Chapter 61 "Because I like him so much."
After breakfast, Jing Xuan stared at the burning silver charcoal in a daze, supporting his chin with his hand in thought.
Chu Mo was behind the desk, drawing something with a pen.
The two of them stayed silent for a long time, without saying a word, with only the crackling sound of sparks.
Suddenly, Jing Xuan sighed heavily, with annoyance in her eyes.
Chu Mo raised his eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"
Giving him a complicated look, Jing Xuan shook her head, "It's okay."
Now, Chu Mo can no longer hear the little princess's voice, but at this moment, even if he doesn't listen, he knows what's on her mind.
It could be about the coming-of-age ceremony, or something about him.
Now that the coming-of-age ceremony is approaching, the grand banquet prepared by the palace may be reported to the border at any time, but until now there is still no news of the seventh princess' disappearance. Jing Xuan naturally feels that something is wrong.
She didn't even dare to ask Chu Mo, worried that he might find out something, so she could only worry about it herself.
Chu Mo wanted to tell her the truth, but he knew that now was not the best time.
We can only wait a little longer.
As for him, it's even simpler.
The little princess was frank and straightforward. After she made up her mind, she naturally wanted to tell him and express her feelings.
However, this kind of thing must be done by Chu Mo. He has already made plans, so the little princess doesn't need to worry.
Chu Mo lowered his eyes, and a completed painting appeared on the paper - the gentle little girl smiled lightly, her amber eyes were clear and bright, with a gentle smile, looking straight into his heart, enough to melt away all the gloom.
It was Jingxuan.
"Xiaoxiao." Chu Mo raised his eyes, his peach blossom eyes reflecting the firelight, appearing even more tender and gentle: "Come."
Her heart skipped a beat, and Jing Xuan puffed up her cheeks. After cheering herself up, she walked to Chu Mo in small steps and said in a long and soft voice, as if she was acting coquettishly: "What are you doing——"
"Wow!"
Her eyes suddenly lit up, and she looked sideways with joy, meeting Chu Mo's eyes, and asked happily, "Is the painting of me?"
"Who else could it be except you?" Full of helplessness, Chu Mo gently scratched Jing Yu's small and round nose.
“So pretty!”
Jing Yu took a few steps closer, picked up the paper and looked at it carefully, her eyes full of joy, not realizing that she was leaning close to Chu Mo, almost sinking into his arms.
Chu Mo lowered his eyes and glanced at the girl's soft and rosy cheeks. His ears were slightly red. He was reluctant to withdraw. He just tilted his head uncomfortably, put his fist to his lips, and cleared his throat: "As long as you like it."
“I like it very much!”
It can be seen that she really likes it. Chu Mo chuckled, lowered his eyes and looked at her, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "If you like it, I will draw it for you again."
Jing Yu paused and looked up at him, only to realize that they were so close that her forehead almost touched Chu Mo's chest. Her cheeks immediately turned red and she quickly took a few steps away.
They looked so shy, as if they had forgotten that they had hugged each other before.
Chu Mo just thought that Jing Xuan was extremely cute, and a laugh came out of his throat. Gradually, the laughter became louder and louder. The low and magnetic voice was like a feather, constantly sweeping through Jing Xuan's heart.
The sharp eyebrows are soft and smiling, the peach blossom eyes are curved, and the bottom of the eyes are like a pool of disturbed spring water, which is quite bewitching and makes people's heart beat.
The smile is too arrogant!
Jing Yu pursed her lips. Chu Xiaomo was going too far!
Suddenly, a hint of cunning flashed in her eyes, and the spoiled little princess snorted softly.
The next moment, Jing Yu took a step forward, only a palm away from Chu Mo. Before he could move, she gently stood on tiptoes and quickly scraped his high nose bridge with her slender index finger.
Chu Mo was stunned for a moment, and looked down at her stupidly.
The little girl raised her little face, put her hands on her hips, and taught him a lesson fiercely: "Chu Xiaomo, you are naughty!"
Chu Mo was helpless: "You..."
"how?"
"So fierce." Chu Mo accused softly, and laughed: "You scared me."
Jing Yu snorted without mercy: "I told you not to laugh at me."
The little princess is spoiled and cute, without a trace of domineering, which makes people like her very much.
Chu Mo rubbed her head and coaxed her softly, "So, fierce little girl, are you still willing to go out and play with a poor person like me?"
Jing Xuan raised her eyebrows: "It depends on your performance."
"Hmm..." Chu Mo thought for a moment, "How about this, I, Chu, will show you a sword dance when I come back, okay?"
Jing Xuan's eyes suddenly lit up, and she quickly covered them up, then said reluctantly: "Okay, if you insist on doing this, I can't help it."
"Okay, okay."
Chu Mo took Jing Xuan's cloak, waved his hand, and hugged her in it.
He bent down slightly to tie the rope, looked up at the little girl who was wrapped in fluff and looked even more delicate and lovely, and said, "It's cold outside, don't catch a cold."
"I know."
…
Chu Xue was not brought along on this trip, and it was just the two of them traveling together. Although it had been like this before, Jing Xuan now felt that it was a bit like picking Ai (a date).
Thinking of this, I became even happier.
The weather was cold and there were fewer pedestrians on the street, but there were still many shops. They were as welcoming as ever to Chu Mo and the others.
Jing Xuan and Chu Mo greeted the people together, and their interactions were very harmonious.
"Where do you want to go?" Chu Mo asked.
There were not many choices at the border, so Jing Xuan didn't hesitate and raised his hand to point.
Chu Mo looked over and asked, "Listening to a book?"
Jing Xuan nodded, "Xiao Fu said that today's story is about love between men and women, I want to go and listen."
Chu Mo raised his eyebrows: "Okay, let's go."
There was silver charcoal burning in the audiobook hall, and hot tea was available, so it was very warm. There were many more people there, and in the cold early winter, it was noisy and lively, but not annoying at all.
Chu Mo and the other person were still led to the second floor. The location remained the same, with the best view, and even the tea was the best famous tea.
Knowing that Jing Xuan liked it, Chu Mo did not refuse.
They arrived early today and the storyteller was still preparing. Jing Yun ignored the audience and was busy trying to get Chu Mo to talk.
As for what to use, it was what Li Qing taught.
Jing Xuan took a sip of tea, put down the porcelain cup, and asked casually, "Chu Xiaomo, do you have a favorite tea?"
"No."
Chu Mo shook his head, and suddenly Li Qing's words came to his mind - "General, if you have the chance, you can tell Xuanxuan about your favorite food and drink, or your hobbies, in a subtle way. Otherwise, she will have a headache."
Sure enough, Jing Xuan let out a disappointed "ah". If she had cat ears, they would have drooped down to her scalp.
“But—” Chu Mo dragged out the last word: “I prefer bitter tea.”
Jing Xuan's eyes lit up.
The amber eyes rolled around, and he picked up a piece of cake and said while eating, "Since you like bitter taste, then you don't like cakes either?"
Chu Mo nodded: "I don't like it."
Jing Xuan nodded silently and thought, I don’t like sweets, I’ll remember that.
After thinking for a while, he asked again: "Are we going back home for lunch?"
"I'll take you to the restaurant." Chu Mo poured her tea and said calmly, "They just happen to have the dishes I like."
“Okay!”
Chu Mo smiled.
There was no need for the little princess to do this. As long as she asked, he would definitely answer.
"Here it comes!" Jing Xuan looked downstairs, "It's started."
The storyteller was still the same one as before, wearing a moon-white cotton robe and sitting behind the table, with a folding fan in one hand and a wake-up stick in the other. The difference was that this time there was silver charcoal burning beside him.
Suddenly, holding a folding fan in his hand, he knocked heavily on the wake-up stick and began today's storytelling: "I'm going to the stage to tell a story and greet everyone. I bow to all the listeners. Please fill the hall today and listen carefully. When I finish the story, I will go buy wine and sell peanuts."
After a long opening speech, he began to tell the story.
Different from the anecdotes of the underworld last time, this time it talks about folk affairs and the love between men and women, and it is told vividly and lifelike.
Everyone seemed to see the deep affection between the man and woman, and their courage to break through secular concepts for love, which was truly admirable.
The heroine of the story is willing to travel thousands of miles away to be with her beloved forever, and the hero, in order to make his beloved happy, studies hard day and night, works hard and strives for progress. In the end, he passes the imperial examination, is appreciated by others, and has been on a meteoric rise since then.
In the end, the two of them grew old together under the snow.
When the last wake-up stick fell, Jing Xuan's heart was burning, as if she had thousands of words she wanted to say, but in the end she couldn't say a single word.
She didn't know that Chu Mo opposite her had been gazing at her deeply. His always sharp peach blossom eyes were full of expectation, but also... unspeakable uneasiness and sadness.
Jing Xuan may have forgotten that she had heard this story a long time ago, so long ago that she had only heard of Chu Mo but not known him.
However, in that story, the heroine who traveled thousands of miles did not have a happy ending, and even lived a miserable life.
She even forgot that after listening to the story, her friend asked her, "If the person you like in the future is thousands of miles away, will you go to look for him?"
At that time, she answered firmly: "No, it's so good to be in the capital, I won't let myself down."
The voice was soft and sweet, but it deeply hurt the love-struck general at the next table.
Perhaps it shouldn't be called hurt, but after hearing that sentence, the general smiled quietly to hide his loss and bitterness, then stood up and strode away.
The young man was as proud as an eagle, but he left in a hurry and was in an indescribable state of embarrassment.
The general left the capital and has been guarding the border for several years since then.
When he missed the little princess, he looked towards the capital and wondered what she was doing now? Smile again, the little princess looks so beautiful when she smiles.
Sometimes he would have wild thoughts: if the little princess had the chance to come to the border, where would he take her to play?
After thinking this through with a smile on his face, he would come to his senses and give a bitter smile: "Everything is just... a wild imagination."
He never thought that his wild imagination could come true.
Chu Mo looked at the little princess quietly, with a smile always on his lips, looking gentle and elegant.
"Chu Xiaomo." Jing Yu didn't know why, but she felt that Chu Mo was a little off. She asked, "What's wrong with you?"
Chu Mo smiled and shook his head.
"Guess, if it were me, would I be willing to travel thousands of miles for the one I love?" Jing Yu's eyebrows were curved, and her amber eyes were like a pool of water, clean and clear, as if you could see through it at a glance.
Chu Mo's throat tightened. The same question seemed to bring him back to the day several years ago when the little princess said "no". A feeling of suffocation suddenly came over him, and his fingertips, which were never afraid on the battlefield, trembled slightly.
But……
I only heard Jing Xuan say firmly: "Yes, I do."
"Because I like him so much."
——I really like you, Chu Xiaomo.
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