Boss, she was forced to be the wife

"It's here, it's here!"

While Mara was still looking at the plaque, the man pushed the door open a crack with his shoulder and squeezed in.

Mara saw the man entering the house and followed him.

"Just put the pile of books on the cabinet on the left."

The man put down the book on the right side, shook his wrist that was numb from holding the book for too long with some fatigue, and nodded with satisfaction as he watched Mara put another pile of books away properly.

"Thank you for today."

Mo Luo shook his head and said to her:

"No, I would also like to say that you are generous and don't care about me and I broke up your book."

"Hahahaha"

Seeing that Mara was an easy talker, the man laughed a few times, then took out a pot of tea and boiled it and said:

"I see that you are not a tricky person, and you speak decently. I like decent people. Don't leave in a hurry. Stay and enjoy my tea."

The man called Mara to come and sit down at the table. Suddenly something occurred to him and he stood up and bowed and said:

"Look at my memory, I even forgot to introduce myself - I, Du Liufang, am the owner of Liufang Pavilion. This Liufang Pavilion is a study and is the property left to me by my father."

Mo Luo took a private look through the candlelight in the room. Liufang Pavilion really looked like a library with four complete collections of books, and there were countless books in it.

Then he saluted Du Liufang:

"I, Wan Moluo, work as an errand in the Duke of Zhou's mansion. I am from Pingshui Town. I came here with the nobleman by chance."

When Du Liufang heard the words Zhou Guogongfu, he snorted disdainfully, and then heard Pingshui Zhencai continue to say:

"Oh~ Pingshui Town, in the northernmost part of the South Country, there are still people in such a remote place who are willing to bring you to Kyoto. It shows that what you met is indeed a noble person."

At this time, the pot of hot water was already boiling. Du Liufang picked up the pot from the small stove and placed it on the table mat. He also took out some tea leaves from the box and put them into the teapot, then poured the boiling hot water into the pot.

Pour slowly.

After waiting for a short while, he poured out all the tea in the jade-colored teapot and added another pot of tea. At this time, he poured the second pot of tea into a medium-sized teacup and wiped it with a lid.

After the tea spilled out, close the lid and twist it a few times.

Then he poured the tea in the tea cup with the lid closed into Mara and his own tea cup respectively.

Finally, open the teacup upside down and display the remaining tea leaves in the standing lid.

During this period, neither of them spoke, and Mo Luo just watched silently as Du Liufang finished all this and then solemnly placed the tea in his hand in front of Mo Luo.

Mo Luo picked up the tea, and saw that the tea inside was slightly yellow-green, and there was a fragrance of leaves coming to his face. Mo Luo brought his nose close and took a breath, then took a shallow sip and said:

“Good tea”

Du Liufang, who had been looking at Mo Luo, showed a hearty smile at this time:

"You are really interesting. I rarely meet people like you!"

"You are very skilled in tea ceremony. You must taste tea often."

Mara also responded politely at this time.

Du Liufang nodded and looked at Mo Luo with admiration.

There were many candles burning in the room of Liufang Pavilion, which illuminated the study brightly. Du Liufang's face, which had just been unclear outside, could now be seen clearly.

She is very delicate, even delicate and a bit indifferent. She seems to be born with the temperament of a scholar. Her pale little face seems to have not seen the sun for a long time, but at this time she is a little red. I don’t know why.

Because I feel warm after meeting Mara, a person who can speak well.

"Since my mother passed away, few people are willing to have tea and talk with me."

Du Liufang drank the tea in the cup in one breath and said somewhat depressedly:

"My father's property is this study. He was willing to be with my mother because he took a fancy to her talent. Although the two of us did not have great wealth in this life, they enjoyed flowers and the moon together, talked about poetry and songs, and made great achievements.

Political scriptures can be regarded as a peaceful and beautiful life."

"The deceased is gone, I mourn and accept the change."

Mo Luo was never one to comfort people. When he saw Du Liufang looking sad, he could only pat her shoulder to express comfort.

Du Liufang also reacted at this time, wiped his face and said with a smile:

"You see, I am really talking about this sad thing. I will punish myself with a drink!"

As he spoke, Du Liufang raised the tea cup and drank the tea in one gulp.

Mara just smiled and said nothing, picked up the tea cup in front of him and took a shallow sip.

The two of them chatted very passionately that night. Although Du Liufang was mostly talking about it, Mo Luo occasionally interrupted, but every time Du Liufang spoke, Mo Luo connected just right. In fact, Mo Luo also felt that although Du Liufang talked a lot, he was not annoying.

Bored.

She, Mara, has always been a good listener. When I meet someone who talks a lot but is not annoying, I am willing to talk to her more.

By the time the two of them came to their senses, several pots of tea had been boiled and the sky was getting dark.

On the contrary, Du Liufang became more and more excited as she chatted, and her mouth didn't feel dry even while drinking tea. The whole night of chatting made her regard Mo Luo as her confidant.

"Sisters, you and I really hit it off. It's been a long time since anyone has allowed me to say so many words."

"I don't talk much, but you really understand the past and present."

Mo Luo told the truth. She had a deeper understanding of Du Liufang tonight, even though she was the one who told her everything about her family like beans poured out of a bamboo tube.

But at the same time, she also said a lot of things that Mara didn't know. Only then did Mara feel that she was shallow and indifferent——

There are too many stories in this world, countries, histories, and anecdotes that she has never heard of, but at this time, she can only be confined between survival and needs, surviving in a crack, unable to move.

"What's the use of being knowledgeable about the past and present, if no one is willing to listen? My neighbors are not willing to play with me. They all laugh at my tone. If I live in the poor atmosphere of this scholar for the rest of my life, I might as well find a job to make a living.

, I want to find a husband and have a baby, but I don’t want to."

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Du Liufang became even more depressed when she said this. She had seen her parents' loving appearance, so naturally she wanted to find someone with whom she could love and spend the rest of her life.

I don’t know how many times Du Liufang said this one night. Mo Luo already knew it, so she just nodded and said:

"Don't worry about other people's eyes, just do what you want to do. After all, only you can experience happiness in your life."

Du Liufang seemed to agree with this. He smiled even more when he heard what Mo Luo said. The two chatted for a while. Du Liufang asked Mo Luo about this and that about Mo Luo.

And Mara did not hide anything and told the truth about his situation.

When she heard that Mo Luo had seven more husbands, Du Liufang was shocked:

"There are so many, are you so kind to come here?"

Mo Luo shook his head helplessly and simply said:

"I was young and ignorant at the time, and now I can't get rid of it even if I want to."

Du Liufang nodded and said thoughtfully:

"That's right. If a man is a husband, it will be difficult for him to get married again."

Mo Luo touched his nose and wanted to say that this was not what he actually wanted to say, but thinking of the current situation, what Du Liufang said was correct, so he acquiesced.

Immediately during the conversation with Du Liufang, Mo Luo talked about what he had experienced recently, and how he was asked to learn about literature, ink, and ancient and modern art when he sought out a teacher.

Du Liufang was stunned for a moment.

"Why do you want to learn martial arts and know everything about ancient and modern times? Why don't you take me there? I'll be able to convince her."

"This."

Mo Luo took out the iron fan from his waist and placed it on the table. Du Liufang picked up the fan curiously and exclaimed:

"So heavy!"

She slowly opened the fan and exclaimed after seeing clearly the layout and texture of the iron fan:

"This is the Xuanmen iron fan!"

"Xuanmen?"

Mo Luo grasped the key point and asked at the right time:

"What is Xuanmen?"

Du Liufang opened the iron fan in his hand and waved it in the air a few times. He felt that his arms were sore. He touched the tip of the iron fan with his fingers and felt that his fingers hurt and the tips of his fingers were scratched.<

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Then she closed the iron fan and said:

"Xuanmen is a hidden sect in the world. Legend has it that the first generation of Xuanmen received a meteorite from a flying immortal and used the black iron on the meteorite to make weapons and open up Xuanmen."

"This iron fan is one of the representatives of Xuanmen's weapons. In addition to the fan, there are three weapons: hammer, shield, and sword. However, this iron fan does not seem to be real black iron. According to rumors, black iron weapons all have their own magnetic field.

Yes, this..."

Du Liufang looked at the iron fan placed on the table and shook his head——

"Although it is sharp, it has no magnetic field. It must have been copied by someone outside based on the real black iron fan."

Mara only felt that the layout of this iron fan was exquisite, and it would be easy to use it once you are familiar with it. However, she did not know that this fan was so exquisite, so she picked up the iron fan, opened it, and looked at it carefully.

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"Liu Fang, I need you to help me..."

Mo Luo looked at the iron fan and made a very important decision. He looked at Du Liufang opposite and said solemnly.

Poof——

At this time, Du Liufang couldn't hold it in any longer. She clenched her fist and hit Mo Luo and said:

"Why are you so serious? I know what you want to say and I am willing to help you."

"Will you help me?"

Du Liufang nodded and then explained:

"Whether you approach me intentionally or unintentionally, it doesn't matter. I need someone who can listen to me and is willing to listen to me talk about boring knowledge, and I also appreciate you very much, so... we have reached a cooperation!

Wan Mo Luo!"

Du Liufang showed a big smile towards Mo Luo, stretched out a hand and looked at Mo Luo.

And Mo Luo also smiled. For Du Liufang's character and temper, she said what she had to say and did what she had to do. She made it clear that she liked to be straightforward the most.

"My pleasure, Du Liufang!"

Mo Luo stretched out a hand and held Du Liufang's hand. The two of them held each other's hands tightly like an arm-wrestling gesture, but both had smiles on their faces.