1150 AD

"The moon is bright, the best, the best, the best, the best, the best, the best, the best, the best, the best, the best, the best, the best, the best, the best, the best, the best, the best, the best, the best, the best, the best, the best, the best, the best, the best, the best, the best, the best, the best, the best, the best." The elegant young man holding a book by the window had grown up in a blink of an eye. Turning back, his beautiful face was polished more straight after two years. He had long eyebrows and long eyes drooped, his long eyelashes were placed on his eyes, his thin lips were slightly raised, and his distinct facial features looked as beautiful as a painting from the side.

A ball of flower buds was thrown into the window. Xiuyuan leaned out of the window. Mochou wanted to scare him to appear suddenly. Xiuyuan was shocked and saw that it was her. Then his eyes were slightly stunned and opened, and he bent because of a smile. This was the case with Li Xiuyuan in Mochou's impression. He was gentle and calm, and he always smiled and never had a temper.

"Idiot, you are still reciting poems when the flowers are blooming." Mochou has also fallen into a more beautiful place. The most eye-catching thing on his oval face is his big eyes.

Xiuyuan looked out the window and saw that the peach blossoms on the branches had already bloomed overnight, blooming with strange beauty.

"Yes, this situation shouldn't be read "Moonrise" anymore, just change it."

Mochou picked up the wrapped flower ball and threw it to him, "Come out and have some breath, don't you feel the room is dim?"

"Okay, I'll come out soon." He said that, put down the book and turned around to go out through the door.

Mochou called him, "Hey, you are such a fool, wouldn't it be better if you came out of the window?"

"This," Xiuyuan scratched his head in embarrassment. Mochou jumped over and grabbed Xiuyuan and pulled him to the window, "Idiot, jump out."

Xiuyuan slid out of the window with Mochou pulling forcefully. Mochou hugged him and the two of them giggled.

This scene made Wang, who was not far away, see her. She lowered her head and said in the ear of the old butler beside her, "Look at how good the two children are."

The old butler nodded repeatedly, "Yes, when the young master and Miss Mo Chou are together, they always smile." In the past two years in the Li family, Mo Chou likes her very much, from Li Maochun and his wife Wang to the servant butler.

Wang smiled and turned around, "Let's go, don't bother the two children."

At night, Wang told Maochun what he saw during the day. Maochun stroked her gray beard and a satisfied smile on her lips. Mochou's nature has been roughly understood through two years of contact, and Maochun also likes her very much.

"By the way, Xiuyuan and Mochou are the same age as Mochou, and both of them are at the age of marriage." Maochun looked at Wang and said. Wang took Maochun's eyes knowingly. Both of them knew their own thoughts. "In fact, what else can you choose to choose a daughter-in-law? A girl like Mochou is very good and open-minded. Not only do you look at Xiuyuan, but you may have already had this meaning when you have been in contact with him for so long."

"I understand what the master means, so let me go and set up a line for the two children." Wang looked at Maochun with a smile.

Xiuyuan has always had the same dream recently. In the dream, he was wearing veil and exposed his left arm, and walked in the desert. In the desert, a white fox followed him, and kept behind him. He turned around and looked down at the little white fox with his head down. The fox's eyes were clear and bright. Xiuyuan felt that he had seen it somewhere. He squatted down, and the fox was just a few steps behind him and did not dare to approach him. Xiuyuan waved to him, and the little white fox came over, and his white hair rubbed against his legs.

"Where are you coming from? Where are you going? Why haven't you left yet?"

The little white fox raised his head and rubbed under Xiuyuan's palm.

Xiu Yuan opened his eyes from the dream, and he heard a voice, "I will follow you, wherever you go, no matter how many lifetimes you have experienced."

In the darkness, he groped out of bed, touched the table and lit a candle. For some reason, he felt that those eyes were still there, just around him, paying attention to everything about him. These eyes could go with him from life to dreams, all the time.

"Who are you?" Xiu Yuan rubbed his head and asked to the dim room, "Who are you?"

In the cave, she kept her eyes closed and meditated, and her soul surrounded Xiuyuan. She whispered, "Xiyuan, do you still remember me?"

Xiuyuan held the candle and illuminated the surroundings, and there was nothing. He put down the candle and supported his hands on the table, "If you are here, you can show up."

Still without answering, Xiuyuan opened the window, and it was dark everywhere. The night was so quiet that it made people feel cold, "No matter who you are? I invite you to show up!"

Unswervingly opened her eyes slowly and left Xiuyuan. She took out a shiny thing from her underwear. This was something she had carried with her for five hundred years, a Buddhist bead.

The next day, Mochou saw the tired Xiuyuan, "You haven't had a good rest?"

Xiuyuan waved his hand, "It's okay," he smiled at Mochou, "I'm fine, maybe I've caught a cold at night."

"I really don't pay attention to my body," Mo Chou took off his cloak and put it on Xiu Yuan's body.

Xiuyuan nodded to her with a smile.

Buyu watched everything behind the rockery, and then flashed in a flash. Back in the cave, Xiaozhi looked at Buyu lying on the stone bed without saying a word, "Sister, what's wrong with you?"

Buyu turned his head with his eyes closed, "Shuiyuan can't remember that he was the reincarnation of the Dragon Subduing Arhat, nor can he remember what happened five hundred years ago."

Xiaozhi leaned sideways and puts it on Buyu's body, gently caressing Buyu's black hair, "How can he make his memory evoke?"

Buyu shook his head, "I only know that time is not there, and I don't know when it is, so I can only wait endlessly."

"Wait?" Xiaozhi sat up suddenly, "When will he wait until Li Xiuyuan gets married and has children?"

This sentence suddenly hit the point that Bu Yu was most worried about. She sat up and looked at Xiaozhi, her eyes gradually lowered, and her long eyelashes drooped. "It would be okay if Xiu Yuan really got married. I am willing to commit myself to being a concubine."

Xiaozhi squinted her eyes, "Sister, sometimes I really don't understand you. What if I don't even want you as a concubine Li Xiuyuan?"

Buyu opened his eyes wide and looked at Xiaozhi, she really never thought about it.

Xiaozhi rarely saw this unswervingly. A smile appeared on the corner of her lips, hugged her, gently stroked her hair, and whispered in her ear, "If this is the case, I will take Li Xiuyuan's life, and he will not want to live."

He looked ahead without hesitation, and did not hear Xiaozhi at all.

Wang called Mochou to the side hall, "I'll ask you something," Wang looked at Mochou seriously.

"Madam, just ask if you have anything to do." Mo Chou looked at her with big eyes.

"You have been with Xiuyuan for so long, have you ever thought about getting married one day?"

Mo Chou was shocked and his eyes widened and looked at Wang, his cheeks suddenly flushed, "Why did Madam remember to ask these questions?"

"That's to say I haven't thought about it?"

Mo Chou's head was shaking like a twitch. Wang smiled and touched her head, "Silly child, do you like to cultivate fate?"

Mo Chou's face turned redder, and Wang smiled, knowing that she was embarrassed to answer, "If you don't speak, you just like it, right?"

Mochou still didn't speak. She was always brave and took responsibility. She seemed extremely shy in this matter. Wang smiled, "I know you are embarrassed to say that, then I will be the leader for you today. The master and I haven't treated you as an outsider in the past two years. We like you very much. I hope you and Xiuyuan will get married. You have a good idea. It's better to hold hands with you, but the master and I have the same wish."

Mochou looked at his wife with Jianshui's eyes open, with gratitude in his eyes, "Madam, I, I——"

Wang patted her shoulder lightly, "I will arrange everything left with the master, just wait and get married."

Xiuyuan sat by the window. His dreams became clearer in recent days. He could always see those eyes beside him, as if they could melt him. The knock on the door interrupted his memories. He turned his head and saw his mother pushing the door in.

"Mother," Xiuyuan stood up, "I haven't rested so late yet, is there anything wrong?"

Wang smiled, "Of course there is something wrong," Xiuyuan pulled the chair for his mother and asked her to sit down. "Xiuyuan, you are sixteen, your father and I plan to make a marriage for you."

Xiu Yuan was stunned and looked at his mother, "This is too early, my son has no plans."

"So you have to have a plan. Your father and I have made a choice for you. I'll wait for you to nod now."

Xiuyuan looked stunned and at a loss.

"What about the candidate? It's far away from the sky and close to the point, and that's Mochou." After Wang said that, Xiu Yuan's face still had an indescribable expression, and seemed to have a kind of hesitation.

Wang looked at his son, "Why, don't you like Mochou?"

Xiuyuan shook his head, and he couldn't explain it himself. He felt that love for Mochou was more like a sister.

"That's what I like?" Wang raised his voice. Xiuyuan didn't say anything. His thoughts floated elsewhere. He thought of those eyes for no reason, the fox in his dream, and the words lingering in his ears, "I will follow you, wherever you go, no matter how many lifetimes you have experienced."

"Mother," Xiu Yuan looked at Wang, and the following was gone for a moment.

Wang patted Xiuyuan on the shoulder lightly, and she mistakenly regarded her son's hesitation as shy as Mochou. "This marriage is settled like this, and I will arrange it with your father." As she said that, she turned around and left, leaving Xiuyuan with a hesitant look there.

Outside the window, a tail raised out. It was a fox, a fox with only one tail, and its eyes emitted fierce light. This was Xiaozhi. She jumped onto the rockery and cursed in her heart, "You Li Xiuyuan, it's a waste of my sister waiting for you so much. You actually want to marry someone else."

Xiuyuan didn't know what was going to happen to him. The white fox that flew away not far away looked at the sniffy boy greedily. Xiuyuan's handsome face, long eyelashes drooping, and seemed to have a moment of loneliness. Xiaozhi couldn't understand the meaning of his eyes. She just felt unfair. For her unswerving sister, Xiuyuan's blank memory of her was the greatest injustice.
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