Little Red Jujube was still with Thirty-One, and it wasn't until those people carried its body away that she seemed to react. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Yuan Jinyu knew that animals were loyal to their feelings, but they had never seen this situation, and even their feelings were suppressed, sour and astringent, and they didn't know how to solve it.

Yuan Jinyu's hand was still held by Mu Ze, and when he looked at the little red date, he inevitably felt a little worried. The little red dates have been on hunger strike for so many days, and it is obvious that they are going to go with the thirty-one.

She turned her head and looked at Mu Ze with some pleading, hoping that he would think of a way.

Mu Ze sighed lightly, looked at Yuan Jinyu, and there was a powerless look in his eyes: "Little red jujube is on a hunger strike, for so many days, no one can pry her mouth open, if she really goes with Thirty-One, it will be her life." ”

Yuan Jinyu's heart couldn't help but be even more sad, and walked in front of the little red jujube standing in place, and just wanted to reach out to touch her, but found that the little red jujube turned around and swayed towards Mu Ze, although the footsteps were not steady, but the little red jujube's gaze was firm, and the clear eyes, where was there still half a point of bleakness and loneliness just now.

Mu Ze obviously also noticed Xiao Hongjuo's movements, and couldn't help staring at her, seeing Xiao Hongjube standing in front of him, looking up at him, and pushing his head against his stomach.

The strength of the little red jujube was not light, Yuan Jinyu was worried about hurting Mu Ze, so he ran to Mu Ze's side, wanting to drag Mu Ze away, but heard Mu Ze say: "Do you want to replace Thirty-one and follow this king's side?"

The little red jujube was very spiritual, as if he understood, raised his head, and looked at Mu Ze without blinking.

Mu Ze continued: "But this king doesn't need a weak horse, you are going to die now, what qualifications do you have?"

Yuan Jinyu tugged at Mu Ze's sleeve, always feeling that he was talking a little too much, and even if Xiao Hongjube was spiritual, he couldn't understand the meaning of his words, right?

The next moment, Yuan Jinyu was shocked, because there was a lawn under his feet, the little red jujube lowered his head and began to eat the grass fiercely, but Yuan Jinyu found that the little red jujube was also in tears.

Yuan Jinyu, who was shocked, couldn't speak for a long time, just watched in a daze as big tears fell from his eyes, smashed on the ground, and disappeared in an instant.

Yuan Jinyu looked up at Mu Ze, and his eyes slowly turned red.

The hands of the two people are still holding each other, I don't know when it started, but they haven't let go.

Yuan Jinyu didn't realize this yet, just looked at the sky that was getting better and better, and then turned back to Mu Ze and said: "Maybe Thirty-one said something before he died to make Little Red Jujube willing to survive, Ninth Brother, I have a feeling that Little Red Jujube will grow into a good horse that will not lose to Thirty-one in the future." ”

Mu Ze looked at the little red date, and the meaning in his eyes was even more meaningful, but he didn't answer Yuan Jinyu's words.

What they didn't expect at this time was that the little red date really became a horse beyond thirty-one a few years later, but the horse that stimulated it to survive and grow had already turned into a handful of loess.

Perhaps because he saw such a thing, Yuan Jinyu was still a little sullen after coming out of the racecourse. King Ning still had business to deal with, and left after sending Yuan Jinyu back to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

And Yuan Jinyu pushed the door into his courtyard, and saw a person in it.

looks more beautiful than a woman, holding his purebred Persian cat, who is not Mo Qinghan.

The kaftan Mo Qinghan is wearing today is much more luxurious than before, with intricate patterns that extend from the placket to the cuffs. Even his inky hair was tied up with a jade crown. He heard the voice and turned his head, and a pair of amber eyes seemed to glow in the night.

The appearance is the same as Xiaoyu's general laziness, but there is a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Yuan Jinyu was already a little surprised that he appeared in his courtyard, and even this person bought the house next to the Prime Minister's Mansion, maybe it was because it was convenient for him to come here.

Yuan Jinyu stepped forward and hugged Xiaoyu in his arms, Xiaoyu meowed from the moment she just saw Yuan Jinyu, and when she arrived in Yuan Jinyu's arms, she was very happy, and rubbed on Yuan Jinyu's body.

Yuan Jinyu didn't know why she liked Xiaoyu so much, so she just liked this kitten a lot, so she let Xiaoyu go.

Mo Qinghan has been in the capital for a few days, and looking at today's outfit, Yuan Jinyu asked, "Did the little marquis enter the palace to face the saint?"

After all, she will stay in the capital in the future, the emperor will definitely receive her, and she will also give her an idle official position, she doesn't remember that Mo Qinghan came to the capital in the last life, so she doesn't know about these things.

Mo Qinghan hummed lazily, he was originally standing on the edge of a tree, but at this time, he leaned his body against the trunk of the tree, and when he raised his eyes to look at Yuan Jinyu, he couldn't help but smile slightly: "Don't you ask Ben Hou why he came?"

Yuan Jinyu looked up in a little surprise: "You can't be here to eat, right?" Then you came quite coincidentally, I haven't eaten yet." ”

After speaking, she also blinked playfully, and her delicate appearance, looking at the man's eyes, her heart was about to soften into a puddle of water.

"Ben Hou is here to collect debts. The little marquis was still smiling, his eyes were deep and deep, and when his eyes swept to this side, Yuan Jinyu couldn't tell whether he was looking at himself or watching the scenery behind her.

This person Mu Ze is different, when Mu Ze looks at her, he stares into her eyes, so that he can find his seriousness.

Yuan Jinyu thought about it, as if he really didn't owe Mo Qinghan anything, so he looked at him suspiciously, hoping that he would give him an answer.

"Have you forgotten that you still owe Ben Hou a stroke of the qin?" the little marquis answered, as if he was a little helpless that she was so forgetful.

Yuan Jinyu was stunned for a moment, revealing an expression of sudden realization.

When he was in Shandong before, Mo Qinghan's words, he thought that he didn't need to play the piano by himself, but he didn't expect that he planned to come to the capital to collect debts at that time.

Yuan Jinyu always owes a favor to Mo Qinghan, if it weren't for him, when he was in the Tang Mansion, he wouldn't have solved the trouble so smoothly.

So she smiled heartily, and that smile was so flawless that all the jade jewelry in the world could hardly be compared to one ten-thousandth. "Since it's a debt collector, then I'll give up my life to accompany the little marquis, I don't know which tune you want to hear?"

"Now Fuqin is really out of mood, tomorrow the Japanese Marquis will come to pick you up. After the little marquis finished speaking, he dragged Yuan Jinyu in Xiaoyu's arms, and then smiled at Yuan Jinyu, jumped out of the courtyard wall, and disappeared after a few turns.

Yuan Jinyu couldn't help complaining that this man didn't go through the front door every time he came to her, and then sighed lightly and walked towards the house.

Early the next morning, she accompanied the old lady to breakfast, since the old lady fainted last time, her health is not very good, and she has only raised some in the last two days.

And he was away from home for too long, and he didn't chant or copy the scriptures, so he asked Yuan Jinyu to go to the Buddhist hall and read the scriptures to her.

Yuan Jinyu's voice was very good, reading the scriptures, and there was a bit of tactfulness in her mouth, and the Buddhist scriptures of the Zen realm were read out of her mouth, and there was even a little taste of Pudu sentient beings.

Yuan Jinyu likes to recite Buddhist scriptures, especially in the morning when the morning sun rises or in the anxious afternoon, and the heart can be completely calmed down by reciting a few words.

The old lady didn't want her to read it for too long, she always felt that Yuan Jinyu's temperament was hidden deeply, and it was already as quiet as water, and if she continued to read it, she would be beyond the flying immortals.

She's just a little girl, but she doesn't need to be as old-fashioned as she is.

So when there was a guest in the front hall who wanted to see Miss Jinyu, the old lady quickly let her go.

Yuan Jinyu put down the scriptures and walked to the front hall with the two maids, still wondering who wanted to see her.

It's all because she was named the county lord, and she came to congratulate her.

She sat behind the screen, and through the somewhat transparent screen, she could see the two people sitting in the front hall.

One is Xiangye, and the other is ...... Mo Qinghan?

It turns out that he said that he was going to pick him up, but it turned out to be in such a way?

When he walked with Mu Ze yesterday, Xiang Ye's gaze at the two of them was not quite right, it is estimated that he has become an item to be sold at a price at that time, and now if Mo Qinghan wants to take himself away again, Xiang Ye may not know what he will think.

The Mo family has real power in their hands, unlike several other hairpin clans, but they are prosperous and have no military power. When such a character enters Beijing, Yuan Jinyu can imagine what his house will be lively every day.

Mo Qinghan was sitting on the chair at the moment, in order to show respect, he didn't lean on the back of the chair, but just held a cup of tea in his hand and occasionally took a sip.

Xiaoyu didn't bring it with him, thinking he stayed at home.

"When I was in Shandong, Ben Hou was fortunate to meet the third lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, so the third lady was also an old man for Ben Hou, and Ben Hou was very happy to see the old man today. Mo Qinghan's slightly lazy voice sounded, and it really sounded like he hadn't sneaked into Yuan Jinyu's courtyard recently.

Yuan Jinyu pursed his lips behind the screen, and naturally answered: "Jinyu is really happy to see the little marquis, why don't you let Jinyu play a song for the little marquis and his father?"

Yuan Jinyu didn't want to go out with Mo Qinghan, so he could only speak first.

Mo Qinghan was also a clear person in his heart, and there was a smile in his eyes at this time, he was silent for a while, and only when Yuan Jinyu thought he was going to disagree, he opened his mouth: "Can you still hear Miss Jinyu touching the qin?" ”

Yuan Jinyu motioned to Ginkgo to take her piano over, although the piano was not as good as the one sent by King Duan, but she used it easily, and she really didn't want to move the things of King Duan.

She was sitting on the cushion, and now she put the piano on her lap, and her slender fingers plucked it a few times, making a crisp sound.

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