Jun Ruyu

Mo Zhuliu was not seriously injured at first, but because his arm had been injured too many times, the wound healed very slowly.

After reluctantly finding a doctor to bandage him, Jiang Fengmian proposed to take him to Yunmeng to rest for a while.

At first, Mo Zhuliu thought about going back to Qishan and giving the scales to Wen Ruohan, but when he thought about his injuries, he would definitely not get a good face if he saw him, so he agreed to Jiang Fengmian's invitation.

When I came to Yunmeng by boat, I saw another beautiful scenery. Although the season was wrong and I couldn't see the lotus leaves reaching the sky, just looking at the simple and happy folk customs of this place made people relax for a while.

After Yunmeng rested, Mo Zhuliu immediately wrote a letter and sent it to Lan Anting, telling him about the beautiful scenery of Yunmeng, hoping that he could come out to have a look when he recovered from his illness.He also wrote about his experience of catching water tigers at the bottom of Meishan Mountain, covering up his injured part, trying to tell the story vividly and interestingly, and it is best to make An Ting laugh.

Jiang Fengmian said that the Jiang family has a famous craftsman who makes magic weapons, and he can help him refine the scales of the water tiger into the magic weapons he wants.When the finished product came out, Mo Zhuliu touched it repeatedly, and he couldn't put it down.

This time Yunmeng helped him a lot, and it was really hard to repay him.

Wei Changze patted him on the shoulder and asked him which girl he wanted to give it to, with such dedication.

But when Mo Zhuliu said that this was a birthday gift for his young master, Wei Changze flattened his lips and sighed that you really put all your heart and soul into your young master.

Mo Zhuliu smiled and did not answer.It's a pity that on Wen Ruohan's birthday this year, he didn't come back from the battlefield, but fortunately, there is still next year.

There are still two weeks until the new year, and Mo Zhuliu knew that he couldn't delay any longer, so he had to say goodbye to Jiang Fengmian and Wei Changze.

When he returned to Yanyang Palace, Wen Buyun was not there, he must have gone back to the mountain, Mo Zhuliu wanted to find Wen Ruohan, but after looking at his bandaged arm, he decided to go back to the house to change it. A robe with tight sleeves that exposes the arms.

Just as he took off his middle coat, he heard a sound at the door. Looking back, Wen Ruohan clasped the door frame with one hand, his face sinking like water, staring at his body.

Mo Zhuliu paused, remembering that his back was also injured by scales, but it was only a minor injury, so he only applied medicine and didn't use bandages for bandaging because he thought it was troublesome.

Wen Ruohan smiled and said, "Are you going to Yunmeng to fight?"

While talking, he approached Mo Zhuliu, pressed his shoulder with one hand to make him turn his back, glanced at the wounds, and was silent for a while.

It wasn't until Mo Zhuliu felt that several hours had passed that Wen Ruohan stretched out his fingers, and stroked gently along the direction of the wound.

"hiss--"

Mo Zhuliu's whole body tensed up, and he didn't know if it was because the wound hurt again, or because the other party's fingers were too cold.

He didn't notice just now, Wen Ruohan seemed to be wearing only a single shirt, the winter hadn't passed yet, it was just nonsense.

He wanted to turn around, but Wen Ruohan fixed his shoulders, so he could only keep his back facing.

"!"

Mo Zhuliu felt the temperature around his waist and was stunned.Wen Ruohan held his waist, slowly tightened it, and at the same time spoke in his ear, the voice was very soft, the breath was warm and moist, with a dangerous temptation:

"What did you do in Yunmeng, huh?"

That "huh?" completely relieved Mo Zhuliu of all his energy.

He turned his head away, trying to avoid the feeling of being out of control, and quickly confessed: "I went to Meishan to find... Shuihu."

He thought to himself, let's talk about the birthday gift, the New Year is coming soon, so it's fine as a New Year's gift.

Wen Ruohan was stunned for a moment.Mo Zhuliu took the opportunity to escape from the clutches of the clutches, quickly took out the box he had just put into the cabinet, handed it to the other party, and said:

"It's the scales of the water tiger. I asked the famous craftsman in Yunmeng to refine it into a magic weapon for me. I will give it to you. Happy New Year."

Seeing Wen Ruohan just staring at him expressionlessly without speaking, as if unmoved, Mo Zhuliu hesitated, and added:

"Before I saw that you liked water tigers very much, and you drew many pictures of them. It happened that Mr. Yunmeng had a connection, so I borrowed his favor. The scales of water tigers can be used as body protection instruments. I thought it would be a birthday present." I will give it to you, young master... Uh, but it is a magic weapon for body protection after all, the sooner I give it, the more at ease I will be."

After all, Mo Zhuliu smiled slightly.Because he just came back from the rush, his hair was a bit messy, and after a few days in Yunmeng, his face was ruddy, and his face seemed to have more flesh.

Wen Ruohan was speechless.Stretching out his hand, he gently covered the injured arm of the other party, and finally said: "It's just a water tiger, it has suffered so many injuries. It's too weak."

Mo Zhuliu closed his smile, pursed his lips and said, "Well, I'm sorry."

"Not only you, but also those people from Yunmeng."

"But it's all because of them..."

"It's because they injured you all over?" Wen Ruohan sarcastically said.

Mo Zhuliu didn't have the strength to refute again, so he had to smile wryly, admitting defeat.

After spending these days with Wen Ruohan, he understood how stubborn his temper was and how competitive he was. At this time, he could only follow along, and absolutely not the opposite.

Wen Ruohan was speechless for a few more seconds, then suddenly took away the wooden box containing the scales, and said, "It's cold, put on your clothes."

Mo Zhuliu hurriedly put on his clothes.

Only the young master said again: "I mean I'm cold... Help me put on my robe."

Mo Zhuliu couldn't breathe from laughing in his heart, but he responded obediently on the surface.

The Yanyang Palace in the new year was full of prosperity and festiveness, and only in this kind of lively festival did Wen's advantages show up. The sun family emblems hanging everywhere added a lot of festive atmosphere to the new year.

Mo Zhuliu and other servants started to make arrangements early in the morning.

Wen Chang wore a mask and turban, and finished a feather duster, cleaning with them.It stands to reason that he is the young master of a separated family, so he should not have done these tasks, but he himself said that during the Chinese New Year, he should do what he should do during the New Year, otherwise he would not feel like a New Year.

Mo Zhuliu saw that he clearly hated dust but insisted on snatching other people's broom, laughed out loud, and then hurriedly handed over his own broom so that he would stop pestering others.

"It's great to have a life like this~ It's great to be like this all the time." Wen Chang said, his tone slipped in the end, as if he was lamenting.

Mo Zhuliu heard the words and looked at him. The young man was probably tired, so he took off his mask, held a broom, and opened his eyes to see everyone busy.The emotions in his eyes are inexplicably complicated, and it is always difficult to understand what he is thinking.

Mo Zhuliu said, you say that as if something will happen tomorrow, it is unlucky to celebrate the Chinese New Year.

Wen Chang snorted coldly, and opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something unlucky, but he gritted his teeth, remembering that it was Chinese New Year after all, so he shut his mouth.

At this time, the servant who was in charge of purchasing in the town led several people and came back with a large bag of things. Everyone crowded around excitedly to have a look, but after flipping through a few bags, the servant suddenly let out an "oops" , slapped his head, regretted that he was too busy buying decorations for the main hall, and forgot to prepare for the side room where their servants lived.

"Ah? Then what should I do? It's too late to go shopping now. The main hall has not been decorated yet, so the suzerain will definitely not let you go down the mountain again."

In fact, they are just trying to create a Chinese New Year atmosphere, but it is not necessary.

The domestic servant in charge of purchasing was sweating profusely after thinking for a few seconds, and suddenly remembered, saying that there are still leftovers from last year in the utility room, but the color may be a bit old.

The others, whether old or not, breathed a sigh of relief.The servant assigned a few people to go to the utility room to find the things.

Wen Chang poked Mo Zhuliu with a broom, and said that he had some new purchases this year, and he could send someone to bring them right away.

Mo Zhuliu smiled and declined, saying:

"Just buy a new one next year. There are a lot of things this year, so let's make ends meet."

Wen Chang's eyes widened suddenly, and he said, "You don't know...you plan to stay in Wen's house for a year?"

Mo Zhuliu said: "Of course, the Wen family treated me well, and the young master is kind to me, why should I leave?"

Wen Chang held his breath, and finally said angrily, then why don't you change your surname to Wen.

Seeing him dragging the broom to another place without saying a word, Mo Zhuliu felt helpless.

The sun is gradually setting, as if it has penetrated through another space, and the afterglow of the setting sun is so beautiful that it is unreal.

Wen Zhuliu.

He said it silently in his heart, then immediately shook his head.

He really hates his name.

At night, all the members of the main family and the representatives of the branch families gathered in the newly built city at the foot of the mountain. It was very lively and lively.

Mo Zhuliu followed Wen Ruohan and sat on the side of the main seat, waiting for him to pour wine and add food at any time.

The servant who was in charge of buying new clothes was also intentional, and specially changed Wen Ruohan's new crown, inlaid with red jade, which was very suitable for the occasion, and the belt was also changed to scarlet red, embroidered with exquisite silver patterns.

Mo Zhuliu heard that Wen Ruohan insisted on going to the shop to buy it by himself, but when he put down a golden bird hairpin and picked up a string of gold headgear with strange aesthetics, the female servant who followed him finally said in despair:

"...Sovereign, let me do it."

From the beginning to the end of the banquet, Wen Ruohan straightened his waist and calmly accepted the blessings and gifts from the branch family.

Wen Chang came with his father, and it was rare that he didn't show a disgusted expression when facing Wen Ruohan, from saluting to congratulating, he remained expressionless.

Many people came up to greet Wen Buyun, they almost forced their smiles, and made Wen Buyun happy after saying their congratulatory speeches, and then took the opportunity to say something.They don't usually see Wen Buyun, so they can only speak at this time after considering it.

Sitting in a high position, Wen Buyun was still leaning on the wooden wheelchair. He didn't know how he felt after hearing those words that were almost persecuting.

He became famous at a young age, took over the suzerain position when he reached the crown, was extremely talented, and was admired by thousands of people. Now he can't walk with his legs, and he has retired to the mountains and is indifferent to the world. Completely fell from the high platform.

——How many years can the Wen family last like this?

Wen Ruohan made a toast to his father, and when Mo Zhuliu poured the wine for him, he saw his hands trembling slightly.

After the year is over and the farce is over, Wen Ruohan told Mo Zhuliu that he would go on a trip with him.

Don't follow the flow, okay.

The author has something to say:

After I finished writing, I came across an article saying that there is a custom in the north to wear a red belt for children in the birth year, commonly known as "tied red", which can avoid evil and eliminate disasters, which is a bit interesting~

Here's wishing everyone a happy new year

The original book was locked and my heart ached so I had to go to review the animated version, but I re-watched the bloodbathed Lotus Pier QAQ

During the writing process, there should be no interference. I found that there are quite a lot of problems in my settings, so I can only bite the bullet and write down.

It's a cool article, I don't have to worry about it, just write happily

Recently, I have committed an old problem again. I pay too much attention to the progress of the plot, so that the writing is very sloppy... I must calm down

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