Chapter 78

As night falls, crickets on the roadside are singing, and only a vague outline can be seen from the roadside trees.

The three carriages moved steadily on the dark road one by one. The wheels of the carriages were spinning and creaking.

Jingyangpo copy to the end, the leading group and Li Zhun couple waved goodbye.

Li's family left jingyangpo and moved back to the old house in Jiangnan. But the leading group wanted to go north to Chang'an City, which could not stand Li Zhun's kindness Rubbed their three carriages.

Li Zhun is sure to be generous. The car is very spacious, with soft silk cushions on it. It looks like a sleeper. The driver is well-trained and does not make any noise along the way.

Ling Miaomiao curled up in the car, covered with thick cotton padded clothes, playing with the glass flakes in his hand through the dim light in the gap of the curtain.

The copy of jingyangpo and the reward of additional tasks add up to such a small "memory fragment", which is still a memory that she can't understand -

in that scene, the room of Mufu is spacious and luxurious. Before the broad case, the charming woman is wearing a stacked and complicated flat collar skirt, teaching the Black Lotus academic method hand in hand.

At that time, Mu Sheng was only eleven or twelve years old, and his eyebrows and eyes were still two or three minutes childish. The hair hanging on his shoulders had been tied up with a white hair band, showing his snow-white ears and beautiful temples, showing the outline of a young man.

The woman sat behind him in an unexpected gesture of intimacy, holding his hand and hanging her pen, slowly drawing on the yellow paper from right to left.

The tip of the pen is stained with bright red and rich cinnabar, and it is like walking through a labyrinth. The totem like characters are closely drawn to the left.

After a brush stroke, the woman pulled her hand away and asked him, "Xiao sheng'er, do you remember?"

The voice was like the sound of a oriole, with an upward hook, and her face almost touched his forehead.

Mu Sheng didn't resist. He just looked at the yellow paper on the table in silence. He didn't know what he was thinking.

The woman patiently took out a piece of paper from below, dipped the pen in the red sand, and said faintly: "if you don't learn, my mother will teach you again..."

"I remember." His voice was still a little hoarse, "but..."

"But what?"

After a pause, he seemed to be at a loss: "sister once told me that the drawing should not be from right to left, from the inside out..."

The woman laughed: "your sister is right. This is the reverse character."

The boy suddenly raised his eyes and was surprised in his eyes.

"Why did I teach you this?"

The woman tilted up her lips and had already picked up her pen. She carefully sketched it on the new paper again. She felt as if she was making up and drawing her eyebrows: "muyao's bone is excellent. She began to practice when she was three years old, so she has come to this stage. You're half a monk, and the Mu family won't teach you well. If you don't think of something for yourself, you can't catch up with your sister in your life. "

She had already drawn a picture, put down her pen and caressed his hair pitifully: "don't you want to protect your sister? If you don't become strong, next time, you can only hide behind her."

Mu Sheng turned his head and looked at her light chestnut pupils in the sun in silence.

Her touch is more and more gentle, like teasing a pet, red lips gently open, tone scattered slowly: "Xiao sheng'er, you know what you are, don't you?"

“……” The boy pursed his lips.

"You come from the night, and you want to put on the light. How can you get such a good thing?"

Mu Sheng's clenched fist slowly loosened and picked up his pen. It seemed that he was angry with someone. He drew a picture without saying a word, but his hand was shaking and the line was curved at the end.

The woman picked up the paper and looked at it carefully. With a satisfied "um", she bent her mouth, "Xiao sheng'er is really the smartest."

……

Ling Miaomiao carefully looked at the woman's face to make sure that she was definitely not the one in the previous dream.

That face is very impressive. Even though it has fallen into the dust, crying and wearing make-up, it is also beautiful. It is not like the woman in front of us. It is beautiful, but it is awl face, big eyes, hook like eye tail, narrow shoulder, thin waist, crisp chest and half exposed. It's the one that seduces people.

But mu Sheng did call her "Niang". Their actions were as intimate as mother and son, and they didn't seem to violate any rules.

She then looked down.

The door was pushed open. The little boy took the tea on the tray and handed it to her respectfully. He didn't dare to look up at her face: "second lady."

"Well." She took a sip of her tea and waved, "go down."

"Second lady The first lady is back in the front hall... " He said, carefully raised his head, some strange look at the woman, she is concentrating on the tray of a few dishes of cake placed in front of Mu Sheng, smell words only light way, "I'll be there in a moment."

The child glanced at her curiously and bowed back.This strange woman is the second wife of the Mu family In my impression, Mu Sheng seems to have mentioned to her that mu huaijiang does have a concubine. Her name is Bai Yirong. Although Mu Yao calls Bai Jin as her mother, she only calls aunt Er Fangrong. In fact, she is the child of the second lady.

However, at that time, he said that Bai Yirong was a shallow man. Half of the marks on his back were the result of this woman's instigation. Once he failed to protect Mu Yao, this woman would hit others or humiliate him in other ways. It was a model of a vicious stepmother.

Now it seems that things are not what he said. At least in this fragment, at this stage, he and Bai Yirong are good enough to call each other mother and son

Ling Miaomiao turns over irritably: is he hiding something, or is it something else?

……

When the door closed, the woman saw that he was looking at the dish, but he didn't move, so she asked, "why don't you eat?"

Mu Sheng hesitated and his eyelashes trembled: "I I haven't had sweet food for a long time

Woman low eyebrow: "eat, all is you originally love to eat."

He picked up a piece and gazed at it. His dark eyes were full of blankness: "really..."

Her hand brushed his hair band intentionally or unintentionally: "you can't get rid of the curse of forgetting worries for a moment. It's normal to think about it. How can my mother cheat you?"

She looked at him eating cakes and said, "Xiao sheng'er, don't mention the reverse symbol to others."

After a meal, he nodded. At last, he looked up coldly and seriously Marry into the Mu family, but what do you want? "

Her lips smile light, and her chestnut eyes general casual: "Xiaosheng son not always want a father, now you have a father also have a mother, and your favorite sister, our family are together, isn't it just right?"

……

The carriage suddenly stops, the horse makes a long hoarse sound, and Ling Miaomiao almost rolls down from the collapse.

When the curtain was lifted, the driver was full of fear and apologized to her.

One by one, the three carriages, the two in front of them, had stopped. Ling Miaomiao looked up and saw that the high city wall was towering like a mountain, standing in the night, showing the rigid and cold outline of bricks and stones, and the bright lanterns hanging on the city gate reflected the strong characters on the plaque.

"We Here we are? "

"Miss Huiling, here we are..." The coachman put the whip on his leg, took out a square towel to wipe his sweat, looked up at the sky, and said in a worried voice, "it's just that I didn't arrive so late."

If you want to enter the city, most plan to arrive before dark, otherwise it is easy to have nowhere to go. The plan can't keep up with the change. Now it's an hour or two late. The gate of the city is closed. Maybe we'll sleep on the street again tonight.

The coachman of the foremost carriage yelled, gestured, and prepared to turn around. The horse was snorting and kicking wearily.

All of a sudden, there was a dull sound of metal friction in the air, "squeak --", followed by a burst of human noise.

Chefu Lema, surprised to look back: "the door opened?"

The gate is for the powerful to get in and out, and the small gate is for the common people to pass through. The small gate on the right side has been opened inward, and the torch is as bright as a star in the night sky. A whole row of torches appear, and suddenly they brighten up.

Armed with a torch, the bodyguard came out. When he saw Liu Fu's face, he was overjoyed. He waved his torch and gestured to the wall.

"It's Liu Fangshi's car."

In the twinkling of an eye, the light of the torch was like a prairie fire, forming a moving fire dragon. Countless bodyguards ran on the wall, passing the news one by one to the deep part of the palace.

Ling Miaomiao looks at the gate in surprise. They just go to investigate and come back to make a handover. Can they afford such a big battle?

Mu Yao in front of him was obviously puzzled. He lifted the curtain and looked out warily.

Surrounded by many bodyguards, the three carriages and carriages were welcomed into the city gate, and the cheering shouts of the bodyguards became clear: "the emperor's son-in-law is back -- the emperor's son-in-law is back --"

one by one, from near to far, the whole palace seems to be boiling at this moment.

The sharp and thin voice of the internal warden came from afar, which cut through the night of the palace city. It was like singing a drama: "Welcome - the emperor's son-in-law - enter the palace."

Surrounded by a tsunami, Mu Yao looked ahead, pale.

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"everything about Diji is said."

The tea splashed into the porcelain cup, and the waiter added tea in a low voice. "I'm not sure about the details, but I heard that Diji seemed to..."

He pointed to his head, and his voice became lower and lower. Your majesty told her a marriage. The night before she got married, she went crazy and became a bride with the tablet of Master Liu. She said that she had married a dead man. "

Miaomiao and Musheng sit on one side, looking up and listening, while muyao sits on the opposite side, with her head bowed.

"The little girl is on duty in the palace. When I heard that emperor Ji had found someone, I yelled and threw things. Only the big maid got close and called What cloud. Your majesty is in a hurryThe dishes in front of us are golden and crispy gourd chicken, green fennel pancakes, red roasted elbows and smooth skins, but almost no one moves chopsticks, which makes the table very quiet.

Counting the time, after Liu Fu's clothes jumped through the cracks, Diji saw him with her own eyes and thought he was dead. Then she was hit. In addition, she was forced to marry, so she sacrificed for love.

"We all think that the madness of Diji is not good. We have to hold the memorial tablet for a lifetime. Who knows that the emperor's son-in-law has come back alive..." Xiao Er shakes his head with a sobbing smile on his face. "It's a good thing to turn a bad thing into a good one."

As soon as Liu Fuyi entered the city gate, he was intercepted into the palace gate. No matter what, Duanyang was mad because of him and uttered lies. The emperor searched all over the world for famous doctors, but he was helpless. The only way to solve the problem is to tie the bell. He only places all his hopes on Liu Fu's clothes. Half pleads and half forces him to be his son-in-law.

However, that box is happy, this box must be sad. Ling Miaomiao knows how hard Mu Yao has been hit. It has been three days since Liu Fuyi was summoned to the palace, and there has been no news. According to his temperament, I don't think I can see that Diji is lost for him. She must stay for a period of time, but how long it will take, whether there are variables, everything is unknown.

As a result, the marriage they had planned had to be postponed.

The demon catcher is like duckweed in the water. He is fickle in gathering and dispersing, and his obsession of seeking stability is not very strong. Therefore, he is always blocked by all things. It's worrying just to think about it.

Muyao is eating without interest, but she is thinking about another thing in her heart -

that night, Diji came to jingyangpo to express her love to liufuyi. She was also there. Liufuyi refused Diji's kindness in front of her, saying: "I already have a happy person. A noble girl like Diji shouldn't waste time on me. She should be looking for another lover early."

For this reason, even the most stupid girl could understand the meaning. Diji had a thin face and cried on the spot. After crying, she sobbed and said, "I Am I what no one wants? Since Liu and elder brother Liu don't have this intention, the emperor and concubine of our palace are magnanimous. Naturally, they won't pester me uninteresting. It's just that you have saved me twice. I will certainly and will repay such kindness. I don't owe you any favor for Duanyang! "

At that time, Liu Fuyi and Mu Yao looked at each other and both laughed: "yes."

The Dragon Boat Festival went back to the palace in tears. When he left, he pointed to them and said, "I will never bless you!"

……

In her opinion, Diji is just a little girl with fantasy and hero worship in Jinxiu. Is her obsession so deep that she can get married holding the memorial tablet of the dead?

"Sister." She looked up, is mu Sheng in the call, "tea cold, I help you change a cup."

She nodded weakly.

Mu Sheng skims the cold water in her tea cup, replaces it with a new one, and silently helps Ling Miaomiao fill it.

Girl holding cheek, round apricot eyes follow the action of Mu Sheng, "thank you."

He only took a little warm color in his eyes, but when he looked at his elder sister, the warm color faded quickly: "elder sister, let's stay in the inn for a few days and wait for Master Liu for a few days, OK?"

When he got to the word "Master Liu", his tone was as cold as a blade.

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