She silently put down the notes that recorded the current affairs in her hand.

"Don't you believe it?" Mu Chaoge's eyebrows and eyes were quiet.

Tai Shuyu was still immersed in the shock that she could not even "death": "Aren't I dead? How can I get married?"

Mu Chaoge changed into casual clothes, wearing a long and wide-sleeved dress with snow-colored green bamboo, and her crow hair was tied loosely with a hairband with the same pattern. Her end was light and elegant. She knelt on the edge of the soft collapse where she was sitting, and there was only a glaring blood seeping everywhere on her body that destroyed some beauty.

Hearing this, he sighed as if nothing had happened.

Tai Shuyu promised that she could hear the meaning of "I'm so stupid" in this sigh!

Then I heard him mention: "Mind Marriage."

According to the records of the Romance, Yin marriage did appear in some remote and ignorant areas during the previous dynasty. Most of them were wealthy families who bought their daughters who could not be raised by poor families and went back to marry the boys who died prematurely, so as to avoid the rest of their homes.

However, because it was too exhausted and vicious, it had already been banned when various countries were founded. Not to mention that her family was a clear stream, it would be difficult for the great country of Xihuang to agree to such a thing.

Unless... give enough chips.

Tai Shuyu exhaled the tight air in her lungs, pondered for a while, and said clearly: "I don't like this."

In response, Mu Chaoge laughed softly.

While smiling, he took the wrinkled fold from her hand and replaced it with a cold jade token.

Tai Shuyu looked over and suddenly froze in her hand. She saw a few words with a graceful character on it carefully engraved: The position of his beloved wife Tai Shuyu.

She refused.

So she raised her hand and threw the jade token into the corner. The calmness on her face was a little cracked, but she returned to her calmness after a while. Then she held the plush blanket and looked out the window expressionlessly.

It's snowing.

Tai Shuyu is prone to getting bored, so even if the carriage is surrounded by exquisite stoves, there are gaps in the four corners to change the air, and the temperature inside the carriage is relatively low.

Mu Chaoge got up and picked up the jade sign, wiped it clean with his cuffs and put it back. During the movement, he lowered his lips and coughed. Before he healed, he got in the car and remembered Tai Shuyu what had happened in the past three years. Half of his body leaned against the wall of the car, his ink hair scattered on his shoulders, and his pale and charming look was obvious.

But extremely soft.

Beautiful to the whole country.

Just Yu Guang made Tai Shuyu feel stunning.

Tai Shuyu was slandering the foul on her face, and before she could resist a slight sound of wind blew over her head. Mu Chaoge raised her hand and threw her head and neck into a little childishly on the soft collapse that was close to her. The wide snow sleeves swayed as if they were graceful and thin.

"I've been sculpting for a long time."

Three days and three nights.

Mu Chaoge looked at her sideways, his voice a little hoarse, and his gray eyes were hazy: "It's a pity that you don't like it." Although he said this, he didn't look much lost.

His eyebrows and eyes were half closed, and under his sleeves, his fingertips were covered with cold blue and white. He gently and firmly held a little corner of Tai Shuyu's clothes exposed to the blanket.

Tai Shuyu's five senses have been sharply tempered.

Such small moves might have been numb to me back then, but now they are clearly stuck in their minds, and they are immediately upset.

Mu Chaoge did it on purpose!

Tai Shuyu reached out and grabbed his hand, but the moment she held it—

Even more upset.

Being tricked.

Sure enough, the next moment, the person who was half-closed with his eyebrows and eyes calmly and tired had already held her back with force. There was a faint smile on the corners of his eyebrows and eyes. He was very restrained the moment before Tai Shuyu got angry. Mu Chaoge let go of his hand and turned to grab her sleeve.

The smile is even more gentle.

Tai Shuyu: "..."

I smiled, it looked so ugly!

She pulled out her other hand from the blanket, grabbed the cloak of fox fur that was idle beside her, and threw it on Mu Chaoge.

Mu Chaoge held the fingers at the corner of his clothes and spared another one to pull the cloak on his back casually, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became deeper.

After thinking about it, I couldn't help but lift my wide sleeves and stood up and hugged her!

His eyebrows and eyes were like picturesque, and there was a tiny and satisfying pleasure in his eyes, and he murmured: "Tai Shuyu."

Gentle attachment, like the past, like-

Actor.

Tai Shuyu was silent, and then she felt the abnormal heat on Mu Chaoge's body, and then relaxed her tight muscles.

She always knew how delicate this delicate flower was so incompatible with the strength of the force, but what she didn't expect was that she had succeeded and was still making no progress on the road to the delicate flower.

I dare to learn how others can play hard tricks?

Tai Shuyu gently exhaled the turbid air from her chest, raised her arms and wrapped it around him, then put the person on the couch with force, but her neck was tightened by a hand.

Tai Shuyu frowned: "Let go."

The response to her was Mu Chaoge who obediently let go and knelt down and returned to the edge of the couch.

He picked up another note and wanted to show it to Tai Shuyu. He continued the matter that was quite harmonious just now, but Tai Shuyu held his hand and closed the note toughly.

Mu Chaoge let go of the clerk, followed her, and asked in discomfort: "What's wrong?"

Tai Shuyu opened her mouth and paused for a moment before she found her voice, clearly and calmly.

"You peeked at my book again."

When she was young and ignorant, she used her vague imagination to pull things that made up love and hate... She had already burned them all before she was slashing her heart.

But what Mu Chaoge just did, just a little bit, is so similar?

It's just copying!

She didn't believe it was a coincidence.

She subconsciously touched her chest, where half of her warm heart was within reach. Without waiting for his answer, she spoke to herself: "Do you know, I thought I would hate you very much. After all, it really hurts like heartbreaking."

Mu Chaoge held up a cup of tea, "Yeah", and waited for her to see the following words, the mist fell on the corners of her eyes and she felt as if she was crying silently.

But how could a person like him cry for this? He can't even call it a boring little thing about love between men and women? Tai Shuyu dispelled her blind thoughts.

She put down the tea, put her palm on her chest, and then said, "But now, someone else's heart is beating here. Looking at you, I find that I can't hate you anymore. There is no love, no hatred, only greasiness-" annoyance.

The tea poured over and suddenly spilled all over the floor.

Mu Chaoge took out a handkerchief to wipe it, his knuckles were scalded red, his movements were slow, and he smiled: "Sorry, my hand slipped."

Tai Shuyu lowered her eyes: "You don't have to do this."

"No need to be like that?" Mu Chaoge laughed. He was so dazed that he became more and more smiling. He supported his jawbone with one hand and spoke, "Don't you have to be so scheming like this, please please you?"

"But how do you know?" Mu Chaoge lowered his eyes, and then instantly changed his face and looked cold and quiet, with a faint voice, "That's not what the lonely heart wants, but what the lonely one is willing to enjoy."

"What my heart wants... Is it so sweet?" Tai Shuyu showed sarcasm on her face, but the sarcasm was not done, and her eyes were covered by a faint and cold hand.

"It's just a joke." Mu Chaoge looked at his hand and said, "Knowing yourself and your enemy will never be defeated. Tai Shuyu, Gu told you back then that although what Taixue teaches is old-fashioned, it is not worthless. But you can't sit still."

"..." He was educated again.

Tai Shuyu turned her head and pulled the corner of her mouth: "Mu Chaoge, what do you want? Tell me, maybe I will agree? After all... I have never rejected you before."

Mu Chaoge withdrew his hand and smiled, looking at Tai Shuyu's eyes with green mountains and distant hair, her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, extremely elegant, and a little tear mole at the end of her eyes added a little bit of dust.

The words were cold, and he said, "No."

After saying that, he looked warm and affectionate, and it seemed to coincide with the characters that Tai Shuyu had once painted.

It seemed that she wanted to touch Tai Shuyu's face, Mu Chaoge reached out, but when she approached, she turned to Tai Shuyu's temples and tied the broken hair on her forehead for her.

"I'm cold, you definitely don't like it."

He touched her long hair and looked at her face with a little soft satisfaction: "It's great, you will always be bright and beautiful... and you are old with the lonely man."

The last sentence is too light, and Tai Shuyu didn't hear it clearly.

After a moment of quieting down, Mu Chaoge was around her and dealing with the injuries on his hands. He bent his legs, his posture was rare and casual. The medicine box was placed aside, and the thin strips of gauze were wrapped neatly at the fingertips.

It seemed that he could not find the scissors. After bandaging, he lowered his head and wanted to tear it off with his teeth, but he accidentally involved it.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, but subconsciously raised his eyebrows.

...It means it hurts really.

This bad habit is simply in line with Tai Shuyu: the more painful it is, the more gentle it is, the more it is, the more it is, commonly known as having to suffer from face.

Tai Shuyu's eyes were filled with mist of tea, her face was sparse and sparse and sparse and sparse and sparse... It couldn't be dimmed anymore, and it hurts even if there was no egg.

Tai Shuyu arched a hand out of the warm quilt, put a finger on it, and pushed Mu Chaoge's head away.

He quickly tied a knot between his fingers, and Tai Shuyu said with a tangled eyebrows: "Mu Chaoge... Let's discuss, can you not imitate the characters in my works and target me, one face a day? It's so difficult to speak well and be a good person? Especially when you say love words to bewitch people, can you change the lines and not use the original sentences I wrote to trick me?"

I don't even see what the hell is doing.

Mu Chaoge really ignored her.

He focused on the crow feathers, touching the ugly and incredible knot on his hand, and couldn't help laughing. The gentle and charming look that the untainted appearance of Tai Shuyu was not right, but fortunately handed over the candied pastry with a temperate temper.
Chapter completed!