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Han Zhou quickly ran back and forth on the bridge several times, making sure he had fully mastered the key points of crossing the bridge. Only then did he feel more confident. Without him saying a word, Mo Yixia beside him had already opened her arms, as if to say "come and carry me".

"Are you Mr. Buddha?" Han Zhou was amused and squatted down in front of her.

"It's Your Highness the Princess." Mo Yixia corrected seriously and leaned lazily on his back.

Han Zhou held her legs and slowly stood up.

The autumn wind blew down large pieces of leaves, breaking up the already scarce river water under the bridge. The girl's long hair fluttered in the wind, making Han Zhou's neck itchy, and a faint fragrance drifted into his nose.

Suddenly, a burst of heat came to my ears, accompanied by an exaggerated voice of surprise: "Oh, is your face red?"

This guy……

Han Zhou kept a straight face and said nothing. Feeling the warmth coming from his palm, his expression gradually became a little strange, as if he understood the reason why Mo Yixia insisted on crossing the bridge——

Could it be that this guy had anticipated this moment and wanted to get back at someone for being seen blushing last night?

Wouldn't that mean he was being controlled again?

Mo Yixia was still blowing into his ear, so her expression couldn't be seen clearly, but her tone was slightly cheerful: "It is said that men and women can hear each other's voices when they pass through the Wenxin Bridge. I guess this is most likely done by sensing each other's heartbeats. Although I'm on your back now, I'm not an ordinary person. It should be difficult for you to feel my heartbeat, so do you need me to give you my arm? You should be able to feel my pulse with your lips."

"If it's too much trouble, I can keep breathing into your ear, and you can feel my heartbeat through my breathing... Why don't you speak?"

"Don't blow into my ears." Han Zhou said unhappily.

"Oh."

Mo Yixia was quite obedient. She raised her head and began to blow air into his neck.

Are you still a child... Han Zhou took a deep breath: "Can I regret it?"

"Repent?"

"I'm beginning to regret offering to carry you across the bridge."

Although he said so, he still walked to the bridge. The river water under the bridge had almost dried up. The remaining river water could not form a "mirror surface" and it was difficult to see the reflection in the water from a high place.

He wanted to see if the guy on his back was blushing, and was considering whether to put him down to take a look. However, the latter seemed to have noticed his thoughts and grabbed his ears with both hands, as if as a threat.

Although he didn't say anything, it was clear that he didn't want to come down.

"Of course you can't go back on your word. Didn't you ask me why I had to cross the bridge?"

My neck felt itchy, and Mo Yixia’s slow voice sounded behind me.

"You guessed it, it's for this moment."

Some parts were deleted due to review, such as the description of physical contact with Mo Yixia on his back. Even such a normal description was deleted... I am really tired. It may look a bit dry and weird. Let's leave it like this for now and enrich it when I have time.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 166 Yixia, my Yixia!

"It's really nice, a sanctuary for love."

The sun was setting in the west, burning the sky red. The rays of light fell on the roof, jumped off the window sill, swept over the vehicles and the crowd, and finally kissed the face of the girl in the blue skirt at the bottom of the slope, causing a faint blush to appear on the latter's cheeks.

Han Zhou hesitated to speak, but when he saw the girl beside him with her hands behind her back and walking briskly, his desire to complain disappeared inexplicably.

Let’s not talk about what the love holy places we visited today are like, but since they can make this guy happy, it means that these places are indeed good places to go.

But I have to say, this guy seems to be more girly after changing out of his school uniform...

"It's really good."

He echoed casually, raising his arms and stretching.

It was almost dusk, the streets were ablaze with red, and an unknown bird was standing on a telephone pole with its wings folded at its sides. It was tilting its head and staring at everything on the ground.

To such a creature, there is no difference between tourists and local residents on the street. In its eyes, they are all called flightless creatures. Of course, it does not understand that today is a very important day for these flightless creatures.

"Do you feel that way?"

Mo Yixia turned her head to look at Han Zhou. The setting sun dyed her long hair red. "Which place do you like best?"

"My favorite place..." Han Zhou thought for a moment, "It should be Muqing Garden."

The scenery of Muqing Garden is surprisingly good, with a natural and fresh beauty. I don’t know why it has not become a well-known tourist attraction in Yecheng. There are few foreign tourists nearby, so it seems quite quiet.

"What about you?" he asked.

"Of course it's the Wenxin Bridge." Mo Yixia said without hesitation, "After all, I heard your inner voice through it. It's really a magical place."

"My inner voice?" Han Zhou immediately showed vigilance and asked carefully, "What is it?"

Of course, he didn't believe that Wen Xinqiao could make people listen to their inner thoughts, but he had no doubt that the guy in front of him had the ability to "read minds".

"Let me think about it, maybe it's like this..."

Mo Yixia pondered for a moment, as if recalling something, and suddenly raised her hands and said enthusiastically, "'Yixia, my Yixia! You are mine! That is, you are not an adult yet, but by next year, I will give you whatever you want..."

At this point, she paused, lowered her arms, and returned to her usual self, saying lazily, "The rest of the words are too obscene, so I won't say them. You should know better than me what you are thinking."

Han Zhou's mouth twitched, and before he could say anything, he saw the other party looking at him with some dissatisfaction: "But I heard it so clearly, didn't you hear what I was saying?"

"No, actually you didn't hear very clearly..."

"What was my inner voice at that time?" Mo Yixia continued to ask.

"did not hear."

"You heard me."

“I really didn’t hear it.”

“I definitely heard it.”

Han Zhou said unhappily, "I almost fell off the bridge with you. I was concentrating on crossing the bridge, so how could I have the mind to listen to your voice?"

"That's right..."

Mo Yixia looked thoughtful and nodded as if she understood, "Then as compensation, I will tell you directly now."

"Forget it, I don't want to listen." Han Zhou was as if he was facing a formidable enemy, fearing that this guy would say something nonsense again. "It's better to keep it a little mysterious."

"It's fine if you don't listen."

Surprisingly, Mo Yixia did not persist as he had expected. Instead, she looked at him with a look that said "you're at a big loss" and then said nothing more.

Han Zhou was stunned. Could it be that this guy really intended to tell him his true thoughts?

The slope was very long and no one knew where it led to. The two slowed down their pace, feeling the slight coolness of autumn, and walked up the slope at a leisurely pace.

After a while, Mo Yixia suddenly said, "There is another reason why I like Wenxin Bridge. The temple next to it is very user-friendly. I got a good fortune from it."

It would have been fine if she didn't mention it. As soon as she mentioned it, Han Zhou's face was full of helplessness. He sighed and said, "It's indeed very humane. You must have asked for the fortune stick over and over again for no less than ten times... Although we don't have to believe in this, but when you ask for the fortune stick, at least respect other people's temples, right?"

Mo Yixia was calm and composed: "Paying for redrawing is a clear rule of the temple. I am honestly following the rules. What is there to disrespect?"

"That's why I wonder why such a temple can continue to operate..."

Han Zhou muttered to himself. In his entire life, he had never heard of a temple that allowed people to ask for divination a second time if they were not satisfied with the result they got once. The key point was that this thing could actually become a paid service...

"Of course it's because the fortune sticks in this temple are very effective." Mo Yixia said unconcernedly, "People with ability have privileges, just like me."

Han Zhou was very tactful and did not ask her what her abilities were. He complained, "The fortune sticks in this temple can be drawn over and over again, but you don't even know which one is the correct one. How effective can it be?"

"Of course the accurate ones are good ones." Mo Yixia gave him a strange look. "Isn't the purpose of repeatedly asking for divinations to get the best one? Of course, we won't acknowledge any other divinations that we are not satisfied with."

Seeing the other party's self-righteous look, Han Zhou was amazed. This guy was so shameless that it was no longer targeted at a certain person. Even metaphysics could not stop her...

But this can be regarded as "my fate is in my own hands" in a sense...

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and asked curiously, "So what good sign did you get?"

Mo Yixia seemed to be waiting for him to ask, and pretended to recall for a while before slowing down her speech and saying, "'I went straight up to the Immortal Rock to learn how to be an immortal, but I didn't know that once the emperor announced it, the sun and moon would always shine brightly in the sky, and my righteous heart would be known throughout the world'... This is the fortune poem."

"That sounds good." Han Zhou thought for a moment and asked, "What do you mean?"

When they interpreted the divination, they asked the monks in the temple to interpret it. They said that the meaning of the divination could only be understood by the interpreter himself, otherwise it would bring bad consequences. He thought it was quite mysterious at first, until he saw the monk openly searching for how to interpret the divination on his mobile phone in front of him...

They don't allow multiple people to come in together to interpret the divination. They're probably afraid of getting beaten up...

Han Zhou found it difficult to describe his feelings at the time. Fortunately, there was no charge for interpreting the fortune, but the guy probably felt embarrassed to accept the money.

Mo Yixia didn’t know his mood at the moment, and replied: “There is a beginning and an end, don’t go east and west, do things in your heart, and there are many noble people.”

This is the interpretation of this lot.

Han Zhou pondered for a while and asked, "Does it mean that someone will help you when you do something?"

"That's about right." Mo Yixia nodded. "As long as you keep enriching yourself, you can achieve higher ideals. In order to successfully give birth to a boy or girl, in addition to enriching your knowledge of childbirth, you also need to be generous to others and do good deeds at any time in life. These are the things you need to pay attention to when seeking pregnancy and having a child."

Han Zhou's expression was normal after hearing the first part, but he was stunned when he heard the second part. He even doubted his ears: "What the hell? Praying for pregnancy and child?"

"Yes." Mo Yixia glanced at him calmly and said as a matter of course, "I asked for the fortune just to pray for a child."

Han Zhou's mouth twitched, and he almost spit out a mouthful of blood: "Don't be so ridiculous!"

"Is it ridiculous? What's so strange about preparing for a rainy day?" Mo Yixia rolled up her hair and looked at him with a smile, "You don't think I'm looking for a marriage, do you?"

Han Zhou's expression froze, and his face became a little unnatural. He really thought so just now...

"That's not it."

Of course he would not admit it, and pretended to be calm and denied, "Speaking of which, the scenery in Yecheng is really nice. There is an indescribable atmosphere of fireworks. No wonder it has become a well-known tourist city."

Mo Yixia could naturally see through this clumsy way of changing the subject. She looked out at the city that the other party had mentioned, and sighed, "You're not wrong. I did ask for a marriage. I don't know what you're feeling guilty about."

Han Zhou didn't say anything.

"'If you have someone you like who wants to pursue you, you need to learn the art of getting along with men and women and how to manage love. If you can do this, your love journey will develop smoothly.'"

Mo Yixia slowed down her voice and said in a slightly softer tone, "This is the answer to love. Although I don't know how to manage love, I am well versed in the art of getting along between men and women... It seems that my love journey will be smooth, right?"

A gust of evening breeze blew by, lifting the girl's long hair and skirt. She held the hem of her skirt with one hand, lifted her long hair with the other hand, and turned her head to look at the setting sun.

In addition to the sunset, Yecheng’s largest white water lake can be seen in that direction. At this time, most of the sun has sunk into the water, and the water surface seems to be ignited, sparkling, and connected with the blood-red sky, like a burning picture scroll.

The air was briefly quiet, and then another gust of wind blew by.

Tear up the setting sun, stir up the lake surface, and lift up the girl's toes.

The next moment, the girl in the blue dress seemed to have become a part of the scenery in the painting. Her slightly reddish long hair disappeared in the sunset, and the lower half of her azure dress sank into the lake.

The waves are connected to the sky, making people wonder whether the girl is from heaven or exists on earth.