Cloudy Shadow and Clear Light "Mo Yu x Mu Xuanying"

, "Why not do it?"

"Farewell."

Mo Yu didn't look sideways, took the bottle of antidote and walked out of the casino, Wei Rousi didn't let his subordinates stop him, in fact no one could stop that lunatic.

Hearing a few wild geese, Mo Yu looked up at the sky.

The sky is still so blue, just like the color of Mu Xuanying's clothes, deep and distant, unlike the red on his body, which is wild and firm.

The antidote was given to the Turkic man's men in time.

After calm was restored, only each other was left in the room of the inn. Mu Xuanying rubbed the back of her head and smiled at Mo Yu, "Brother Mo Yu is really handy."

Mo Yu poured out a cup of tea and drank it himself, but did not respond.

The more Mu Xuanying thought about it, the more embarrassing she became, "Brother Mo Yu probably saw me as soon as I arrived in Luoyang, so he must know what happened to my sword."

Mo Yu gave him a disapproving look.

"It's not that I concealed it on purpose." Mu Xuanying put one hand on her arm and said plausibly, "I always feel that there is a reason for that girl to take my sword. If we can meet, it's best to have an open and honest talk."

"Then what if we don't meet?"

"Uh--"

"It's far away, so I can't see what the sword looks like, but since it's yours, it won't make any difference." Mo Yu put down his half-drunk tea cup, "Do you want me to find her?"

"No, no, I will handle this matter myself." Mu Xuanying politely declined without even thinking about it.

Mo Yu simply stated directly, "Are you afraid that Evil Rengu will hurt her or that I will hurt her?"

"Neither of them." Mu Xuanying shook her head, "Seeing that she is clearly a master of martial arts at Hidden Sword Villa, but her gestures imply a domineering sword intent, probably..."

"Liu Fenggu's granddaughter, Jijian Ye Wei's daughter—Ye Qifei."

"Yes." Mu Xuanying smiled slightly, "Brother Mo Yu thinks so too?"

"So what, it's not what the gentlemen of Hidden Sword Villa do to steal people's beauty." Mo Yu stood up and turned outward, "If you don't want me to take action, then it's your wish."

Noticing that he was in a bad mood a long time ago, even when he retrieved the antidote, Mu Xuanying stood in front of the door, "Brother Mo Yu is very worried, maybe Mao Mao can help you?"

"help me?"

Mo Yu seemed to have heard something very funny, patted him on the shoulder, and pushed open some sliding doors, but a woman appeared in front of him, who was also surprised to see Mo Yu, and left the tray he was holding.

Mu Xuanying quickly copied things, "Be careful!"

Mo Yu looked back at Mu Xuanying, "Maomao, who is she?"

"Uh... she is..." Mu Xuanying's tongue was tied, and she didn't know how to introduce it for a while. After all, a man and a widow are lonely in the middle of the night.

"Engong, who is he?" The woman blinked.

"Caiwei...you can go back first if you give me something." Mu Xuanying covered her face and said, "We'll talk about it tomorrow."

"Oh, let me be clear." Mo Caiwei seemed to ignore Mo Yu's existence, picked up the coarse cloth shirt from the tray and shook, "This is cut according to the size of the one you wore last time, it looks suitable does not fit?"

Mu Xuanying frantically blocked her, "I'll just come by myself, you go back first, and I'll tell you in detail if there's anything wrong."

"That's it." Mo Caiwei quietly glanced at Mo Yu, bowed her head and left.

Mo Yu leaned against the door and looked at him wearing the cloth clothes, and raised the corners of his lips, "Maomao, that girl is really careful with you, she even knows exactly what size you wear."

"No." Mu Xuanying couldn't help shaking her head, "I gave her the clothes last time..."

Isn't this silly hair getting darker and darker?

However, seeing that Mu Xuanying's face was as red as a persimmon, one could guess that he probably hadn't even touched a girl's hand. Mo Yu smiled and walked out of the threshold, "It's hardest to bear the grace of a beauty."

"Brother Mo Yu..."

When it comes to her own mission, it is inconvenient for Mu Xuanying to talk too much about the twists and turns. She can only watch Mo Yu misunderstand him in various ways, but she feels that he is much happier than before, and feels nothing.

"What should I call?"

The next day, when Mu Xuanying came out of the inn, she heard Mo Caiwei talking about this matter, and he couldn't help but said, "I don't understand these things either."

It would be great if the military advisor was here, he is a man of literary talent, and he will come as soon as he opens his mouth.

"Then do you lend me the name of a girl you know?" Mo Caiwei looked forward to him, "I will not be able to say the original name when I have to report the name later."

Yue Nonghen, Keren, Chen Yue...these names all flashed in Mu Xuanying's mind, but they were eliminated one by one.

No, their names are widely known to people in the Jianghu.

"...Peach Blossom? Osmanthus?...Camellia?" He faltered for a long time and came up with a few words.

Mo Caiwei was dumbfounded, "Why...why do you think of all plants?" It's too vulgar, too vulgar, and it's harder to be elegant than the names of their sisters.

"I can think of a name related to girls... it is flowers." Although she was embarrassed, Mu Xuanying said: "Someone once told me that vulgarity is elegance."

——Military division, are you right?

Mo Caiwei clenched her fists, "I'll do it myself!" Mu Shaoxia was too unreliable, didn't everyone say that the men of the Haoqi League were glamorous and noble?Where is the nobility?

"name."

When they came to Yuefu to register, the head in charge didn't ask questions.

"I—" Mo Caiwei plucked up the courage to call out the good name of hard thinking and meditation, "It's called Douhua!"

The surname Dou... the name Hua? !Someone actually used food as a name, and everyone present couldn't help laughing.

Mu Xuanying couldn't react, he didn't even realize that it was his turn to sign up for his own team, and the people behind pushed him a few times before he suddenly realized, standing in front of the desk and saying: "My name is Mao Mao—"

The steward asked, "What's the surname?"

surname?What to do, is he going to tell the truth?Although Yue Chengzhi spoke loudly, he said that he should not ask the source of a hero, he didn't care where the people who came to join him came from, and he didn't even read the state and county certificates. The elder's surname was a bit rude, so I had to close my eyes and fight it out——

Brother Mo Yu, borrow your surname from me!

"Mo."

"Mo Maomao?" The manager turned his head and muttered to the people behind him, "Young people nowadays, don't say they don't have names, even their names are getting weirder and weirder."

In short, after selection, Mu Xuanying and Mo Caiwei mixed into the mansion amidst whispers.The steward gave the newcomer one day to prepare, and the next day he could no longer freely enter and exit.

Mo Caiwei told Mu Xuanying who was going back to the inn to rest that she had to buy some personal belongings from her daughter's house, so she slipped away by herself.When they arrived at Fengyu Town outside Luoyang City, they found a teahouse to sit down, and the man at the same table suddenly asked, "How?"

Mo Caiwei coughed and said in a low voice, "Everything is going well."

"You'd better not touch the hot water outside." The man reminded her, "Be careful of wrinkled skin."

Mo Caiwei groaned aggrievedly, "Then how long will I be like this, my face is covered with skin, it's really uncomfortable."

"Look at the progress." The man took a sip of tea.

"Master." Mo Caiwei said happily, "I named myself Douhua. Hey, I think much better than Mu Shaoxia."

"Douhua." Mo Yu looked at her calmly, "Then what name will he give?"

"Mu Shaoxia." Mo Caiwei tilted her head and recalled for a long time, "Yes, what is his name, I remember it was a very strange name... Oh, yes, his name is Mo Mao!"

puff--

Mo Yuka choked out the water in his throat, he was out of breath, and even the three maids guarding behind him couldn't help but cover their lips.

"Master, are you alright, master?" Mo Caiwei handed him a handkerchief.

Mo Yu waved her hand away, "You took it wrong, this one is an Ecstasy handkerchief."

"Oh oh, I'm sorry young master, I made a mistake again!!!"

……

Mo Rongrong smiled and said: "That's good, even the young master's old friend has the same surname as us."

Mo Yu didn't say anything.

After meeting Wei Rousi, he realized that the situation was more complicated than he imagined. It was best to separate Yue Chengzhi from the Wolf Fang Army, otherwise, the opponent would be like a tiger with wings added.

But is Mao Mao all right?

Looking up at Mo Caiwei who was out of the situation, Mo Yu lowered his head and silently drank the remaining half cup of tea.

10

Mu Xuanying stayed in the Yue Mansion for a few days, and met Yue Chengzhi a handful of times. Even if he did, the man turned his back to everyone and sat drinking alone under the moon more than once.However, judging from his attitude towards the servants and maidservants in the mansion, he is still very gentle, and he doesn't look like a person who is heartless and merciless to help the tyrant and abuse others, especially since he doesn't even look at other women... After entering the mansion, it is inconvenient for Mu Xuanying to follow her. The maid had no chance to talk to Mo Caiwei when she talked in private, so she could only wait and see what happened.

There were dozens of disciples selected by the Yue Mansion, half of them voluntarily became nursing homes due to lack of skill, and the rest had nothing to do except to learn from each other and wait for Yue Chengzhi to summon them.From time to time, Mu Xuanying listened to those elders discussing the anecdotes in the martial arts or the romantic affairs of Qinlou and Chuguan. He was young and was often ridiculed.At first, I wished I could cover my ears and dig a hole to get in, but after listening too much, I responded with a few words without being surprised, which made those rough guys who didn't take him seriously look at him with admiration.

One day, Yue Chengzhi came back very early, accompanied by a high-ranking official, who knew his background just by looking at his style.

Mu Xuanying went to the side of the steward and said in a low voice, "Senior steward, who is that man?"

The person in charge gave him a blank look, "You don't even know about him? An Qingzong, the eldest son of Mr. Lang Zong'an, the official servant, is also the future county horse of Princess Rongyi."

It turned out that he was going to marry the princess, Mu Xuanying had a good idea in mind, so she stopped talking, just wanted to find a place to nest up and think about it, but was stopped from behind.

"Hey!"

That loud voice seemed familiar, and Mu Xuanying stood there for a moment.

"My lord, I think he is very familiar, a bit like the boy who fought with me before." The other party said to An Qingzong: "At that time he was holding a sharp sword, which was completely different from now.