Chapter 238: Waste

The hard bluestone road is lined with beautiful cobblestones, smooth and translucent, from the avenue to the path, zigzag and mosaic.

From the beginning of entering the mansion, the two of them never missed the courtyards along the way, and they tried to imprint all the layouts here in their minds, and they both knew that this mansion they longed for could only be turned into memories.

The main house is located in the center of the palace, which is the largest courtyard in the palace, after all, it is the courtyard of King Ling and Princess Ling that was originally prepared.

The green bamboo plaque is fan-shaped and hung on the door frame, and it is also lined up with bamboo strips in several eye-catching big characters "Lingxun Xiaozhu".

This wide, low door is made of wicker, painted with vermilion paint, and even the knocker is wooden.

Mu Qianxun's eyes lit up, she glanced at Mu Youchen, and smiled playfully, she really liked this kind of decoration.

Pushing open the door, a faint fragrance escaped into the nostrils, and into the eyes was a dense sub-wind vine, extending half of the yard from the side of the wall, surrounded by a water-blue fence, in the shape of a crescent moon.

The flower body is slender, the white and tender two petals stretch outward, bent into a graceful arc, and the tender yellow stamens of uniform thickness stand straight and proud, and bloom brightly against the background of the dark green round leaves, like a fairy dancing in the wind.

A lush poplar tree stands in the corner of the wall, arching itself and climbing up the wall little by little, and under the tree is a bronze rattan chair swing large enough to accommodate two people, and the work is delicate to the flowing water pattern on the trunk.

In the face of such a beautifully arranged courtyard, Mu Qianxun was stupid, and there was a trace of bitterness in her heart, if she could live here in peace and let her live a few years less, she would be happy.

Behind the house, there is a huge bamboo forest, the eyes are full of green, refreshing feeling, the sound of the wind, and the crisp cicada chirping, which is even more unforgettable.

For Mu Youchen's original sentence "Don't be luxurious, be special!", the craftsman also took a lot of effort.

I am afraid that there has never been such a palace in all dynasties, but they can only feast their eyes and abandon it.

Mu Youchen brought Mu Qianxun to the palace to take her to relax, and she was indeed very happy, but after leaving, her mood was even lower.

If it is destined to be lost, it is better not to get it in the first place, this Ling Wangfu really makes Mu Qianxun feel uncomfortable, it was obviously built for them, but they have nothing to do with it.

Back in the Xia Kingdom, Helian Rui only gave her two months, and on the way, at least one month would be wasted.

As soon as she thought of this, Mingyi was picturesque, and she had no intention of staying.

The bumps of the half moon, Mu Qianxun was anxious every day, she had never missed the city she grew up in so much, and she had never been afraid.

On that topographical map of the Xia Kingdom, they kept making marks, calculating how far away from the imperial city were, until their carriage appeared at the gate of the imperial city.

Xiao Han, Gu Mei'er and... Wu Yunfei drove in the rear with the army, Mu Qianxun and their carriage arrived a day early, and the grass followed them without moving, and so did Ling Ze.

Speaking of Ling Ze, since the convergence of Ming Yi, he has inexplicably disagreed with Zi Sangxiao, but his kung fu is a lot higher than him, this feeling of being unaccustomed to seeing and not being able to do it makes Ling Ze crazy.

Inside the city, even more remarkable than the time they returned from their disappearance, the people went mad and blocked the gate after the guards who were guarding the gate saluted.

Pointing at Mu Qianxun, including Mu Youchen, Mu Qianxun was straight, smiling, steady, holding Mu Youchen's hand, and slowly walking through the crowd.

Beneath the calm surface was a deep powerlessness, she could gallop through the imperial city in a carriage, and she could avoid layers of gaze.

But she didn't want to, she had to face it bravely, as Geng Ying said, she didn't do anything wrong, there was no need to hide.

There is a fork in the road ahead, to the left is the palace, to the right is the end of the world, Mu Qianxun walked to the right without looking back.

She thought that before accepting Mu Yunfan's cynicism, she needed comfort, which only the sisters of Xingya Pavilion could give.

It's just that Tianyalou still has her sister who is always worried about her, and she hasn't figured out how to face it.

Looking at the familiar small building in front of him, the deserted business, Mu Qianxun chuckled, and sighed in his heart, this Tianya Building is really full of twists and turns.

Since its operation, I don't know how many ups and downs, out of the limelight, and fed up with the troughs, just like a person's life, can not always be smooth.

When Mu Qianxun stood in the lobby without warning, Ye Chen was about to jump up excitedly, and ran to the attic in a hurry, shouting:

"Elder Ke, Elder Ke!

Mu Qianxun's heart warmed, for so many days, a rare sincere smile, sure enough, they were still the same as before, and it was the luck of her life to know them.

Mu Youchen was sent away by her casually for an excuse, and in the house, only she and Ke Yanyue were left alone.

"Aunt Ke, what about my sister, why didn't I see her. Mu Qianxun's eyes flickered, and he cautiously tried it.

Ke Yanyue could see through her thoughts at a glance, and her whole body exuded a loving light, and she smiled softly:

"Concubine Ya Niangniang, I was taken back to the palace by the queen mother early in the morning, although the pavilion master stayed, don't worry about this. ”

Mu Qianxun smiled comfortably, Ke Yanyue was the only elder beside her, there was almost nothing that could not be told to her, from the war to everything that happened in Fan Ning Qingge, chattering for a long time.

Ke Yanyue's expression became a little serious, pursed her lips, and she didn't speak for a long time.

"Now that the pavilion master has decided, the subordinates are ready to prepare, and after a month, they will take Xingya Pavilion and move to Fanning Qingge with the pavilion master. ”

Mu Qianxun's heart moved, and her eyes couldn't help but redden, for her alone, Ke Yanyue always tossed without hesitation.

When she was fourteen years old, Ke Yanyue gave up the residence of Lingguang Mountain for many years, and brought so many people to a strange city, how easy it was to quickly take root in this imperial city.

Everything is handled by Ke Yanyue, and she, the nominal pavilion master, only knows how to shake her hand and put all her thoughts on currying favor and calculating.

If you do it again, it means that all these years of hard work under the imperial city have been wasted, and changing a country is not as simple as changing a city.

In this imperial city, there are as many as thirty or forty shops, large and small, and when they leave, these can only be thrown away, and how much will they lose.

"No, you've done enough for me, I can't pay it off in my life!

I've grown up and can handle it by myself, no matter how bad it is, there is Mu Youchen to protect me.

I don't want you to take any more risks for me, I have no choice but to leave, it's enough for me to bear it alone, there's no need to drag you along. ”

After a pause, I wanted to say something, but I choked my throat and couldn't speak.

Ke Yanyue was stunned, and all the words she wanted to persuade Mu Qianxun turned into a long sigh and nodded:

"Okay, since the pavilion master said so, his subordinates are not reluctant, then you should bring Mei'er and a few of them, otherwise your subordinates will not want you!"

"Mei'er stays, Cao'er, Leng Hao, and Yechen and a few girls I'll take away, Mei'er's mind can help Aunt Ke share some of it.

Aunt Ke is also old, don't be too difficult for yourself, if you should leave it to Mei'er, let Mei'er take care of it.

Besides, it's not good for me to break up Mei'er and Xiao Han, and Xiao Han is not suitable to take to the Qingge tribe.

If you are not used to the life of this imperial city, go back to Lingguang Mountain, after all..."No matter how much you say, it is all guilt."

"Just stay in the Imperial City, they rarely take on tasks now, and I don't want them to live that kind of life with blood on their swords.

Anyway, the imperial city is doing some serious business, maybe I can see that they all have a good home before I take my last breath.

Women should be used for love, and the women of Xingya Pavilion have a few who have no scars on their bodies. ”

Ke Yanyue smiled bitterly, and her tone was vicissitudes, as if she was really much older in an instant.

In the hall, on the table by the door, there were several jars of fine bamboo leaves, a few dishes of side dishes, Ling Ze and Zisang sat opposite each other, pouring down one bowl after another.

Ling Ze's way to solve grievances is to either compete or fight for wine, and if he can't beat others in a fight, he will always drink this wine until he climbs down!

Before his ambition was realized, he heard a female voice coming: "Tut-tut, drinking like this,!"

The two of them looked at each other, Ye Chen was clasping his hands around his chest, leaning leisurely on a wooden pillar with a roof, his face full of disdain, as cold and uninhibited as ever.

Ling Ze was like a great enemy, and he would still blush and heartbeat when he thought about it that time, so he hurriedly got up, tripped over a chair under his feet, and almost fell to the ground.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he couldn't wait to get into the ground, the last thing he wanted was to make a fool of himself in front of Zisang Xiao.

What made him most angry was that Ye Chen was still laughing heartlessly, and then looking at the faint smile in Zisangxiao's eyes, he slammed the door and left angrily.

Ye Chen's laughter stopped abruptly, the smile froze at the corner of his mouth, staring at the direction of the door at a loss, not understanding what he had done wrong.

Zisang looked at Ye Chen with a smile, smiled kindly, and raised his glass to Ye Chen:

"Don't care, girl, he's here for me, but you want to have a drink together?"

"Okay!" Ye Chen responded happily and pulled over the wooden lean, and there was still the temperature left by Ling Ze on it.

Picked up the wine glass, drank it all, not a drop was spilled, the hot feeling ran down the throat, and the burning lower abdomen was uncomfortable.

The spicy and pungent taste choked tears and was about to flow out, and she endured it, and she was depressed and uncomfortable in her heart, she just wasn't happy, she couldn't say why, she just wanted to vent.

Looking at the stubborn girl in front of her, Zisang's smile flashed with a trace of pity, and she silently drank a whole jar of wine with her.

Zisang smiled slightly drunk, his eyes were foggy, his face was as usual, he leaned on the back of the chair, closed his eyes and rested.

Ye Chen, directly drunk and unconscious, fell on the table, his cheeks were red and comparable to ripe fruit, saliva flowed down the corners of his mouth, and there was no image at all.