboo stick and started to move.

After a while, Yan Qing received a giant sugar figurine with different styles and specifications from the samples at the same booth.

He held the sugar figurine, which was a mess and almost as big as his own face, and said slightly speechlessly, "... I can vaguely make out a few rabbits, but this one is so big, it looks like a wolf."

"Huh?" Zhou Mo grabbed Yan Qing's hand, looked up, raised his eyebrows and said, "The rabbit is you, and the gray wolf is me. It can be regarded as the boss's discerning eye."

Yan Qing withdrew his hand, angrily stretched the sugar man into the veil, bit the big bad wolf fiercely, and before he could speak harsh words, Zhou Mo lifted his veil in the next second, Quickly smacked the person's lips, and concluded, "Sweet."

Yan Qing blushed, stopped and stared at him.

Zhou Mo leaned over triumphantly, and licked the corner of his lips again, "You bite the big bad wolf, I bite the rabbit, there's nothing wrong with it."

Yan Qing couldn't say no to Zhou Mo, so he whispered, "It's not a rabbit. Rabbits will bite people when they are in a hurry, but I won't bite Ah Mo."

Zhou Mo didn't hear what Qing Yanqing said, because the two had already arrived at the place with the most people, and they were pushed by the crowd inexplicably to the front of the juggling site.

The strong man in the middle was lying on the ground with a big stone covering his chest. As soon as Yan Qing and Zhou Mo came in, they saw the scene where the hammer fell and hit the strong man fiercely.

Yan Qing had never seen this scene before, so she screamed in fright and threw herself into Zhou Mo's arms.

Zhou Mo rubbed Yan Qing's head, bowed his head beside the person and whispered comfortingly, "It's just an acrobat, it's all right, Qing'er, look, that person is all right."

After hearing this, Yan Qing turned her head with lingering fear. After all, it was only natural for Yan Qing to be afraid when such a big hammer fell suddenly from a high altitude.

He covered his eyes with his hands, and carefully watched the scene through the cracks of his hands. When he saw that the strong man was intact and even alive and kicking, he was so shocked that he tugged at Zhoumo's sleeve, "Ah Mo, Ah Mo, he's fine!"

"...The stone is broken, but he is fine!"

Zhou Mo smiled and said, "Otherwise, how can it be called acrobatics?"

While the two were talking, the man with the hammer changed into two torches at some point. He approached the crowd with the torch and waved it in front of them. Shrinking, "...Ah Mo, what is he going to do?"

Zhou Mo watched the audience kneel down on one knee and held up the torches, and became a little interested, "Folk artists, play with fire."

Hearing this, Yan Qing couldn't help but squeezed Zhou Mo's hand tightly.

The people in that scene had their mouths wide open and their heads held high, the torch quickly entered their mouths, and then miraculously went out.

There was a burst of applause from the crowd, and Yan Qing was slightly relieved.

The man performed another four or five times of swallowing fire, walked back to the arena and poured something into his mouth, the two torches were put together, facing Zhou Mo's direction.

He first turned the torch several times in his hand, then he stepped forward, held the torch high, let out a breath from his mouth, and suddenly a ball of flame gushed out, and the pillar of fire shot out half a meter away.

Yan Qing's face turned pale, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably. He squatted down in pain while holding his head, scenes of flames bursting out quickly flashed through his mind, followed by the scorching heat that made people feel sick. Feeling out of breath.

"Qing'er?" Zhou Mo was startled, and hurriedly rushed out of the crowd with Yan Qing, how could he have forgotten, Yan Qing was afraid of fire.

...The charcoal fire used in daily life is still acceptable, but he is terribly afraid of such a large area of ​​fire, and he realized it as early as when he burned Zou Yu.

Zhou Mo was annoyed by his memory, and hugged Yan Qing horizontally away from the juggling place, looking at the pale-faced and dull-eyed person, Zhou Mo squeezed Yan Qing's hand distressedly, and then supported Yan Qing's head, forcing Watch him look at himself.

"Qing'er, Qing'er, it's okay, don't be afraid, we've already come out."

The focus in Yan Qing's eyes slowly came back. He looked at the person in front of him, and gently stroked Zhou Mo's face with trembling fingers, and it took him a while to respond.

Zhou Mo breathed a sigh of relief, hugged him into his arms, and patted his back, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I forgot."