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No one spoke, and the heartbeat of the person in his arms was clear to his ears.

Mu Lianxiao's thin lips pressed against Du Yunluo's long hair, and slowly tightened the hand that was holding her waist.

In my ears was what Du Yunluo had just said.

Mu Lianxiao didn't think there was anything wrong with the wording, but it was because it was appropriate, and the sadness in Du Yunluo's tone made his heart flutter all of a sudden.

For example, a solitary leaf fell on the calm water, not like a falling rock stirring up a thousand waves, but undulating with the wind to ripple in circles.

Alone......

Mu Lianxiao's breath was suffocated.

It was the first time he had seen Du Yunluo like this, whether she was laughing, annoyed or crying in the past, she was so vivid.

All of a sudden, so vulnerable, because of insecurity......

"Yunluo......" Mu Lianxiao called her in a low voice.

Du Yunluo didn't look up, and responded sullenly.

The fine and dense breath sprayed on his chest, even through the fabric, it was still clear.

There was a bit of heat in the chest.

Mu Lianxiao's eyes sank, she first understood the affairs of men and women, her body was very keen, and the picture of stealing incense in the morning flashed in her mind, almost instantly, it was the blood surging.

But Mu Lianxiao didn't move, he suppressed all his charming thoughts, and just hugged Du Yunluo quietly.

Compared to the bed, what his Yunluo needed now was a warm embrace.

It is not easy for a bride to be a bride, and it is not easy to enter a completely unfamiliar mansion overnight, and to accept so many people who have never been seen before.

Du Yunluo and Jiang Yunuan are different.

Jiang Yunuan has lived in the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion for several years, and she knows everything here clearly, but Du Yunluo, she is different.

Mu Lianxiao remembers very well that when he met Du Yunluo for the first time, she injured her foot, and Zhen's "long and short" circled around her, obviously not a child, she is still the pearl of Zhen's palm.

When she was in Tongcheng, Mu Lianxiao met the Zhen family, whether it was Mrs. Hou or her uncle and aunt, their love for Du Yunluo was beyond words.

I heard that Du Yunluo's favor in front of Du Gongfu and Mrs. Xia is as good as that of the Zhen family.

Such a pampered girl who grew up leaving her familiar mother's home and integrating into a strange in-law's house is not an overnight thing.

It's normal for her to be upset.

Mu Lianxiao thought so.

The two hugged quietly for a long time, and Du Yunluo finally adjusted from those bad emotions and raised her eyes to look at Mu Lianxiao.

Looking at each other, their dark eyes reflected each other, Du Yunluo's mind moved, she raised her head and pecked Mu Lianxiao's jaw, and said, "Mother said, let you take me around the backyard." ”

Mu Lianxiao pinched the tip of her nose and said with a smile: "It's up to you." ”

The outside of the house is not as good as the inside, and the cold wind blowing in February is still very cold.

Du Yunluo held a hand stove and followed Mu Lianxiao around.

seemed to be walking aimlessly, but Du Yunluo had her own thoughts, and slowly walked around to the courtyard where she lived in her old age.

A small courtyard located in the remote corner of the backyard of the Marquis of Dingyuan's mansion.

is different from when Du Yunluo lived here decades later, when she still had a few maids and wives by her side, bringing some popularity to the small courtyard, and at this time, the courtyard door was half-closed, and only an old woman sweeping the floor was left.

Mu Lianxiao took Du Yunluo's hand and explained: "A few years ago, Aunt Qiao lived here, and she refused to live with her grandmother, saying that the two were facing each other, which added tears. ”

Du Yunluo nodded slowly.

Aunt Qiao is Mu Yuan'an's aunt, she has always been respectful and kind to Mrs. Wu, and she also lived in Baijie Hall.

Mu Yuanan died in battle, Aunt Qiao's white-haired man sent the black-haired man, her body collapsed suddenly, and she was sick in Baijietang, who knew that the old marquis was also shrouded in horse leather.

Aunt Qiao has a gentle temperament, and she doesn't want to cry in front of the old lady, so she invited herself to move here.

In the late autumn of two years ago, she didn't survive it.

These are all things that Du Yunluo heard from people in the past, and there was a sigh in his words.

"The mother who stayed inside is ......," Du Yunluo asked.

Mu Lianxiao said: "She used to serve Aunt Qiao, and Yuzhu, she was also working in Aunt Qiao's house." ”

Du Yunluo was stunned, she still wanted to pick an opportunity to ask about the origin of Yuzhu, how could she know what was wrong, but she would know it now.

This is also reasonable, if Yuzhu did not have the experience of serving her master closely, it would be impossible for her to become the big girl in Shaoxi Garden in one fell swoop.

Leaving the small courtyard, I went to the ancestral hall again.

Du Yunluo stood in front of the ancestral hall, looking at the layers of tablets inside, with mixed feelings.

It was different from what she had seen in her previous life.

She lived to be seventy years old in the past, and she saw that the people in this mansion had become the names of the ancestral hall one by one, and Mu Lianxiao's tablet was also among them, and she could find it at a glance.

And now, she can't find it, and she doesn't want to find it at all.

In this life, she will not let him be offered to the ancestral hall early, just as she will not let a chastity archway be erected in front of the ancestral hall.

"Yunluo," Mu Lianxiao turned her head to look at her, "It's been an afternoon, how many places can you remember?" ”

Du Yunluo rolled her eyes and smiled: "I'm going to walk here for the rest of my life, and sooner or later I will remember, you tell me about the old marquis, talk about your father." ”

The phrase "for a lifetime" slipped through the tip of his tongue and fell into Mu Lianxiao's heart, and his heart was soft in an instant.

Qinghui's eyes were shining, and he talked about the past.

Du Yunluo listened carefully.

In the past, she was dissatisfied with this marriage, and she didn't think about getting to know the old marquis and the Mu Yuance brothers at all.

By the time she understood that a heart had been given to Mu Lianxiao, she could no longer listen to Mu Lianxiao tell about his grandfather, father, and uncles in his memory.

When she knew the truth and wanted to go back and sort out the old things, Du Yunluo realized that she couldn't seem to ask anyone.

Those servants who had seen the old marquis and Mu Yuance's brothers all asked Lian and Jiang Yunuan to be released from the mansion in the past few decades, and they died one after another.

And now, she can listen to Mu Lianxiao with her own ears.

The two talked and walked at the same time, and when they arrived at Baijietang, Mrs. Wu had just taken a nap and got up.

Basho led the two inside.

Mrs. Wu sat cross-legged on the Luohan bed and said with a smile: "It's a coincidence. ”

Mu Lianxiao sat down on the chair and said, "I took Yunluo around the house and told her about my grandfather." ”

"Really?" Old Taijun Wu looked at Du Yunluo, "Why did you ask about the old marquis?" ”

Du Yunluo pursed her lips and smiled: "I heard that when the prince was a child, he learned martial arts with the old marquis. ”

Old Taijun Wu understood as soon as she heard it, and said with a smile: "Do you want to know, what kind of old man taught Lian Xiao?" Old marquis, straightforward, serious, and resolute, he is never afraid for the sake of the territory and the people. ”

Du Yunluo's throat was astringent, and she lowered her eyes, not daring to let Mrs. Wu see her emotions.

That is the old marquis in the eyes of Mrs. Wu, and it is also Mu Lianxiao in her eyes.

With the same blood, Mu Lianxiao deserves to have grown up in front of the old marquis.

Du Yunluo also heard the pride in Mrs. Wu's words.

She was envious.

She thought that if fifty or sixty years later, her grandchildren and great-grandchildren came to ask her what kind of person Mu Lianxiao was, she could answer like this.

Her own grandchildren, her own great-grandchildren.

(To be continued.) )