Jiang Jian always lowered his eyebrows, and when he heard Mu Yunjin's question, he raised his gaze slightly: "The craftsmen have been arranged to renovate it, and it will be completed before the ceremony." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Taking a deep breath, Mu Yunjin's eyebrows were still tightly wrinkled, and the hand rubbing his eyebrows was slowly retracted, supporting his head, and for a long time, he still didn't speak.

Jiang Jian raised his head a little deliberately, pursed his lips, and still spoke: "Your Majesty, the plaque of the Qifeng Palace...... Did you inscribe it yourself or did you ...... it? ”

If according to the unwritten regulations of the previous dynasties, the plaque on the queen's hall has always been inscribed by the emperor himself, and now the Ling Chan Hall has been renamed Weiqi Fengdian, how is this new plaque, it is natural to ask Mu Yunjin what he means.

Mu Yunjin's eyes were still closed, and after a long time, he opened his mouth leisurely: "Let the craftsman carve it directly." ”

Shocked, Jiang Jian's emotions were not shown on his face, and he responded in a regular manner: "Yes." ”

After that, he turned around and held the half-lukewarm water in front of Mu Yunjin.

The sky is dark, and it is bright.

His eyes finally opened slowly, Mu Yunjin stood up, took the cotton cloth hanging on the side of the wooden basin, dipped it in warm water and began to cleanse his face.

Mu Yunjin still likes to wear white clothes, except for formal occasions, he will wear a dragon robe, the rest of the time he is still dressed in white, clean his face, Mu Yunjin wrung out the cotton cloth in his hand and wiped his face, his voice became more and more stable: "The news of the state funeral has been passed down?" ”

"Yes."

Jiang Jian put the wooden basin back on the shelf, handed the light salt water to Mu Yunjin, and held a clean small wooden basin in his other hand.

Taking the light salt water and rinsing his mouth gently, Mu Yunjin raised his hand again slightly tired and rubbed his temples.

Without further words, he turned and walked out.

Jiang Jian hurriedly put down the things in his hand, turned around and followed Mu Yunjin, glanced at the dragon robe hanging on the side with some anxious eyes, hesitated for a moment in his words, and hurriedly followed Mu Yunjin: "Your Majesty, the dragon robe ......"

"Not anymore."

Mu Yunjin didn't even return, and walked straight to the outside of the Heart Cultivation Palace.

He didn't even glance in the direction of the main hall.

It's time to go on the pilgrimage.

What the two people didn't know was that in the closed window of the main hall, a woman in a white undershirt was standing quietly, looking at the figure of the man leaving outside the thin window.

On the pale complexion, there is a sadness that cannot be dissipated for a long time.

The sky finally lit up.

But that bright light couldn't shine on Du Piaoling's heart.

The heart is sad to death, and there is no mercy.

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When the sky was fully bright, another carriage came out of the main gate of the palace and headed in the direction of the grain store on North Street.

The driver was Shenmu.

The carriage did not move very fast, it was exceptionally steady, and Shen Mu also picked the relatively sparsely populated streets.

Zikou sat opposite Du Weiwei in the carriage, looking at her young lady napping on the soft pillow, yawned deeply, raised her hand to cover her face: "Miss, where are we going today?" ”

Naturally, the grain shop was going to go, but before leaving, the young lady packed some things for her to take with her, and it seemed that she was going to another place.

"I've been to a lot of places today."

Du Wei twisted his head slightly, and found a more comfortable position to lie down, his eyes did not open at all: "Shocking Ruolou, tea shop, Xiangfu." ”

"Huh?" Zikou's mouth opened wide suddenly, and she looked extremely surprised, she didn't expect that Miss was going to so many places today.

"yes, it's about going to so many places." As if he had guessed what Zi Ko was thinking, Du nodded with his eyes slightly closed, and responded with a smile.

Zikou's surprised expression instantly put away a lot, and she nodded and stopped making a sound.

With his eyes closed, the corners of Du Weiwei's mouth were a particularly deep smile.

Just yesterday, all the plans have quietly begun.

Soon, the carriage stopped at the intersection of North Street, Shen Mu's eyes scanned the surroundings deeply, and then fell: "Miss, it's here." ”

Du Weiwei, dressed in white, stepped down from the carriage, glanced deeply at the door of the grain shop with very few people lined up in the distance, and said: "Zikou follow me, you wait here." ”

"Yes."

Without any further stop, Du Weiwei's footsteps walked towards the nearest alley near the grain store.

If you are from the front door, I am afraid it will be too eye-catching, and it is safer to enter through the back door.

Zikou was carrying a package on her back and followed behind Du Weiwei, but her eyes were extremely vigilant, paying attention to the surrounding situation.

In just a moment, the two of them had arrived at the back door of the grain store.

Zikou stepped forward and knocked on the door, knocking very regularly, and the back door of the grain store was quickly opened, and a little servant with some respect hurriedly got out of the way and let the two in.

"Princess."

After entering, there were two little guys who looked extremely clever and saluted Du Wei respectfully.

Du Weiwei didn't say much, nodded and went straight to the direction of the main hall.

Zikou stopped and arranged the next knock on the door to the little girl.

Each time you knock on the door, the secret message is different, the purpose is to prevent it from being seen by people with a heart outside.

"Weiwei~"

Before Du Weiwei approached the main hall, a female voice with joy had already sounded and reached Du Weiwei's ears.

His eyes were raised to look at the comer, and Du Weiwei's smile immediately rose high: "Mu Ran~"

Shi Muran was dressed in a pink pink dress, the sleeves and cuffs were all tied up, and her long hair was all tied up, looking extremely energetic and capable, the smile on her face could not be concealed at all, and she ran in the direction of Du Weiwei.

At the same time, Du Weiwei saw Lu Lang, who was walking steadily and speeding up behind her.

Soon, Shi Muran ran ran to Du Weiwei, without any hesitation, leaned over and hugged Du Weiwei.

Even though they haven't seen each other for too long, at this moment, they are still like sisters who love each other.

The pink and white dresses are suddenly overlapped under the blowing of the wind, which is extremely beautiful.

Inexplicably, Shi Muran's eyes flashed with water, and he hugged Du Weiwei stubbornly, unwilling to let go for a long time.

Du Weiwei's heart was naturally greatly touched, he bit his lip heavily, and smiled brightly: "Mu Ran, I miss you very much." ”

As Du Weiwei's words fell, the water in Shi Muran's eyes also flickered, slipped down, and disappeared into Du Weiwei's robe, and disappeared for a moment.

The next moment, Lu Lang's figure also approached, with a warm smile on his face, looking at the two women hugging each other, and did not open his mouth to interrupt them.

Suddenly retreated, Shi Muran's eyes were obviously a lot red, and he complained a little coquettishly: "You don't want me to come to see me!" ”

Du Weiwei's hand held Shi Muran for a long time and did not let go, and his nose was also a little sour, and he took Shi Muran's words: "My fault." ”