C22 Young Master You Have to Pay Attention to Yourself!

"Van, Moyu thanks you for your help. However, Moyu was a stupid person and did not want to be smart. I hope you can be magnanimous and let Moyu live a peaceful life." There was a sense of alienation and rejection between the lines. Her pure eyes were covered with a layer of protection.

Van Qingchen suddenly felt furious. He tightly grabbed the little person's arms with both hands and looked down at the little person.

"Jasmine, what did you say? Do you think you can continue to live such a peaceful life? Your identity does not allow you to want that kind of life. You can't always be so unrelated to yourself, you have to learn to plot and counterattack. Just like this time when you are injured, will you solve the problem without saying a word? That will show your weakness, that will be the opportunity for you to be hurt next time. If you don't fight back this time, there will definitely be a next time."

The man in front of him had a rarely seen viciousness in his eyes, but it was not directed at him. Hua Moyu could feel the kind of 'grief, misfortune, anger, and infighting' that the man had towards her. As her eyes moved, the clear spring that was shining with a clear light suddenly blossomed with a flowing color that caused all things in the world to lose their color.

"Van, thank you. Moyu also really wanted to take revenge in a carefree manner. Just like Van, emotions and resentment were all so real. But Van also knew that this place wasn't my home. I'm just a guest here. Could a guest easily give face to their master? If I am just an ordinary woman without any ties... I might consider returning the favor in the same way as my master. However, it's a pity that I'm not! "

Van Qingchen had seen many beautiful sceneries, and many of them were as beautiful as flowers. Of course, he was not a frivolous person. Perhaps the beautiful women were interested. But he was not a frivolous person. Thus, there was no place to go against the rules. But today, he saw the subtlety and vicissitudes that he should not have in a twelve-year-old girl.

Of course, the thing that moved him the most was the smile that made him lose all color. The thousands of words in it could not be described with any words.

Just like that, as he read, a thought slowly formed in his heart: Want to protect, protect this girl that always made him feel different emotions.

The delicate fragrance in his arms constantly bewitched his already wavering heart. Van Qingchen thought with self-mockery, Should I just knock her out and take her away? Otherwise, if he was constantly bewitched, he would definitely eat jasmine uncontrollably one day!

Just as Van Qingchen's thoughts were flying about, a cry of surprise interrupted that beautiful fantasy.

"Young master, please let go of the princess. Otherwise, the guards of jasmine garden are not to be trifled with. Qing Yan had just walked to the garden when she saw Hua Moyu and Van Qingchen pulling each other. In the end, Hua Moyu did not escape from someone's embrace.

When she heard the young maid's voice, Hua Moyu immediately felt her strength increase. But the helpless man just did not let go and was so angry that her small face turned red.

"Where did this lecher come from? Do you want to taste the taste of the sword?" His voice was filled with young impulse and anger. It could be heard that his master was very angry right now.

Hua Moyu finally escaped from someone's encirclement safely, but she was stunned by the scene in front of her.

Van Qingchen and Yun Heyan were fighting, while Leng Xiyou walked towards her with a gloomy expression. Yun Mengxiu was watching the battle from the side.

"Moyu, didn't you say you want to go back to your room? Why are you here?"

It turned out that Leng Xiyou was going to send Yun Mengxiu and Yun Heyan out of jasmine garden. Coincidentally, the garden was right next to the path that they had to take to get out of the mansion.

As for the three people who were born with martial arts, after hearing Qing Yan's angry shout, they immediately flew over.

Leng Xiyou wanted to say something, but Yun Heyan had already pulled out his sword. Thus, he could only turn to Hua Moyu, who had just obtained her freedom.

Hua Moyu, who also wanted to ask why, helplessly put on a face and said, "I didn't take the initiative to provoke someone. I just wanted to rest here for a while, but who knew that trouble would come knocking on my door?"

Van Qingchen dodged Yun Heyan's sword move freely as he raised the corner of his mouth and sighed. "Actually, it was jasmine's singing that attracted me here. It was such a pity that the few of you did not hear it. And that sweet smile, it really makes me unable to extricate myself. "

Smelly fox, can't you be a bit more vicious? This is the rhythm of someone wanting to be destroyed, right?

Leng Xiyou's gaze at this moment really suited his temperament. It was as cold as ice.

"Xiyou, do you want to hear me sing too? I'll sing it for you later, okay?" Hua Moyu quickly comforted the man in front of her. It was already spring now, why was it still so cold?

"Princess, you are biased. Qing Yan has never heard the princess sing before." Qing Yan was also unhappy at the side.

Sigh, can you not join in the fun? What was he trying to do? Hua Moyu even wanted a classic dialogue from Aunt Jade Yao.

Yun Heyan waved his hand quickly, his eyebrows slanted upwards, and his eyes were filled with anger.

"Yan, your breath is a bit unstable, calm down. This way, you won't be able to gain the upper hand." Yun Mengxiu advised from the side.

"Alright, can you stop fighting? Isn't it just singing a song? If anyone wants to hear me sing, then be quiet. There's no accompaniment here, so troublesome. If anyone wants to listen to me sing, then just sit there obediently. Also, this song was not sung for anyone else. It's sung for our lost youth. So, don't take a seat with the right number. " A monologue that gave Hua Moyu goosebumps made the four men obediently stop all their actions and automatically sit on the round wooden bench. Even Qing Yan also stood to the side and waited for Hua Moyu's performance.

Turning around with his back to the few men, his small hand rubbed his forehead with a slight headache. Forget it, just treat it as teaching children to sing in kindergarten.

After making up his mind, a bright smile appeared on his small face. "Since everyone (children) has obediently sat down, then Moyu (Teacher Mo) will start singing for everyone (children) to hear."

Sure enough, imagining the four men and a little maid in front of him as little children did not feel so nervous and awkward anymore.

Leng Xiyou's gaze was no longer cold, but instead, it was boiling with blood. Van Qingchen kept winking, trying to get someone's attention. Yun Mengxiu pursed his lips and did not say anything, but his eyes were focused. Yun Heyan raised his eyebrows slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled into a rare smile.

He no longer fixed his gaze on the few of them. Instead, he looked into the distance. His eyes slowly became empty, and his emotional singing flowed into the hearts of the men.

"You want to sing me to you while you're still young, like a flower. Flowers bloom to your heart's content, and pretend to be my branches of your years! Who can replace you? Love to your heart's content while you're young! My dearest one, the journey is a long one, let's be together! I'll sing to you, and give me your pure and innocent smile. We should have a happy, happy, sunny time! I'll sing it to you. How about touching you with my hot feelings? Time is worth remembering, nostalgic, shy red. Who can replace you? Love to your heart's content while you're young, my dearest one. The journey is a long one, let's be together!" You want to sing me to you? It was a very melodramatic folk song, and it instantly calmed people down. )

"Uh, didn't you sing well? Why isn't there any applause?" Hua Moyu looked at the few men who were still in a daze and reminded them. She had at least put in all her effort in performing.

"Alright, then I can only applaud for myself." As she spoke, Hua Moyu clapped a few times with a satisfied smile on her face.

"Princess, it's too nice to hear. Qing Yan had already been brought into that artistic conception by the princess. It felt like she had a dream, even though she had woken up now. I really want to stay in that dream of the Princess." Qing Yan's small hands also ruthlessly clapped. Coupled with the excited smile on her face, this gave Hua Moyu a small sense of accomplishment.

After that, a few men blinked their eyes and their hands also quickly clapped together.

"Little Hua, I love you so much. I think you sang it for me. Shall we be together?" The impulsive Yun Heyan very narcissistically threw an olive branch at Hua Moyu.

"How stupid. jasmine definitely won't take a liking to that impulsive action of yours. Only I can make jasmine open up to her heart's content. Come to my embrace, jasmine?" Van Qingchen hooked his eyes and the corner of his mouth showed an attractive smile.

"Little Flower has made it very clear. This song is not sung for anyone. It is a memory of youth. Am I right, Little Flower?" Yun Mengxiu's words made Hua Moyu smile and nod her head.

"Moyu, no matter what, I will use my hot feelings to move you. Even if the journey is long, I will accompany you until the end of the world." Leng Xiyou's love confession made the other three men unhappy, but Hua Moyu did not say anything.

She had already said not to take a seat with the right number, so the few of them did not understand.

"Sigh, playing the lute to a cow. Qing Yan, let's go. I don't want to see these four infatuated faces. Let's go back to the room." Hua Moyu left the back view of the four men, but she did not know that the four fiery lights behind her could no longer disappear. Perhaps it will accompany her for a long time...

After wasting a few days, she finally returned to the quiet and distant feeling of comfort. Looking at the dusky sky outside the window, his mood was rare to see a sunny day. The continuous drizzle made Hua Moyu's good mood completely return.

Of course, another important reason why she was in a good mood was that there was no noise around her. Whether it was the affectionate Leng Xiyou or the charming Van Qingchen, none of them appeared. And there was no news from the two people in the palace. What a wonderful time.

He reached out his little hand to the window to receive the wet baptism. The strength of the palm strike made one feel that it truly existed.

Perhaps, the heavens were also venting their feelings. Regardless of whether it was joy or tears, they could make people relax. It was just two different methods.

It was said that the drizzle in spring was as precious as oil. However, after a few days of drizzle, it truly made people see endless hope.

The grass grew more exuberant, and the little flowers grew more lively. The pavilions and pavilions underwent a baptism, as if they were brand new and refreshing.

If only time could pass like this drizzle. He quietly stayed in this cage filled with birds and fragrant flowers until his life passed away.

"Princess, you've been in a daze recently. Qing Yan also knew that the princess must have missed home, but fortunately, the princess can return to Flower Country once a year. Thinking about it, it is almost time. " The moment Qing Yan entered the door, she saw Hua Moyu by the window.

The scene at that time was still lingering in Qing Yan's mind even after a long time, as if it was going to merge with the rain and have a strong sense of belonging.

Her loose black hair was blown by the spring breeze outside the window and one could vaguely smell the scent of spring rain. She fixed her gaze on the focused look in the sky, as if she would disappear into the drizzle in the next moment. Because of this, Qing Yan could not help but open her mouth, afraid that her worries would become reality. She was so afraid that Hua Moyu, whom she had always been protecting, would disappear.

"Huh, is that so? Qing Yan, do you think this place is like a cage? Even though I have enough freedom. However, if one day my existence becomes a shackle... Perhaps I will be waiting here for someone to take my life away." Hua Moyu felt that she was really very calm, just like the prisoners in the prison would have time to relax. She actually had such treatment too. However, what was the meaning of such treatment?