"But... Won't you take it?"
"Take only three thousand and two thousand to stay in the suburbs of Beijing. Give the rest to ah Chu."
Su Yunchu nodded solemnly, "OK!"
But Murong yuan looked at her face and the hairpin he had brought for her when she put it on, but he took Su Yunchu's hand, "ah Chu, go with me to a place."
Although Su Yun was confused at first, he nodded.
The moonlight tonight was not very good. Until standing on the high platform of the moon tower, Su Yunchu looked at the lights everywhere in the capital, then turned to Murong yuan, "why did Huai Qing bring me here?"
Murong yuan looked at the dark crescent moon in the air, "ah Chu knows why this place is called the moon upstairs?"
Su Yunchu was silent and looked at his calm look, but she seemed to feel something running in Murong yuan's heart. She didn't know, but she only knew that the high platform of the moon upstairs was the highest place in the capital that was only half a battle lower than the city wall.
And she also knows that Murong yuan's mother is Yue Fei.
The imperial concubines in the palace, except the queen and the four imperial concubines, all the titles of imperial concubines are granted by their mother's surname, only imperial concubine Yue, who is neither any of the four imperial concubines, but only got a title that is not granted by their surnames.
Murong yuan seemed to be just asking, and didn't need Su Yunchu's answer. "When I was a child, when my mother imperial concubine was still there, she often told me stories. She said that if you stand higher, you can touch the moon. If you can't find her one day, you can look at the moon. Maybe a black spot on the moon is her figure."
Su Yunchu only listened quietly and looked up with Murong yuan's narration and his line of sight.
"When I was a child, I still believed it. Later, I gradually learned that if the mother imperial concubine is gone, what's the use of looking at the moon?" Murong Yuan then laughed at himself.
Su Yunchu looked up at him. His calm blue eyes contained a lot of emotions. Su Yunchu had never heard Murong yuan say that his mother, Princess Yue, seemed to be a story he had always wanted to cherish in his heart.
He gently pulled the corners of his mouth. Su Yunchu held his hand tightly for a minute. "Will Huaiqing tell me about his mother's concubine tonight?"
Su Yunchu said naturally without hesitation. It seemed that she had called many times.
Murong yuan only looked down at her, and the mood in her eyes gradually degenerated. Looking at the light smile on her face, her eyes were gradually filled with tenderness. "The mother imperial concubine, like you, knows some astral skills. However, ah Chu's medical skills are much higher than her mother imperial concubine. If she is still there, she will like ah Chu very much."
Su Yunchu's chin was slightly raised. "That's natural. Why don't you like my excellent like-minded daughter-in-law?"
Su Yunchu seldom had such narcissism, but murongyuan smiled, as if the original slightly depressed atmosphere had been dissipated.
In fact, the story of Princess Yue has always been buried in his heart. He has never had any intention of drawing out that history or things before he was six years old. However, tonight, there is no reason to bring Su Yunchu to this place. There is no reason to want to say something with Su Yunchu.
Before the war, none of them wanted to mention it. It seemed that their hearts felt that tonight was still an ordinary, as usual day.
When he had nothing to do, he would break into her water and clouds and didn't return to King Jing's house until late at night. Maybe he could meet again the next day.