Mahogany hairpin

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That day Mu Zhao was holding a bunch of candied haws, thinking that Ah Ruo had begged for a long time, and he would definitely like it when he saw it.Unexpectedly, when he entered the hospital, he did not see A Ruo waiting as usual.Mu Zhao felt uneasy in his heart, and when he entered the room, he saw that the quilt on the bed was raised.Ah Ruo lay on his side, with the back of his head facing him.

When he had something on his mind, Mu Zhao went to tease him: "Ah Ruo, don't you want to see me today?"

Ah Ruo lifted the quilt to cover his head, and said in a muffled voice, "A Ruo fell asleep."

"Really? Well, the candied haws were bought for nothing." Mu Zhao didn't believe it, pretended to be sad, and sighed a few times.

The person under the quilt moved, Mu Zhao saw this, and put the candied haws on the table: "In that case, I'll go first." He took a few steps on the spot, only staring at him for reaction.

Sure enough, Ah Ruo fell for the trap, lifted the quilt and sat up, aggrieved: "Don't go."

A patch of black and blue hideously appeared before his eyes, and it was more conspicuous on the white face.Mu Zhao was startled, and just stared at it: "What's going on?" He heard his voice tremble slightly.

"No...nothing." Ah Ruo covered his face with his hands as if bewildered, and rolled his eyes, not daring to look at him.

Seeing that he didn't want to say more, Mu Zhao said a few words of comfort, and when he fell asleep, he reached out to touch his face.Although Ah Ruo was in a dream, he also frowned and snorted.Mu Zhao withdrew his hand, blew on Wuqing, tucked up the quilt for him, and went out.

This night, the moon was dark and the stars were pale, Mu Zhao raised his head to look at the pitch-black sky, feeling chills all over his body.That bruise was obviously beaten.If Ah Ruo doesn't go out all day, the servants will not be so bold, who would it be...

The cold wind blew his sleeve robe, and a faint fragrance wafted in the air.Mu Zhao seemed to have sensed it, and walked straight to a corner of the courtyard.The peach branches that were broken in two were thrown there, and the peach petals were scattered everywhere, and they were ground into mud.Mu Zhao squatted on the bed, and took a closer look under the faint moonlight. There were a few horizontal strokes on the dirt, which looked like A Ruo's crooked writing, but it was a pity that it was covered by footprints and it was difficult to distinguish.

Mu Zhao stretched out his hands to cover the ground, closed his eyes, and frowned gradually.

——"Yo, what did you write that fool? Mu..." The young man, who resembled Ah Ruo five points, came drunk and looked at the ground with his head.

"No, don't look at it." A Ruo turned to look at him, folded his arms subconsciously, and smiled flatteringly.Brother Gongzi frowned and kicked him on the shoulder.Ah Ruo staggered and fell to the ground.

"It's just a broken word." Brother Young Master raised his eyebrows, looked down, and stepped on it.

Ah Ruo screamed "Ah", her eyes were red, she turned her head and got up and bit his leg.

"Ouch!" Brother Gongzi cried out in pain, and the servants who followed him rushed forward to restrain Ah Ruo.Ah Ruo whimpered, struggling like a trapped animal.In the confusion, some servant punched him in the face.

"Okay." Brother Young Master waved his hand and gave him a sideways glance, "I didn't expect you to be so funny, I'll come to you tomorrow—Brother."

He left contentedly.Ah Ruo sat on the ground, held up the peach branch that had been stepped on in two, curled his mouth, and tears flowed down like broken threads.

Five fingers across the ground, then clenched into a fist and smashed down hard on the ground.Mu Zhao stood up, looked at the place where the Second Young Master Wang lived, and pressed his lips tightly.

Wang Er shivered, feeling the coolness in his sleep, and wrapped the quilt tightly in a daze.The next day someone made the bed for him, the two of them touched the quilt, looked at each other in surprise, suppressed a smile, and lowered their heads tacitly—the second young master is so old that he wets the bed, it's really... tsk.

Wang Er always felt that things were not going well for him recently, and he was irritable, which caused more and more trouble for A Ruo.Mu Zhao came to see Ah Ruo for a few days, and saw that new wounds covered his body, he shrank even more when he spoke, and the smile disappeared from his face.Asked him but he hesitated and refused to speak, as if he had returned to the way Mu Zhao first met him.

Mu Zhao knew who the culprit was, but he couldn't say clearly, so he could only try to make Ah Ruo happy.Ah Ruo also laughed, but very reluctantly.Before going to sleep, he begged in a low voice: "Jun Mu, don't go."

Mu Zhao clapped his hands and responded softly, "Okay."

Ah Ruo closed his eyes, his eyelashes trembled, and said again: "Jun Mu, don't go."

"it is good."

"Don't go."

"it is good."

He said it several times, and Mu Zhao responded several times until he fell into a deep sleep.

Mu Zhao fixed his eyes on his face, and then stared at the dancing candle flame in a trance.After a long time, he let out a long sigh, got up and blew out the candle.

That night, Wang Er somehow fell off the bed and twisted his waist.The muscles and bones are injured, and it may take a hundred days to go to the ground.

五

Just when the doctor who rushed over overnight couldn't figure out why the second son fell off the bed, Mu Zhao smiled and refused Yingying Yanyan who came up to him, went straight to the second floor, and pushed open the door of Fengniang's room.

Feng Niang was originally from the south of the Yangtze River, and she eloped to Beijing with her sweetheart, not wanting to become a land of fireworks.The wind and frost in the capital did not reduce its softness, but added a bit of mellowness.At this moment, when she saw someone intruding, she stopped playing the piano, Qiushui Jiantong looked at him from a distance, and seemed to have all kinds of tenderness to tell him.How many men can refuse such a pair of affectionate eyes?

But Mu Zhao didn't even look at it, he walked straight towards Ruantao, stared at the man lying on his side, and remained silent.

"Senior brother, you are preventing me from seeing the beauty." The man on the floor opened his eyes slowly, folded up his open skirt, and said with a smile: "Why, you want to see me instead of accompanying your little fool?"

"..."

Liu Sheng saw that his senior brother's face was not right, he winked at Feng Niang, and seeing her go out, he said seriously: "What's the matter?"

"Is there a way to cure Ah Ruo's dementia?"

"What should I do?" Liu Sheng felt relieved, and casually picked up the wine glass, "It's not like you don't know that his mother was worrying too much at that time, and there was poison in her body. It would be difficult for Ah Ruo to be born. This is brought from the mother's womb. How can there be any medicine to cure the problem? Unless..." At this point, he suddenly realized something, sat up suddenly, and didn't care about the wine, "Could it be that you...?"

"Yes." Mu Zhao looked at him calmly, "His mother is kind to me."

"You are a peach branch that has received the aura of heaven and earth. If you don't have the heart and soul of the maiko, you can also take the form of a human in time. This kind of kindness, you have been with that fool for so long, it is not worth it..." Liu Sheng got up angrily, The wine glass was crushed with a "bang".

"I don't want to see him being bullied anymore. Only when I grow up can I be like Yongyi. You know I don't like sunrise, and I don't care about him when I practice during the day." Mu Zhao looked up at him, and squeezed his hand as if nothing had happened, " Don't get hurt."

Liu Sheng let him sit down with his hand, only to feel that his brain had been soaked by the tears of the boudoir's longing for a hundred years, and he was clearly as stupid as that idiot.Or is he, the willow, destined to part with others?The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became, but Liu Sheng knew that he seemed gentle, and once the decision was hard to change, he looked down at his hand: "Since you have made up your mind, you still come to ask me what I want to do."

"A Liu, if you have time, take a look at him for me."

There was a "bang", as if something was thrown to the ground again.Feng Niang pawed at the door mournfully, feeling a pain in her heart.Where did this young man who appeared out of nowhere come from?Lonely and widowed in the middle of the night, and kicked her out... That's her room!It was rumored that she was going to be laughed to death by those little bastards.

She was hesitating, and after a long silence in the room, the door "squeaked" opened, and the young man who came out gave her a gentle smile, put the money into her palm, and apologized.

Feng Niang smelled a faint fragrance of peach blossoms, raised her head and stared blankly at his eyebrows, and didn't come back to her senses until he walked away.This son...better looking than Liu Lang.

"How is my senior brother?" A low sigh came from behind, and a hand was placed on her shoulder.

Feng Niang was startled, and was busy thinking about how to deal with it, but she heard the person behind her sneer suddenly: "It really is a peach blossom, passionate and ruthless." Her bones seemed to be crushed, and she couldn't help crying in her heart, so she could only say coquettishly: "Liu Lang, what are you talking about~"

"It's nothing." Liu Sheng came back to his senses, put away his hands and entered the room.

Feng Niang glanced at him, but lowered her head, not daring to look any further.At that moment, she clearly saw a few flashes of light flashing from the corners of the eyes of this always romantic young man.