Why didn't Cher tell her?

Roche's footsteps were flickering, and he walked to the bridge with a lantern, and suddenly his legs went limp, and his right hand held the red paint railing tightly, and it took a while to regain his strength. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the place where the lights are shining, there are layers of buildings, red walls and blue tiles are lined up one after another, and they are in order.

The sky is faint, and all parts of the house are already busy.

Mu Yanchun didn't snooze today, he got up early, wearing a green shirt and light clothes, wearing a double-balanced flounder rose, his skirt swaying, looking forward to his life.

"Miss, are you a little lighter?" Wen Yan looked at the upper and lower clothes for a long time, especially felt that they were not gorgeous enough, thinking that it was rare for the prince to come back, so he naturally had to dress up more festively.

Granny Yao smeared balm on Mu Yanchun beside her, and said by the way: "Miss is very good to dress up like this, and it would be too flamboyant." He gestured up and down again, and added, "Just add a blue gown." ”

So Wen Yan added another gown, and by the way, she chose a wishful silk bracelet for Mu Yanchun.

This time Mu Jinlin came back, Mu Yanchun didn't plan to go out to greet him, but he thought that he hadn't returned for a long time, lest he be relieved, and after thinking about it for a while, he finally made up his mind to wait for him.

She took Wen Yan and Starling out of the courtyard gate, leaving Ying'er and Thrush to look at the courtyard.

According to the old practice, it was always inconvenient for women to go out of the second door, but welcoming guests was an exception.

Now that the providence is getting warmer, although it is early in the morning, it is feasible for a long time, and she is also called a thin sweat in her green shirt, and a trace of flush floats on her face.

Most of the people who welcome the prince are aunts and younger generations, and elders such as Mu Boyong don't have to greet each other in person, just waiting for Mu Jin to go and ask for peace. In previous years, when Tang was there, he never greeted him at the door, although he was worried, he could only wait for him to come over to say hello.

It is for the elders and the young.

This year, he can no longer go to Dongwu Courtyard to greet his mother.

Mu Yanchun's eyes darkened slightly, and he lowered his head slightly, the stone lion outside the door has been standing quietly for decades, and the ordinary scenery in previous years now seems to be very different.

"The prince has already passed through the Zhangting Gate-"

From a distance, I saw a little guy dressed up running over quickly, loudly reporting the location of the prince.

When the words fell, a gong was heard.

Zhang Tingmen is the second gate of the east of Boling, and if you go to the second gate of the east, it also means that it is not an hour's work, and Jin Lin will come back.

Mu Yanchun looked at the way back from afar, and the appearance of Jin Lin appeared in his eyes, only a tall and vague shadow floated faintly in his heart, but his face was extremely blurred.

It's like a world away.

She had not seen his face for many years, but now that she thought about it, it was so familiar and unfamiliar, leaving only a faint sadness and bitterness, and a trace of anticipation.

What should he be like now?

Mu Yanchun's eyes fluttered, and he thought quietly in his heart.

"The prince has traveled to the road of Zhangxin-"

Half an hour later, another small servant came to report.

Mu Yanchun took a small step forward and didn't speak, but Mu Youxuan, who was standing in front, couldn't help but look left and right, "Why hasn't my brother come back?" ”

was pulled hard by Zhong's sleeve, and glared again, before Mu Youxuan reluctantly retracted, stood obediently behind Zhong's, and stopped talking. Mu Wenmao, who was behind, timidly pulled Zhong's sleeve, buried his head in Zhong's arm, and refused to look up. Seeing Mu Youxuan, she frowned again, and couldn't help but push him hard.

Mu Yanchun originally thought that Mu Jinlin would come so quickly that he must be returning home with a light shirt, so his eyes only looked at the horses, but he didn't want a group of horses to break into his eyes magnificently and kick up a burst of dust.

The line of carriages and horses stopped straight at the gate of the Jing'an Hou Mansion, but no one got off for a while, and after a while, someone on the first carriage opened the soft curtain, and the little guy arched his back into a cushion, squatting on the ground, and the man stepped on the back of the little guy and walked down slowly.

It is a young man in brocade clothes, with a long upright body, a crown of hair, and a face as white as jade, who was originally a good appearance of a handsome son, but because of the childishness on his face, he was a little immature.

For a while, Mu Yanchun was speechless and speechless.

The young man in front of her gradually merged with the gloomy middle-aged man's face in her impression, returning to the appearance she once was familiar with, and she gradually had a sense of unreality, but with a trace of trance joy and loss.

When Mu Yanchun hesitated, Mu Qinxue had already greeted Mu Jinlin early, and greeted Mu Jinlin for a while, she really looked like a good sister, and even the smile on her face made people unable to find a trace of error.

Mu Jinlin saw these familiar faces, and saw the eldest sister's cordial greetings, and finally a trace of warmth rose in his heart, and he kindly asked about the eldest sister's recent situation.

Somewhere in the carriage, a curtain was lifted, and the man in white in it folded a fan, staring with interest at the circle of people around Mu Jinlin, and couldn't help but shake the fan and shook it weakly, and said with a flirtatious smile: "This Jing'an Hou Mansion is an interesting place......

He tapped the table with a fan, and smiled at the young man opposite: "Third master, the Mu family kid just now also said that her sister was very strict with him, and he was afraid that her sister would be tight, but now it seems that he has a very good relationship with his sister!" He shook his head again and said, "And...... I used to hear that this Miss Jing'an Hou Mansion has an ordinary face, but now when I look at it, she is very beautiful, and if it is really rumored outside, I can't believe it......"

The man on the other side didn't raise his head, but his perfect face carved by a heavenly axe had a cold expression, he still looked at the chess game in front of him, and said in a cold voice: "That's the eldest lady of the Marquis of Jing'an." ”

"It's the eldest lady?" The man in white was taken aback, and glanced at the beautiful woman again, seeing that Mu Jinlin was very close to her, and he was extremely intimate, and couldn't help but be surprised, "Tut...... This Jing'an Hou Mansion is really a magical place. Isn't it rumored that the eldest lady of the Marquis of Jing'an Mansion was angry with a concubine in the mansion? Why is this kid so close to that concubine's daughter? ”

Outside, Mu Jinlin was still talking to Mu Qinxue, and Mu Youxuan and Mu Zhirou also walked over to laugh and be obedient to him, but Mu Yanchun took a step behind, so he didn't get close, just watched him laugh with them from a distance, his eyes were like autumn water.

"Speaking of which, you're not such a good person...... Grace has done a lot of revenge, and it's really strange that a guy like you can deliberately send this kid back because of his former kindness! The man in white continued to fan coquettishly, looking at the man opposite him as if he were looking at a rare animal.

In his eyes, this little grandfather of the Rongguo Mansion, Song Jin, the third master of Song Jin, who is known as the son of the jade-faced fox in Bianjing, is by no means the unparalleled son of the turbidity world.

On the contrary, in Zhu Jianzhi's eyes, he is a real combination of black-bellied shamelessness and viciousness.