When Mrs. Wang was sent away from the pleasure boat, when Zhao Ji turned around and came back, Mu Wanqing was also returning to the cabin.

"The woman in the Wang family has left?"

Looking at the boat that gradually disappeared into the night outside the pleasure boat, Mu Wanqing frowned and said, "Why did you deliberately send me away? Do you think I am a person who is not easy to talk to and makes trouble? When you see that woman, you want to fight her on your boat?"

Seeing Mu Wanqing's pretty face being frivolous, Zhao Ji patiently explained: "Miss Mu, you are injured. I am worried that when you see her, you will be angry, which is not conducive to recuperating your injuries."

"Why am I angry? I have no grudges with her or no complaints. Although I was injured by her subordinates, it was because I was not capable of it, and I didn't blame her." Mu Wanqing said coldly, glaring at Zhao Ji, and when she spoke again, her voice lowered: "But, I care about you, what kind of person am I in your eyes?"

"She comes to apologize to you, that's between you and her. I want to kill her, that's my master's order, it's my own business, and I won't fight with her in your place with your power!" Mu Wanqing didn't know what she wanted to express, but she was a little angry, worried about gains and losses, and a very strange feeling.

Zhao Ji didn't want to make a random arrangement to arouse Mu Wanqing's resentment, but this kind of harmless unreasonable trouble was a good phenomenon in his opinion. Although Mu Wanqing had never made all the oaths in front of him, Zhao Ji probably understood the entanglements she was facing at the moment. They had a lot of plans to meet. In less than a day, for a girl, it was indeed a bit difficult to consider the choices of life-long affairs in such a sudden way.

Seeing that Mu Wanqing was still furious, Zhao Ji smiled and said, "Miss Mu, you are my guest. Don't say you are fighting on my boat. Even if you burn the boat, I will watch the fun with you. Since you are clear about right and wrong, I can't guarantee that Mrs. Wang also understands the truth as much as you. Regardless of which skills are higher or lower, you are now in a weak position. If you have any injuries, you will be more vulnerable. If you have any extra troubles and get worse, you will have to spend an extra medical fee. I'm afraid you will be fishing by the Taihu Lake in the next three or five years."

When Mu Wanqing heard this, her pretty face turned red. Not long ago, she also asked the maid that in order to cure her injuries, Zhao Ji invited almost half of the famous doctors in Suzhou City. The cheapest doctors in the hospital were also worth guan. With the medicine applied to her, it cost more than hundreds of RMB. However, there are many fishermen on the Taihu Lake, but the price of aquatic products is a little different. Two feet long and one fat fish at the market is only a few dozen cents. With such a huge price difference, Mu Wanqing also understood how unreliable it is to come up with this method.

Now that he heard Zhao Ji’s old story re-reported, Mu Wanqing was embarrassed, lowered her eyebrows and bowed her head, and then suddenly said, “You don’t know your trust! I clearly said before that I didn’t want me to pay you a medical fee…”

Zhao Ji smiled and said, "But, I want you to make a reason in everything!"

"It's already very reasonable... If I had been talking to you like this in the past!" At this point, Mu Wanqing clenched her pink fist and waved it in front of Zhao Ji. She probably felt that the girl was so indecent. She waved her fist and suddenly withdrew it, but she laughed afterwards.

At this time, the night was getting darker, and many moored boats on the shore of Taihu Lake had already hung up colorful lights and swam into the lake.

The atmosphere was a little awkward when the two of them sat in the cabin. Mu Wanqing turned her head frequently and looked out of the boat, and suddenly said to Zhao Ji: "Do you want to visit the lake?"

"Do you want to make a flip?" Zhao Ji asked.

Mu Wanqing nodded and then said shyly: "I have been going back and forth several times, but I only remembered the murder in my heart, but I didn't take a closer look at what Taihu Lake looked like at night."

Zhao Ji hesitated and said, "But you are still injured. The wind on the lake is still a bit strong at night."

At this time, a maid said, "There are also warm pavilions on the boat. You can go inside by the young master and the girl, but the night wind cannot blow."

"Then, start the boat." Zhao Ji waved his hand and signaled.

When Mu Wanqing heard this, she couldn't help but smile. She was not a woman who was sad about autumn and spring. Whether to travel or not was not very attractive to her. She just suggested that she would say it and get the other party's serious consideration, which made her feel a little happy.

The maid led the two of them to the warm pavilion in the pleasure boat, and then went down to prepare for the heating of the warm pavilion.

This warm pavilion is located on the second floor of the pleasure boat. It is quite large in area and there is a small stage in it. It should be where the banquet is prepared on the pleasure boat. Zhao Ji looked around and found that the heating facilities arranged in the warm pavilion were not much different from the heating in later generations. Several pipes run through the corner where the view is difficult to reach, probably to attract boiling water to circulate to keep warm.

In addition, there are many screens of poetry and paintings arranged in this warm pavilion, mostly depicted on rice paper and silk towels. When you look closer, you mostly describe the Yuanxi Festival or the snow scene. If you carefully savor it, you can imagine how elegant the banquet that left these poems is.

Mu Wanqing was also walking around to admire the poems and paintings on the screen. She occasionally stopped to recite a few sentences, but she was stumbled and focused. Her frown and focused look was a bit vivid and interesting. She seemed to notice Zhao Ji's frequent gaze. Her face turned a little bit shy and took a step back, frowned and said, "You Song people are very bored. They are obviously simple and have to come up with many statements that others can't understand."

Zhao Ji walked to her and looked at the poem Mu Wanqing had just read. It was a poem about snow. Although it was quite neat, it was a bit too craftsmanship. The words used in classics were obscure, and even reading them was a bit obscure. He smiled and said, "Poetry and essays are probably touched by their hearts, and they were splashed ink to express their feelings and express their ambitions. It was also an elegant thing. Just as others were moved by the beauty of a girl, they always thought that the word "beauty" was too thin and too shallow, and it was difficult to describe it. But if you use poetry to describe it, there are countless statements."

"I am beautiful or ugly, what does it have to do with others? I won't show it to others!" Mu Wanqing frowned and snorted, but turned her beautiful eyes to Zhao Ji, wanting to hear his next words.

After pondering for a while, Zhao Ji smiled and said, "It's like there is a beautiful woman in the southwest, who is peerless and independent, and she looks like a city and a country. Or there are beautiful women who live in secluded in the valley. There are also beautiful women who look back and smile with a charming smile, and heavy makeup is always suitable... There are too many, and I can't count it."

Mu Wanqing's pretty face turned slightly red, but she said disdainfully: "I read a little, and I can hear your rambling pieces. It turns out that she is also ignorant."

Speaking of this, her face suddenly changed, and she said, "I fainted on the deck. When you lift my face and look at me, if you are an ugly girl, do you have to say, 'It turns out that she is an ugly girl, throw it into the lake to feed the fish'?"

When Zhao Ji heard this question, he was stunned and then said seriously: "I have never thought about this question. Probably not. Whether it is beautiful or ugly, it is a life."

Before Mu Wanqing could speak, Zhao Ji said again: "Miss Mu, there are many things you don't have to think too much about. If I hadn't traveled to the lake last night and if you didn't climb onto my boat, that would be another story. But since we met each other, you didn't have the strength to fall off the boat again, and I didn't care about it. That's how it happened. This probably should be fate. What's the matter of fate is easy to explain."

When Mu Wanqing heard this, her expression changed slightly, and she walked to the window and looked into the distance. Her eyebrows were slightly locked, her eyes were filled with complex colors, and her vision was completely lost. After a long time, she suddenly turned around and said in a calm voice: "I am not charming in the country, and I don't want to look back and look around. It's just that there is something that I will explain to you clearly..."

After hearing this, Zhao Ji's heart suddenly jumped. Is he going to talk to himself with a sincere and honest way? Thinking of this, he felt a little nervous in his heart, and he couldn't help but laugh at himself and said that this state of mind really made the face of a time traveler. However, when people are out of the matter, they can often give simple instructions, but when they are truly immersed in the scene, there is a living person standing in front of him, with his own thoughts and his own feelings. He is indeed a little calm, a little worried about gains and losses, and does not want to hear what he doesn't want to listen to.

He had experienced Mrs. Ma's charming and charming princess, the dignified and beautiful Princess of Zhennan, and the charming and charming Mrs. Wang, and even Zhong Ling's cuteness, all subconsciously placed themselves in the position of the spectator. However, when Mu Wanqing lifted the face of her face on the deck, she felt a deep feeling of being shaken, a very strong desire to interfere with the other party's life trajectory. When Mu Wanqing was still in a coma and life and death were all in her hands, this desire was still relatively weak. But when Mu Wanqing woke up, this desire gradually became stronger.

So when Mu Wanqing asked about the face, Zhao Ji immediately came forward to admit that this was probably due to his concerns about the known future. He was quite twisted, but it really made him very confused. Even when dealing with the Beggars' Gang, he could still be at ease. However, when facing Mu Wanqing's affairs, he decided to put this problem out as soon as possible and wanted to see her reaction, which was a test.

As long as this girl clearly tells the problem, even if she is a clever robbery, she will bring people back to Bianliang! Even if Duan Laoer comes to him, she is not afraid of him! Zhao Ji thought so in his heart, and then stood there waiting for Mu Wanqing to speak.

Mu Wanqing took a step forward, her lips and teeth opened, and suddenly a maid asked at the door: "Young Master, is this warmer now?"

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Let me talk about the girl’s problem. Since I write about Tianlong, the author himself has fantasies about the girl and it is very specific. But the girl I love should have an independent personality, and should not only say "As long as you XX, I will XXX". If this process can be described more interestingly, then it will be interesting. If it is boring, it is limited in writing. This is a very tangled choice. No one is willing to spend money to read it, so the leader has always belonged to someone else's family, and it is probably destined to be friends with the rich in this life... Suddenly, I feel lonely and cold. So, continue to ask for recommendation votes...
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