hidden moon

Chapter 2

Incident

Xu time.Wen Shuyue came out from the closed teahouse, because it was too late, he didn't let the servants of the Hou's mansion wait outside the door.Boss Yang sent a servant to bring the horses from the backyard, watched Wen Shuyue leave alone on the horse, and then returned to the teahouse.

In the depths of winter, the streets are deserted.Wen Shuyue urged the horse to go to the back door of Jingdehou's Mansion, and faintly saw under the hazy moonlight, a tall man standing tall and dressed in an extremely low-key dark-patterned black robe, leaning against the door.He crossed his hands in front of his chest, folded his arms and watched Wen Shuyue step down from the horse with a serious expression on his face.

Wen Shuyue was at a loss when she saw him walking towards her after getting off her horse, "Why are you here?"

The man said with a smile: "It's not easy for you to guess that you came back so late. If you dare to go in through the main entrance, you will encounter trouble again?"

"Stop being so sentimental." Wen Shuyue didn't answer, he turned sideways to go around the man, the two lighting lanterns hanging on both sides of the back door of the Hou's mansion flickered without warning, and dimmed slightly.

The man took the opportunity to grab his wrist and lead him to the wall behind him. A burst of coldness penetrated the cloak and clothes behind him, and Wen Shuyue's whole body tightened slightly.The firelight in the overhead lantern was lit again.The man leaned down slightly to approach him, brought his lips to his cheek, and breathed out the warm breath: "Are you hurt? Show me."

Wen Shuyue's chest was warmed by his teasing, and her neck and earlobes, which were originally as white as snow, were stained pink.He dodged the opponent's other hand grabbing his waist, turned slightly sideways but was pulled back by him.The man said in a strong but gentle tone: "Shuyue, I have no objection to solving your own affairs yourself. But next time you can't let yourself get hurt again, do you hear me?!"

Wen Shuyue struggled unsuccessfully, so she frowned slightly and looked up at him: "Ren Xirui, what do you want..."

The moment the fire was extinguished, Wen Yue clearly felt that the tip of his nose was less than an inch away from her own, and her voice weakened by half, "Why...how..."

Ren Xirui laughed secretly at his stuttering, stretched out his hand to pinch his chin, and pressed his slightly moist lips against his lips.Wen Shuyue snorted softly, struggling desperately to push him away.But nine times out of ten he won't be able to beat him, and he really doesn't want to beat the person in front of him.

This person he has known for 12 years since he was six years old.

This person who had quarreled with him since he was a child.

Ren Xirui supported Wen Shuyue's shoulders, let him pant slightly in his arms, and tried hard to restrain his urge to kiss him again.I only heard Shuyue's cold voice: "Why?"

"A few days ago you commented on me in the Hou Mansion, and you rejected my marriage with Wen Ji in public, which made me very unhappy. This can be regarded as calming down my mood." Ren Xirui laughed.

It turned out that this was just a joke of his.The remaining warmth on Wen Shuyue's lips dissipated in an instant, he clenched his fists secretly, he was tricked by this person again!!

He suddenly stretched out his hand and pushed away the person in front of him, and roared in a low voice: "Ren Xirui! Why are you always so annoying! Canceling your marriage with Ji'er has caused you so much displeasure, and then let it out On me?! What do you think of me? You want your plaything if you want it, and throw it away when you don’t want it!"

Ren Xirui stepped forward and pulled him into his arms again with his head bowed, his arms tightly encircling his slightly trembling body. "Stop thinking about it."

I thought that his conscience would feel like comforting him, but he said: "You are a man, how can you become a man's plaything?"

Wen Shuyue froze, only feeling that he was held tighter by that person.It seemed to bury him in his own flesh and blood.

"Ren Xirui, that's enough." Wen Shuyue weakly lowered her struggling hands.

"Shuyue, you obviously don't resist me touching you, why did you reject me again?" Ren Xirui leaned into his ear and asked softly.

Where did he see that he didn't resist! Every time this person speaks, he hits the nail on the head.

In an instant, the moonlight in Wen Shuyue's eyes almost turned pale, and his voice was especially clear in the silent night: "I have told you many times, knowing you when I was young was purely accidental, and my father was just trying to let you I helped Ji'er get your heart as soon as possible behind the scenes, so I agreed that I have a close personal relationship with you. Now, the situation has changed a lot in the past two years. Ji'er no longer needs you as a future husband, and it is even more impossible for me to be with you .”

"You said you knew me for a purpose, and I happened to be the same. I know that my father has lost power, and if he doesn't get the favor of Lord Wenhou, it means he can't marry Wen Ji. But in order to let the Wen family stand by my side, no matter what you like, If you don't like me, what I want to do is to get you. We both approach each other to achieve our own goals, aren't we a good match?" Ren Xirui smiled instead of anger, as if he didn't care about Wen Shuyue's words.

Wen Shuyue chuckled lightly and said, "With just me, it would be too wishful thinking for you to want the Wen family to stand by your side, let alone the whole Wen family, even the whole Jingcheng knows that I am the least valued by my father. People. If you want to use me as a threat to Wen's family, I'm afraid it's a miscalculation."

Ren Xirui raised his eyebrows slightly: "Others don't know you, but I don't know? At the beginning, Lord Hou didn't discipline you and let you go, but let Mrs. Hou send you to Qingmingtian to learn swordsmanship. All this seems logical, but It's all for the purpose of training you to be the best assassin in the Wen family. Being given the reputation of "Nanping Sword God" is just to make others think that you are a noble and upright son of a family. Underneath, I am afraid that even the king of Chu does not know his face."

Wen Shuyue was startled: "How did you know?"

"I know that your affairs are more than just one or two of Qing Mingtian's deputy sect master." Ren Xirui laughed.

I had inquired about all the news about Ren Wangfu in Qingmingtian before, and heard rumors about Ren Xirui on the way back to Jingcheng.Wen Shuyue felt that Ren Xirui was just smart but not clever in means and scheming. Now that she saw it with her own eyes, she had to believe it.

Wen Shuyue felt like a stick in her throat, and didn't want to say a word.He said coldly, "My lord, please respect yourself."

Ren Xirui knew that he was against him, but she also wanted him to understand that she had never let him go in the past two years.

He slowly let go of his hand, watching Wen Shuyue turn around and open the door without saying a word, Ren Xirui's outstretched fingers raised in the air hesitated for a moment and then retracted into his sleeves, he took a deep breath.There is still a calm face.

In the early morning of the next day, the frost and snow that had stopped for many days finally dispersed at this time.Wen Shuyue was sitting next to the small case on the floor and flipping through books, the heat from the stove around her was constantly flowing.A servant outside the door came in to announce: "Master, Mr. An is here."

The man behind him felt a chill, and the cloak on his shoulders was slightly covered with snowflakes. He shouted loudly, "Wen Shuyue, were you okay last night?"

The servant quickly retreated and closed the door for the two young masters.

Seeing An Hao sitting calmly opposite her, Wen Shuyue picked up the fresh citrus on the small case and began to peel, and sighed helplessly: "It's all right. It's just... don't you think it's strange?"

The citrus peel in An Hao's hand was pulled off.He looked solemn: "I found out when you reminded me. Why don't those emissaries go to the tavern where they are happy, and come to the teahouse to listen to the book? It's more like deliberately saying those words to be heard by us."

"Not only that. Even the envoy of the small country of Wuyue, as long as it is a task assigned by His Majesty, the King of Chu will not dare to neglect. Why didn't he show up, and didn't even send a reliable person from his own mansion to follow. The officials last night only looked at Jing Jing's attire. A seventh-rank official in the city?" Wen Shuyue frowned slightly.

"You mean, we've been tricked?" An Hao stuffed the citrus petals into his mouth while being surprised.

"It is. But I have intentionally kept my hand. They, or the King of Chu, may just want to test whether my body has changed in the past two years." Wen Shuyue thought about it.

An Hao bared his canine teeth, and said angrily, "What the hell is that Chu king trying to do?! I've already married a concubine, and I'm still pestering you!"

"Thanks to him, I've had a pretty good life in the past two years. I'm still not used to traveling around and fighting in Jingcheng for a long time." Wen Shuyue said with an indifferent expression.

"Don't say such frustrating words! Isn't he hurting you badly enough?!" An Hao threw the citrus peel on the small case, and a fierce look appeared on his childish face, making Wen Shu Yue is sure that he learned these expressions from his fierce Shangshu father.

"Okay." Wen Shuyue interrupted him.

An Hao curled his lips and picked up another orange dissatisfied.Unexpectedly, the woman outside knocked on the door lightly and asked tentatively, "Second brother, can I come in?"

"Come in." Wen Shuyue said softly.

When An Hao heard the sound, the hand that was originally peeling the citrus became restless, and he put down the citrus indiscriminately, and held it in his hand again.The footsteps were getting closer and closer on the wooden floor, and he was so flustered that he didn't even dare to look back.

"Second brother, Mr. An." The girl knelt on the side of the small case, and happened to be able to see half of their faces.

"Ji...Miss, oh no, Miss Wen. I'm sorry, I'm rude." An Hao grabbed his sleeve with one hand, and handed out the unpeeled tangerine with the other, trying to pretend to be calm and looking at Wen Ji.

When Wen Ji saw him handing him something, his cheeks flushed slightly.Some embarrassedly took it: "Thank you."

Wen Shuyue couldn't bear to look at these two people, and interrupted: "It's not the first day you two met, what are you doing?!"

An Hao glared at Wen Shuyue angrily, and Wen Ji hurriedly explained: "I'm here...to thank my second brother."

"No need. The second brother already knew that you have no feelings for Ren Xirui, and he didn't want to force you. Father disagrees, and there are no other elders in his family to threaten him except His Majesty, and His Majesty has not granted a marriage, so it doesn't matter if the marriage is not married." Wen Shuyue Knowing clearly that His Majesty does not grant a marriage, it is of course because he is afraid that Ren Wangfu will get the help of Wenjiahoufu.

He didn't point it out, paused, and continued: "Ji'er, you are also fifteen years old, so you should choose a son-in-law. You may have the son and second brother you like to inquire for you."

An Hao's gaze seems to drift towards Wen Ji's face for a moment, Wen Ji still maintains the ladylike appearance of everyone, his face is slightly red, and he said: "No...no. Younger sister dare not... trouble brother. "

Wen Shuyue raised her eyebrows slightly: "Then when you have someone you like, you might as well tell your second brother. I will definitely help you."

"Okay...then second brother, little sister won't bother you to catch up with Mr. An." Wen Ji got up in a hurry, and before Wen Shuyue could react, he turned and went out.

An Hao pursed his lips in frustration, and Wen Shuyue chuckled, "You two really... obviously like each other, but no one dares to say it out loud. I'd like to see how long you can procrastinate!"

"Don't talk nonsense! Ji'er, she..." An Hao stammered.

"Look, I'm calling you Ji'er in private, but I still hear that the girl is coming to Miss Ji." Wen Shuyue glanced at him, "I know Ji'er's thoughts best, and I will never be wrong about the fact that she likes you." .”

"Really!" An Hao was overjoyed.

"Fake." Wen Shuyue picked up the book and replied.

An Hao was dissatisfied: "What if you feel wrong?"

"I'm always more accurate than your sense of wood. Could it be that you want Ji'er to take the initiative to speak up!" Wen Shuyue's tone had a trace of undetectable threat.

An Hao quickly waved his hands: "I won't let a girl like her take the initiative in this kind of thing."

Wen Shuyue smiled and shook her head, noncommittal.

"I do this, am I very sorry for Little Prince Ren?" An Hao was completely at a loss for words, which pot was not opened and which pot was to be lifted.

Wen Shuyue didn't hide anything in front of An Hao, he just said indifferently: "He is not sincere to Ji'er, otherwise he wouldn't accept the divorce so readily, right?"

"Then who does he like?" An Hao asked a little uneasily, "... Forget it, you argue with him every day, I'm so crazy to ask you!"

Yes, you shouldn't ask me.

Wen Shuyue thought so.

In the whole world, except for the master of Qingming Tianmen, there is probably no second outsider who can understand the affection they have for each other.

At this time, the sharp voice in the courtyard pierced the eardrums of everyone inside and outside the house: "His Royal Highness King Chu is here!!!"

The author has something to say:

The small attack is on the stage! ! !

Our year is upside

Probably a year or two older (/squinting smile/)