The screen window is getting dusk at sunset, and the clouds on the horizon are wrapped in colorful clouds, like broken gold.

Murong Hui was dressed in a brocade robe of goose yellow painting embroidered with green folded branches and begonias, leaning on the vermilion trunk, looking at the two cranes under the banana tree outside the Bright Wei Palace, which had been standing for a long time.

The wisteria roses gradually fell, and a thick rain of petals accumulated on the ground, which was blown up by the evening breeze, and it was extremely silent. Murong Hui counted on her fingers, and it was less than two months before her eldest sister was to be married, and a deep attachment surged in her heart.

After a few hesitations, Murong Wei straightened the folds on her skirt and gently stepped into the Bright Wei Palace.

Murong Wei sat on the clinical kang, concentrating on the silk thread in her hand, wanting to embroider the last Ruiyun Ruyi pattern on the pair of palace shoes prepared for Concubine Jun. Seeing her sister come in, she put down the embroidery frame with a smile and beckoned her sister to sit beside her.

As the dusk deepened, Murong Wei was covered with a sunset thrown in from the window, making her look more and more steamy, and her whole face was full of joy. Murong Hui stepped on Murong Wei's outstretched hand, took off her shoes and sat down next to Murong Wei, she lowered her head and played with her clothes belt, and didn't speak for a long time, as if she had encountered an extremely difficult thing.

Since Tang Jiaer became Murong Hui's companion, he also began to pay attention to the national conditions and people's livelihood with Tang Jiaer. In the donation of the previous poetry meeting, Murong Hui even donated her favorite guqin, which really moved Queen Chu.

"Ah Hui, but what is the embarrassment of the encounter? Murong Wei hugged Murong Hui's petite body and lovingly lifted the green silk that slipped off her sideburns behind her ears.

Murong Hui pondered for a moment, raised her head solemnly, and stared at Murong Wei's eyes affectionately.

She was sitting cross-legged on the kang, but at this moment, she straightened up and saluted Murong Wei on the kang: "Eldest sister, if I am absent from your wedding, will you be unhappy?"

Thinking about it at the age of one year, Murong Hui has gradually faded away from her former childishness, like a piece of finely polished jade, gradually revealing her already dazzling color.

Murong Wei didn't rush to make a statement, but pulled her down again, and asked with a smile: "Ah Hui originally hesitated for a long time for this, can you tell my sister what you want to do?"

Pushing the rose incense with peeled seeds mixed with honey at hand to Murong Hui's side, Murong Wei handed the silver skewer to her hand again, and said calmly: "Sister is thinking very thoroughly now, all red tape is done for outsiders to see, our sisterhood is deep, not for a moment." If you have more important things to do, what does it matter if you don't attend your sister's wedding?"

The answer was similar to what she thought, Murong Hui still bit her lip lightly, revealing a shy smile: "Although I know that the eldest sister is not such a stingy person, I am always very sorry for being a younger sister, and I still want to ask it specially." Since the eldest sister meant this, Ah Hui thanked the eldest sister first. ”

Turning over the memories of her previous life, Murong Hui had been pampering the deep palace until Su Duhan's sword was on her neck, and she still didn't believe that the person who had called her brother in the past wanted to take her life.

Murong Wei didn't know what her sister was planning at this time, so she held her hand a little uneasily, looked at her smile with grape grains in her eyes, and asked softly, "You haven't told the eldest sister yet, why can't you attend the eldest sister's wedding?"

Murong Hui put down the silver stick in her hand, held a touch of incense cheeks in her hand, and said seriously: "Eldest sister, Jia'er has asked for my consent and wants to go to the border city. Now that the new houses in the border city are built, it is only a matter of time before the military dependents emigrate. Ah Peng also said that this trip to the border city must be very meaningful. I thought about it and wanted to walk with her. ”

Tang Jia'er got Murong Peng's support and was very excited when she was asking Murong Hui to resign. She said that she wanted to be like her master, temporarily rooted in the land of the border city, witnessing the old appearance of the land change into a new look, from the wilderness to the pearl outside the fortress.

If Tang Jia'er was an eagle soaring in the sky, how could Murong Hui be willing to be a flower in a greenhouse? After Tang Jia'er left that night, she had no sleep all night, and her heart was always at war between heaven and man.

The bitter cold and barrenness of the border city may be beyond her imagination, but only that kind of beating can be refined into gold.

Since the Yin and Yin incident, Murong Hui has thought of the actions of Murong Wei, Chen Xinhua and others more than once. The eldest sister was willing to suffer from rumors, and first held the mineral deposits of Yuping Mountain in her hands for her father, smashing the conspiracy of the Su family. Her eldest cousin's life and death hung by a thread, and she was still at home.

Now even Tonga'er is enthusiastic, as a descendant of the royal family, how can she sit back and enjoy it.

Murong Hui tossed and turned over the light golden peony flower pillow, and the moment the first rays of dawn on the horizon slanted up to her window, her heart suddenly opened up. I also want to take a trip to the border city with Tonga'er and do my best.

The sky surrounded by the four corners of the palace couldn't hold the Honghu who wanted to flutter its wings, and Murong Wei gave her sister a thumbs up with satisfaction: "In the past year, Ah Hui has grown up a lot. In the future, even if the eldest sister can't be by your side, she will be proud of you. ”

Tonga'er set the date of the trip five days later, and this time the mountains and rivers are long, and the two sisters do not know what day and night they will see each other again. Murong Hui choked up, and reluctantly leaned her head into Murong Wei's arms.

Murong Wei had already heard from Empress Chu that Song Weiyuan's new houses were built very firmly according to local conditions, which was more in line with the harsh geographical environment of the local area.

Hearing that the imperial court has a generous relocation subsidy, and can reunite with the relatives who are guarding the border city, the families of the first batch of soldiers who signed up are very enthusiastic, and now they are already on the way to the border city, and they will live in Song Weiyuan's newly built house in a short time.

If nothing else, the second and third groups of mainland families will soon settle down in the border city.

Disguised immigrants did not cause any resentment among the people, but were praised by everyone.

Murong Wei gently held her sister's hand: "This is a good thing, the eldest sister will not only not stop you, but will also help you intercede with the queen mother." When you arrive in the border city, don't forget to visit your aunt. I also have to promise the eldest sister that I will take care of myself alone. ”

There were crystal tears hanging on Murong Hui's long eyelashes, she nodded lightly, and held Murong Wei's hand tightly: "Eldest sister, no matter where we are, we must take care of ourselves in the future." ”

Murong Wei smiled, beckoned Hongdou in, and ordered her to take the Jiaowei guqin on her piano platform and hand it to Murong Hui: "The eldest sister is already clumsy in her piano skills, and keeping this high-grade guqin is also a tyrannical thing, it is better to hand it over to someone who is destined, it can be regarded as a gift from my sister to you on a long journey." ”

Lu Qitai and Taigu Yuyin both donated to Murong Hui that day, and now she just has an ordinary yaoqin in her hand. Murong Wei's slender fingertips gently brushed the strings of Jiaowei, and the sound of the piano poured out.