The worst is the next cousin

In the early morning of the fourteenth day of the first lunar month, just after Maoshi and before dawn, Chen Song prepared his chariots and horses and waited outside the Xijiaomen.

Mao Xiaofei not only went by himself, but also brought Fu Dong and Bo Shanxi, while Bo Shanjue stayed behind and put all the luggage packed two days ago.

It is estimated that it will not be until the beginning of next month, and it will be the end of this month to leave for the north. Mao Xiaofei just asks him to take out the change of clothes and put them away. It will be a troublesome thing to tidy up the rest.

This day was considered an outing for everyone. Originally, Mao Xiaofei thought it was just that Mu Canshang didn't want him to stay in the city. After all, this wedding bestowed by the emperor was bound to be grand and lively, so he probably didn't want to affect his mood.This love Mao Xiaofei is very useful, but after talking about it, he will not worry about this matter again, it is obviously needless to say.Now that Mu Canshang has arranged, accept his kindness.

In the end, Chen Song really took Mao Xiaofei to a blacksmith's shop in the mountains. This was a small village with a population of only a hundred or so.

That blacksmith was actually an extraordinary man with white hair and white beard, and he could carry a hammer weighing tens of kilograms.

The old blacksmith wiped his face with a towel on his shoulders, and asked Mao Xiaofei and the others to sit under the shed outside the house. There was no tea, and each of them had a bowl of cold well water.

Mao Xiaofei took a sip, his whole body became cold and his face turned pale.

Turning around to look, they were all grinning from the cold, and couldn't help laughing.

"The snow hasn't melted in this mountain yet, if you are interested, we can go up the mountain to have a look later." Chen Song put down the dark brown rough clay bowl.

Mao Xiaofei held the cold bottom of the bowl in his warm palm, took another sip, then smashed his mouth and said, "When is it appropriate for us to go back?"

Chen Song's eyes moved, he pondered for a moment and said: "Just after noon."

"Okay, let's go up the mountain, Fu Dong, I remember you brought a lot of food."

"Dried meat! Sister Qingtang took me to buy a lot of preserved fruits and snacks." Fu Dong blushed with excitement, and called out to take credit.

"Stupid or not? Can you eat jerky? Touch your teeth before talking." Mao Xiaofei pinched the child's nose.

Fu Dong curled his lips in dissatisfaction: "I can taste it. At most, I'll let you eat it." Having said that, his expression was still gloomy.

Mao Xiaofei likes to see little kids being bullied. The angry Fu Dong in front of him is much more energetic than the pale and weak Fu Dong lying motionless on the bed.

"Come here." Mao Xiaofei waved to Fu Dong.

The child trotted over.

Mao Xiaofei grabbed his little hand, it was a little cold, so he hugged Fu Dong in front of him, took his hands together and breathed into his palms, and rubbed the child's hands to warm them up slowly.

Fu Dong twisted awkwardly a few times, and settled down.

At this moment of silence, there are only floating clouds in the blue sky, and only subtle and mysterious birdsong in the mountains.

Mao Xiaofei hadn't felt so at ease before, he let out a breath of comfort, only to feel that all the troubles down the mountain were far away from him.

The old wooden door squeaked with a sharp and piercing sound, which made everyone look over. It was not a luxurious sword that made people unable to take their eyes off it. Except for a blue gemstone inlaid on the hilt, the scabbard was plain and unpretentious. Low-key exudes a silver bright and quiet luster.

The moment he drew his sword out of its sheath, Mao Xiaofei's blood was racing with the sharp cold murderous aura. The impulse surging in his body was something he couldn't describe and share with anyone.This is a real magical weapon, and this idea made Mao Xiaofei very excited.This was a windfall of the trip, after all, he thought that Mu Canshang just casually wanted him to avoid a scene that might make him uncomfortable.

"Senior, does this sword have a name?" Mao Xiaofei casually held two unskilled sword flowers, and he will practice more in the future. He used to use a knife, but the two have very different moves and force skills.

"No." The old man returned to his blacksmithing stove, the fire in the hearth dyed his face bright red, amidst the tinkling sound, Mao Xiaofei laughed, and raised the sword in his hand, "Then call Wuming good gone."

Only then did the old man lazily lift his drooping eyelids, and glanced at the young man with a small slit.

At noon they ate something casually in the village. There was no restaurant in this small village. They were in a farmer's house and gave the smallest piece of silver.The peasant woman really made a table full of ten dishes, took out four eggs to make a bowl of minced meat custard, and killed a chicken, half of which was braised in soy sauce and half boiled in water.

The wine in the mountains is astringent and strong, and it makes people feel warm all over, and they don't feel cold when they go up the mountain.

Sitting in the carriage waiting at the foot of the mountain, the sun has already seen the west, and the day has passed like this.

After bathing at night, Mao Xiaofei took out his knives and swords and polished them to shine. The long knife was obtained from Jielin, and now he has a sword.After thinking about it, he took out the dagger hidden in his boot and threw it on the table with a clang.

Still, the dagger is his favorite, it is necessary for travel, and it can be used to kill chickens and fish.

Just when Mao Xiaofei pulled out the dagger to wipe it clean, someone knocked on the door outside.

He usually came in and out of this room casually, so he said, "Who? Come in."

As soon as the door opened, there was Qingtang standing at the door, and two rows of servants behind him, each holding a tray in their hands, before Mao Xiaofei could see clearly, the servants rushed in one by one.

Mao Xiaofei couldn't help shouting: "What are you doing? Robbing people? Qingtang!"

Qingtang pressed the corner of her mouth with an emerald green silk handkerchief, and said with a smile, "What are you waiting for? Girls, do it."

Mao Xiaofei: "..."

The room was in chaos for a while, Qingtang brought maidservants, Mao Xiaofei couldn't do anything with them, and he was pushed on the bed and stripped naked after a while.

Mao Xiaofei hugged his chest in horror, gritted his teeth and collapsed: "What are you doing? You are innocent! Don't touch... hold the grass, where are you touching? Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!"

In fact, Mao Xiaofei also vaguely knew that Mu Canshang got married today, and the servants in Mu Canshang's house were all his confidantes, and they should have been ordered by him to fill this day's itinerary so that Mao Xiaofei would not think about it alone.

But when Qingtang and another maid came up and tied one's hands and the other's feet, Mao Xiaofei couldn't help it.

The corner of his mouth twitched and said: "Are you planning to kidnap me? How much benefit did your young master give? There are several boxes of gold, silver and jewelry in my place, and I pay twice as much."

"It's not enough to pay three times." Qingtang looked gentle and soft, but she didn't strike lightly at all.

"Take it easy, I have such thin skin and tender flesh, don't scratch my skin." Mao Xiaofei said with a smile.

The corner of the servant girl's mouth curled up: "Young Master, you are really shameless."

"That's shameless you have never seen before. Your young master is shameless enough." After being quarreled for a while, Mao Xiaofei's face and neck were sweating, his skin was slightly red, and the smell of grease used for bathing at night came out faintly.

"Master, it's really fragrant today." The maid covered her mouth and snickered.

"You housekeeper Chen didn't know what to make for me to take a bath. I'll ask him to make some for you later."

"Slaves and servants are not blessed to enjoy it, so let's use it for the young master." The servant girl laughed.

Tie the last knot carefully, Qingtang straightened up and landed on the ground.

Mao Xiaofei frowned slightly, and looked at his tightly bound hands and feet: "Hey, hurry up, what's next? Don't make me wait too long, it's uncomfortable to be tied so tightly."

The servant girl blushed slightly, and exchanged a glance with Qingtang.

"I won't keep you waiting for long." Qingtang said with a smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, Mao Xiaofei's eyes were covered by a red cloth, and the corners of his mouth were always curled up. He didn't know what these little girls were going to do, and he was also a little curious.

However, after a while, the candle went out, and then there was the sound of closing the door.

At first Mao Xiaofei still pricked up his ears to listen to the movement, but when there was no movement for a long time, he also became confused, and simply lay on his side and crept into the bed, curled up and fell asleep.

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After finally getting away from the wedding banquet, Mu Shenshang first uncovered the bride’s hipa according to the ancestral system, and after drinking the handcup, the bridesmaids who were piled up in the room neatly lined up in two rows and left.

With the sound of closing the door, Jiang Xuanling's tense shoulders visibly collapsed.

"Okay." A comforting smile floated on her face, which was brighter and more charming than ever, not as pale as when they met in the small building that night. She put one hand on her belly, and looked at Mu Mu with autumnal eyes. Shangshang: "Brother Mu, you can go."

Unspeakable gratitude rolled in Mu Canshang's throat, and after a long while, it only turned into two words: "Thank you."

"I want to thank you." Tiredness covered Jiang Xuanling's brows and eyes like hazy smoke, "After you go out to fight, I will ask the doctor to take a look."

Mu Canshang glanced at her hesitantly.

Jiang Xuanling smiled reassuringly: "Don't worry, I have my solution."

"I...will stay with you for a while longer." Mu Canshang said bluntly, he squatted down, took off Jiang Xuanling's shoes, did not ask anyone to serve him, and brought hot water for her to soak her feet.

When Jiang Xuanling loosened his socks, Mu Canshang straightened up and turned his back with his hands behind his back.

There was a slight sound of water behind him, and Mu Canshang could not stop rubbing his index finger and thumb, and glanced around the door. The guards outside the door had followed Xi Niang, and the man had already been sent to the bridal chamber. His father was completely relieved. .

"Okay." Jiang Xuanling said in a dry voice.

Mu Canshang went to pour out the water, and used another copper basin to fetch water to wipe Jiang Xuanling's face. After watching her lie down, he said, "I'll leave later, and I'll be back before dawn."

"En." Jiang Xuanling nodded obediently, and just as Mu Canshang stood up, she suddenly reached out and grabbed the sleeve of his wedding robe.

Mu Canshang's inquiring gaze fell on her pale face after removing makeup.

"Where is it uncomfortable?" Mu Canshang asked.

Jiang Xuanling shook his head: "Brother Mu, I'm sorry for you." The voice was a little choked, Jiang Xuanling gritted his teeth and said, "I don't care about it myself, but I want to give him an upright identity."

"Silly girl." Mu Canshang said softly, instead of touching her face, he just pressed the quilt down, "You also helped me."

Of course Jiang Xuanling knew what Mu Canshang meant. If Mu Canshang hadn't kept secrets like this, if Mu Canshang wanted to stay with a man, he would have obstacles not only from the two parents, but also from the elders of the family, and even from the court.

Although this is not the most satisfactory arrangement, it is enough to make both of them feel lucky.

Jiang Xuanling let go of his hand slowly, with tears in his eyes: "If you are sincere to him, you must treat him well for the rest of your life. Don't give up halfway."

Mu Canshang clenched his fists, and his tone was as firm as a mountain: "I won't. I have made a mistake once in this life. Every day in the future, I will treat him well without reservation and never let him down again." He couldn't wait. Standing up quickly, just to be on the safe side, she wrapped the dark gray cloak worn by the servants of the mansion a few days ago over the wedding robe.

By the time Mu Canshang sneaked out of the mansion and returned to the mansion given to him by the emperor, Zi Shi had passed.When Mu Canshang came out of the carriage, the fine snow particles rushed towards his face. He looked up and saw that the snow that started to fall without knowing when was fluttering down.

He looked up towards the gate of the mansion.

This was his own home, but it made him feel at home for the first time. He wanted to go in right away, but couldn't help hesitating. Finally, he stepped forward and pulled the brass ring on the door.

There are red lanterns hanging on the trees along the way, the snow is light and the wind is not strong.Compared with the hustle and bustle of the whole day, the house that has been carefully furnished still looks plain and clean.

Except for changing the red lanterns, there is not even a single "囍" posted.

The servant girl in the mansion carried a Qiansha Palace Lantern, the bright red light did not cover much of the area, and the shadows of the trees swayed in the deep night.

But Mu Canshang's heart is bright, he is very familiar with this place, this path leads to the yard of his own study, and also leads to the place where Mao Xiaofei lives, his back is firm, and he will never go astray again.

When he reached the gate of the Moon Cave, Mu Canshang stretched out his hand and said to the servant girl, "Give it to me."

The servant girl was blessed: "The young master is overjoyed."

Mu Canshang gave a rare smile and strode towards his new house.