"It's just a minor injury. Don't worry, Madam. I wonder why Madam called me here today?" Mo Shu didn't want her to worry, so he directly concealed the previous matter.

Really?

Cheng Shuiyao knew that this matter was definitely not that simple, but then she thought about today's business, suppressed her speculations, smiled and looked at Mo Shu, "You're here just in time, sit down first!"

Mo Shu didn't know why, so he half-pushed and half-sat down, looking at the people in front of him in confusion.

"Happy birthday," Mo Qin couldn't bear his temper and was the first to speak out today's purpose.

ah?

Mo Shu didn't react for a while. Just when he was about to speak, he saw Cheng Shuiyao holding out a cake from behind with a smile on her face.

This dynasty did not have the tools to make cakes at all, so Cheng Shuiyao spent all his efforts to create an extremely complicated version.

But fortunately, the results are relatively good-looking, and Cheng Shuiyao is very satisfied.

"What is this?"

Mo Shu looked at what was in front of him and asked in confusion.

"You don't have to worry about it, just make a wish quickly," Cheng Shuiyao inserted a few candles on the cake and then taught Mo Shu to make a wish.

Mo Shuzhao clasped his hands together, Qiancheng closed his eyes, and made a wish that he didn't even know what it was.

"Okay, let's blow out the candles!"

Cheng Shuiyao laughed and then led everyone to blow out the candles.

"Have you prepared this for a long time?" Mo Shu looked at several people with complicated emotions, his eyes showing a bit of tenderness.

"If the master hadn't sent you out suddenly, I might have missed your birthday a long time ago, but it's not too late now," Mo Qi waved his hand and reached out to open the door for the shopkeeper who had been waiting outside.

Today's dishes are specially selected by Cheng Shuiyao, and each dish has an extremely beautiful meaning.

"I gave this to you," Mo Qin took out a box from the corner and handed it to Mo Shu with a smile.

"This is……"

Mo Shu couldn't bear the doubts in his heart and raised his hand to open the box. Looking at the dagger inside, his eyes suddenly became wet.

His father gave him a dagger before he died. It was his most precious item and accompanied him through many bloody battles.

It's a pity that the dagger was not made of fine steel after all, and its hardness was a bit poor, so it did not escape the end of breaking.

"I made it myself, I'm afraid it's a little different from the previous one, but if you're not satisfied, you can change it again," Mo Qin smiled and subconsciously took away his hand that was covered with wounds.

This time, in order to make a dagger for Mo Shu that was exactly the same as before, she put a lot of thought into it. She carried out all the steps herself, for fear that something would go wrong.

"Thank you for remembering it," Mo Shu said without raising his head, his voice as calm as ever.

"How could I not remember," Mo Qin shook his head and said with a smile, "The dagger here has saved my life countless times."

"Okay, take a look at mine," Mo Qi interrupted the conversation between the two with a smile and took out a jade flute from his waist.

This is……

Cheng Shuiyao's expression froze and she looked at the flute in disbelief.

She had seen this flute in a book in space. It was an ancient flute that had been lost long ago.

It is said that this jade flute was made by a famous master, and the music it plays can last for three days without stopping.

But how could such a precious flute appear in Mo Qi's hands?

Cheng Shuiyao narrowed her eyes and glanced at Mo Qi subconsciously.

"The property returns to its original owner," Mo Qi smiled calmly, and directly stretched out his hand to hand the flute to Mo Shu.

He didn't understand the flute, so he certainly didn't know how good this flute was, but he once saw Mo Shu mistaking this flute for others.

"Where did you find it?"

Mo Shu looked at the flute and his voice became lower.

"This matter is quite laborious," Mo Qi waved his hand, "But I'm lucky, it only took me half a year to find him."

Mo Shu didn't say anything, just looked at the dagger and the flute, and silently shed tears.

All the old memories of his youth came to his mind, and Mo Shu clenched these two objects subconsciously, controlling himself not to cry.

"Don't cry, this is supposed to be a happy event," Cheng Shuiyao patted Mo Shu on the shoulder and said with a smile, "I haven't known you long, so naturally I can't give you anything precious, but I do have a gift.

for you."

Mo Shu heard the words and looked up, only to see Cheng Shuiyao take out an amulet from her waist and pin it gently on him.

"You also know that my needlework is not very good." Cheng Shuiyao looked at the crooked stitches and felt embarrassed at first, "But this is all I can do. You can just use it. I'll order someone else later."

Go make something better for you."

Mo Shu nodded, but immediately shook his head, not knowing what to do for a moment.

In the past nineteen years, he has never experienced a scene like today, which makes it difficult for him, who has always been calm, to judge how he should react.

"Don't think about what you have or don't have. Since today is your birthday party, you should relax," Cheng Shuiyao patted his shoulder again, pointed to the food in front of him and said, "Hurry up and eat!"

Others sat down one after another and served Mo Shu with a smile, and the atmosphere quickly became lively.

"I don't have any gifts for you, so I'll just give you one," Xiaoyun smiled and poured a glass of juice for Mo Shu, then picked up his own wine glass and toasted him, then raised his head and drank it all.

She was born in a music studio, and she was surrounded by spectators every day, so she naturally developed a good drinker.

Mo Shu pursed his lips, looked at the juice in the cup, smiled suddenly, and imitated Xiao Yun and drank it all in one gulp.

Cheng Shuiyao did not miss the interaction between the two, and the smile in her eyes deepened.

Xiaoyun, a child who was always attentive, noticed that Mo Shu was injured, so he changed the wine in his glass to juice.

Mo Qin understood this and imitated Xiao Yun's example to toast Mo Shu.

"Drink slowly," Mo Shu looked at Mo Qin helplessly, and stretched out his hand to cover the rim of her cup before she drank it all.

Mo Qin doesn't have a good capacity for drinking. According to Xiao Yun's drinking method, he has to drink only one glass.

"Why can't I do it?" Mo Qin's face turned red for no reason, and he quietly approached Mo Shu and said jokingly.

"I won't listen to you singing later," Mo Qi said expressionlessly, then took the cup from her hand and poured half of the wine into Mo Qi.

Mo Qi looked at the extra wine in the glass, vaguely wanting to scold her.

Cheng Shuiyao looked here calmly, feeling a little more curious in her heart.

Just by looking at what a few people did just now, she could vaguely detect something.

But what did Mo Shu think about it?

Cheng Shuiyao smiled and turned her gaze to Mo Shu, seeing that he was being forced to drink juice by Mo Qin, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

That's all, just let everything happen.

Thinking like this, Cheng Shuiyao couldn't bear it any longer, so she picked up her wine glass and leaned over.


Chapter completed!