The bright moon hung high in the sky, its clear moonlight covered the darkness with a layer of white gauze, and the bare branches snarled in the night.
Murong Xuan stood in the courtyard, waving his fan slowly and looking up at the bright moon. His thoughts were flowing in his eyes, as if he had many emotions to express.
Next to him, the shadow guards stared at him for a long time, and finally couldn't bear it anymore. They recommended Ling Yi to step forward and asked: "Mr. Murong, it's winter, don't you feel cold if you fan yourself?"
"Superficial." Murong Xuan glanced sideways at Ling Yi and said slowly, "The so-called calm mind will naturally cool down. If the mind is not calm, it will naturally become hot."
"Oh~~" Zero One was silent for three seconds, then nodded with a look of enlightenment and left silently.
When the shadow guards saw Ling Yi coming back, they quickly asked him what he had asked about.
He said with a strange smile: "Mr. Murong has a situation."
"What's going on?"
"He said that when you think about things that make your body feel hot, you will naturally feel less cold. What do you think makes your body feel hot when you think about it?"
The shadow guards looked at me and I looked at you, and immediately they all showed meaningful smiles, looked in the direction of Murong Xuan, and nodded in unison: "Oh~~ Sure enough, there is a situation!"
Murong Xuan was extremely uneasy at the moment. His blood boiled when he thought of the scene where Ning Yujin rushed out of the room with her face so red that it seemed to be bleeding.
You tell me how difficult it is. Think about it, their father has brought Miss Ning San into his house and raised her for several months. So far, she has not even held a little hand. It makes him anxious for their father!
Now their father's little sweetheart made of wood has finally come to its senses. Judging from the blushing level of Miss Ning San, you can tell how much their father has come to his senses.
Miss Ning San is already fourteen now, and spring will come in the blink of an eye. By the end of next year, they will probably hold a happy event at the palace.
When he thought that their old bachelor finally had someone to belong to, he was so excited that his whole body became hot with excitement.
No, he has to take a cold shower.
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By the way, Ning Yujin was a bit unlucky tonight.
First of all, a certain person who has always been restrained and polite tonight did not follow the rules and pounced on her until her mouth was red and swollen before letting her go.
Then, she finally dealt with that guy, covered her face and was about to rush back to the room, but she bumped into Murong Xuan's old fox in the yard!
"Miss Third, good evening."
"Haha, Mr. Murong is in such a good mood, he is still admiring the moon."
"Yes, Miss Third, didn't you see that the moonlight tonight is very special? This moonlight is a rare red moon. Look, Miss Third, your face is reflected red, how beautiful it is."
Ning Yujin looked at Murong Xuan's meaningful gaze and the fox smile at the corner of his mouth, covered his face and ran away.
On the way back, 108, who had always only protected her in the dark, suddenly ran up to her and looked at her with a frown.
Ning Yujin saw something strange in his eyes and couldn't help but tilted her head and asked: "Xiaoba, what's the matter?"
"..." 108 narrowed his eyes slightly and continued to look at her.
Ning Yujin stared at him for a while, and suddenly understood: "Oh, are you feeling anxious? Oh, you don't need to tell me about this kind of thing in the future, just go if you want."
One hundred eight banged his head against the wall.
Ning Yujin quickly stretched out her hand to hold him: "Xiaoba, don't let your mind wander. If you really can't let it go, just go to the kitchen and ask Xiangyue for tofu. Hitting the wall will really hurt."
One hundred and eight eyes twitched, and he finally squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "What happened to your face and neck?"
"Face and neck?" Ning Yujin quickly stretched out her hand to cover it, raised her eyes and pretended to admire the moon, "Oh, the moonlight today is so special. It is a rare red moon. You can see that it reflects on my face.
It’s red.”
108 continued to ask: "Then why are there bruises on the neck? It can't be the effect of the moonlight."
This tone clearly showed disbelief.
Ning Yujin lowered her head and grasped the corners of her clothes with both hands. She didn't know how to tell the innocent Xiaoba what was going on with the traces.
Seeing Ning Yujin's hesitation, 108 frowned immediately, hesitated for a while, and then asked in a low voice: "Miss Third, tell me honestly, have I not been cured yet?"
"How do you know?" Ning Yujin suddenly raised her head and looked at 108 in shock.
Currently, only she, Murong Xuan and Mo Jingxiao know about Mo Jingxiao's loss of internal strength. In order to avoid unnecessary panic and to ensure that the Zhendong Army Selection Competition to be held in the near future can go smoothly, they are prepared to hide it to the end.
And none of the three of them are the kind of people who can't keep their word. How did this news get out?
"Sure enough." 108 frowned solemnly, looking at the purple marks on Ning Yujin's neck with a heavy eye, and his eyebrows became more serious, "Do you go crazy from time to time, and don't even recognize you? Your neck
The marks on it were caused by his pinching, and his face looked like this because he couldn't breathe?"
Ning Yujin was shocked by 108's words. She was stunned for a long time before she came back to her senses with her eyes blinking.
As soon as she came back to her senses, she stretched out her hand and knocked 108 on the head, and said with a bit of laughter: "What are you thinking about all day long, you old old head?"
108 covered his head and still stared at Ning Yujin worriedly: "Isn't it like this? Third Miss, when you were sleeping, I almost went crazy several times. You just admitted that I have not been cured yet.
Otherwise, where did the marks on your neck come from?"
Ning Yujin ran out of words for a moment, then waved her hand and said, "Oh, don't ask, it's okay."
She couldn't possibly say that her father had chewed it out. As the future Princess Ding, she should still take good care of her future husband's face.
After finally getting rid of 108, Ning Yujin looked at his expression before leaving and knew that the child would definitely have random thoughts, but she really didn't think of any way to explain it to him, so she just let it go.
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With foresight, she pulled the collar around her neck to cover some of the marks on her neck, and then stepped into Qiannuang Pavilion.
But as soon as they entered, Xiangyue and Xiangqiao came out anxiously: "Miss, what's wrong with your face? Why is it so red?"
Ning Yujin rolled her eyes speechlessly.
She also wanted to know why her face was still so red after being outside for so long in the cold wind.
She also wanted to know why all of them saw her blushing when the sky was so dark and the candlelight was so dim?
Xiangyue quickly stretched out her hand to touch Ning Yujin's face: "Oh, Miss, are you getting cold outside in the wind? You can see it's burning up, your face is red!"
When Ning Yujin heard this, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.
This Xiangyue finally gave her a step down.
Just when she was about to say "Yes, yes", Xiangqiao suddenly said "Ouch" and exclaimed: "Miss, why did your neck become that color? Is it poisoning?"
Ning Yujin felt that she could find a crack in the ground and crawl in.