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Chapter 062

Long Yu was mute. She knew that there must be a compelling reason for Mo Li to stay in the princess's mansion. She also knew that her past was full of misdeeds and she had done many immoral things, including murder and arson.

There is no shortage of work, but now facing a man who wants to spend a lifetime with him, and the past debts have been exposed, even thinking about Mo Li may not have any other meaning, it is just a simple talk, but

I still feel a little sad.

After being silent for a while, Long Yu said softly: "Mo Li, I know you are sad...in fact, I...I am sad too."

How I wish I had a clean past, and an ordinary encounter with you. Even if there were quarrels and conflicts, it would not be such a bloody past. However, you are helpless and cannot choose. Me too...

Long Yu's mood also dropped with Mo Li, and he lowered his head and hurried on. For a moment, there were only the sounds of people rushing in the empty mountain forest, and it was terrifyingly deserted.

Mo Li sighed softly, paused briefly, and said gently with a side face: "I have no other intentions, don't think too much about it."

Long Yu nodded and said nothing. If he didn't think too much, he would naturally not think too much.

As expected, Li Shilan and his grandson couldn't cross the Yuelu Mountain themselves. They didn't see the bandits, but the mountain was really steep. In some places, there were cliffs of nearly 100 meters straight up and down. It is estimated that the young and strong could still grit their teeth.

After climbing for a while, even someone as old as Uncle Li would feel dizzy when he looked up.

At this time, the benefits of knowing martial arts became apparent. Uncle Li stood on the edge of the cliff. He was still thinking about how to persuade his granddaughter not to worry about him escaping for his own life. He was also worried that on such a mountain wall, even a young man like his granddaughter might not be able to escape.

Turn over.

Without asking Uncle Li to speak, Mo Li whispered to Long Yu, "Wait a minute," then he jumped up with Uncle Li in one hand and Li Shilan in the other.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Li jumped onto the cliff, put the two of them down, and then fell back to the ground.

Smiling at Long Yu, Mo Li put his arms around her waist and climbed up the cliff again.

I saw Uncle Li on the cliff shaking with joy. He never thought that something that he thought was so difficult would be solved so easily. He has also seen some so-called martial arts masters, but they are all

Some government officials, but they are more powerful when dancing with swords, can run faster than others, and jump higher than others. Such abilities are beyond the imagination.

Mo Li remained silent as always and crossed the mountain wall. Following the traces left by his predecessors, the group hurried on their way covered by stars and moonlight. To Mo Li, this was naturally not a big deal, but to Long Yu, it was a bit difficult.

She gritted her teeth and followed, but what was embarrassing was that Li Shilan, her grandfather and grandson, who she thought should be weaker than her, did not pull her down.

Although it was inevitable to stumble down the mountain, nothing serious happened after all. After walking all the way, when we reached the foot of the mountain, the sky was already dark, and traces of human activities could gradually be seen from the messy forest.

When everyone appeared on a terraced field, Li Shilan shouted in surprise: "Uncle Wang...Grandpa, look, it's Uncle Wang..."

The middle-aged man who was working in the fields raised his head and was really surprised when he saw them: "Uncle Li, Shi Lan, why are you here?"

Uncle Li chuckled, his excitement beyond words: "Thanks to this young master... How are you doing here?"

It felt like a fellow villager meeting a fellow villager, and for a moment he was very cordial. I thought that the relationship between friends and neighbors in this village was still harmonious, but when disaster struck, they had no choice but to fly away. Now, naturally, they are happy to see one of them escape.

As they walked down the mountain, Long Yu couldn't help but sigh at how amazing people's ability to survive was. He heard from Uncle Li that people in their village had been leaving one after another in the past few months, and now, they have all merged into another one.

The place has begun to lead a pleasant life. Even the wasteland on the hillside has been opened up.

No matter what age, the people are kind and friendly. If their lives are stable, they will be more able to sympathize with and help the less fortunate. As soon as they hear that there are refugees coming again, or orphans and widowers, the people in the village will spontaneously

With the help of others, there were two extra small rooms available for them to live in first. Mo Li was described by the old man as a warm-hearted person who did not forget to live in others despite his own sufferings, and he was respected by the villagers.

After a lot of trouble, it was already noon when he settled down, and Long Yu sat on the bedside almost exhausted.

This is a small room, with no distinction between living room and bedroom. A wooden bed that can barely accommodate two people is leaning against the corner, with a chair next to it, and that's it.

Long Yu packed a belly full of pickled radish and white rice, and collapsed on the bed without wanting to move. In his own era, although he was not a wealthy man, he could still eat meat and vegetables for three meals a day. When he came to this world,

Your status is noble, even if you don't care about it, your expenses are noble. I have never eaten these rough things, but never had a meal as sweet as the one I ate today.

Long Yu was rubbing his belly and sighing with emotion, when the door was pushed open with a creak, Mo Li came in with a basin, and then closed the door.

Mo Li may have thought of some things in the past. He was obviously not in a good mood today. When he was in a good mood, he was a cold person who didn't like to talk. Now that he was in a bad mood, his face became a little darker.

Yu You thought about saying something to comfort and apologize, but he couldn't find it. He was afraid that if he wasn't careful, it would make things worse.

Seeing Mo Li come in, Long Yu hurriedly sat up and said somewhat flatteringly: "Go to rest early, you are also tired today."

Mo Li nodded invisibly and placed the basin he was holding next to the bed. It was a basin of steaming water.

Standing beside the bed, rolling up his sleeves to his elbows, Mo Li stretched out his hand to test the temperature of the water, then raised his hand to hold Long Yu's ankle.

"What are you doing..." Long Yu's whole body ached, and his legs and feet were even more stiff. But being grabbed by Mo Li, he was agitated. He wanted to retract his legs, but he couldn't withstand his strength and couldn't move.

Move for half a minute.

"Don't move." Mo Li's light, slightly calloused palm pressed the instep of Long Yu. Although Long Yu's body was a bit rough on the inside, he had been pampered since he was a child, but his skin was delicate. I don't know how many precious medicinal materials were used to maintain it.

, even the insteps, also have delicate and fair skin.

His feet were pressed into the water. The water temperature was just right, neither cold nor hot, and the pressure was appropriate. Long Yu put his elbows on the bed to steady his upper body. Looking down, he saw Mo Li sitting on a small chair, with his head bent.

On his head, his slightly long bangs covered his eyes, making it impossible to see his expression. Presumably, you could tell that there should be no expression on his face at this time.

He pressed gently and carefully from the palm to the fingertips, from the instep to the ankle. It was very comfortable, but Long Yu felt a little sore in his heart.

If this was an intimate and thoughtful act between lovers, it would be such a warm and beautiful thing, and it would be perfect for complaining. But at this moment, she had to think about whether Mo Li was forced to do many such things in those days.

He felt so disgusted that he wanted to die, but his face had to be gentle and gentle.

Being happy with each other is intimacy, but forcing it is just an insult.

Don’t correct the past, but after all, the past really happened and existed, so how could it disappear so quickly. In a different place, if a person has done so many hurtful things to himself, Long Yu thought, there is no way he can do it anymore

Treat it with a normal heart.

Sighing softly, Long Yu rubbed Mo Li's palm with his toes and whispered: "Mo Li..."

Mo Li slowed down his movements, raised his head and said, "What's wrong? Are you too strong?"

"No." Long Yu lowered his eyebrows and looked down at Mo Li: "Mo Li, do you... still hate me now?"

Mo Li was stunned for a moment, lowered his eyes, and said in a calm tone: "Why do you say that?"

"I really don't remember what happened before." Long Yu said slowly: "But... I really like you, and I want to give it a try. If you really can't accept it, we have to force it, okay?

"

There is no Holy Mother in this world. If you like someone, you will definitely want him and want him to be by your side all the time. But if the person you like cannot be happy around you, then it will be a long time before you are separated.

One year, two years, three years, five years, time can always fade the past and start a new life.

"Yu'er, you are too worried." Mo Li said calmly: "I promised you when we were in the desert."

It was broad daylight now. We had just eaten lunch. The sun was in the sky. Although the doors and windows of the room were closed, the light was clear. Long Yu was sitting on the bed, wearing only his underwear, with his long hair down, and his trouser legs rolled up on his knees.

A section of the white calf was exposed, and the skin had a slightly shiny feeling because it was smooth.

This was a common scene that I was used to seeing, with disgust in my heart. No matter how tempting it was, I still felt disgusted. Now in a different state of mind, Mo Li's hand slowly caressed upwards along his ankle. His heart was also mixed.

Messy.

Hate, I have hated for many years. Love, I seem to have fallen in love unconsciously. I tell myself not to correct the past, but how can I just forget about the past scenes. Thinking about the past, I also know clearly,

It is unfair to face Long Yu today with the same attitude as before.

Long Yu took a breath and watched Mo Li's eyes gradually fall on his face, and smiled in a panic.

This time, I felt a little sting on my cheek and pulled the corner of my mouth.

On Long Yu's cheek, there was a scar from the last time he met Jiu Fangxia. It had already formed a light layer of scar. However, he felt a little itchy after getting wet in the past few days. He accidentally scratched a little harder, and something happened again.

There is a red mark.

Mo Li reached out and stroked the red mark on her face. He didn't know why, thinking about Long Yu's rejection that day, and the scene between her and Jiu Fangxia. He had seen those love affairs countless times before, but now they seemed like poisonous weeds.
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