It is said that Mo Yan and Mu Feng came to the valley. There was a primitive atmosphere here. The people in the valley each performed their duties, just like a city-state.
In this valley, Mu Feng is no longer a prince, but an ordinary man. However, in the eyes of the people in the valley, Mu Feng has another identity, that is, he is a 'stranger'
What is a 'stranger'? When you meet him, you can treat him like you haven't seen him. You can ask questions without answering, and just treat Mu Feng as nothing.
Mu Feng didn't take it seriously. Anyway, he didn't care about these people, but the owner of this valley, Mo Yan.
It's just that Mu Feng's thinking was too simple. When he came to this valley, Mo Yan had people arrange Mu Feng's clothing, housing and transportation, and then he never appeared in front of Mu Feng again.
Poor Mu Feng wandered around the valley all day long, wondering if he could find something and get closer to Mo Yan.
"Stop," Mu Feng was called out in front of a bamboo forest.
Mu Feng turned around and saw a woman in green clothes standing in front of the bamboo forest, and next to her was a woman in black clothes.
These two women are Sizhu and Mozhu. They stood guard in front of the bamboo forest and did not allow anyone to enter, because their young lady was inside at the moment.
Mu Feng stood outside the bamboo forest and heard the long sound of the piano and knew that Mo Yan was inside.
"She's inside!" Mu Feng said with certainty. He wanted to go in but was blocked by Sizhu and Mozhu.
"Mr. Mu, this is not the country of Mu," Sizhu said seriously. In this valley, their lady has the final say. The king of any country and the prince's are useless.
Mu Feng really wanted to go into the bamboo forest and see the beauty. The lovesickness during this period made him a little irritable.
"I'm just Mu Feng, a man who loves Mo Yan," Mu Feng didn't know what to say. Wouldn't he be willing to give him a chance?
Sizhu and Mozhu looked at each other, and they couldn't help shaking their heads. The prince has become like this since he came to the valley.
The sound of the piano suddenly stopped, and a figure walked out from the bamboo forest, waving away the people on the left and right.
"In this valley, there are no followers, no power, no wealth," Mo Yan bent down a bamboo branch with a calm expression, "Are you really willing?"
During this period of time, Mo Yan deliberately did not go to Mu Feng. She just wanted Mu Feng to think clearly. Mu Feng probably already knew that he was nothing in this valley, he would only be an ordinary person or be treated like an ordinary person.
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Of course, people in the valley would regard Mu Feng as a 'stranger', and Mo Yan could not deny that there were hints of her in it.
"Yes," Mu Feng's head was filled with black threads. Does his words have to test him like this? He couldn't see anyone and was ignored. Only Mo Yan could create such a situation.
"Then..." Turning to look at Mu Feng, looking at Mu Feng's sincere eyes, Mo Yan showed a faint smile, "I heard that the flowers in the flower field in front are blooming..."