Early the next morning, the carriage drove out of the palace of the Marquis of Dingyuan and headed for the city gate. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Even if it was lightly armed, there were four carriages in front and behind.

Jiuxi didn't ride a horse, but sat on the edge of the handlebar, looking around with a pair of eyes.

It was the first time he had been back that far away, and although he hadn't left the city yet, he was already excited.

Mingliu, who was riding on horseback, laughed at him on the side, and Jiuxi ignored it.

Seeing that it was close to the city gate, Jiuxi saw Yunqi under the city wall.

He hurriedly turned around and said goodbye to Mu Lianxiao through the curtain.

Mu Lianxiao opened the curtain window, poked her head out to take a look, and then let the carriage lean towards Yunqi.

Yunqi greeted him outside the car, and a person came out of the sedan chair beside him, it was Jin Ling with a big belly.

"She knew that Madame was leaving today, and she said that she would come and send her off, but she couldn't persuade her." Yunqi said distressedly.

Du Yunluo put on her hat and jumped out of the car.

Jin Ling held Du Yunluo's hand, and her eyes suddenly turned red: "Madam......"

She was reluctant to give up Du Yunluo.

Although he was already married and no longer served by his master's side, Jin Ling felt panicked when he thought that Du Yunluo was going to such a far place.

Jin Ling looked down at his high belly.

The rules in the house are strict, and Yunqi is on an errand in front of Mu Lianxiao, so there is no reason for her to enter the inner courtyard again.

But after leaving Beijing, Du Yunluo lived alone, so she was not so particular, and Jin Ling could be a daughter-in-law to serve.

But she has a big belly, and it is impossible for her to travel far.

Du Yunluo smiled and said, "There are still two or three months to give birth, right?"

Yesterday, the third sister gave birth to a son, and the mother and son are safe.

As for you, don't think so much, whether it's a son or a daughter, take care of your body and give birth to the child smoothly first.

If Yunqi dares to bully you, you will find Gu Fulai's family and ask her to stand up for you. ”

Yun Qi shook his head into a rattle on the side: "Look at what Madame said, sons and daughters are equally good, and slaves don't pick and choose."

You can rest assured, the slave will never bully Jin Ling, otherwise, you don't have to do it with the mother of the ancient family, the mother-in-law and brother-in-law of the slave will smoke the slave first. ”

This word made Jin Ling laugh, there were tears in his eyes, but the corners of his mouth were raised.

Du Yunluo looked relieved, and said softly to Jin Ling: "It's not that I won't come back, you don't want me to come back, my grandfather, grandmother, father, mother-in-law, aunt, aunt...... There are so many people urging me to come back. ”

Jin Ling laughed: "The slave and maid are waiting for the lady to come back, you can rest assured, you explain the matter of the slave and maid, and the slave and maid will keep it in mind." ”

Du Yunluo nodded with satisfaction, she just liked Jinling's transparency.

After saying goodbye to Jin Ling, the carriage slowly drove out of the capital.

At the end of January, the weather was still cold.

It was still warm in the carriage, but there was still snow that had not melted next to the official road, so it was not very fast.

Mu Lianxiao didn't deliberately hurry, she mostly stayed at the inn at night, so Du Yunluo was not as tired as when she rushed to Tongcheng before.

It's just that the road to Xuancheng is much farther than to Tongcheng.

After doing this for half a month, Du Yunluo was also a little unbearable, but fortunately, the scenery along the way was completely different from the scenery she had seen before, and she looked at it from time to time for a while, so that the journey was not boring.

The spring cold is steep, and suddenly there are snowflakes.

Mu Lianxiao and Du Yunluo were blocked in the post house by the heavy snow, and after resting for three days, Du Yunluo finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as it was dawn that day, Du Yunluo opened her eyes.

There was nothing around him, and Mu Lianxiao had already gotten up to practice.

Du Yunluo summoned Jinrui to freshen up and change her clothes, and said, "Is it still snowing outside?" ”

"It's a little smaller than the previous two days." Jin Rui was quick with her hands and feet, combing her hair while replying.

Du Yunluo put on a snow coat, held the hand stove, and walked out of the house.

There are no guests in the inn, only their family lives, and their life is convenient for these two days.

Mu Lianxiao practiced boxing in the yard, and it was obviously a snowy day, but he still practiced sweating.

Du Yunluo stared at him with wide eyes, Mu Lianxiao's sassy and heroic posture when she practiced, she couldn't get tired of looking at it.

Mu Lianxiao noticed Du Yunluo, he paused, and beckoned to Jiuxi, who was standing under the corridor and moving his muscles.

When Jiuxi ran over, Mu Lianxiao whispered a few words to him, and Jiuxi trotted away.

Du Yunluo looked curiously.

After a while, Jiuxi returned, holding a spear in his hand, and when it was erected, it was much taller than him.

He threw the spear to Mu Lianxiao.

Mu Lianxiao raised his hand and caught it.

Du Yunluo's eyes lit up.

The courtyard of Shaoxi Garden is not small, but it still can't be used when dancing with a gun, Mu Lianxiao once responded to Du Yunluo, and she will definitely take her with her when she goes to the school to practice marksmanship in the future, but unfortunately she has no chance this year.

The courtyard of the post house is spacious, there are not so many flower bonsai, and there are no maids and women who do things, so Mu Lianxiao is about to dance with a gun.

Du Yunluo, he really remembers.

She knew that Mu Lianxiao would not forget, but it was one thing to know, and it was another thing to really see it.

Du Yunluo was overjoyed.

The slender silver spear was a head taller than the tall Mu Lianxiao, and he held the spear and swung it twice, and the body of the spear was raised.

Mu Lianxiao's horse steps are sturdy, and every movement is extremely powerful, and he is vigorous.

At first, Du Yunluo's eyes could still keep up, but when Mu Lianxiao danced faster and faster, she was completely dizzy, and she only felt that the silver light of the spear body was shining in front of her eyes.

The flashing marksmanship is like a white snake spitting out letters, and it is like a dragon out of the water.

The spear flew up and down, like a pear blossom, and with Mu Lianxiao's movements, all the snowflakes fluttering around him swept away, and an enchantment seemed to be formed between heaven and earth.

Du Yunluo couldn't understand the good or bad, but she was completely attracted by the marksmanship, and she looked at it without blinking, for fear of missing it.

Mu Lianxiao practiced very seriously, and when he went into battle to kill the enemy, he rarely used his bare hands, most of them held weapons, and he preferred spears.

His marksmanship was taught by the old marquis when he was alive.

At that time, he was still young and couldn't dance a spear, so the old marquis found a wooden stick from the firewood room and gave it to him.

As the height increased, the wooden stick in his hand became longer and longer, and by the time Mu Lianxiao could dance the real gun, the old marquis was no longer there.

This gun was used by Mu Yuance, and he was still holding it in his hand when he died in battle, and he was moved back by his own soldiers, and now he is accompanying Mu Lianxiao.

In the future, he will definitely pass on the marksmanship of the Mu family to his son.

After Mu Lianxiao finished dancing, he evened out his breath, and when he saw Du Yunluo looking at him intently, he stepped forward and asked her with a smile, "Is it good-looking?" ”

Du Yunluo's eyes were as bright as jewels: "It's beautiful." ”

Mu Lianxiao smiled even more, bent down close to her, and whispered in Du Yunluo's ear: "Is the marksmanship good-looking, or the person who dances the gun is good-looking?" ”

Breathing on the earlobe, like a whisper, Du Yunluo's ears were hot, as if they had been burned by fire.

She snorted softly: "Good-looking, you're the best-looking." ”

After Du Yunluo finished speaking, she turned around and hid back in the house, leaving Mu Lianxiao alone, holding the silver gun, smiling brightly, and even this cold winter day was dyed with warmth. (To be continued.) )