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It began to rain lightly in the evening, and it was the rainy season, so the prison was cold and damp, and even the air was filled with water vapor.

With hay hanging from his mouth, Mo Zhui lay down on the wormwood in boredom, and threw the quilt aside.He has a strange physique, and he never fell ill after a serious illness in his childhood. Since then, "the four seasons are like spring", no matter the severe cold or hot summer, he only wears spring clothes, and he is not afraid of heat or cold.In winter, it can be used as a couch to warm the bed, and in summer, it can be flattened as a summer mat.

Mo Zhui couldn't figure out why everyone called him An Xing.Calculating the numbers, he only had seven years of memory, and it was seven years before An Yi disappeared. Thinking carefully, he is really that wasteful?There is no reason, he obviously has a useless hand, could it be that An Yi is left-handed... Mo Zhui looked at his left hand, it is not flexible, it can still hold a spoon, but it can't be flamboyant when it comes to painting?

Mo Zhui thought about it for a long time, and came to a conclusion, if he had to be An Yi, it must be painting with his butt.

Ding Lu took Bai Shuiqin to the cell.What is an unforgettable memory?Of course, An Yi's default fiancée - Bai Shuiqin.

Bai Shuiqin brought a soft pillow, and as soon as the prison officer unlocked it, he couldn't wait to step in the door. Reunited after a long absence, he swallowed silently, with tears in his eyes: "Mr. An!"

Mo Zhui didn't want to pay attention at first, thinking it was the group of strange men in the hall who came to visit him, but when he heard a nice female voice, he turned his head and asked, "Who are you?"

Bai Shuiqin was full of sorrows, but in the end, he was more happy than sad, wiped away his tears and laughed: "Young master, I don't remember, don't worry, Shuiqin will do my best to help the imperial physician and Mr. Ding to treat you. My son put this pillow If you sleep irregularly, you will easily get a stiff neck." Shui Qin was so happy that he couldn't stop talking, and closed the quilt for Mo Zhui, "Although the young master is not afraid of the cold, but the humidity is heavy, at least wrap it up to block it. I don't think so now that I am young and energetic. If you accidentally fall into the root of the disease, what will you do when you grow old?"

The woman is gentle and considerate, pretty and pleasant, with a pair of bright gray eyes that are particularly agile, and seem to have endless thoughts. Although she is from a small family, she faintly has the air of a capable and mature master in her gestures and gestures.

Mo Zhuan lamented that this world is really screwed up, such a good girl is actually acquired by a womanizer, and those good men who are determined to do nothing will be punished. "The girl is not lacking in intelligence, right? I know a scholar from the neighboring village. He has a good character and a handsome appearance. He is not inferior to ruffian An at all. How about introducing him to you?"

Bai Shuiqin withdrew his smile: "My lord is sick, so he's talking nonsense."

"Seeing that you are a good person, I advise you not to get close to An Xiao, and be careful not to make friends carelessly." Mo Zhui looked at the woman carefully again, and said in shock, "I know who you are. Little girl. Where are you from?"

"The Imperial Academy grinds maids."

"Come to find An whoring?"

"Ah."

"Where there is no fragrant grass in the end of the world, why bother!"

Several prison officers came in and out and moved some things, as if they were going to set up a pot.While setting the fire, Ding Lu joked, "Do you know that you are very similar to An Yi?"

Mo Zhui said: "If you are unlucky, you will be born with someone who bumps into your face."

The pot stand is ready, and the table is covered with raw food.Mo Zhui understood, lifted the quilt and walked to the table: "I like to eat hot pot on rainy days, my heart is warm."

Mo Zhui was about to drink soup, and Bai Shuiqin served him a bowl with foresight.Mo Zhuilue was embarrassed: "Thank you, Miss, I'll do it myself."

After Mo Zhui finished drinking to his heart's content, Ding Lu said: "An Yi is bad at arithmetic, loves to count on his fingers, likes to eat hot pot on rainy days, and has to drink a bowl of unfinished soup before eating."

Mo Zhui listened, and silently put down the bowl.

"Eight years ago, An Yi broke his right hand, so he didn't eat hot pot very much. It was difficult to pick up vegetables, and then he fell in love with skewers and candied haws." Ding Lu skewered the cooked meatballs one by one with chopsticks, and put them in a Mochai bowl. Li, "Because it can be held with the left hand."

Mo Zhui wanted to shake Ding Lu's face very much, but his lust was hard to dissipate, so he picked up the ball skewers with his left hand without complacency, and began to eat half-heartedly. "Then how does he paint?"

Ding Lu gloomily drank a cup of wine, his heart seemed to be stuffy, and his voice was filled with discomfort, he said: "Ghost knows, use your butt?"

I thought of going with him!A thousand cups of wine are rare when you meet a bosom friend: "Come, come, let's have a drink!"

Ding Lu threw away the wine glass, picked up the wine jar and drank it to the end. After a while, he narrowed his eyes and said drunkenly while eating the meat: "Lao An, Lao An, I miss you!"

Ding Lu seemed to be crazy about selling wine, Mo Zhui didn't know whether to pay attention to him or not.Forget it, let's take care of it, after all, he brings food for himself. "What do you miss him?"

Ding Lu shook the wine jar with his arms in his arms and said, "I think back in the back alleys, in front of the broken paper windows, the lights were like beans. I was writing a book by the bedside, and you were grinding and painting at the end of the bed. It was so soul-stirring. It’s like a song and weeping collection of spring boudoirs. You and I forgot to eat and sleep, worked for three days and three nights, and forgot that there was an old woman waiting to be fed on the sick bed. Booked the articles and paintings into a book, and during the day I told you books and you sold them. Earn three liang of money, one or two to go to the flower garden, one or two to treat the old lady, and one or two to marry a wife... What a high-spirited, high-spirited ambition!"

Mo Zhui never knew that selling banned books could be so noble and exciting.

The scale of speaking was a bit loud, Bai Shuiqin lowered his head in embarrassment.

As Ding Lu talked, tears streaming down his face, he picked up his sleeve and sniffed his nose hard, and continued: "That was the time I miss the most. I caught the boatman and waited for you at the ferry, and you didn't come until early in the morning. What are you doing?" I waited for five days, why did you run away? I didn’t know what to eat when I got home, and I held your funeral for three years. My mother urged me to ask for a wife, so I abducted the old driver’s daughter. Based on my many years With my book writing experience, with my best copulation posture, I easily made my daughter-in-law pregnant with twins, and the child is now three years old. But where are you, Lao An? I don’t know where to tell you about such a happy event! "

Bai Shuiqin's heart skipped a beat: "Mourning?"

Ding Lu was already in a daze. Hearing this, he regained a little consciousness. He was silent for a moment, looked at Bai Shuiqin lazily, and said fiercely: "I will treat him as dead, as if he is dead!"

Bai Shuiqin was taken aback.

Ding Lu thumped his heart and said: "It's so busy, I can't tell anyone! I was in a daze for a day when I wanted to write something. Fortunately, I heard about you again, and suddenly the clouds opened and the moon shone! Haha, I brought Putting on the folding fan you gave me, I came to Luocheng overnight, and my heart was twitching when I saw you, but why did you kick me into the gutter. Only then did I realize that you were stupid, and I was punished with alcohol!"

Ding Lu poured Mo Zhuiman a glass, and the wine spilled all over the table.The reason why Yu Yang hates Ding Lu's "illustrations and texts" is that his articles can have comfortable drawings.Books and paintings can depend on each other, so why not calligraphy and paintings!

"Yes, yes, I'll drink it." Seeing that Ding Lu seemed really distressed, Mo Zhui hurriedly drank it clean.Although Ding An's character is bad, he has a good friend and a pure friendship. "I wish you two get married and die together."

Ding Lu frowned: "Go away, I have a woman! The trick you use to disgust His Majesty, don't disgust me."

Bai Shuiqin was deeply touched, choked up slightly, filled a glass of wine and drank it by himself.

Mo Zhui added some food to Bai Shuiqin, and comforted him: "Girl, don't imitate him. Eat something."

"Okay." Bai Shuiqin put away his sadness, smiled slightly, and went back to add food to Mo Zhui's bowl. "I am the same as Mr. Ding. I am overjoyed to see you again, young master."

Ding Lu laughed loudly, and said wildly: "When your illness is cured, take us to your house to meet the old man, and take care of your affairs by the way, everyone will be happy!"

Bai Shuiqin quickly poured tea for Ding Lu: "Mr. Ding, you are drunk, drink some tea to relieve yourself."

Ding Lu put aside and said, "I'm not drunk! An Yi has long said that he wants to marry you. If it wasn't for something wrong with his brain, the children of our two families would have gone to school hand in hand."

Bai Shuiqin was stunned, seemed a little impatient, and restrained himself: "Young master never said...marry me."

Ding Lu looked at Mo Zhui drunkenly: "Didn't you tell your younger siblings that year on Qixi Festival?" Ding Lu directly called Bai Shuiqin his younger siblings.

Mo Zhui looked at Ding Lu, then at Bai Shuiqin, and said speechlessly, "How do I know?"

Bai Shuiqin recalled the past carefully, she was stupid, she could only grind and pour tea, but she remembered and erased An Yi's words and deeds. "I remember one Qixi Festival, the young master bought me the cowpea sausage from Yuheng Restaurant outside the palace. Don't laugh at Mr. Ding. I have lived in the palace for a long time, and my life has been the same, so I will always remember the occasional surprise."

Ding Lu nodded fiercely, and hiccupped: "I didn't laugh, it was that time. I went to buy it with Bi Zhi."

Bai Shuiqin: "While I was eating... he faltered and said some strange things to me, thinking that he had something important to say, and then His Majesty came down, because the mouse bit his clothes, His Majesty reprimanded him, and he came back I didn’t feel like talking about it after that.”

Ding Lu patted the table and sighed, lost his senses and said: "That's right, at that critical moment! He wants to say that he will ask the Queen Mother to marry you to him, and he wants to marry you in a good and fair manner!"

Bai Shuiqin was speechless immediately, the bowl and chopsticks in his hand fell to the ground, and he looked at Mo Zhui absentmindedly.

Mo Zhui flinched: "Look at what I do, it's not what I said. I love Sanniang."

Bai Shuiqin's eyes trembled, he hesitated to speak, and ran out of the cell.

Ding Lu said angrily, "Looking at what you say, it's hurting my brother and sister."

"I... have been wronged."

In the middle of the night, the lights in Yu Yang's room were still on.Just now the prison chief came to report the situation in the prison, Yu Yang wandered back to the past.

On the Qixi Festival of that year, Southern Province paid tribute to an excellent Duan inkstone, carved with water from Dongting Lake.A good inkstone matches a good man, so he picked up the inkstone and rushed to the Hanlin Academy, passing through the grove outside the courtyard.The mouse was tied under a pine tree, taking a comfortable siesta, while An Yi and Bai Shuiqin sat under a distant grape trellis, chatting and laughing.

He put away his smile, left his mind and walked over quietly, listening to the conversation between the two.

—— "Shuiqin, how does the fatty sausage taste?"

——"My son bought it, and it's all good."

—— "Then...then you eat more, I... bought two servings."

——"My lord, you are sweating, I'll wipe it off for you."

——"Thank you. Shuiqin..."

——"What do you want to say, son?"

——"I...remember the Queen Mother promised to fulfill my three wishes?"

——"Remember. You saved the princess, and the queen mother is very grateful to you."

——"My first wish is to ask Nanguo to stop paying tribute to durians; my second wish..."

——"You begged for a good horse, and you are going to travel around the world."

——"I will come back in just one more year. When I come back, I will ask the Queen Mother for a third wish, please..."

The more he heard it, the more he felt something was wrong. It was Qixi Festival, and An Yi would definitely do something.

——"What is the third good wish?"

——"I...uh, I..."

Urgent!Almost instinctively, he threw away the inkstone in his hand, hurriedly ran under the pine tree, grabbed the mouse's head and pressed it to his cuff, and ordered in a low voice and hurriedly: "Quickly bite, quickly bite, stupid dog."

Mouse's stray dog ​​was just like his master, who dared to offend him, even if he died, he would not open his mouth.

Anxiously, he pried open the mouse's mouth, stuffed the sleeves in, clamped the mouse's mouth with one hand, and pulled the sleeves out with the other, insisting on making a hole.But the mouse rubbed its leg and escaped from his confinement.

Over there: "I want to ask the Queen Mother to..."

In the nick of time, he moved by himself, biting a big hole in his sleeve, and then said angrily: "An Yi, watch your dog!"

An Yi was startled by him, knelt on the ground and kowtowed.Glancing at the mouse, it hid behind the pine tree and lay down pitifully, with great grievances in its eyes.

He almost smashed his sleeves to An Yi's face: "The mad dog tore off my sleeves, you can see for yourself!"

"I...I pay."

"Can you afford it?"

"Then... what to do?"

"Take it and sew it, it won't mend your life carefully!"

After thinking about it, Yu Yang closed his eyes helplessly and covered his forehead.What he was most afraid of hearing, Bai Shuiqin still heard it today, even if it was said from Ding Lu's mouth.

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The female supporting role is a small boss, as can be seen from the name.