Two days later

Mei Ziyan leaned on the bed rail and handed the medicine bowl back to Nan Xue, seeing Nan Xue's look of wanting to speak, she straightened up and sat down, and said to her:

"Do you have something to say to me?"

Nanxue nodded, and then shook her head again, "The girl has only been awake for half a day, Nanxue shouldn't bother the girl with these things." ”

"Tell me, I'm much better. She smiled weakly at Nan Xue, "Is it Dongming's business?"

Nan Xue was surprised, "The girl also knows that Dongming was carried away by the sedan chair of the Dongfang family today......?"

"What did he say?"

He said that if the girl woke up, let her go back to the cottage, and let us get the girl's clothes ready. ”

"Oh, that's it......" Mei Ziyan hugged her knees, slowly put her head on her knees, a faint smile appeared on the corners of her lips, her eyes were far away, and she said slowly: "Then did he explain to you, if I wake up and refuse to leave, what should I do?"

After her illness, her eyebrows were like distant mountains at this time, her bones were clear, her black hair fell like a waterfall on her shoulders, and she was only wearing a single-sleeved shirt with a lazy posture, indescribably delicate and graceful.

Nan Xue was stunned when she heard this, and then she sighed slightly, smiled, and said, "I'm just afraid that he will let people drive me out of the house, right? Forget it, taking me in for two days is already extraordinarily kind, why should I be greedy? The carriages and horses are ready, I will leave the house." Before leaving, can you ask the prince for me?"

It was night after Mu Cheng returned home and stood in front of the East Garden of Yuanshuang Pavilion, but his eyes involuntarily drifted to the West Garden. The next person had already returned to Mei Ziyan and the dumb slave when he entered the palace and left, at that time he thought to himself that it was really the case, she had no nostalgia for him, and it was just the idea of a helpless dumb slave to defect to him when she was sick, not to mention that even the dumb slave knew that her choice was not only him.

What was that feeling of loss in his heart? He didn't dare to think about it. Nan Xue walked up to him and told him in detail about the conversation between Mei Ziyan and her after waking up today, and the condition on his face was unpredictable, and he didn't know whether he was happy or angry.

Miss Mei Tonan Xue asked Shizi a word. ”

"Oh?"

"I heard that the red bee has been burned out, but there are still fish that have stung her lips so swollen and painful, can Shizi help her catch that damn little flying worm for her...... And then...... Pinch to death?" Nan Xue hesitated, in fact, she also saw the scars on the corners of Mei Ziyan's mouth, and with a woman's intuition, she secretly judged that it could not be the masterpiece of the red bee, it was clearly bitten.

But she didn't dare to say that only she and Dongming took care of her, and it wasn't them who bitten, that is, ......

When Mu Cheng heard this, his expression suddenly froze, his face was hot, and his inky pupils flashed a trace of anger, and he was so annoyed and embarrassed that he couldn't pinch the woman to death, but when he thought that she was hanging on the tip of the house like a broken kite, and had nothing to do with him, he couldn't help but feel a faint loss in his heart, turned around and strode into the East Garden of Yuanshuang Pavilion.

Qing Zhao was already waiting in the flower hall of Yuanshuang Pavilion, and he held a stack of thick booklets and put them in front of Mu Cheng, reporting to him the itinerary and preparations for Prince Yanhui's visit with the lord of Xuanyang two months later. Qin Tianjian yesterday has sent the selected auspicious day of the zodiac to Emperor Xuancheng for a look, Xuancheng Imperial seal, then this marriage will be put on the agenda, the exact date is on the third day of the third lunar month.

Qing Zhao talked about the number of honor guards needed to travel from the route of Prince Yanhui's entry into Tiandu, and he asked himself that his words were incisive and meticulous enough, but he was still very frustrated to find that Lord Shizi seemed to be listening very carefully with his cheeks on his cheeks, but in fact, his eyes were far away telling him that he was traveling in space......

Qing Zhao coughed lightly, "Is Lord Shizi satisfied with such an arrangement?"

Mu Cheng woke up like a dream, but when he came back to his senses, his eyebrows were lonely, Qing Zhao thought he was too tired today, so he said:

"Lord Shizi is not worried about Dongming, Dongming betrayed the Mu family, and the Wuyi group of Tingfeng Lou is on standby at any time to kill him......"

Mu Cheng waved his hand, "Don't act rashly in this matter, the truth may not be what you and I see now." Have you found out who broke the news that Yiyin Hall was going to be sent to Tingfeng Tower?"

"There is no evidence. However, his subordinates speculated in vain that the Dongting Heavenly Machine and the Xirong Fire Sect were nothing more than their doing. ”

"This son knows. He got up and looked out the window, the opposite side of the wing room should have been dark, at this time through the red window screen he saw a little light, he subconsciously walked out of the flower hall to the front of the wing, before he pushed the door but the door squeaked open, the little guy holding the palace lamp saw that it was the prince and knelt down in a hurry, saying that the chief manager ordered him to come in and tidy up.

Mu Cheng looked at the empty and dark room, and the little flame left in his heart was extinguished, leaving only cold and lonely. He smiled self-deprecatingly, turned his back to Qing Zhao and said:

"Qing Zhao, this son is going to marry the princess, it's really gratifying, isn't it?"

Qing Zhao's heart was shocked, and he didn't understand why this should be a festive sentence, but it sounded so desolate.

Chinese New Year's Eve, Tiandu Palace

On this day, the empress dowager Dongfang Huarong, the highest in the palace, held a banquet in the imperial garden and invited all the concubines to enjoy the exotic flowers.

The palace lanterns were hung everywhere in the morning, and the palace ladies dressed up and displayed flowers and branches, hoping that the king would look back and fly up to the branches.

Emperor Xuancheng set up a banquet in the Anting Palace, banqueting the court officials above the third rank and their families, and some harem concubines will also attend. I heard that this year, the emperor specially invited the most popular kabuki in the capital to cheer up, and Xirong also sent musicians and dancers to come to the Tiandu Palace to celebrate in order to show friendship. After the banquet, there is a tour of the imperial garden, all kinds of lantern riddles are hung high, and those who guess the most are rewarded, and the person who guesses the most lantern riddles that night will also be rewarded by the emperor.

A vermilion sedan chair took Mei Ziyan to the Tianji Hall of the Imperial Palace, the dumb slave waited outside the hall, and Fang Dehai led Mei Ziyan into the palace. Mei Ziyan was about to salute Mu Yao, Mu Yao held her arm with one hand, looked at her pale face, and couldn't help but feel distressed:

"Yan'er, why don't you tell Brother Yao when you're sick? You saved the emperor's life, I haven't thanked you yet!"

"Brother Yao, this is a visit to Yan'er. You have a deep relationship with the little prince, what does it have to do with Yan'er?" she coughed twice, "Yan'er is not well in the cold, I don't dare to disturb Brother Yao, I don't know what Brother Yao is doing when he calls Yan'er today?"

"I'm afraid that Yan'er will be lonely and want to celebrate the New Year with Yan'er, isn't it?" Mu Yao smiled and winked at her, the innocent and carefree teenager who teased her in Qinglin Mountain many years ago is like now. Mu Yao had only been to Qinglin Mountain on her full moon and sixth birthday, and when she saw him again in Tiandu, he was already a powerful son of heaven.

"Yan'er doesn't like to be lively, for fear of ruining Brother Yao's interest. ”

"It's okay, just take it as a palace to recuperate for a while. Or, what happened to Mu Cheng last time are you still suspicious?"

"Yan'er didn't dare. It's just that if the mute next to Yan'er is left alone outside the palace, Yan'er is not at ease, can Brother Yao let him accompany me for the New Year?"

Mei Ziyan then lived in the Jinglan Palace, and the dumb slave lived in the compartment outside the hall. The palace maid of Jinglan Hall took a few sets of clothes for Mei Ziyan to choose, saying that they were rewarded by the emperor and could be worn during the palace banquet at night. Mei Ziyan said lightly, put it aside, and the palace maid saw that she looked indifferent, so she respectfully put down her clothes and retreated.

"You don't like these styles?" asked the dumb slave gesticulating.

Mei Ziyan smiled bitterly, "Dumb slave, didn't you see that these are the dresses of the palace concubines, how can I wear them?"

The dumb slave was stunned when he heard this, his eyes suddenly waved, and he heard Mei Ziyan say: "He knows that I moved out of the Suide Palace, and he is worried that I will fly away accidentally." ”

He heard it in a fog, but still said to her: "It's the New Year, don't be unhappy." You're not cured yet......"

She was not well yet, she would have nightmares at night, and she would wake up in the middle of the night, sweating profusely.

Mei Ziyan smelled the slightly drunk smell of burning incense and candles in the air, and said with a smile: "Dumb slave, this is the first year that my aunt and you have lived, and you should be happy." ”

She didn't go to the banquet in the Anting Palace, she only said that she was unwell and vomited and rejoiced, and she didn't go to the imperial garden to see those strange flowers and flowers, and the dumb slave took advantage of the darkness to sneak into the warehouse of the imperial kitchen and stole the fish and chickens, and built a charcoal stove with stones in the open space in the courtyard of the Jinglan Palace, put a knife that she got out of nowhere and put it on the charcoal stove, and took a knife to cut the fish one by one and roasted it on the knife, and the chicken was wrapped in mud with lotus leaves and stuffed into the charcoal stove.

He knew she couldn't eat food that smelled too bloody right now.

Seeing that he was skilled, Mei Ziyan couldn't help but be surprised: "Dumb slave, I didn't expect you to be good at this!"

"In my hometown, sheep and yaks are roasted during the Chinese New Year, and they are cut off and eaten with wine. ”

"Do you have a bonfire there?" she asked curiously.

"Yes. Singing and dancing around the fire, many young men and girls exchanged feelings while singing and dancing. ”

"Oh, what if that young man is taken by several girls at the same time?"

"When the girl takes a fancy to the young man, she will give him the Gesang flower, and whoever he receives will be whoever he receives the flower, and in turn the young man will give his beloved saber to the girl he likes. ”

"Such a child's play, what if I marry a tigress and come home? A tigress who sings well and dances well!"

The dumb slave smiled, the corners of his lips raised a curved arc, and his black eyes were full of warmth, "What about the tigress, as long as I really like it, I can tolerate it whether it is good or bad." ”

Mei Ziyan looked at him with wide eyes, "Do all the men in Xirong think like you? It doesn't hurt to marry a few more husbands like this." ”

The dumb slave looked helpless and frustrated, and sandwiched a few pieces of cooked beef and dipped them in the sauce to plug the greedy woman's mouth.

Outside the west wall of the courtyard, the figure of Yuebai stood still, listening to the naughty words of the woman inside the wall, the crisp and hearty laughter, and the expression on her face was silent.

How is the word written? Swing in the wall, outside the wall, pedestrians outside the wall, beautiful women laugh in the wall. The laughter gradually faded into silence, and the amorous was always ruthlessly annoyed.

——That's probably Mu Cheng's mood at the moment.