The national teacher turned his face away and walked back slowly.

Mu Lingluo breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and was about to leave.

Suddenly, the national teacher said again: "Wait." ”

Mu Lingluo was stunned for a moment, his feet staggered, and his heart was raised, "Yes." ”

"You don't have to be afraid. I just want you to go out and don't mention it to anyone. Even if it's Amo, I don't want him to know, okay? "The tone of the national teacher is not a command, but a consultative tone.

Mu Lingluo was stunned, his eyebrows and eyes drooped, and he probably understood. Even if the national teacher calculated her, in the end, he still valued Su Zimo more, although he always said that he and Su Zimo were not masters and apprentices, but he still didn't want to disappoint Su Zimo in his heart.

No matter how cold-hearted he is, no matter how cold he looks, Mu Lingluo feels that he is still the national teacher who was indifferent but soft-hearted when she first met.

He just likes duplicity.

"Well, I promise you." Mu Ling bowed his head and replied in a low voice.

The national teacher's eyebrows stretched slightly, "Thank you, Ah Luo." ”

Mu Lingluo shook his head, "National Teacher, in fact, you have always been the good person I think in my mind. With that, she walked out quickly.

Hearing this, the national teacher heard the sound of her footsteps walking away, he slowly squatted down, reached out and touched the girl in the cold jade ice coffin, and a bitter smile rose at the corner of his mouth, "Sheng'er, you see, after I have done so much, she actually said that I am a good person, it is really ridiculous......" He couldn't help but raise his hand, against his eyebrows, and covered his eyes, "Obviously, I am going to take her child, this child...... It's like you at the beginning, pure and cute. ”

By the end, his throat was a little astringent.

"It's stupid. Sometimes, I really envy Amo's ......"

He leaned on the cold coffin, his eyes slightly closed, and this angle often allowed him to get closer to her, just like the two of them once lay on the green ground where the grass warbler flew, "Sheng'er, you wait a little longer, soon, you will wake up." I just can't hold on anymore, it's been sixty years...... I don't even know how to get through it. Sixty years is enough time for the lake to dry up and the stones to crumble into dust, but I, still the same as before, sometimes I feel really terrible......"

His fingers pressed against the coffin, and his slender fingers were clearer and more crystal clear than the cold jade coffin.

"Please wait!"

……

After Mu Lingluo walked out of the delicate bamboo and wooden house, he still didn't stop until he reached the exit of the bamboo forest, and when he looked back, the bamboo house was no longer visible, and only some outlines could be faintly seen.

Standing lonely in the middle of the bamboo, just like a national teacher, even if he is in the middle of the city, he always carries that indelible loneliness.

In fact, Mu Lingluo really admired the national teacher.

He didn't seem to like the people in red that much, but almost every time she saw him, he was dressed as blood-red. In the past, she didn't understand what it meant, but it wasn't until she saw the girl in the cold jade coffin that she suddenly woke up.

This young girl in a wedding dress must have been gone when they were newly married, and in the next sixty years, the national teacher was dressed in red, and just like that, she never left his side.

This pair of beautiful people, no matter how you look at it, is a very good match.

But Heaven is always cruel.

Mu Lingluo stopped for a long time, and then suddenly turned around and left.

Forsythia looked for Mu Lingluo everywhere, and when she saw her return at this moment, she breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly greeted her, "My princess, where have you been?" If you have a case, the slave and the maid are really guilty of death, and the prince will definitely skin the slave and the maid. ”

When Mu Lingluo heard this, he couldn't help but raise his lips and smile, "I know, it's me who is not good." Where is Amo as exaggerated as you say, okay, let's go back! ”

Qiu Wanyan saw that she was safe and sound, so she breathed a sigh of relief and asked someone to withdraw the people looking for her, "It's good that the princess is fine, Sister Forsythia is in a hurry!" ”

"It's that I feel a little bored, and I went around the front, but it made you anxious." Mu Lingluo apologized, "It's not too early now, let's go first!" ”

Qiu Wanyan looked at the closed door, sighed, and nodded.

"Okay."

After Mu Ling came back, he went to see Su Zimo first.

Su Zimo's injuries are now slowly improving, but due to the instructions and suppression of Mu Lingluo and the imperial doctor, he can't get out of bed now, and can only rest and recuperate every day. Now, he took the book of war in his hand, sat on the bed and watched it carefully, the sunlight pouring in through the half-open window, infiltrating his picturesque and delicate eyebrows, and in a trance there seemed to be an elf jumping.

"Leave it there!" Su Zimo heard the footsteps, frowned lightly, turned the page without raising his head, and said coldly.

Hearing this, Mu Lingluo raised her eyebrows slightly, glanced at the table on the side, and saw that there was a full medicine bowl on it, and the slightly raised arc of her mouth couldn't help but droop slightly, "What?" I don't look at you anymore now, and you won't drink it? ”

"Aluo?" Su Zimo was startled, raised his eyes, and saw Mu Lingluo standing upright, his eyes flickered, "You, you're back so soon." ”

He thought she would have to wait until dinner to come back, but he didn't expect it to be so early.

Mu Ling grimaced, shouted to Biluo to come in and take the medicine bowl to heat it, and then walked over, snatched the book in his hand, and threw it aside, "What, I can't come back sooner?" I knew that if I wasn't there, you wouldn't be able to use medicine. I can't take good care of my body, you're not a child anymore, why are you still so willful? If the child in my womb is like you in the future, I will definitely beat him a few times. ”

Su Zimo was a little weak-hearted, "I, don't I feel that my body is almost better?" Besides, I think I can get out of bed, the master is cured, and I'm okay now......"

"What do you mean it's okay?" Mu Lingluo raised his voice, "You almost lost your life at the beginning. It's not like the wound doesn't hurt and it's fine, do you know how much blood you bled at the time? This replenishment of blood and qi has to be done slowly, not overnight. If you don't cooperate like this, I'll tell you, let's sleep in separate rooms when we go back. I don't care about you anymore! ”

When Su Zimo heard this, he hurriedly grabbed her who was about to get up, "Don't, Ah Luo." I, I listen to you. It's not like I'm tired of the soup all day long these days. ”