Jun Mobai thought about it, and glanced at the woman on the painting again...... A touch of gentleness swept through, like a meteor in the sky, and in a blink of an eye, the eyebrows were already mixed with coldness.

Flicked his sleeves, full of contempt: "Biography!" Let him in. Broadcast"

Hearing this, Gonggong Liu withdrew.

Feeling uneasy, Nalan glanced at the scroll, and still reminded: "Your Majesty, why don't you let your concubines ......collect this painting for you?"

When he said this, he stretched out his hand and touched it with his heart.

"Don't touch it! Trampling"

However, a sudden hand came sideways.

Holding Nalan Wanxi tightly, it was quite mixed with a hint of fierceness, Nalan Wanxi's wrist hurt, and her heart trembled...... Looking back, staring at Jun Mobai, he couldn't see a sure look in his eyes.

Jun Mobai remained silent, and moved her palm downward.

Did you really forget?

For a moment, Nalan Wanxi was a little trance-like.

Soon, it was determined, Jun Mobai really forgot about it, and he passed out on the night when the Prime Minister's Mansion was destroyed...... When I woke up the next day, I didn't remember anything, as if everything in the past was just a flash in the pan.

But ah, but, I have forgotten about it, but I still love this painting like a treasure, and I never allow others to approach it...... Perhaps, others do not know, but she is clear, that year, before he lost his sight, he painted this painting with his own hands.

As early as back then, she was sure that the love of Jun Mobai was Shangguan Liancheng!

The more this is the case, the more worried I feel, and I have the intention to let this painting disappear in front of Jun Mobai...... Since he has forgotten and Shangguan Liancheng is dead, why keep other obsessions!

Thinking like this, Nalan looked at the picture scroll and made a decision in his heart!

Soon, Gonggong Liu turned back, followed by a person, who was the Tanglin envoy.

"The emperor is blessed, and he is the envoy of the Tanglin Kingdom."

The Tanglin envoy saluted, and his attitude was quite respectful.

Jun Mobai glanced at it, raised his hand and let him get up lightly: "The sudden visit of the Tanglin Kingdom, what is the so-called matter?" ”

"Back to the emperor, it's like this. Next month will be the 50th birthday of my country's saint. The Holy One specially invited the lords of the two countries to celebrate. ”

The Tanglin envoy was on the road seriously, and he was still holding a picture scroll in his hand.

After a pause, he carefully raised his eyes and glanced at Jun Mobai, only to feel that there was coldness, and he attacked him...... Shocked, his attitude became more and more respectful, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Your Majesty, this picture of a beautiful woman is a gift from the saint! The woman in the painting is my first beauty in Tanglin, with excellent talent and stunning talent. ”

Seeing it, Jun Mobai has been silent.

The Tanglin envoy had to step forward, and then on the road just now, and at the same time handed over the scroll in his hand.

Seeing this, Gonggong Liu stepped forward to take it and presented it instead.

"The first beauty?"

Jun Mobai read the four words, as if he was smiling.

Shangguan Qianqian and Nalan Wanxi, both of them are nervous, what does Dongling Kingdom mean by sending this beauty picture? Isn't it, I want the emperor to look at the painted woman, so that when the time comes, he will propose to make peace!

"Indeed, the woman in the painting should be the first beauty in the Tanglin Kingdom! She's the regent's long-lost ......"

"Smack-"

The words of the Tanglin envoy seemed to be showing off, but they had not yet been fully spoken.

Jun Mobai was standing in front of the painting, listening to the words of the Tanglin envoys, and stretched out his hand impatiently...... When he landed, the scroll rolled from Gonggong Liu's hand and fell to the ground, half spread out there.

"This ......"

The Tanglin envoy was shocked, and he couldn't figure it out about Jun Mobai's attitude.

Gonggong Liu complained bitterly in his heart, this is the envoy of Tanglin, even if he doesn't like it, he really shouldn't do it in front of him...... Thinking like this, I still bent down and wanted to pick up the scroll.

Suddenly, when picking up, spread out a little.

Subconsciously, I glanced at it, and couldn't help but say "Huh", almost stunned.

"Your Majesty, this first beauty ......"

Gonggong Liu couldn't stop and reminded him.

Instead, the persistent painting scroll fell from top to bottom, facing Jun Mobai...... For the Tanglin Kingdom, Jun Mobai didn't like it, listening to Gonggong Liu's words, and was about to interrupt.

But, inadvertently, glanced at it.

At the same time, Shangguan Qianqian and Nalan Wanxi, both women, have the heart to see what the first beauty looks like...... The eyes of the three of them looked towards the painting together, and this look was a long time.

From just now, Jun Mobai brushed the scroll, this behavior was obvious, with some insults.

The Tanglin envoys were quite unconvinced.

At this moment, seeing them staring at the picture scroll, his heart calmed down a little, and he was fortunate to witness the face of the county lord of Mingzhu...... It's not an exaggeration to be shocked, thinking so, taking advantage of their distraction.

He looked down at the imperial study until his gaze was fixed on a picture scroll.

"Lord Mingzhu?!"

The Tanglin envoy was shocked and stepped forward quickly.

The next moment, Jun Mobai stepped forward abruptly, staring at the Tanglin envoy with a pair of eyes.

The yin in it is hidden and capable of destroying the world: "You say, who is she?!" ”

The Tanglin envoy was taken aback, because Jun Mobai's body exuded a strong momentum: "Back to the emperor, the woman in this painting is my first beauty in Tanglin, the lord of Mingzhu." ”

At the end, he asked carefully: "Dare to ask, how can the emperor also have a portrait of the lord of Mingzhu?" ”

It stands to reason that this is impossible!

However, the lord of Mingzhu County has been living among the people for many years, even if he is met by someone and paints a few pictures, it is not impossible...... That kind of appearance and talent are destined to be innate and unstoppable bright light.

Shangguan Qianqian was not only surprised by the first beauty, but also had a trace of doubts, as for Nalan Wanxi...... As if he had seen a ghost, his face was mixed with a faint paleness, and he involuntarily took a step backwards.

In the middle of the night, Jun Mobai lowered his eyelids slightly, casting a shadow: "Next month, the birthday of the lord of Tanglin, I should arrive." ”

With the calm words, the palm hidden under the dragon robe seemed to tremble, and returned to the first beauty picture.

The woman in the painting is not the same as the one hanging in the imperial study.

The woman was dressed in red like fire, her long hair was not embellished, and she was half sitting in front of the lake, with charm flowing between her eyebrows...... In comparison with the two paintings, the woman has faded from her youth, with a little bit of maturity.

It's just that the original appearance is still similar.

In the past three years, he has worked hard to find the woman in the painting, stepping on every inch of mountains and rivers.

I never thought that the final result would be presented in front of him in this way...... Tanglin Kingdom, the lord of Mingzhu, good! Very good, I look forward to meeting at the banquet next month!

Hope, live up to the original intention, the woman I found is exactly what was painted on the painting.

Three years ago, what kind of relationship did he have with the woman in the painting, and how did no one remember her later...... He wanted to find her, only in this way could he calm the faint pain that had been in his heart all along.

Coming from afar, carrying the past and present lives.

Finally, I finally had to meet her, and since then three thousand red dusts have been as bright as peach blossoms.

***

From the palace banquet, it has gradually passed, and the excitement has calmed down.

Hua Mingzhu, after the palace banquet, these three words are undoubtedly famous, not only in the palace, but also among the people...... And, as the pearl of the source of everyone's discussion, it is blooming all over the building at this time, by the window on the third floor.

Beside him, snuggled up to the man.

Quietly, looking at the bright moon in the sky, I sighed faintly.

"Tilt it, the envoy of Tanglin, has sent the beauty picture to Nanliang."

Plainly, Mingzhu recounted an incident, hid her hatred, and thought about the next steps.

Suddenly, she turned her eyes sideways and stared at the leaning in front of her: "You say, what will be his reaction when he sees it?" ”

Leanzhi held her shoulder, hiding a little worry in his heart, but he didn't say anything on the surface: "Don't worry, he will come." It's just that he has forgotten the past, and this alone is enough to make use of it. ”

Hearing this, Mingzhu smiled and smiled lowly.

The moonlight scattered all over the place, taking advantage of the glazed white on her body, lingered with a sense of beauty...... Waiting for a day, she waited for a long time, she had closed her mind before, and she had never thought that she would face Jun Mobai with her own eyes.

Now, he forgot about her.

All of them, in an instant, all collapsed, she hated for three years, he forgot for three years...... What kind of pain can make people unforgettable, and they can never forget it again!

"Pour it, I want him to taste all the pain! He forgot me, and I will make you remember, unforgettable......"

Looking down, the lively street market, Mingzhu said coldly, without a trace of emotion.

He was silent, half hugging her.

If he could, he hoped that it would not be Jun Mobai who would lose his memory, but her, at least so that she didn't have to suffer like this...... He looked at her, step by step into the abyss, but there was nothing he could do, all he could do was stay by her side.

"Mingzhu, it's time to go home. Otherwise, people will be suspicious. ”

The two snuggled quietly for a while.

He stared at the hour, reminded him, took Mingzhu's hand, and signaled that it was time to go home...... For more than half a month, Mingzhu has to leave the Regent's Mansion every night and come to Huamanlou.

Often, stay for a long time.

Over time, he will be suspicious, he knows her dependence on him, but he has to face the reality...... Mingzhu was a little reluctant, but half hugged the arm of the tilt, like a child who couldn't eat sugar, with hidden thirst.

Slowly, he lowered his head and imprinted a kiss on her forehead.

She was a little relieved, frowned, and pouted, "Then you wait for me, I'll come back tomorrow." ”

Such words, which I have to hear almost every day, nodded and responded with a smile...... It's the pearl, just took a step, it was thought of something, and it turned back.

Standing on tiptoe, on the lips of the leaning, a dragonfly kissed the water.

The next moment, from the edge of the window, one jumped down, leaning instead of following, just standing in place...... He knew that there was such a person who would appear at this time.

Sure enough, after the pearl went down from the third floor.

There, two horses had already been prepared, and Forsythia was guarding the side.

Seeing Mingzhu coming down, Forsythia was a little ill-intentioned, and stepped forward to laugh and abuse: "Miss, was kicked out by Childe?" ”

In my heart, the son is really true, the master's current reputation has gradually risen, and the people who come to the door every day to propose marriage almost break the threshold, and the son has no sense of crisis at all!

The master clings to him like this, and he never lets him stay.

Mingzhu was silent, and in her heart, she secretly understood that she had always loved her...... She knew that he loved her, but he also knew that she was not yet in love with him.

Even if you haven't fallen in love yet, you just like it.

For the others, she was not the slightest bit tempted.

"Forsythia, are you idle?"

Mingzhu glanced at Forsythia, who smiled and shut up...... It's just that he still stretched out his finger and pointed to the side: "Miss, he's been waiting for you ......"

Forsythia didn't make a sound, but just depicted the words in the shape of her lips.

After a pause, he didn't look back, turned over on the horse, twitched the horsewhip, and left Huamanlou...... Seeing this, Forsythia followed closely behind, and the man in a purple shirt was behind them.

The man in the purple shirt has the cleanest face and clear eyes.

In the past half a month, Mingzhu has come to Huamanlou, and Dongfang Yu has followed behind, seemingly guarding and worrying...... It's just that it is precisely with his existence that he is a little less worried.

Contemplating Mingzhu, Forsythia and Dongfang Yu, the figures of the three gradually disappeared.

Only then did he close his gaze and close the window.

With a faint thought, it flowed in his mind, the first beauty picture has arrived in Nanliang, and Jun Mobai has seen it...... Nanliang and Tanglin have always had a deep friendship, if it is only the birthday of the lord of Tanglin.

Most of the time, Jun Mobai refused to come.

It's just that the picture of the beauty is the reason why he came, and when he came to Tanglin, the old people met each other...... Somehow, there is uneasiness hidden under the heart, and it is somewhat empty.

Liancheng hated Jun Mobai, too much hatred gathered on him.

Thus, blinding a pair of eyes.

In his heart, he secretly felt that the collapse of the Prime Minister's Mansion back then hid a certain hidden secret, if it wasn't for ...... If the murderer wasn't Jun Mobai, he couldn't imagine how painful Liancheng would have been at that time!

Hopefully, everything will settle down.

He only wanted her, well, that's all.

After a long distance, Mingzhu rode all the way to the palace of the regent, and did not stop until he reached the mansion...... From afar, looking at the front of the house, there are a few sedan chairs parked, and it is not too late at this time.

It's just that every afternoon, she poops

It's to the dump.

After staying, it was a long time, and I was worried that the house found out, after all, the dignified county lord, when he arrived at the Huamanlou, his reputation was unreasonable...... Glancing at a few sedan chairs, Mingzhu sneered, dropped the horsewhip, and entered the mansion.

Pro, enter the front of the house.

The light in his eyes seemed to be a casual glance, looking at the back, the figure that followed, and he was bored for no reason...... She thought that she had already said what she needed to say with Dongfang Yu, but he still insisted on waiting.

I don't know how, I don't know the taste.

Mingzhu went straight back to the room, and in the distance, the lights were burning in the room, and his footsteps slowed down...... He closed his eyes slightly, adjusted his thoughts, and then stepped forward to push the door and entered the room.

Inside the room, Mu Ning sat there, holding a pile of clothes.

She had seen it before, it was Mu Ning sewn for Hua Mingzhu, from the clothes she grew up in when she was a child...... With a heartstring, he touched it, and walked forward quickly, under the gaze of the yellow bird and the green willow.

Mingzhu stretched out his hand, and hugged Mu Ning from behind: "Mother, I'm back." ”

Saying this, he turned around and wanted to go to see Mu Ning, only then did he notice that Mu Ning was already crying...... In a panic, he secretly patted Mu Ning's back, faded away from the coldness, and replaced it with tenderness.

"Mother, who messed with you? Don't cry......"

Mu Ning's temperament gradually coincided with Lin Shihan.

Perhaps, she just wants to use Hua Mingzhu's identity, however, in her heart, she feels Mu Ning's warmth...... This is an indescribable feeling, she can feel it, she likes Mu Ning.

She has a motherly feeling.

"Mother is just happy ......"

Mu Ning wiped her tears casually, and said like this...... Instead, on his tear-stained face, he smiled and said, "You're back, are you having fun?" ”

Mingzhu smiled and nodded, and instead took out the handkerchief from his sleeve.

In the handkerchief, wrapped in a small snack: "Mother, you taste it, the dim sum is very sweet......"

"You're like a child......"

Although Mu Ning said this, she still twisted a piece and put it in her mouth...... After a pause, he reached out and stroked Mingzhu's hair, and sighed: "Zhu'er, what do you think of Lord Dongfang?" ”

Mingzhu was stunned, and she sensitively noticed that Mu Ning had something on her mind.

It's just that...... Dongfang Yu?

put the snacks aside, and smiled faintly: "Prime Minister Dongfang, it's good." Mother, why are you asking this all of a sudden? ”

It's okay not to ask, but when I asked Mu Ning's tears, they fell again: "It's not your father yet!" It's only been a long time since you went home, and those people came to the door to propose, and your father moved his mind......"

After a pause, he was afraid that Mingzhu would think more, and then said: "Naturally, Zhu'er doesn't have to be afraid, my mother is here!" My mother has already told your father that the person needs to marry you, otherwise, he has no power and forcibly lets you marry......"

Listening to these words, Mingzhu frowned slightly.

She knew that after the palace banquet, there was really an endless stream of people who came to the door every day to propose marriage, but she avoided them one by one...... It's just that, according to her age, she is eighteen, and Hua Mingzhu is older than her.

According to age, in ancient times, it was indeed time to marry.

It's just that she never thought it would be so fast.

It stands to reason that if she guessed correctly, the reason why Chinese businessmen gave beauty pictures to the Northern Desert and Southern Liang was not just a gift...... Vaguely, with a slight sense of affection, she can't be sure, but she can't rule it out.

So, what does Hua Feng mean, how should you guess?

"Mother, don't cry! I'm fine, but I don't know who my father wants me to marry? ”

Mingzhu smiled and said a word of relief, and there was already a vague answer in her heart.

Just now, Mu Ning had already asked, and most of the answers were not bad.

"Zhu'er, although your father has the intention to let you marry, not everyone can do it! Among these proposers, Lord Dongfang is also among them, and your father thinks he is good......"

Mingzhu wiped her tears for Mu Ning, and Mu Ning said as scheduled.

"Zhu'er, what do you think? Lord Dongfang, I came in the afternoon, and my mother talked to him, and he said that he would like to marry you only in his life. Look, he really likes you......"