"Handanji? Is he gone? "The sugar is osmanthus flavored, sweet with a rich floral fragrance, chewing can't help but recall the golden cinnamon tree I saw last year.

"Handan Shaojun rescued us, personally sent us here, and then left, saying that he had something to do. There was a little boy in his yard, and if anything happened, he could let the boy go and look for him. I have tried it, the little boy is not very old, but he is very intelligent, and when he asks him, he can answer the right questions like a stream, and those who can't answer all detours. Cicada Moon Road.

Mingyun nodded and said, "This means that we can only contact each other through one line, if there is something, he can only find me, and I can't find him." She handed over the empty bowl, leaned weakly on the soft pillow, and sighed tiredly: "I can't understand Handan Ji." ”

Cicada Yue took the empty medicine bowl and said, "Zhao Clan, how can there be a fuel-efficient lamp." Especially in Handan, it is even more complicated. ”

"Because it's complicated, he's incomprehensible." Mingyun said. She raised her eyes and glanced at Cicada Moon and found that Cicada Moon was sitting on the edge of the bed, also looking at her, as if she had something to ask.

Mingyun lowered his eyes and said, "I don't have eyebrows, I can't figure out who wants to arrest me." The enemy is in the dark, I am in the light, and there is no target, it is difficult to explore, and I can't bump into things like headless flies. With that, she closed her eyes and sighed again. She remembered what Ziji said to her: "The flowers you think are full of flowers, but you think that if you don't see the mud under the flowers, it doesn't mean that it doesn't exist." "Could it be that he was so naïve in the past that he completely ignored the evil hidden around him.

"You're still sick, don't think about it tonight, when we get to the royal city, we'll be much safer." We just folded each other's group of people, and we must not do it again for a while, just so we have time to check slowly. Cicada Yue served Mingyun to lie down, and then said, "What are the master's plans for tomorrow?" ”

Mingyun closed his eyes and replied, "Go back to the villa." ”

Cicada Yue also agreed, and said: "The subordinates also feel that they should go back to the villa, after all, it is the wife's dowry Zhuangzi, who is usually managed by the Fan family, and in the Fan family's place, no one will easily do anything to the master." ”

Cicada Yue saw Mingyun close her eyes, thinking that she was asleep, so she blew out the lights and left. There was only one bed in the house, so she lived in a side compartment, and the two rooms were open to each other, separated only by a thick curtain.

After the cicada moon left, in the dark, Mingyun opened her eyes.

What Cicada Yue said just now was thrown into the lake like a stone in her heart, and the water splashed and rippled, splashing and swinging. She said, "In Fan's place, no one will easily do anything to the master", but she was born in a royal family.

Her father is a son, and her grandfather is a monarch.

But now, the prestige of the monarch is not obvious, the Qing clan is powerful, and the overall situation is already like this. She had never thought about it before, but once she started thinking about it, she couldn't stop thinking about it anymore. Since she was a child, she often followed her mother back and forth with Qu Wo in the royal capital, and sometimes lived in Fan's small house, and lived for several months. She herself has no resistance to Fan, and because she has a very good relationship with Ah Ming, she also exchanges letters after returning to Quwo, always looking forward to when she will go again in the coming year.

But what about the father?

In the past ten years, my father refused to enter the royal capital unless his grandfather called him or there was a major event in the royal family, nor did he go to the Fan family. Every year, the New Year's gifts sent to Fan's family are added or subtracted according to the routine, and the list is drawn up by the mother alone, and the father only agrees to it after a glance, without saying a word. As the son of the Jin Kingdom, his father is extremely noble in terms of identity, but in terms of power, even his grandfather has to be constrained by the Qing family, let alone the son. So, will the father also be unhappy because of Fan's overpower?

This night, Mingyun never fell asleep, the more uncomfortable he was, the more chaotic his thoughts became, and the more chaotic his thoughts were, the more he couldn't sleep. The light of the morning light poured in from the window, Mingyun opened her bloodshot eyes, she touched her forehead, it was cool, and the fever had subsided. She sat up, didn't shout, just sat on the bed wrapped in a quilt, quietly watching the tiny dust glow in the morning light.

At this moment, it was so calm, she even wanted to sit here all the time, just sit on the ground or the sky was desolate, just by herself. She breathed softly, watching the dust float slowly in the air, not wanting to break the silence of the light. Perhaps, in addition to this moment, only this moment, only this moment, she can still enjoy this worry-free.

She covered her face with her hands, and in the palm of her hand, she took a deep breath. After a long time, she stood up, put on her clothes, and called to the side compartment: "Cicada Moon? ”

Cicada Yue opened the curtain and entered the house when she heard the sound, and saw that Mingyun was already dressed neatly, and said, "Master, why don't you rest for a while." ”

"I can't sleep, and it's uncomfortable to lie down." Mingyun wrapped the cuff, lifted the collar in front of a small bronze mirror, uncovered the white silk a little, and carefully looked at the wound on his neck. The wound was still red and swollen, and the wound and around the wound were smeared with yellow-brown powder, exuding a bitter but refreshing smell.

Mingyun let go of his hand, straightened his collar, and said, "I don't know how long it will take." ”

Cicada Yue said: "You have to fall into a scab." ”

Mingyun said: "Take off the fur collar on my other cloak, I wrap my neck around, this white silk color is conspicuous." ”

"Okay." Cicada Yue answered, turned out the cloak, and took off the fur collar in three or two clicks. It was a light gray-blue fox fur collar, and the dense fur exploded in all directions, wrapping around the neck just to cover the neck.

"How is Chang Fei, he may get up?" Mingyun asked.

Cicada Yue hurriedly said: "He has an injury in his lower back, and it is a little difficult to get up, and Qian Wen is taking care of him." ”

Mingyun pondered for a moment and said, "Then don't let him move, don't go back, just stay here to recuperate." ”

Cicada Yue hesitated: "This, is this appropriate?" Chang Fei wants to raise it well, and he must want it for half a month, Handan Shaojun's side? ”

Mingyun shook his head slightly: "It's okay, since he has placed us here, he is not afraid that we will stay longer." Keeping someone here, and in the future, it will be convenient to communicate and move around, and I still have something to ask him. That's probably what he meant when he left the little boy. ”

"Master, what you say is reasonable." Cicada Yue listened, and also bowed her head.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Cicada Yue went to open the door, and it was the little boy standing outside the door. This little boy looks like he is eight or nine years old, thin and thin, Zhou Zheng is delicate, well-behaved, and always has a smile on the corner of his mouth. He bent down and bowed to Cicada Yue in a proper manner, and said: "Sister Cicada Yue, the noble daughter of Gongsun can use the morning food, if it is not too rude, I have prepared some meals here, and it is not too late for the noble girl to leave after using it." ”

Cicada Yue listened and glanced in the direction of her master.

Mingyun had already lifted the curtain and walked out of the inner room, she heard the words of the little waiter very clearly, and she nodded to Cicada Yue.

So, Cicada Yue said to Xiao Tong: "Then it's troublesome." ”

Xiao Tong replied with a smile: "No trouble, no trouble, it is my duty to prepare food for the noble girl." ”

The children's morning food here is really simple, red bean rice soup, grilled meat cakes, rice milk and a small stack of pickles. But it's simple, but it's not simple. The beans in the bean soup have been soaked with honey in advance, and they are sweet and fragrant and erosive in one bite, and they must have been boiled for a long time. The rice milk also has a faint fragrance of osmanthus, which is hot and floral, and it is pleasant and heart-warming to drink in winter.

Mingyun praised: "Not bad." ”

The boy stood aside, smiling wider.

Mingyun asked: "The little one is so happy, is it you who did it?" ”

Xiao Tong nodded again and again and said, "It's me." ”

Mingyun was a little surprised: "You are so young, how can you cook?" ”

Xiao Tong said with a bright smile: "My mother taught me, fortunately my mother taught me, and I can also earn food by handicraft, otherwise I wouldn't be able to wait for my gentleman, and I would have starved to death on the street."

Mingyun looked at the little boy. With such words and such a smiling face, she had an indescribable weird feeling. "Do you always laugh like that?"

The boy's smile faded, but he still smiled and replied, "I like to laugh." ”

"Why?" Mingyun gently put down the spoon of the porridge.

Xiao Tong said: "Because no one likes to cry and mourn." ”

"So you like to laugh?" Mingyun asked again.

The boy nodded.

Mingyun pursed her lips, laughed, picked up the spoon and continued to drink the porridge, and said, "Your skills are really good, what's your name?" ”

When Xiao Tong heard the praise, he bent his eyes and smiled: "Back to your daughter, my name is Cheng Xi." ”

"I made a note of it. Cheng Xi, I'll entrust you with a job, if your gentleman finishes his work and has a letter, you tell him as soon as possible, I have something I want to talk to him, let him come to me, or I can go to him. ”

"I know, when I see my gentleman, I will tell you in time." Cheng Xidao, he looked at Mingyun, and said again: "Noble girl, have you used the morning food and are you about to leave?" ”

Mingyun nodded.

"Then wait a minute, the gentleman has something for you, and I will go and get it immediately." After speaking, Cheng Xi arched his hand, retreated out of the door, and ran away quickly. Not long after, he ran back panting, with an extra vermilion lacquer box in his hand.

"This is a gentleman for you, you can take it." Cheng Creek Road.

After finishing the meal, Mingyun boarded the carriage and returned to the villa.

In the car, Mingyun opened the lacquer box that Handan Ji gave her to take a look. I saw that the box was divided into two sides, and on the narrow side were placed four small black porcelain bottles, and on the wide side was a bag of unknown things, wrapped in dried leaves, bulging, wrapped with thin threads, and a bamboo slip was pressed under the line.

Those four small porcelain bottles are the same as the wound medicine bottles that Handan Ji gave her yesterday, and they must also be wound medicines. Sure enough, when she uncorked the bottle, it was a yellow-brown powder, the same smell that she had on her neck. Then open the bulging thing, tear open the thin line, turn the bamboo slips over, only to see the back of the bamboo slips written five words "those who know the bitter love sweet", the handwriting is not ostentatious, the pen has a sharp edge, and the pen has endurance. Mingyun looked at these words and words, and smiled dumbly.