The moonlight tonight is not good, the clouds overlap, the moonlight flickers on and off, and the light and shadow are mottled and the rhyme is walking alone in the garden full of fragrant flowers. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

In the huge mansion, strange flowers and flowers abound, and this small courtyard lives near the water, and one side of the path is full of tulips, which is the flowering period at this time, full of snow-white flowers the size of a bowl. The whole yard is full of fragrance.

Zi Yu doesn't like this flower much, there is a poem called "blooming to the flowers", once the Tu is over, the whole spring will also dissipate, so that the flowers bloom at the end, always make people have an inexplicable sadness, and today she is indeed in a bad mood.

Originally, Mu Junwang's death did not touch her so much, although she had also been in contact with him for a while, Mu Junwang treated her very gently and elegantly, and never wronged her, but she did not have a good impression of Mu Junwang. It is difficult for a person who can be ungrateful for the sake of power, and who can abandon his wife and children, to make people feel good.

However, today, just now, she heard the conversation between the third aunt and the fifth young grandmother. Her words were so desperate and lifeless that she felt inexplicable sadness in her heart. Think about decades of life, calculating and calculating, and in the end, it has not turned into a handful of loess? What's the point?

I think that back then, the iron cavalry of the Yuan Dynasty traveled all over the Middle Yuan Dynasty and swept through Eastern Europe, but in the end, Genghis Khan died, and there was not only one coffin to stay? What about the high position of power? After all, it can't stop the fact of birth, old age, sickness and death.

It is really "success or failure turns empty", success, but also turned into soil, failure, also turned into soil.

Her heart fluctuated alone, and she saw the sparkling water surface under the hazy moonlight, and the flowers floated down the water one by one. Ziyu has only seen someone put a river lantern, and has never seen someone put flowers into the water, so I can't help but want to go upstream to see who is so sentimental.

Before she could walk over, she heard a melodious flute sound. If it is a Western musical instrument, Zi Song has been exposed to some, and she plays the piano very well, but she doesn't know what the flute music is, she only feels very melodious and pleasant, but there is a bit of sadness in this pleasant ear.

Ziyu turned around a clump of bamboos, and saw a flute player standing by the river. Mu Junyao wore a moon-white robe today, which reflected the moonlight. Although the moonlight was not beautiful tonight, it also reflected the rippling light and shadow in the water.

As if sensing someone behind him, the sound of the flute stopped abruptly, Mu Junyao turned around and looked at Ziyu: "Why did a person come here?" ”

Ziyu smiled: "Now we are not two people?" ”

Mu Junyao smiled: "In the past, when the fifth child was not dead, I wanted to strangle him with my own hands, but now that he is really dead, I am not happy, why do you say this?" ”

Zi Yu's heart also felt so empty, and for a while, she couldn't speak. The two stood opposite each other like this, and after a moment she asked, "When are you going to leave?" ”

Mu Junyao sighed: "Originally, I wanted to delay it a little longer, but the seventh brother said that if it was delayed any longer, the Jiangnan area would enter the rainy season, and the climate in Junzhou was more humid and hot, and there was miasma in the mountains, so it was better to leave sooner rather than later, probably in the next two days." ”

Zi Yu nodded and said, "I'll practice it for you when the time comes." ”

"No need, I will set off with the army, and when the time comes, Brother Qi will go to the barracks for us to practice." When he said this, his eyes fell on Ziyu like a melting moonlight, with a faint warmth, but not scorching.

Zi Yu was silent.

After a while, Mu Junyao said again: "In case I can't come back......"

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zi Yu bluntly: "Nonsense! ”

Mu Junyao laughed: "In case, I mean in case ......"

"No whatever!"

"Well, no in case!" Mu Junyao smiled indulgently, he wanted to raise his hand to touch her hair, but he hesitated for a long time and didn't take action after all.

When he came out, he unexpectedly saw Mu Junyan standing alone outside the small courtyard, and Ziyu walked over: "Why are you here too?" ”

Under the moonlight, Mu Junyan's expression was calm and unwavering, and he couldn't see his joy or anger, he said indifferently: "Such a mournful flute, if it weren't for the heavily guarded Shuai Mansion, I'm afraid that today's guests will be attracted here." ”

Mu Junyao pursed his lips, not caring about Mu Junyan's ridicule. He held the flute in his hand and spun it quickly, whistled the tune just now, and walked past Mu Junyan in a dashing manner.

Mu Junyan said: "It's cold at night, I'll send you back." He said as he took off his suit and draped it over Azusa's shoulders.

"Okay." His suit was very large, and it could cover most of her body when wrapped around Ziyu.

Mu Junyan's voice was very low and gentle: "He is just dissatisfied in his heart, thinking that after I deal with the fifth child, he will be the next one, and he will hurt him and so on." ”

Zi Yu was shocked: "Will it?" ”

Mu Junyan didn't answer directly, but just stared at her side face with interest for a long time, until her face flushed, and then said, "Do you think I will?" ”

Ziyu was stunned for a moment, and instinctively said, "No." ”

"Oh? Why? ”

"There's no why." Zi Yu raised his head, met his slightly burning gaze, and said firmly: "You are not Mu Junwang. ”

The smile in Mu Junyan's eyes deepened, and he reached out and touched Ziyu's head: "You're right, I'm not him!" ”

Ziyu laughed, and inexplicably quieted down in her heart, and the abrupt emotions just now dissipated in an instant, she thought about it and said, "I just think that the fifth young grandmother is a little pitiful." ”

"Fifth sister-in-law?" Mu Junyan seemed to be a little surprised, she would mention the fifth young grandmother at this time. He pondered for a moment and said, "If she wants, I can send her abroad." ”

Ziyu raised her eyes suddenly, and then she was surprised, after all, the fifth young grandmother is Mu Junwang's widow, and the husband and wife still have a hundred days.

Mu Junyan seemed to guess what she was thinking, and said softly: "Don't worry, since I dare to do this, it must be foolproof." ”

Ziyu nodded. Indeed, Mu Junyan never does things that he is not sure of, even if he was on the cruise ship last year, he seemed to be sure that he could win.

"I'll send you back to rest."

The Marshal's Mansion is not far from Commander Yang's Mansion, and I don't know why, Mu Junyan didn't let people drive, but walked slowly with Ziyu. The dim gas street lamps stretched the figures of the two for a long time, and the occasional rickshaw passed by on the street, all in a hurry.

Soon arrived at the side gate of the small courtyard where Ziyu lived.

"Rumor!" Mu Junyan shouted.

"Huh?" Azusa turned to look at him.

"What do you see is that?" He pointed to something.

Ziyu turned to look, and suddenly a soft and warm touch fell on the corner of her forehead, as if a feather was brushed on it, crispy and itchy.

(To be continued.) )