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After leaving the Qin Mansion, Yan Xi suggested to take a boat, although Mo Yi felt strange, but he still didn't say anything.

The two were very rich, so they simply bought a big boat, as for the boatman?Of course not, not because of lack of money or no one, but because Moyi didn't want to be disturbed.

At this moment, it is the season of lotus blooming, and the huge West Lake is full of pink and tender lotus flowers, with dewdrops on the lotus leaves, bending slightly, like a silent lover.

Yan Xi stood at the bow of the boat, staring at the lotus in a daze, the breeze was blowing on his face, his cold face showed a bit of bewilderment and some incomprehensible emotions.

Moyi looked at her, and for some reason, suddenly felt sorry for Yanxi, remembering the first time they met hundreds of years ago, Yanxi was tied to the high platform, and the villagers around held torches, and the person in front seemed to be her The so-called father.

Yan Xi didn't cry, but pursed her mouth, her figure was very tough, her clear eyes were full of stubbornness, she saw Mo Yi, but she didn't ask for help, she just looked at her indifferently.

Moyi couldn't understand Yanxi at that time, and she couldn't understand Yanxi now.

Suddenly, Yanxi noticed that someone was hugging her from behind, his movements were very light and careful, as if he was afraid of disturbing her or being pushed away by her.

After all, Yanxi pursed her thin lips, but still didn't push her away, letting the person behind him hug him, there seemed to be more fragrance in his nose, faint and unforgettable.

After a long time, Yanxi heard the person behind him say: "You seem unhappy?"

She froze for a moment: "No."

Mo Yi knew she was lying, but she didn't know how to continue it. She was not very good at talking with people. Although she talked a lot with Yan Xi later, most of them were exhortations. As for comforting people?

She'd better save it, what to do when someone tells someone to cry later.

Under the entanglement, she had no choice but to continue with her expressionless face.

Time always passes quickly when they are silent, and it will soon be dusk. The afterglow of the setting sun shines on their bodies, as if coated with a layer of golden light. The lotus in the lake seems to be tired, tilting its head, waiting for the night coming.

The two of them didn't speak until the night fell, and a bright moon hung in the sky. The moonlight was not very bright, but the lake water was shimmering.

Back to the boat, docked, and said goodbye to the beauty of the West Lake.

However, the luck of the two of them was not very good. They asked several inns in a row, and they all said that they were full. After all, one of them was not full, and there was only one room left.

On the surface, Moyi gritted his teeth, but in fact he was very happy.

God, don't give me too much face, how can you embarrass me?

Mo Yi lived there as a superior, and Yanxi, a little fairy, had nothing to say, so he had no choice but to live in it.

The room is very big, the window is facing the West Lake, it is not too small, even the bed is very big.

Yanxi was very conscious in this regard, and offered to lay the ground floor.

Moyi had a straight face, his brows twitched calmly, and he said solemnly: "This, it's not very good, your cultivation base is weaker than mine, and your age is not as tall as mine. I should be the one who sleeps on the floor and you sleep on the bed. After all, you are a junior, so I should let you in."

After finishing speaking, she continued: "Actually, we can sleep together, but will it be too inconvenient for you?"

"No, one, let's go together." Having reached this point, what else could Mo Yi say, he could only nod his head in agreement.

It was rare to see Xianxi Shangxian's Bingshan face a little more uncomfortable.

"Are you hungry?" Moyi seemed to be paying attention to this all the time.

Although Yanxi is not in the fairyland, but he is also away from the fairyland, and he eats little on weekdays, so he doesn't feel hungry at the moment: "I'm not hungry."

After speaking, the air became quiet, Yanxi felt a little weird, so he sat down with his back to Moyi, poured a cup of tea and tasted it lightly.

After a while, when Yanxi turned back again, he saw Moyi half leaning on the bedside, reading a book in his hand, as if he had sensed her gaze, and looked up at her with tender eyes: "Come and sleep."

This, this sentence is a bit ambiguous!

Yan Xi pretended not to hear her words, moved over in silence, took off his coat under Mo Yi's tender gaze, lay down, and blew on the lamp.

Suddenly, the room was pitch black.

Even though the bed was very big, Yanxi still felt that Moyi was very close to him, and seemed to be able to smell the faint fragrance from her body, which made people feel restless and couldn't fall asleep at all.

"What's the matter, can't you sleep?" The person involved, Mo Shangzun, didn't know anything, with an innocent tone.

"No."

In desperation, Yanxi had no choice but to turn around and turn his back to Moyi.

At this moment, Yanxi has completely forgotten that Mo Yi is the Supreme Master, and there is no need to sleep at all.

He had been lying down for almost an hour, and just when Yanxi thought Mo Yi was asleep, Mo Yi said: "Why are you unhappy at the West Lake today?"

Yan Xi was startled, she thought she had forgotten, but she didn't expect her memory to be so good: "I'm not unhappy."

The tone was still the same, calm, as if he didn't care about everything.

"Yes," Mo Yi was very stubborn, "You are very unhappy, but you don't want to be sad, but rather confused."

Moyi doesn't know how to communicate with people, but that doesn't mean she's stupid. On the contrary, she's very smart. After all, she has been the head of the sect for so long, she still knows how to read words and expressions.

Yanxi was silent for a long time, just when Moyi thought she would not speak, she said: "My lord, am I the disaster star?"

She spoke the last two words very slowly, as if they were too heavy to speak.

"No." Mo Yi answered clearly, "Why do you think so?"

"Why don't you think so?" Yan Xi asked back, more like questioning, or self-doubting.

"When I was born, it rained heavily. For three days and three nights, all the crops in the village were flooded. Then, overnight, all the flowers in the village bloomed. Although it was summer, the plum blossoms bloomed very brightly. , you say, isn't it strange?"

Yanxi didn't wait for Mo Yi's answer, and continued: "There has been a severe drought for three consecutive years, and the rain hasn't fallen yet, but those flowers are always blooming, even if the entire tree is picked off today, the next day, the flowers will bloom." It is full of flowers swaying all over the tree, and it is not affected at all."

"That means that you are a lucky star, and even the flowers are rushing to bloom to welcome you." Mo Yi finally answered.

"Heh," Yanxi laughed at himself, "Then why don't those crops grow? Then why doesn't it rain in our village? Then why do those villagers hate me so much?"

Moyi was dazed by the series of questions, and couldn't answer a single word. After a long time, she slowly hugged Yanxi, and said softly, "From now on, you will be my lucky star, okay?"

Yan Xi closed his eyes and didn't answer.

The night is quiet, only the moonlight shines alone.