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Chapter 147
The shopkeeper of Moyunzhai was sent away.

Ren Pingsheng returned to the courtyard, looked up, and suddenly found that Mu Rou Qiu'er was staring at him without blinking, the emotions in his eyes were slightly complicated, including surprise, curiosity, and joy.

What's going on here?
He was puzzled, and before he had time to ask, he heard Qiu'er ask, "My lord, did you write The Story of the West Chamber?"

Across a wall, they could hear what the shopkeeper said, and there was no point in denying it.

Ren Pingsheng nodded slightly: "That's right."

After getting an affirmative answer, Qiu'er's eyes lit up, and her whole body was refreshed: "My lord, what happened to Miss Xiangguo and Zhang Sheng?"

Ren Pingsheng said casually: "I have lived a life without shame."

Qiu'er was slightly taken aback, and soon realized what it meant, with an excited look on her face, she looked at Mu Rou: "Miss, what this servant said is right, Miss Xiangguo and Zhang Sheng will be happy!"

Speaking of this, she thought of something, and said again: "As long as you persevere and don't give up, the young lady will definitely have a happy result, just like a servant girl, even if the wind and rain blow, she never gives up, and she goes to that ink every few days. The disturbance in front of Yunzhai's gate has finally succeeded!"

"..."

On the side, the corner of Ren Pingsheng's mouth twitched.

The shopkeeper was crying with snot and tears just now, and Qiu'er also participated in it.

Mu Rou looked at Qiu'er who had an excited face in front of her, and then at Ren Pingsheng who was not far away with a slightly helpless expression, her eyes showed a hint of trance.

Let's not talk about whether Ren Pingsheng can write a script of the level of "The Romance of the West Chamber".

In other words, as the son of the Prince of Zhenbei, why bother to write scripts and sell them to bookstores if he wants anything?
"Could it be that sister Qiu'er saw that I was in a bad mood these days, so she invited the shopkeeper of Mo Yunzhai to act with Mr. Ren to encourage me?"

At this thought, Mu Rou lowered her eyes slightly, and a warm current surged in her heart.

Until now, she still does not believe that "The Romance of the West Chamber" was written by Ren Pingsheng.

at this time.

Qiu'er looked at Ren Pingsheng, blinked excitedly, and asked again: "Your Majesty, can you tell this servant what happened after Zhang Sheng went to the capital to take the imperial examination?"

Notice the little maid's eyes.

Ren Pingsheng has already confirmed that this is indeed a book fan, or the kind of die-hard fan.

After thinking for a few seconds, he asked, "Can you write?"

Qiu'er nodded: "Yes."

Although she was just a little maid, she was well educated by staying beside Murou all the year round.

Ren Pingsheng said: "Then how about I tell the second half of The West Chamber and you write it down on paper?"

Qiu'er dreamed about the plot behind "The Romance of the West Chamber", so naturally she couldn't wish for it. The little chicken nodded like pecking at rice, and said excitedly: "Okay, okay!"

Ren Pingsheng raised his eyes and glanced at the sky.

Dark clouds covered the sky and blocked out the sun.

There's no telling when it will rain.

"It's windy outside, come in and sit down."

Ren Pingsheng looked at Qiu'er and Mu Rou, and suggested.

Arguably.

A woman's boudoir should not be allowed to enter at will by outsiders, especially men.

But this is Ren Mansion, this house was originally his...

Mu Rou hesitated for a moment, then nodded lightly, her voice was soft and soft: "Please, Mr. Ren."

As he spoke, he held on to the armrests on both sides, trying to stand up.

Seeing this, Qiu'er hastily stepped forward to help her.

Three people, two in front and one behind, entered the house.

The furnishings in the house are simple, except for the bed, there are only two chairs, a desk and a wardrobe.

Qiu'er supported her young lady and sat on the soft bed.

Looking at Ren Pingsheng: "The servant is going to get the pen and paper."

After speaking, without waiting for the other party to respond, he walked out of the room quickly.

a time.

Only Ren Pingsheng and Mu Rou were left in the room.

The autumn wind whizzed by, making a whining sound.

The sun was blocked by dark clouds, and the room looked a little dark.

There is a faint aroma of herbs in the air, which smells fresh and pleasant.

so many years.

It was the first time for Mu Rou to be alone in a room with a man.

Although there was still some distance between them, her heart couldn't help jumping up.

It's not that I'm worried that Ren Pingsheng will do something wrong, but I just feel that it's a bit novel.

She couldn't describe how she felt.

the other side.

Ren Pingsheng stood where he was, looked at the figure sitting on the bed, hesitated for a moment, and asked softly, "Can I light a lamp?"

"it is good."

Mu Rou responded, stood up, and wanted to reach for the candle lamp on the desk.

I don't know if it's because of nervousness, or because I'm used to being supported. After walking two steps, I suddenly twisted my foot. I couldn't help but let out a cry of pain, and fell to the ground.

First sprain.

The severe pain in her ankle made her close her eyes involuntarily, and pursed her lips tightly.

"Miss Mu..."

Ren Pingsheng's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously stepped forward to help.

The moment her hand touched Mu Rou's arm.

It was obvious that her body trembled slightly, as if trembling.

This is the second time in so many years that she has had physical contact with a man of the same age.

The last time was two months ago.

Ren Pingsheng put his arms around her waist and carried her off the horse.

I thought it would be like an instinctive disgust, but I didn't expect that until I was lifted from the ground by Ren Pingsheng and sat back on the bed, I didn't feel anything.

Maybe it's because of the dark environment.

Can't see Ren Pingsheng's face clearly, so he doesn't regard him as a man?

Mu Rou pursed her lips, thinking so in her heart.

At this time.

Ren Pingsheng's magnetic voice came from in front of him.

"Miss Mu, how do you feel?"

Burning pain in the ankle.

She hesitated for a moment, but still told the truth: "It hurts."

Ren Pingsheng, who often played basketball in his previous life, is very familiar with twisted feet. Hearing this, he frowned slightly and said softly, "Miss Mu's injury needs to be treated, otherwise it will swell up the next day."

Mu Rou didn't know how to deal with the trauma, so she pursed her lips and asked softly, "How to deal with it?"

Ren Pingsheng said: "Cold compresses first, then hot compresses."

After a pause, he said again: "If Miss Mu can trust me, let me handle it."

This kind of sprain needs to be dealt with immediately, otherwise the injury will definitely get worse if it takes a long time.

Mu Rou hesitated for a moment, and chose the default.

Seeing this, Ren Pingsheng stopped talking, stood up, walked out the door, called the guards, and ordered: "Go get some ice cubes and boil a pot of hot water."

"Yes!"

The guard took the order and left quickly, and took the ice in just a moment.

Ren Pingsheng wrapped the ice cubes in a towel, returned to Mu Rou's side, and said seriously: "It may hurt a little later, Miss Mu bear with it, as long as the pain passes for a while, it will be much better in the future."

Sitting on the bed, Mu Rou could clearly feel the pain in her ankles getting worse, she hesitated a little, and nodded: "Yes."

be granted.

Ren Pingsheng didn't say any more, squatted down, held her small and exquisite jade feet with one hand, and gently put the ice cubes on it with the other hand.

Although Da Zhou didn't have the habit of binding his feet.

But women's feet are also extremely private parts, generally speaking, they can only be seen by their husbands.

Mu Rou never thought that Ren Pingsheng would do this.

The warm touch came, and she was caught off guard, and her heart stopped for a short time, and then it beat rapidly in her chest, causing an obvious tremor.

The crisp and numb electric sensation rose from her ankles, crackling all the way up, causing her body to tremble slightly.

"do not……"

There was a look of panic on her delicate face, and her pink lips parted slightly, wanting to refuse.

As soon as he opened his mouth, his injured ankle suddenly touched the ice.

The pain hit her, and her body trembled again, she clenched her teeth subconsciously, but she still couldn't help moaning in pain.

Immediately afterwards, I couldn't help but gasped: "Hiss...it hurts."

Ren Pingsheng held her little feet with one hand to keep her from moving, and held a self-made ice pack in the other hand, comforting him softly: "Don't be afraid, just hold on for a while."

Mu Rou clenched her silver teeth tightly, trying not to make a sound.

Time passed by minute by minute.

After a while.

The pain in the ankle really subsided a lot.

Mu Rou's eyelashes trembled slightly, she opened her eyes, looked down at Ren Pingsheng, and asked softly, "How long will it take?"

"almost."

Ren Pingsheng let go of his hand, stood up, and said seriously: "For the next day, every hour, apply a cold compress, one stick of incense at a time."

One time every hour, one stick of incense at a time...

Mu Rou was slightly taken aback when she heard the words, with a hint of fear in her eyes.

Although she is weak and sick, she has been well protected since she entered the Mu Mansion, and she has hardly suffered any trauma.

She didn't want to experience the pain from the ice pack just now a few times in a short time.

Afraid of pain?
Seeing her trembling slightly, Ren Pingsheng comforted her softly: "Miss Mu, don't worry, it's just that it hurts a bit the first time, and it will be much better afterward."

Hear his gentle tone.

Mu Rou calmed down a lot, and the faint fear in her eyes dissipated a lot.

At this time.

Ren Pingsheng walked to the desk and lit the candle lamp.

The dim candlelight flickered slightly, illuminating his handsome face.

Sitting on the bed, Mu Rou looked at his delicate side face with a dazed look in her eyes.

For the first time in her life, a thought came to her: It turns out that men can also be so good-looking.

After Ren Pingsheng lit the candle lamp, he moved a chair and sat aside.

The autumn wind howled.

Candlelight flickered.

Inside the room, the two sat opposite each other, both falling into silence.

For a moment, the atmosphere was inexplicably awkward.

"Why hasn't Qiu'er come back, and it took so long to get the pen and paper?"

Ren Pingsheng slandered in his heart, but there was no expression on his face, and he said softly: "It was an emergency just now, I have offended you so much, please forgive me, Miss Mu."

Hearing this, Mu Rou couldn't help but recall that he was holding his little feet just now, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he was just silent.

It took a long time to reply: "Yes."

Immediately afterwards, the room fell into silence again.

Seeing more and more embarrassing.

Ren Pingsheng opened his mouth, planning to say something.

Coincidentally, Mu Rou also thought the same way.

"Miss Mu..."

"Master Ren..."

The two spoke almost simultaneously.

The next second, they were silent again.

Immediately afterwards, they said in unison: "You first say..."

Ren Pingsheng: "..."

Mu Rou: "..."

After a few seconds of trance.

They both looked at each other, both couldn't help laughing.

"Unexpectedly, Miss Mu and I have a good understanding."

After such a small episode.

The awkward atmosphere in the room dissipated.

A smile appeared between Mu Rou's eyebrows.

She thought for a while, and asked the doubt in her heart: "Is "The Romance of the West Chamber" really written by Mr. Ren?"

I feel that it is too troublesome to explain, and the other party may not believe it.

This time, Ren Pingsheng shamelessly did not deny it: "That's right, it's my servant."

Mu Rou thought for a while, and then asked: "The White Snake, Nie Xiaoqian, Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai... Are these also made by the young master?"

Ren Pingsheng said: "I have nothing to do, just pass the time."

Just to pass the time, you can write so many wonderful words.

There was a trance look in Mu Rou's eyes.

Even though she knew that Ren Pingsheng could not do it, she didn't have to lie, but she still didn't believe it.

at this time.

Qiu'er pushed open the door and walked in: "My lord, here are the pens and paper."

Mu Rou turned her head to look at her, and said softly, "I just went to get a pen and paper, why did Sister Qiu'er come back at this time?"

This is knowingly asking.

Qiu'er smiled awkwardly: "Some things happened on the road, so I was delayed."

It's just a few steps away, so there is no delay.

It was clearly procrastinating on purpose, and wanted to spend more time alone with Ren Pingsheng.

Mu Rou understood in her heart, but she stopped being aggressive and fell silent.

Ren Pingsheng looked at Qiu'er and asked, "Then start?"

Qiu'er nodded heavily: "Okay!"

Ren Pingsheng recalled the plot of "The Romance of the West Chamber" like a storyteller: "Zhang Sheng was reluctant to say goodbye to his relatives. He went to Caoqiao to rest for the night. His feelings were depressed. Suddenly he dreamed that Yingying was crossing the river. Encountering a group of thieves and snatching Yingying away, the mandarin dream is shattered, and it will inevitably add to the melancholy..."

Every time I say a paragraph, I stop for a while to give Qiu'er time to write.

aside.

Mu Rou listened carefully and was immersed in it for just a moment.

In a daze, she seemed to have returned to the time when she saw "The Romance of the West Chamber" for the first time two months ago, and she was fascinated by it.

time flies.

In a blink of an eye.

Half an hour passed.

Mu Rou is convinced that Ren Pingsheng is indeed the author of "The Romance of the West Chamber".

Regardless of the style of writing or the plot, it is the same as the first half, still exciting and fascinating!

"I didn't expect that his poems are well written, and his scripts are also so wonderful...

With his talent, if he didn't practice martial arts at the beginning, but practiced Confucianism and Taoism, he might be famous all over the world today. "

Looking at Ren Pingsheng's profile, Mu Rou couldn't help but think so.

"Zhang Sheng was the number one scholar and came back to marry Miss Xiangguo. General Baima came at the same time to marry Cui and Zhang. When the clouds cleared and the mist cleared, the lovers finally became married, leaving behind a song that has been eulogized through the ages. "

After Ren Pingsheng finished speaking "The Romance of the West Chamber", he exhaled a foul breath, and thought, "It's finally finished."

aside.

Mu Rou and Qiu'er were in a melancholy mood, still immersed in the story of Miss Xiangguo and Zhang Sheng, unable to extricate themselves.

Qiu'er sighed leisurely, and expressed emotion: "The relationship between Miss Xiangguo and Zhang Sheng is so rough, it's really not easy to get to the end."

Mu Rou was noncommittal, just silent.

a while.

Qiu'er suddenly thought of something, looked at Ren Pingsheng, and asked curiously, "My lord, do Miss Xiangguo and Zhang Sheng really exist in this world?"

(End of this chapter)