Liang Xia nodded towards Song Lingyu, and couldn't help but admire it a little in his heart. is worthy of being the eldest daughter of the right prime minister's house, she is young but can handle things without being surprised, and she will definitely be a person who will do great things in the future!

Mu Xiaoyu watched everyone withdraw their troops and took everyone back to the cottage.

After that, Song Lingyu didn't zaijian Mu Xiaoyu, and later she knew that Mu Xiaoyu was observing whether there were still people from the imperial court nearby, as well as the losses caused by the imperial court in the past few days.

Ten days later, Song Lingyu suddenly heard a faint sound of Xiao, she was slightly stunned, who would blow the flute in the middle of the night? She looked out the window, but she couldn't resist the curiosity after all.

Some time ago, Song Lingyu found Mu Xiaoyu and told him that she would not run away, Mu Xiaoyu thought for a long time and stopped Mu Qian's vigil, after all, Mu Qian is a woman, and she will be unbearable to look at Song Lingyu's body day and night. In addition, now that the imperial court has withdrawn troops, there is no need to watch it as closely as some time ago.

However, she knew that although Mu Xiaoyu had withdrawn Mu Qian, she would definitely not let down her vigilance, as long as there was a little wind and grass, he would get up immediately, after all, she was now the only hostage in their hands.

When you open the door, you can faintly hear the sound of the flute. Song Lingyu slowly walked in the direction of Xiao Sheng, that direction was the back mountain where there were few people, and she was afraid, because this was the territory of Phoenix Cottage, and no one would come here to blow the flute idle. After walking for a long time, the sound of the flute is no longer faint, but very clear. Because it was the beginning of the month, she didn't really see it. The silhouette of the man could only be faintly seen through the light.

It should be a man, and he was sitting on a large rock at this time, so that the weeds nearly half a person tall could not stop him.

The sound of the flute is tactful, but there is an inexplicable sadness.

Song Lingyu was a little curious, what kind of person is this?

There was a cold wind in the night, which blew the man's hair, and the hair flew gently in the air, adding to the feeling of unreality.

Song Lingyu looked a little intrigued, she took a few steps forward, wanting to see who that person was, but she didn't want the grass under her feet to make a sound.

"Who?!" The man on the stone turned and stared at the man standing there looking at him.

Although the moonlight was unclear, Song Lingyu could hear from his voice that he was Mu Xiaoyu. "It's me, Song Lingyu."

Mu Xiaoyu put his mind down slightly and said, "It's so late, Miss Song can't rest well, what are you doing when you come out?" ”

Song Lingyu met his gaze: "I just can't sleep, I heard someone blowing a flute outside, so I just came out to take a look." ”

Mu Xiaoyu slowly put down the flute and said, "It's windy at night, Miss Song should go back, so as not to catch a cold." ”

Song Lingyu spread her hands indifferently, and then found a clean big stone and sat down: "Master Mu Zhai doesn't have to worry about me, I'm just idle and bored, it just happens that there is a tune to listen to outside, and it's okay to listen to the tune when I have nothing to do." ”

Mu Xiaoyu frowned slightly, Song Lingyu is the prime minister's daughter, in case anything is good, he can provoke the struggle between the court and the cottage again. "In that case, I'm not reluctant. I just hope that after I finish playing this song, Miss Song will rest early. ”

"Okay." Song Lingyu readily agreed, at first she only came out out out of curiosity, and now that she knows that the person who is playing the flute is Mu Xiaoyu, she is not much interested, but if she can listen to him blow the flute and meditate, she will not refuse.

Soon, the sound of his flute sounded again, and now the sound of the flute was not as sad as it had just been, but had a sense of tranquility and distantness.

Song Lingyu looked at Mu Xiaoyu's side face, although she didn't really see it. She couldn't help but wonder what kind of person he was, she hadn't cared about this person in her previous life, so she didn't know his personality.

Now I just think he's a little hard to figure out. is obviously a heroic and hearty person, but he can play such a sad tune.

Song Lingyu supported her head with one hand, but her heart, which had not been able to calm down for so many days, suddenly quieted down.

She is going to return to the Prime Minister's Mansion sooner or later, and it is not a way to escape like this. The days in my memory will be broken after half a year, that is, the time when she will stay here for half a year. During this time, she can't be wasted, she has to haodejihua what she should do in the future.

Her gaze not only fell on Mu Xiaoyu's body, her eyes narrowed slightly.