At the middle of the night, I came out to patrol the streets when I was in the middle of the night, and this profession was still preserved here. Even though there was already a mess outside, in this remote mountain, I was lucky to avoid the war days.

On the quiet street, Li Liang's steps were a little unstable. Mo Qing was light on himself. If he had murderous intentions at that time, he would have died. He looked at the old man who was walking in the alley there with a sharp look. The next second he saw a familiar figure walking by, half-closing his eyes, thinking, what is this Mahua doing here in the middle of the night? He wanted to follow up and see, but his chest was in pain, so he had to give up and turn around and walk back to the west courtyard.

When it was late at night, Mo Qing stood under the tree, looking at the crescent moon covered by dark clouds, with a faint sadness between her eyebrows. She looked down at a bronze bead hairpin in her hand, which shone brightly under the moonlight.

In the house, Zhang Xue slowly opened her eyes, looked around, looked down at the wooden box beside her, sat up, and carefully opened the wooden box. An exquisite cherry clip was lying quietly in the box, and was delighted. She took out the cherry clip and looked at it, looked down at the wooden box, and there seemed to be a small piece of paper clip between the partitions. She took out the small piece of paper and looked at it. After reading it, she showed a sweet smile. She raised her head, the door was not closed, is Mo Qing outside?

Zhang Xue walked out of the room and saw Mo Qing standing there standing there. Under the moonlight, the thing in her hand shining brightly. When she approached, she exclaimed: "What a beautiful bead hairpin."

Mo Qing looked at Zhang Xue who was walking over and said, "Xue'er...was awake..." He pulled her into her arms, sat down, let her sit on her thighs, and let her look at the beaded hairpin carefully.

Zhang Xue, who was sitting in Mo Qing's arms, felt flattered and nodded and said, "Well, I feel like I've been sleeping for a long time."

Mo Qing looked at Xue'er's pale and bloodless face and said gently: "Is it beautiful? This beaded hairpin."

Zhang Xue nodded and said, "Well, it's very beautiful...Mo Qing...Uh...Mr., whose bead hairpin is this? The owner of it must be a very beautiful person."

Mo Qing murmured to himself, "Yes... she is very beautiful, the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life."

Zhang Xue looked at Mo Qing who was a little tragic and felt a little unhappy when she saw him praising a woman so much. She felt a little unhappy when she felt a subtle change in her heart. She pouted and said, "Is she more beautiful than her husband?"

Mo Qing looked down at Zhang Xue. Her little face clearly stated: I was jealous, smiled gently, and his fingers streaked across her little nose, nodded and said, "My beauty is not as beautiful as one thousandth of her beauty, and I only get half of her beauty."

Not as beautiful as one thousandth of her! Zhang Xue looked up at Mo Qing's beautiful face, and couldn't imagine that there was a woman more beautiful than him. What kind of existence was that? She sighed in her heart.

Mo Qing sat upright, stretched out his hand, combed his slender fingers through Zhang Xue's show, pulled her downed show together, and slowly rolled up. Zhang Xue was a little surprised at Mo Qing's actions, and did not make a sound, looking quietly at him, thinking in her heart that he would still tie his head? He looked so skillfully. Do you often comb the hair of the most beautiful woman? Is that most beautiful woman the woman he loves the most? For a moment, all kinds of thoughts came.

Mo Qing doesn't comb too many shapes, but she can only comb one shape. It is her favorite shape. She put this bead hairpin in her show and fixed this shape with just this bead hairpin.

Zhang Xue watched Mo Qing stop and did it work? Although she was a little jealous, she stood up happily, walked into the house, and said, "I'll look in the mirror!" She was afraid of breaking this shape, so she had to walk into the house quickly, sit on the dressing table, and look at herself in the mirror. Under his skillful hands, she seemed to have become more beautiful. She was wearing a plain white robe and her head was tied up. The bronze bead hairpin was so beautiful.

Mo Qing walked without touching the ground, and saw Zhang Xue smiling obsessedly as if her memory was back... Sitting in front of the dressing mirror, she combed her straight... She came back to her senses, looked down at Zhang Xue, and smiled slightly.

Zhang Xue looked at Mo Qing. The first time she saw his gentle expression was the gentleness she showed for that beauty. She nodded her mouth and reached out to take down the bronze bead hairpin. The show she put the bead hairpin in an instant. She put the bead hairpin in the palm of his hand and said, "This bead hairpin must be preserved well because it is very important to you." Although she doesn't know who he loves, now he is his husband, and now he belongs to him. I have to be more focused, because I have also liked Brother Ghost.

Mo Qing was slightly stunned for a moment, looked at Zhang Xue saying this to herself in an adult tone, gently touched her head, and put away the beads and flowers.

Zhang Xue suddenly remembered and asked, "Mr. Husband, have you ever been back? I saw this thing when I woke up." He opened the wooden box that he had been holding in his hand and showed it to Mo Qing, and said with a smile: "Is this cherry clip good? It was bought by my brother for Xueer."

Mo Qing said, "It looks good, yes, I know." He picked up Zhang Xue, walked to the edge of the bed, and sat on the bed.

Zhang Xue carefully picked it up and put it on her head, feeling happy and said, "Is that brother at home now?"

Mo Qing said, "I'm not here, I'm back in the city, and it seems that there is still something I haven't done." After that, he gently kissed her lips, looked at her pale face with a flushing flushed because of shyness, and said, "It's late at night, it's time to go to bed."

Zhang Xue nodded, lay down obediently, watching Mo Qing lying beside him and covering herself with a blanket. Just now... Mo Qing... Lord Mo Qing kissed me again... The little deer in his heart was ramming. He looked at the beautiful face next to him. He closed his eyes and had long eyelashes. He couldn't help but secretly kiss his cheek, closed his eyes, and pretended to be asleep.

Mo Qing opened her eyes again and looked at Zhang Xue. She began to become transparent again. She couldn't help but frown. If this continues, she will be alive.

Li Liang returned to the west courtyard and glanced at the east courtyard next to him. Qing Gui was still standing there. He pushed open the door and walked into the house. Thinking that Zhang Gui and Zhang Tianjun left one after another, and now it has been a month and a half. I haven't come back for so long. Could it be that something happened?

I came back to my senses and looked at the houses around me. It was pitch black and there was no candlelight. I lowered my head to ponder. Liu Sanniang was not at home? When I walked into the mourning hall, I saw Zhang Tianyu's spirit tablet falling on the ground and breaking in half. When I turned around and wanted to leave, I seemed to have stepped on something. I moved my feet away, squatted down, looked at the things on the ground, and smiled.
Chapter completed!