In early autumn, autumn is slightly cool.

It was supposed to be a quiet and beautiful morning, but unfortunately the Suide Palace's house was like a pot of porridge boiling at this time, and Mu Cheng had not finished washing up after getting up, so he was provoked by such a noise and frowned. Dongming handed him the green jade cup, he rinsed his mouth, Nan Xue pulled the placket for him, buttoned it carefully, and then put on his robe and wrapped it around the jade belt.

"What's going on outside?" he asked unhappily, everyone knew that Mu Cheng Shizi liked to be pure, and the whole palace had always known this rule.

"Shizi," the voice of the chief steward Zhuang Lian sounded a little panicked outside the house, "Last night you asked the little one to arrange a place for Dr. Mei and her servants to live, saying that you wanted her to stay away from the Yuanshuang Pavilion, so the little one let her live in the farthest Yunju, but she ...... this morning"

"What's wrong with her? Mu Cheng sat down, took a sip of tea, and asked impatiently. As soon as I talked about her, I felt irritated in my heart.

She said she wanted to grow some herbs. Zhuang Lian's face was not very good.

"Getting to the point. ”

"She said the color of the soil was wrong, and the place wasn't ...... enough."

Mu Cheng put down the teacup in his hand heavily, "So?"

So she demolished the wall between Wanyunju and Suiyuan. ”

With a "bang", the teacup was smashed into pieces, Mu Cheng's face turned blue, and he said angrily: "Are you the chief manager for nothing?!Who is the master of the palace, and you actually let it go?!"

Zhuang Lian lowered his head, and sighed in his heart, the people in the palace knew that the thing their master hated the most was to disturb his dreams, one of Mu Cheng's two concubines in the palace loved to learn drama, and when he first arrived in the palace, he practiced hanging his voice in his courtyard when the sky was bright and bright, and Mu Cheng asked people to send a bowl of aphonic medicine, saying that they either left the palace or drank the medicine. After she left the palace crying, no one in the Suide palace dared to make noise.

And the other concubine, also sent by His Royal Highness King Shou, does not like drama, but likes to raise birds, and the final result is self-evident.

"Master, it happened suddenly, and Suzaku-sama is here. "He muttered," said Doctor Mei, shaking his head and sighing, and Suzaku-sama immediately mobilized his men to tear down the wall. ”

"Vermilion Bird?" Mu Cheng got up and walked out of the house, and walked in the direction of Yunju, what did the Vermilion Bird of Listening to Fenglou do when he came to Suide Wang's Mansion? That person is notoriously bad-tempered, although he is one of the three major stewards of Tingfeng Tower, he never buys other people's accounts, Mei Ziyan has such a big face!

As soon as he walked into Yunju, Mu Cheng's face suddenly turned from blue to black, gloomy like the eve of a hazy storm. The cyan wall tiles were abandoned, some of them were still shattered, and the moss on the wall tiles seemed to have been tortured and killed, and the scenery of the garden was unobstructed.

And the initiator is directing three or four subordinates in the garden to weed and clear out a bunch of land. The Xijon boy who was inseparable from her was fiddling with a large clay pot full of leftovers and feeding a few cats and dogs who didn't know where they came from, and the snow-white civet cat was lying alone on a granite bench lazily basking in the sun, a master, a servant and a cat didn't seem to see him, and even more ignored his anger.

"How is the prince lately?" Suzaku in a crimson silk skirt and a short jacket with small sleeves turned out to be a woman in her twenties, with delicate facial features, and her expression was neither humble nor arrogant, and after saluting, she looked at Mu Cheng's frosty face, without the slightest fear, and only said:

"His Royal Highness King Shou instructed Suzaku to take care of Miss Yan'er and listen to her dispatch, and last night King Shou caught four thieves, so he simply let them come to serve in labor, not wanting to disturb the prince, and the prince forgive me. ”

The four people in dark clothes stiffened their backs, and they didn't know whether to get up and ask for their sins or continue their work, so they had to freeze there.

Mu Cheng sneered, "So you let people use internal force to split the wall bricks and destroy my Suiyuan? I will come to the Suide Palace, in your eyes, is this world so deceitful?!" He strode up to Mei Ziyan, who was immersed in planting medicinal seedlings as if nothing had happened, leaned over and lifted her collar with one hand, and shouted:

"Mei Ziyan, you'd better move out of Yunju for me immediately!"

Mei Ziyan didn't panic, and slowly slapped the mud off her hand, "Can you move anywhere?"

"Whatever you want. The green tendons on his forehead jumped violently, and he wanted to let Qing'er bite a hole in her again. Mei Ziyan put one hand on his wrist, he thought she was going to push his hand away, but her fingers sank, and for a short moment, a trace of fleeting surprise appeared on her face, and then she returned to that smiling appearance, gently pushed his hand away, straightened her collar, and beckoned the dumb slave and Suzaku and said:

"Dumb slave, Suzaku, take your baggage, let's move to the west courtyard of Yuanshuang Pavilion. ”

"Mei Ziyan!" No matter how good his temper is, no matter how gentle and elegant he is, he can't stand this repeated stimulation and provocation.

"Mu Cheng," she looked back at him, there was not the slightest teasing joke in her clear eyes, she just looked at him with such an indifferent and pure gaze, and his anger lost its due temperature in her eyes with a hint of compassion.

"Are those camellias more important than your life?"

As if he was suddenly peeking into the secret in his heart, the corner of the barren smoke and grass in his heart was naked in front of people, and his ordinary strict protection was ruthlessly torn open by such a sentence, and he suddenly felt blood in his heart. He was silent, but he didn't let go of her gaze, and spat out a few words:

"You're right!"

You're right - the camellia plants were planted by her own hands, and he thought he could share the beautiful feast of life with the hand of his son, but in the end he pushed her away and hurt her. The camellia she loves, can't he keep it?

Why? Why is it that when other people's parents are in a perfect family, and when he is unconscious since he was a child, he is plagued by illness, and when he is plagued by illness, there is no mother by his side to take care of and comfort him? Why should a lover who thought it was a match made in heaven have to suffer a change in his heart, so that he is ruthless and ruthless?

And she, an ugly woman, repeatedly provoked his bottom line, and the gentle cultivation he had built for many years was like a mask and cracked......

As if she remembered something, her gaze became soft and gentle, "I'm right, but you're wrong." The most important thing in this world is your own life, if you die, you have no way of knowing whether this camellia will bloom or wither, let alone keep who and what promises, it is all fake. Mu Cheng, are you the kind of person who is too good at lying, sometimes even deceiving yourself?"

After speaking, she left in a dashing manner, leaving Mu Cheng with a cold expression to stand still.

For a long time, a helpless wry smile pulled out of his lips, she should have known about this taboo in Suiyuan early in the morning, but she just wanted to move to Yuanshuang Pavilion and set a trap for him, but he jumped in without warning.

That way, it seemed to be fun, he squinted his eyes, she was smart enough to be his opponent.