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As if she raised her eyes and saw Murong Yichuan's slightly sad face, she wondered in her heart that Zhou Dawei had already ended the war and would return triumphantly, why was he full of gloom? "Ikawa; How can I see you looking a little sad? General Zhou will return triumphantly soon, you should be happy, don't you still have something to do? She said with a gentle concern.

Murong Yichuan didn't answer immediately when he heard this, he hurriedly put back the gloom on his face, and slowly regained his former calmness.

"I don't have anything on my mind, so don't think about it. You seem to be very excited when it comes to returning to Beijing, do you have any plans to return to Beijing? Murong Yichuan didn't want to talk too much about her grievances with the emperor, mainly because she was afraid that she would worry about herself, she was a person with a lot of things on her mind, and she couldn't let her bother for herself, so she deliberately diverted the topic.

As if blinking her eyes gently, she knew that Murong Yichuan was unwilling to tell her what was on his mind, since the other party was unwilling to say it, then why did she have to ask if she was bored, since he wanted to divert the topic, then she would follow.

"I want to go back to Beijing so much, I miss my daughter, I miss my mother, Ziyan, and Ping'er, there is no sugar gourd sold here, I want to eat sugar gourd after I return to Beijing, which is the one diagonally across the street from our palace, and I drink the chicken soup that Ping'er made for me, oops; There are many, many more, and we will go back the next day after General Zhou returns. It was like a child who hadn't returned home for a long time, pulling Murong Yichuan's clothes and saying coquettishly. It's like trying not to think about the unhappiness that she should face when she returns to the capital, and she doesn't want to ruin the beauty in front of her because of those unpleasantness. Great literature

Murong Yichuan looked at the delicate look, but he was full of pity, thinking about how wronged she was after so many days.

"You're such a gluttonous cat." Murong Yichuan pinched his delicate nose lovingly, like a pout, and said coquettishly; "People aren't, when are we leaving?" Seeing that the New Year is coming to an end, it seems that of course I want to return to Beijing for the New Year and be able to reunite with my dearest people.

Murong Yichuan pondered for a moment and said; "I've seen that we're going back after the New Year, don't you think we will celebrate the New Year halfway, how boring it is, let's celebrate the New Year with General Zhou and General Tang, let's go back after the New Year, and I promise that we won't be able to delay the Shangyuan Festival, what do you think?"

As if thinking about it, this is also the reason, although she is eager to return to Beijing, but she is reluctant to Chu Qianqian, a good sister, so many days of getting along seems to have established a very deep relationship with Chu Qianqian.

"Okay, I'm reluctant to Qianqian, if only she and Jianfeng's sister and brother could be taken away, or you can find a way, General Zhou will be transferred to the capital as an official, so that our two families can move around often, and do you remember the baby kiss I told you last time?" As if she said excitedly, her eyebrows fluttered between her words, and she still had some expectations, she really expected Murong Yichuan to agree to her invitation and let Zhou Dawei enter Beijing as an official, so that Chu Qianqian would definitely be able to speak.

Murong Yichuan pinched the back of his hand and said; "You really want to think about it, but I promised you that I would find a way to transfer General Zhou to the capital within three years, so that you and Chu Qianqian can see each other often, haven't I already agreed to that family matter, just wait for Zhou Dawei to come back and let's sit down and have a good talk." Great Literature: "Murong Yichuan has long planned to go back this time, he must find a way to take the old ministers who follow the emperor in the imperial court, and then secretly investigate his henchmen in the imperial court one after another, and this Zhou Dawei is definitely the most suitable person, as for the matter of doing the matter of his children's in-laws, although Murong Yichuan agreed to Wanruo, he was still a little hesitant, but now in order to completely make Zhou Dawei become a loyal person to himself, he can only use this trick, to be a son and daughter's family, and the two families are married. Then Zhou Dawei's loyalty to himself will be more guaranteed.

As if she heard that Murong Yichuan had agreed to these two things, she was naturally happy, and she didn't care about Murong Yichuan's expression full of conspiracy, "Yichuan; You have to be the talker. ”

"You don't joke."

"You're so good," as if he raised his eyes and gave Murong Yichuan a fragrant kiss in return.

Murong Yichuan hugged the soft delicate body, but he was full of emotion in his heart, but at this moment, he was holding his beloved woman in his arms, looking at the gradually darkening sky, he got a trace of comfort, and the melancholy in his heart was a little less, he really wanted to settle down like this, but he was unwilling, unwilling to let himself have no relationship with the country, unwilling to be so antique emperor, unwilling, unwilling!

It was completely dark, and the room was deeply surrounded by the blackness, and Murong Yichuan shouted out of the door; "Someone, hold the lamp." As soon as the words fell, the maids who had been waiting outside the door gently pushed the door open, and walked in one after another, they first saluted Murong Yichuan and Wanruo, and then they were busy with the electric lights, and slowly the room was lit up, the lights in the outhouse were finished, and then they went to the bedroom in the inner room, and after a while, the black hole in the room was as bright as day.

As soon as the maids in charge of the lantern finished their task and walked out, Chunhong walked in; "Lord, princess, dinner is ready."

"Biography." Murong Yichuan commanded, and after a while, several maids and ladies walked to the main hall one after another, and they all carried a tray in their hands, and the tray was filled with fragrant food, and then placed it on the table in different categories.

The maids brought hot water to clean their hands and let Murong Yichuan and Wanruo clean their hands, and then they sat down at the table and began to have dinner, which is not as good as in the palace outside, there are many kinds of meals, although they can't eat it completely, but they still have to prepare for the pomp and circumstance, but when they came to the border pass, King Fu ordered this pomp to be exempted, in order to save materials for the border pass, and each meal was just a few home-cooked dishes.

After dinner, the maids removed the remnants, Chunhong made a pot of tea for the two of them, and then also withdrew, the room was restored to the initial quiet, there was still a period of time before going to bed, Murong Yichuan was originally reading under the lamp as usual, but something happened today His heart was messed up, and he had no intention of reading, but when he saw that he was still by his side, he suddenly wanted to hear her play the piano for herself, but there was no piano around here, hey! How can this be?

"If you hold a book and don't read it, why do you keep looking at me?" As if to avoid his gaze, he asked a little puzzled.

Murong Yichuan Road; "I'd like to hear you play for me, but unfortunately there's no one here."

It's like hearing that the other party meant this, in fact, I haven't played the piano for so long, and my hands are itchy, "There's no way, why don't you let Chunhong go to Sister Qianqian to borrow her piano, but I'm not used to using other people's pianos, and I really regret not bringing one with me when I left." "It's like when I went to Chu Qianqian's place, I saw that there was a piano in her room, and I fiddled with it a few times, but I felt that it was always not as handy as my own, so I didn't have that mood.

Murong Yichuan shook his head; "Then forget it, I'm just talking about it."

"Did you take Xiao with you? You blow the flute, I dance for you, what do you think? He said with interest.

"No, what kind of dance do you have when you look like this, after returning to Beijing, the two of us will have a piano and flute ensemble to be lively." Murong Yichuan rarely played with Wanruo in his memory, and the only time was a year ago, when Qianxue had a fierce conflict with Wanruo just after the full moon, they played the piano and flute together, but it was a sad song.

It's like nodding; "Okay, after you return to the capital, you can give me a, and give me a horseback to ride and paint." As if full of interest, her head leaned on Murong Yichuan's arms little by little, and under the light was like that delicate and charming face, although she was not a country and a city, but under the light, she was also so radiant.

"It's okay to hand over to you to paint and blow the flute, and you won't be able to ride a horse," how could Murong Yichuan let Wanwan ride a horse, he was too careless last time, so he let her fall off the cliff and almost gave her her life, and he would definitely not let her ride a horse in the future.

"Why?" It's like a protesting question.

Murong Yichuan sank his face slightly; Road; "Because it's not safe, what does a girl do to ride?"

"You're so domineering!" It's like protesting with dissatisfaction.

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