Qin Mo knew that she had been autistic in the past two years.

But he was not sure if the woman was indulging in love, so he said, "Go out for a walk with me. When I am tired of walking, I will come back.

I won't stop you."

As he said that, he held her hand and pulled her across the threshold.

At that moment, Zhao Manjun felt that the world suddenly became noisy.

There are crowds of people outside, but this street and this house seem to be fresher than a few years ago.

From a distance, you can see tall buildings rising from the ground.

Qin Mo came to his favorite teahouse, and the best location in this teahouse will always be his.

In the middle is a patio with a zigzag shape.

Open the window and you can see the scenery outside on the left. On the right, you can see the storyteller sitting on the stage, telling stories vividly.

Zhao Manjun took off her veil and sat here, suddenly feeling uncomfortable.

At this time, a sound came from the audience, "My dear masters, we talked about the White Lotus Sect's uprising yesterday, and the son-in-law rushed to Lingnan to help.

Today, let’s talk about the thief hurt the Four Sages, and the King of Yue will fight for three thousand miles!"

"good!"

The guests in the teahouse applauded.

Although various folk novels are emerging now, the most popular one is still the novels written by Qin Mo.

Whether it is the Journey to the West of Daqian, the Legend of Zhou Qian, the Legend of the Immortal Sword and Fairy, and the Legend of Shushan, they have all spread all over the country.

In the opera house, there are also dramas arranged by novels, which are performed one by one according to the novel’s chapters.

When the Daqian Journey to the West was performed to the last chapter, it was placed in the Royal Library Square.

For a time, the square was full and the capital was crowded.

In addition, it is "The Son-in-law of the Daqian" written by Li Yuan. Although it is not as good as Qin Mo's writing, it is mainly bold.

Writing some things in the palace was particularly careful.

The court, the emperor, and even the harem are all involved.

This greatly stimulated the senses of the people, so that the popularity of this Daqian son-in-law who is still serialized continues to rise.

"By the way, the White Lotus Sect thief raided the Thai Prince's Mansion..."

While serving Qin Mo for dinner, Zhao Manjun secretly listened to the storyteller telling stories.

Although there are exaggerated parts in this book, Zhao Manjun also knows that Li Zhi is really dead.

"Who wrote this novel? It's arranging the nobles of heaven and earth, aren't you afraid of death?" Zhao Manjun couldn't help but say.

"This author is amazing. He is his ancestor." Qin Mo smiled.

"who?"

Qin Mo pointed to the sky.

"emperor?"

"Emperor!"

"The Supreme Emperor?"

Zhao Manjun's face was full of surprise.

"That's right."

Zhao Manjun smiled bitterly. The world has really changed, but that is the case. Except for those people, who dares to write such things so bluntly?

It's OK to die.

After all, you don't have to worry about anything.

"But, this book is full of praise for you."

"Nonsense, I am the protagonist of this book. If they don't praise me, who do they praise me?" Qin Mo said with satisfaction.

Zhao Manjun shook her head and thought, if she had been able to deceive Qin Mo, maybe Daqian's country would have been subverted long ago.

However, these things are no longer important to her now.

"You don't eat?"

"Full!"

"Just eat this little."

"I have to control my diet, otherwise I will get fat easily." She is already twenty-seven or eight years old, and it will be difficult for Qin Mo to like her in two years.

When she was the most beautiful, Qin Mo said he could bear it. When she got old, she would become even less attractive.

So when facing Qin Mo, she felt inferior.

"Sure enough, women are the same no matter when." Qin Mo put down his chopsticks, "Look at you, your waist is almost broken.

It must be supplemented with nutrition!”

The beauty in the eyes of a woman who is fucking hard and the beauty of a man is not like Qin Mo's world.

The a4 waist and the vest line are all weak.

Gao Yao closed the windows on both sides without hesitation, took out some ice cubes from the ice magazine on the side, and added some warm water.

......

This breakfast was eaten all the time, and the three of them went downstairs.

The veil covered the blush on Zhao Manjun's pretty face.

When I went out, the sun shone brightly and it was so white that it shone again.

The cloak of tender green lotus leaves wrapped her in it, as if she was the budding stamen.

Qin Mo smacked his tongue. What a beautiful scenery. Thinking about how he destroyed the beautiful scenery just now, I feel ashamed.

What can rise again is dark and refreshing.

Man!

Thinking of this, he suddenly took off the veil from Zhao Manjun's face.

Zhao Manjun looked panicked and hurriedly covered her face, "Why take off my veil?"

"Look around, no matter men, women, young and old, or daughters of the big clan, how many of them are wearing veils?"

Qin Mo said: "Times have changed, and the veil is out of date.

This will make us more likely to attract attention.

I know you just want me to see it alone, but if I take such a beautiful woman on the street, then don’t you show off?”

As Qin Mo spoke, his brow raised, which made Zhao Manjun laugh.

But then she thought about it and felt her face tightened. She didn't know if she took off her veil and her smooth skin was exposed to the cold air or because she had just now.

However, what she cared about was not people who saw it, but was afraid that people would smell it.

Qin Mo's playful smile made her angry and shy, but those words made her happy.

With such complicated emotions, I just felt that I was asking him to eat it tightly.

This man can really do evil.

When he slanders you, he tells you to be unable to stop, and then he is shy and angry, and feels sweet.

I couldn't get angry and couldn't kill me, but I just squeezed it out and I was imprinted with the mark of Qin from the inside out.

I'm afraid this will never be washed away again for the rest of my life.

Thinking of this, she tightened her collar again and covered her neck tightly, for fear of "exposing the filling".

She lowered her head and followed Qin Mo.

The beautiful appearance attracted many eyes of attention after Qin Mo.

Some people thought to themselves when they saw her and seemed to remember her identity.

But some people just think she is beautiful and want to take advantage of her.

The absence of the past made her feel that time has changed, and the pursuit and praise are just the moon in the water and the flowers in the mirror.

After wandering until noon, Qin Mo took her to Haidilao again.

When she was going to make it convenient, Qin Mo asked, "Have you found anything at the Six Doors?"

"No." Gao Yao shook his head and said, "Maybe it's because the time is too short, and there are many foreigners emerging in the capital now, and the number has almost doubled in recent years.

Moreover, those who can go to the opera house have some wealth, and ordinary people rarely see this kind of thing.
Chapter completed!