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Sent away the shopkeeper of Mo Yun Zhai.

Ren Pingsheng returned to the courtyard and looked up. Suddenly, he found that Mu Rou and Qiu Er were staring at him without blinking. The emotions in their eyes were slightly complicated, with surprise, curiosity, and joy.

What happened?

He was confused, and before he could ask, he heard Qiu Er asked: "Prince, did you write The West Chamber?"

They could hear the shopkeeper's words through a wall, so it was meaningless to deny it.

Ren Pingsheng nodded slightly: "I guess so."

After getting a positive answer, Qiu'er's eyes lit up and she became energetic: "Prince, how did Miss Xiangguo and Zhang Sheng end up?"

Ren Pingsheng said casually: "They lived a shameless life."

Qiu'er was slightly startled, and soon realized what he meant. She looked at Mu Rou with excitement on her face: "Miss, what I said is right, Miss Xiangguo and Zhang Sheng will definitely be happy!"

Speaking of this, she thought of something and said: "As long as you persist and don't give up, Miss will definitely have a happy ending, just like me, I never gave up even in the wind and rain, and went to the door of Mo Yunzhai to make trouble every few days, and now I finally succeeded!"

"..."

Aside, Ren Pingsheng's mouth twitched.

It seems that the shopkeeper just cried with snot and tears, and Qiu'er also participated in it.

Mu Rou looked at Qiu'er, who was excited in front of her, and then looked at Ren Pingsheng, who looked a little helpless not far away, with a trance in her eyes.

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

Let's say, as the prince of Zhenbei, he has everything he wants, so why bother writing stories to sell to bookstores?

"Could it be that Sister Qiu'er saw that I was in a bad mood these days, so she asked the shopkeeper of Mo Yunzhai to act with Master Ren to encourage me?"

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

Until this moment, she still didn't believe that "Romance of the West Chamber" was written by Ren Pingsheng.

At this moment.

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

Noticed the look in the little maid's eyes.

Ren Pingsheng has confirmed that this is indeed a fan of the book, and a 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 had been by Mu Rou's side for many years, and she was well-educated.

Ren Pingsheng said, "Then I will tell you the content of the second half of the West Chamber, and you write it down on paper, how about that?"

Qiu'er dreamed about the plot of the West Chamber, so she naturally wanted it. She nodded like a chicken pecking at rice and said excitedly, "Okay, okay!"

Ren Pingsheng looked up at the sky.

The sky was covered with dark clouds.

It was impossible to tell when a heavy rain would come.

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

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

It stands to reason.

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

But this is Ren's house, this house originally belonged to him...

Mu Rou hesitated for a moment, nodded gently, and said softly: "Mr. Ren, please."

As she said that, she held the handrails on both sides and wanted to stand up.

Qiu'er saw this and hurried forward to help.

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

The furnishings in the house were simple. In addition to the bed, there were only two chairs, a desk and a wardrobe.

Qiu'er helped her young lady to sit on the soft bed.

Looking at Ren Pingsheng: "I will go get paper and pen."

After saying that, she walked out of the house quickly without waiting for the other party to respond.

For a while.

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

The autumn wind whistled past, making a humming sound.

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

The air was filled with a faint scent of herbs, which smelled fresh and pleasant.

In all these years.

It was the first time that Mu Rou was alone in a room with a man.

Although there was still some distance between them, her heart still jumped.

It was not that she was worried that Ren Pingsheng would do something wrong, but she simply felt that it was a bit novel.

She couldn't describe her specific mood.

On the other side.

Ren Pingsheng stood there, looking at the figure sitting on the bed, hesitated for a moment, and asked softly: "Can I light a lamp?"

"Okay."

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

I don't know if it was because of nervousness or because she was used to being supported by others. After walking a few steps, she suddenly twisted her foot, and she couldn't help but let out a cry of pain and fell to the ground.

The first sprain.

The severe pain in her ankle made her close her eyes and purse her lips tightly.

"Miss Mu..."

Ren Pingsheng's heart jumped, and he subconsciously stepped forward to support her.

The moment his hand touched Mu Rou's arm.

He could clearly feel her body trembling slightly, as if trembling.

This was the second time she had physical contact with a man of the same age in all these years.

The last time was two months ago.

Ren Pingsheng held her waist and took her down from the horse.

I thought she would feel disgusted instinctively, but she didn't feel anything until Ren Pingsheng helped her up from the ground and sat back on the bed.

Maybe it was because of the dim environment.

I couldn't see Ren Pingsheng's face clearly, so I didn't think of him as a man?

Mu Rou pursed her lips and thought so in her heart.

At this time.

Ren Pingsheng's magnetic voice came from the front.

"Miss Mu, how do you feel?"

Her ankle was burning with pain.

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

Ren Pingsheng, who often played basketball in his previous life, was very familiar with sprained ankles. 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 external injuries, pursed her lips and asked softly: "How to deal with it?"

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

After a pause, he said: "If Miss Mu trusts me, let me deal with it."

This kind of sprain needs to be treated immediately, otherwise the injury will inevitably worsen over time.

Mu Rou hesitated for a moment and chose to default.

Seeing this, Ren Pingsheng said no more, stood up, walked out of the door, called the guard, and ordered: "Go get some ice cubes and boil a pot of hot water."

"Yes!"

The guard took the order and left quickly. He got the ice cubes in just a moment.

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

Mu Rou sat on the bed and could clearly feel the pain in her ankle getting worse. After a slight hesitation, she nodded: "Yes."

Getting the consent.

Ren Pingsheng said no more, half squatted down, held her small and delicate jade feet with one hand, and gently put the ice cubes on them with the other hand.

Although Da Zhou did not have the habit of foot binding.

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. Her heart stopped for a moment, and then it beat rapidly in her chest, causing a noticeable tremor.

The tingling electric current rose from her ankles, crackling all the way up, causing her body to tremble slightly.

"Don't..."

Her delicate face showed a trace of panic, and her pink lips opened slightly, wanting to refuse.

As soon as she opened her mouth, her injured ankle suddenly touched the ice.

The pain came, and her body trembled again. She subconsciously clenched her teeth, but still couldn't help but groan in pain.

Then, she couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air: "Hiss... It hurts."

Ren Pingsheng held her little feet with one hand, asking her not to move, and held a homemade ice pack with the other hand, soothing her softly: "Don't be afraid, just hold on for a while."

Mu Rou clenched her silver teeth tightly, trying not to make any 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, lowered her eyes to look 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, apply cold compress once every hour, for one stick of incense each time."

Once every hour, for one stick of incense each time...

Mu Rou was slightly startled when she heard this, and a faint fear flashed in her eyes.

Although she was weak and sickly, she had been well protected since entering the Mu Mansion and had hardly suffered any external injuries.

She didn't want to experience the pain of the ice compress again in a short period of time.

Are you afraid of pain?

Ren Pingsheng saw her body trembling slightly, and gently comforted her: "Miss Mu, don't worry, it's just more painful the first time, and it will be much better later."

Hearing his gentle tone.

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

At this time.

Ren Pingsheng walked to the desk and lit the candle.

The dim candlelight swayed slightly, illuminating his handsome face.

Mu Rou sat on the bed, looking at his delicate profile, with a trance in her eyes.

For the first time in her life, she had an idea: it turns out that men can be so good-looking.

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

The autumn wind whistled.

The candlelight flickered.

In the room, the two sat opposite each other, both in silence.

For a moment, the atmosphere was awkward for some reason.

"Why hasn't Qiu'er come back yet? It takes so long to get paper and pen?"

Ren Pingsheng complained in his heart, but his face showed no expression. He said softly: "It was urgent just now. I'm sorry for the offense. Please forgive me, Miss Mu."

Hearing this, Mu Rou couldn't help but recall that he had just held her feet, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he was silent.

After a long while, he replied: "Yeah."

Immediately afterwards, the room fell into silence again.

Seeing that it was getting more and more awkward.

Ren Pingsheng opened his mouth and was about to say something.

Coincidentally, Mu Rou had the same idea.

"Miss Mu..."

"Mr. Ren..."

The two spoke almost at the same time.

The next second, they were silent again.

Then they said in unison: "You go first..."

Ren Pingsheng: "..."

Mu Rou: "..."

After a few seconds of trance.

They looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

"I didn't expect that Miss Mu and I have such a good rapport."

After this little episode.

The awkward atmosphere in the room disappeared.

Mu Rou also smiled.

She thought about it and asked the question in her heart: "Is "The Romance of the West Chamber" really written by Mr. Ren?"

She felt that it was too troublesome to explain and the other party might not believe it.

This time, Ren Pingsheng was shameless and did not deny: "Yes, it is me."

Mu Rou thought for a while and asked again: "White Snake, Nie Xiaoqian, Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai...are these also written by you?"

Ren Pingsheng said: "I have nothing to do, so I kill time."

Just to kill time, he can write so many wonderful books.

Mu Rou's eyes showed a trance.

Even though she knew that Ren Pingsheng would not, and there was no need to lie, she still didn't believe it in her heart.

Just then.

Qiu'er pushed open the door and walked in: "Prince, bring the paper and pen."

Mu Rou turned her head to look at her, and her voice was soft: "I just went to get paper and pen, why did sister Qiu'er come back at this time?"

This is asking knowingly.

Qiu'er smiled awkwardly: "I encountered something on the way and was delayed."

It's just a few steps, what can be delayed.

It's obvious that she deliberately delayed time, wanting herself and Ren Pingsheng to be alone for a while.

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

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

Qiu'er nodded heavily, "Okay!"

Ren Pingsheng recalled the plot of "Romance of the West Chamber" and told it like a storyteller: "Zhang Sheng was reluctant to leave, and said goodbye to his relatives. He went to Caoqiao to rest, and his emotions were pent up. Suddenly, he dreamed that Yingying came across the river and eloped together. On the way, they encountered a group of bandits who took Yingying away. The dream was broken, and he could not help but feel more disappointed..."

After each paragraph, he stopped for a while to give Qiu'er time to write.

On the side.

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

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

Time passed.

In a blink of an eye.

Half an hour passed.

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

Whether it is the style or the plot, it is the same as the first half, still wonderful and fascinating!

"I didn't expect that he was good at writing poems, and the storybooks were also so wonderful...

With his talent, if he had not practiced martial arts, but practiced Confucianism, he would have been famous today."

Mu Rou looked at Ren Pingsheng's profile and couldn't help thinking so.

"Zhang Sheng won the first place in the imperial examination and came back to marry the Xiangguo lady. At the same time, General Bai Ma came by order to marry Cui and Zhang. The clouds and fog dissipated, and the lovers finally became a couple, leaving behind a song that will be passed down through the ages."

Ren Pingsheng finished telling "The Romance of the West Chamber" and exhaled a breath of turbid air, thinking: I'm finally done.

On the side.

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

Qiu'er sighed leisurely and sighed: "The Xiangguo lady and Zhang Sheng had such a bumpy relationship, it was really not easy to get to the end."

Mu Rou did not comment, just kept silent.

After a while.

Qiu Er suddenly thought of something, looked at Ren Pingsheng, and asked curiously: "Prince, are there really Miss Xiangguo and Zhang Sheng in the world?"