There is only one room between Yixiangju and Yunshu Pavilion, and Xiao Mo can vaguely hear any big movements there, so Xiao Mo didn't sleep well that night.

Early the next morning, Yixiangju finally calmed down, Xiao Mo could finally fall asleep, He Bao came to report, and Pei Zhenyuan came to pick him up.

Xiao Mo left Yunshu Pavilion with dark circles under his eyes and depression all over his body, and happened to see a middle-aged man who looked like a doctor enter Yixiangju with a medicine box on his back.

Xiao Mo walked past Yixiangju, and before he could take a look inside, the door of Yixiangju was closed, but Xiao Mo couldn't ignore the strong smell of blood no matter what.

Although Tsing Yi used that pot of coral bonsai to plot against him before, Xiao Mo still couldn't help feeling a little sympathy for Tsing Yi.

It's just that he can't do anything except sympathize.

Pei Zhenyuan was standing in the morning light and waiting for Xiao Mo. When Xiao Mo came down the stairs, Pei Zhenyuan saw him and moved his right foot slightly, but that was all. He didn't greet Xiao Mo like he did before. Instead, he stood where he was and waved at Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and was about to walk quickly towards Pei Zhenyuan, but his eyes dimmed, and then Xie Dong stopped in front of Xiao Mo.

Xie Dong handed Xiao Mo the apron that Xiao Mo had worn before, and quickly organized his words, but he still didn't know how to speak, so he could only stammer:

"This is the cap that Langjun left in the prince's house before, the prince, the prince asked me to return it to the prince, uh... the prince also said... the prince is in bad shape, so you should wear the cap when you go out , Scaring the people in the city...is not good."

Xiao Mo: "..."

Pei Zhenyuan at the door: "..."

Pei Zhenyuan finally came over, took the cap from Xie Dong for Xiao Mo, and put it on for Xiao Mo himself.

After confirming that Xiao Mo had put on the cap, Xie Dong bowed to leave. Xiao Mo was held by Pei Zhenyuan and got into the carriage parked at the gate of Lingyuan together.

After the carriage moved, Xiao Mo asked Pei Zhenyuan through the apron: "Is my image really unsightly?"

Pei Zhenyuan pulled Xiao Mo over and hugged him by the waist: "It's not that it's unsightly, but I'm afraid that some people will feel ashamed." The most important thing is that it's not good to be recognized.

Xiao Mo smiled lightly: "Your words still please my ears."

There is a river ten miles outside the capital, which is the Grand Canal dug by the previous dynasty to connect the north and the south.

It was early winter at this time, and the scenery on both sides of the canal was getting more and more depressed, so the three-story painting cruise ship painted red was very eye-catching. As soon as Xiao Mo got off the carriage, he saw the cinnabar between the sky and the earth, which was smeared like ink and ink.

Pei Zhenyuan pulled Xiao Mo towards the boat docked on the shore, and just as he took a step, he heard the sound of hoofbeats behind him. The two subconsciously looked back, and saw seven or eight fine horses and three carriages galloping towards them.

Pei Zhenyuan subconsciously pulled Xiao Mo aside to give way, but a black-haired horse stopped abruptly in front of Pei Zhenyuan and Xiao Mo, and then a pleasantly surprised voice came from above:

"Brother Wenxi, why are you here?"

Xiao Mo felt that this person's voice seemed a little familiar. Looking up, he vaguely remembered that this person should have been seen in Xilin Academy last time.

Pei Zhenyuan had no choice but to let go of Xiao Mo's hand, and made a fistful salute to the person who came:

"Brother Boya, I didn't expect to meet you here."

Cheng Zhijie got off his horse and replied with a smile: "My brother and I came here to enjoy the scenery with some friends from the family today. Where is Brother Wenxi? What are you here for?" As he spoke, he glanced thoughtfully at To Xiao Mo who was beside Pei Zhenyuan.

Pei Zhenyuan looked at Xiao Mo following Cheng Zhijie's gaze, and then said, "Yun Mo, Boya, you should have seen him in Xilin Academy before."

Hearing Pei Zhenyuan's introduction, Cheng Zhijie instantly thought of Xiao Mo, and couldn't help showing a meaningful expression, because last time in Xilin Academy, Xiao Mo was taken away halfway by Gong Xi, so Cheng Zhijie and others present were very curious about Xiao Mo's identity , So after a little inquiring, I found out that Xiao Mo is not a literati, but just a young man in Lingyuan.

Although he knew Xiao Mo's identity, Cheng Zhijie didn't reveal anything, but greeted Xiao Mo politely as usual, and then asked curiously: "Why is Yun Mo still wearing a cap? Is it because he is afraid that people will see you?" beauty?"

As someone who has seen it before, Xiao Mo felt that it didn't matter if he didn't wear the apron, so he wanted to take off the apron, but Pei Zhenyuan held down the hand he was about to raise.

"Yun Mo was caught in the wind," Pei Zhenyuan said, "I got some rashes on my body, I used my hat to block the cold wind." Cheng Zhijie said, his brother Cheng Zhiyuan also came, as an imperial official, Cheng Zhiyuan often had to Seeing Shengyan, he naturally recognizes Xiao Mo, so this hat must not be taken off.

After hearing Pei Zhenyuan's explanation, Cheng Zhijie understood: "So that's how it is."

While speaking, several horses and carriages behind also stopped in front of Xiao Mo and Pei Zhenyuan one after another. The horses turned over and dismounted several handsome young men from aristocratic families. After the carriage stopped, the curtain moved slightly, but came down Several well-known ladies with dignified and generous appearance.

Except for Cheng Zhijie, Xiao Mo didn't know anyone else, and Pei Zhenyuan was obviously familiar with several of them. After exchanging greetings one by one, Pei Zhenyuan took the initiative to invite everyone:

"Since you are here to enjoy the scenery, the scenery on the shore is limited, why not sit on my cruise ship, so that you can enjoy more scenery."

Xiao Mo was a little surprised by Pei Zhenyuan's decision. Today is Pei Zhenyuan's birthday. Xiao Mo thought that Pei Zhenyuan might be more willing to live with him, but he didn't expect that he would take the initiative to invite these aristocratic princes and ladies.

However, Xiao Mo was only surprised for a moment, then followed Pei Zhenyuan and led everyone onto the cruise ship.

Wei Wensheng stared at Xiao Mo's back in front of him, and frowned at Cheng Zhiyuan beside him, "Why do I think this young man in a cap looks so familiar?"

Cheng Zhiyuan looked at Xiao Mo following Wei Wensheng's gaze, and also felt that Xiao Mo's back was familiar, so he pulled his younger brother Cheng Zhijie over and asked in a low voice:

"Who is this young man in blue next to Pei Zhenyuan?"

If someone asked, Cheng Zhijie would definitely not tell the truth, he would only say that he was a friend of Pei Zhenyuan, but now that his own brother is asking, he must tell the truth, so he avoided everyone and whispered:

"This person's name is Yun Mo. On the surface, he is Pei Zhenyuan's friend, but in fact... he is Lingyuan's lord."

Lingyuan...

Cheng Zhiyuan almost immediately remembered what Tsing Yi had informed him about Pei Zhenyuan's contracting Xiao Mo, and he had a glimpse of understanding in his eyes, while Wei Wencheng beside him frowned, with a look of disgust across his face.

Cheng Zhiyuan glanced at Wei Wensheng seemingly inadvertently, and was very satisfied with the expression on Wei Wensheng's face, but this satisfaction was too abrupt, so Cheng Zhiyuan naturally covered it up, but showed a warm and soft smile, Make the viewer like a spring breeze.

As if feeling the gaze cast behind him, Xiao Mo turned his head and was facing Cheng Zhiyuan's spring-like smile. .

"What are you looking at?" Pei Zhenyuan lowered his head and asked Xiao Mo with a smile, "I can feel your mad eyes through this layer of veil."

Xiao Mo hooked the corners of his mouth: "The young man in the back has a prettier smile than Boss Pei!"

Pei Zhenyuan narrowed his eyes and pinched Xiao Mo's Weiliang hand: "If you dare to look around again, I will scratch that young master's face."

Xiao Mo laughed softly: "I thought you would say that if I dare to look around, you will poke my eyes out."

Pei Zhenyuan whispered beside Xiao Mo, "Then I can't bear it."

The interaction between the two was seen by everyone, but they pretended not to see it, but many people, especially those from famous families, hated Xiao Mo to the extreme.

Because there are many people in the same company, Pei Zhenyuan can't pay attention to Xiao Mo all the time, and Xiao Mo is not familiar with these people, so he just sits and watches these people sighing at the dead branches and leaves on both sides of the strait, and feels very lively for a while .

I don’t know who came up with the idea to compose a poem on the subject of an old tree with a crooked neck on the shore. The already lively atmosphere became even more lively now, with talented scholars and beauties racking their brains to show off their talents .

Cheng Zhijie is an expert at enlivening the atmosphere. Seeing that everyone was enthusiastic, only Xiao Mo sat alone in a corner without saying a word, so he wanted to let Xiao Mo join in the excitement, so he said:

"Yunmo, you see that each of us has written a poem, why don't you write one too, and be happy with us."

poetry?That also requires him to be able to do it!As soon as Cheng Zhijie's suggestion came out, all he could think of was "A Thousand Mountains and Birds Are Flying Absolutely".

When Xiao Mo was struggling with how to get out of the predicament, Pei Zhenyuan, who was talking to a few ladies from aristocratic families, came over and rescued Xiao Mo:

"Yun Mo had a serious illness before, and many memories in his mind were erased, and the past learning also disappeared, so, Boya, don't make things difficult for Yun Mo."

Cheng Zhijie showed embarrassment, and was about to say something to give Xiao Mo a step down, when he heard Cheng Zhiyuan say in a gentle manner:

"Memory has been erased? This is the first time I've heard of it in my life. Wen Sheng, you are well-informed, but have you ever heard of this kind of illness?"

Wei Wensheng shook his head: "It's also the first time I've heard of it."

Cheng Zhiyuan's eyes fell on Xiao Mo, as if he was probing: "Brother Yun Mo, have you really forgotten everything from the past?"

The white gauze moved slightly, Xiao Mo raised his head, met Cheng Zhiyuan's eyes through the hat, and nodded calmly: "Indeed, I don't remember anything from the past. As for composing poems, I really can't do it now."

Cheng Zhiyuan's eyes still stayed on Xiao Mo, smiling all over his face, but he was a little surprised by Xiao Mo's amnesia in his heart. No wonder Xiao Mo didn't have any overreaction when he saw him. It turned out that he didn't remember! ?

While Cheng Zhiyuan was staring at Xiao Mo's eyes and exploring, Wei Wencheng who was on the side heard Xiao Mo's voice, opened his eyes suddenly, and stared at the cap covering Xiao Mo's face, as if he could see the white gauze in this way. After that, Xiao Mo's true face remained the same.

Wei Wensheng's gaze was so hot that Xiao Mo couldn't even pay attention, so he turned his gaze to Wei Wensheng:

"Why is this young man looking at me like that?"

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