Jiang Siyan looked at Yan Xiaoyue's back, but when he opened his mouth to shout, he closed it again, hanging his head dejectedly, and his eyes were unpredictable.

Today there was a temptation for him to turn this matter, but unfortunately he only guessed the beginning but not the result.

Mu Zigui's feelings for Yan Xiaoyue have always been like a stalk in Jiang Siyan's throat, don't look at the fact that he doesn't stop the two from coming and going on weekdays, it's because he has a self-confidence, believing that since Yan Xiaoyue is married to him, the heart will be his sooner or later.

And in the eyes of him, a bystander, Yan Xiaoyue is likely to be just a brother and sister affection for Mu Zigui, but Yan Xiaoyue is a person who values feelings, so he cherishes Mu Zigui, the eldest brother of his childhood sweetheart, very much.

When she first married into Jiang's mansion, Yan Xiaoyue called Muzigui to her eldest brother, and when she heard that title, Jiang Siyan had a pure sense of happiness in her heart, and felt that Yan Xiaoyue had given up her feelings for Muzigui.

But later, Yan Xiaoyue shouted that Chengzi returned to his brother, Jiang Siyan's loss in his heart was nowhere to be spoken, and he couldn't stop it, he was deeply afraid of Mu Zigui, because this man was by Yan Xiaoyue's side in the years when he didn't appear.

Even if Qi Anning appeared later, he was not so worried, Jiang Siyan still understood a little about Yan Xiaoyue's gentle appearance and strong personality, and asked her to be a concubine and share a man with other women, such a thing would not happen at all, not to mention that entering the palace meant that there was only a small courtyard in the circle of life in the future, so there was no reason for Qi Anning to impress Yan Xiaoyue.

knew that Yan Xiaoyue loved freedom and did not want to be restrained, so he moved to Jinyuan and overhauled the side door, just to facilitate her access.

knew that Yan Xiaoyue loved to sleep lazily and didn't want to settle down in the morning and dusk, so he strongly rejected his grandmother, and only needed to go to ask for peace on the fifteenth day of the new year, just to let Yan Xiaoyue live the comfortable life she wanted.

knew that Mu Zigui had been watching and delaying outside, so every time Yan Xiaoyue's birthday, he would prepare in advance. People are taken away secretly early in the morning, just to reduce the chances of them meeting.

Knowing that Qi Anning always paid attention to Yan Xiaoyue, he refused to cooperate with the Internal Affairs Office many times, but in the end he got in touch.

This qiē is a qiē. How many hands and feet did he do in secret, how much manpower and material resources he spent, I'm afraid that he is the only one who has been the master of the dark department in the past dynasties, right? Most of the dark part was placed in Jinyuan, just to monitor the two ginkgo trees. Does Yan Xiaoyue know all these things? Will she be considerate?

remembered Yan Xiaoyue's indifferent expression. For a while, Jiang Siyan was disheartened, and went in the direction of the study with heavy steps-

On the Qinghe River, the sun sets, sprinkling a piece of orange, warming the lonely hearts of the wanderers.

Mu Zigui was dressed in a cyan robe, standing on the deck, the wet wind on the river surface blew, and he brought up his robe and robe, making a burst of rustling sounds.

Ruya looked at Mu Zigui's back from behind. For such an arrogant person, it should be harmonious to have her by her side.

"Mu Gongzi, the night breeze is cool, be careful of your body."

Muzi turned his head, looked at the smile in front of him, and smiled slightly, "Why are you here?" The tone was unprecedentedly gentle.

Ruya's eyes flashed with a hint of joy, and she said coquettishly: "Dinner is almost ready, and I saw that my son had not returned to the room before I came out to look for it." Childe enjoyed it so much that he enjoyed the beautiful sunset. "The tone of the speech is very different from what it used to be.

A trace of memory flashed on Mu Zigui's face. It's as if someone else had said it.

When Ruya saw it, she panicked and hurriedly said, "Childe, let's go back." After saying that, he took a step forward. Prepare to help people go.

Mu Zigui came back to his senses, avoided the right side, and said hurriedly: "I happen to be a little hungry, go back quickly." ”

After saying that, he walked up, but there seemed to be a hole in his heart, recently. He was always in a daze, his mind was blank, as if he had forgotten so many things, and he didn't even know where he was going.

Ruya bit the corner of her mouth and glared at the back of the slightly wolf bèi with hatred, her fists clenched, and she took a deep breath for a while, spit out a long time, and a smile tugged at the corner of her mouth, and followed.

The tone was relaxed: "Today, the boat lady made us crucian carp stewed tofu, and the soup was boiled white, and it smelled fragrant." ”

Mu Zigui breathed a sigh of relief, "Just eat more incense, I see that your taste is not very good these two days." ”

Ruya nodded with a smile, but saw that Mu Zigui didn't look back, and hurriedly said, "Well, I will eat more, and I will use more when I meet the son." ”

Back in the cabin, a plate of braised fish, a pot of soup, and a small plate of pickles were already placed on the table of the Eight Immortals in the room. The fish soup is really as Ruya said, the soup is thick and white and the aroma is compelling.

At night, Mu Zigui slept groggyly, and the same face kept flashing in his dreams, either laughing or angry, so familiar but he couldn't remember who that stunning woman was. opened his mouth to ask but couldn't make a sound, so he could only secretly anxious and struggle.

Suddenly awakened by a popping sound of wings, he sat up suddenly, wiped the sweat on his forehead, sighed, turned his head to look out the window, wondering what time it would be, but saw a snow-white pigeon standing there, making a low "cooing" sound.

With such a familiar picture, Mu Zigui stepped forward directly, taking advantage of the moonlight to carefully look at the pigeon of unknown origin, but saw that it had a small bamboo tube tied to its right foot, and reflexively reached out to the hand, and the pigeon immediately flew over and stopped at Mu Zigui's outstretched hand.

Mu Zigui was stunned and motionless, and the pigeon "cooed" again, and even jumped a few times, as if signaling Mu Zigui to quickly untie the things tied to his feet.

Mu Zigui finally moved, first lit the oil lamp, and then slowly and skillfully untied the bamboo tube, took out the paper that was rolled into a small tube and unfolded it, unfamiliar handwriting, familiar name: Zigui, the ginkgo tree disappeared, Yueniang is in danger, be careful as Ya, return quickly.

"Ginkgo, Yueniang."

"Yueniang," Mu Zigui felt that such a name was extremely familiar, as if he had read it thousands of times, but he couldn't remember who this Yueniang was.

"Quick return? Return? Where to go? ”

After thinking for a while, he sat at the desk, picked up a pen and wrote two sentences, still stuffed into a bamboo tube and tied to the feet of carrier pigeons.

The carrier pigeon shouted at Mu Zigui again, Mu Zigui smiled slightly, pulled down the purse he was carrying, took out a pill the size of a soybean from one of the small porcelain bottles and handed it to the pigeon's mouth, and the carrier pigeon pecked it into his mouth as soon as he lowered his head.

Mu Zigui smiled again, raised his hand and gently touched the white and supple feathers of the carrier pigeon, the carrier pigeon spread its wings and flew away from the window when it came, and in the blink of an eye, only a small white dot disappeared into the sky.

"Still so well-behaved." Speaking of Yin Gang, Mu Zigui was also stunned, how can he seem to be extremely proficient in this pigeon? (To be continued.) )