The next afternoon, in front of the bronze mirror, Muru held an ice cube on half of his swollen face, complained alone, and thought about the prince's words, and threw down the ice pack in annoyance.

"I heard that the God of Food was slapped, like this, Ning Mingyue is really not light." I don't know when, Leng Qingran stood on the doorrail, saw Makuru's face sneering, and immediately returned to the dignity of the princess.

Makuru didn't know why Leng Qingran suddenly visited, and now no matter how careful she was, there were more and more people who knew her identity, and she couldn't be sure that she would be arrested that day.

"Celestia is here?" Makuru quickly got up from his chair and saluted.

Leng Qingran asked the maid to hand a small red porcelain bottle in her hand to Mu Liu, "This is a good anti-inflammatory ointment, you can apply it for three days to reduce swelling." ”

In vain, Mu Liu's cold behavior made Mu Liu puzzled, "Why is the princess suddenly so good to me?" ”

Leng Qingran sat at the table, looking like he knew everything, and lowered his head and smiled, "I went to the second brother's mansion yesterday, and I also know your true identity, the only young lady in the prime minister's mansion." ”

Mu Liu sighed shallowly, what is the use of her being cautious, Leng Feiran's big mouth, "What does the princess want?" ”

Unexpectedly, Leng Qingran was unusual, and excitedly pulled Mu Liu's arm, "I don't want to do anything, I really admire you, you actually ignored the rules, became a good girl, and became a cook." ”

"The princess looks down on the cook." Makuru was displeased and withdrew his arm.

Leng Qingran noticed it, and didn't care, and continued, "I want to be friends with you, although I am a princess, I have strict requirements for speech and demeanor, and there are no close sisters around me, I appreciate your uniqueness." ”

"Huh." Makuru was unexpected.

And Leng Qingran seems to have opened the conversation, the princess, who is usually quiet and quiet, actually has another playful appearance, but there are some like her.

Mu Ryu and Leng Qingran talked happily, Mu Ryu has been surrounded by boys since he was a child, and it was the first time he could talk to a girl.

"Let me tell you, my second brother likes you very much, and asked me to help him watch you from time to time in the palace." Leng Qingran deliberately teased, wanting to test Mu Liu's attitude towards Leng Feiran.

"Leng Feiran and I are just friends." Makuru explained awkwardly, the image of her and Leng Feiran flashed in his head, and it was difficult to hide the flush on his cheeks.

"You don't like my second brother."

"No, I like him, but not like that." The more Makuru explains, the more confusing it becomes.

"My second brother is also a poor man, since Concubine Yue died, he has never smiled again, and then his leg is useless."

Mu Liu suddenly remembered that she really knew very little about Leng Feiran, "How did Leng Feiran's leg go wrong?" ”

"It's weird to say, suddenly one morning I lost my instincts, and I haven't found out yet." Leng Qingran looked left and right, and said nervously, "It is said that the second brother has been in the Tishi Division for a long time and has been stained with unclean things, my father has always disliked the second brother, and later the second brother was named Lord Tishi, so he rarely entered the palace." ”

Mu Liu listened to Xuanhu, and suddenly thought about the rumors about Leng Feiran a long time ago, then he is famous in Kyoto, known as a genius, and the limelight is even more than the prince, and her second brother curtain words, the third brother curtain moon is called Kyoto's three uniques, that is, talent and appearance, talent, and appearance.

The two chatted for a long time, and when Leng Qingran left, they also agreed to learn cooking skills with Mu Liu another day, "Don't worry, I will cover you in the future and see how arrogant she Ning Mingyue is." ”

Mu Liu lay on the bed and crossed her legs, "This is another more backer, but you still have to fight for strength, but even if you have peerless cooking skills, without the Mu family, her life is not as cheap as an ant for ordinary people." ”

Suddenly thought of the matter of the Shogun, the Queen Mother died, and the Shogunu now has no reason to stay in the palace, so he can only return to the Shogunate every night, the paper can't hold the fire, and it is a matter of time before his identity is exposed.

A few days later, in the shogunate hall, Qingwu and Mu Qing were chatting.

"Your father and I have been officials in the same dynasty for many years, and we cherish each other, but I didn't expect that there would be two yin and yang in the blink of an eye." It is difficult to hide the sadness of the curtain clear, above the court, it is difficult to know yourself, Qinghong's death is a big blow to him.

"Uncle, take care of yourself." Qingwu ran around day after day, and took care of the funeral, feeling a little tired and haggard.

"Master, Miss is here."

Qingwu heard Muru, his hand tightly grabbed his clothes, and he became nervous.

"Daddy." As soon as Mu Liu entered the shogunate, she heard Mu Mu say that Qingwu was coming, so she went back to the house and cleaned up carefully, and there was no lump on her face, which she also had to thank Leng Qingran.

Leng Qingran and Mu Liu gradually got acquainted with each other, and they got along very happily.

"Brother Qingwu." The girl who is as bright as the wind, wearing a light yellow gauze dress, without too many ornaments on her head, simply pinned with a few milky white chrysanthemum hairpins, smart and cute, with a sweet voice, and a milky fragrance all over her body.

"Ryu'er." After three years, the young man in his memory, his voice was hoarse and trembling due to excitement, his dark pupils under his thick eyebrows, his eyes were full of longing, he was dressed in black, refined and hearty, not as tall as Mu Chu, his thin and straight body leaned forward, if he changed into the clothes of a literati and inkman, he would also be a jade tree in the wind, a talented man.

When he was young, Lang rode a bamboo horse, spared the bed and made Qingmei, and now he holds hands and looks at each other with tears in his eyes, but he is speechless and choked.

Mu Qing said knowingly, "Liu'er, Daddy still has some things, you haven't seen you for a long time, you must have a lot to say." ”

"Uncle walks slowly."

As soon as Mu Qing left, Mu Liu affectionately held Qingwu's arm, "When Brother Qingwu is away, Liu'er misses you." ”

"I miss you too." Qingwu looked at the wonderful person who missed him day and night, and held it in his arms, "Every time I receive a letter from you, I want to come to see you." ”

"Liu'er, I'm going to go to Northern Xinjiang again in the near future, and the return date is unknown, you." Qingwu shyly didn't know how to speak, and said after holding back for a while, "You must wait for me to come back and marry you." ”

"Okay." Mu Liu's heart was sweet like a honey pot, and his smile was like a flower, "I will definitely wait for you to come back." ”

The two people who hugged each other were so quiet, but after a few days, it was the pain of parting, since then, they met again, she became the concubine of Lord Tishi, and he was given to marry the princess of the southern country, the oath at this time, the living regret, fate doomed them to not be able to stay together to the end, even if she was the love of his life, he could not protect her.

The sycamore is gone, and they are estranged for a lifetime, and they only stay in the good memories of their youth.