The next day, Mu Liu slept until three o'clock in the morning before getting up, squinting sleepy eyes and seeing that there was no one in the room, sitting on the bed around the quilt and shouting, "Mu Mu." ”

"Where have all the people gone?" Makuru shouted three or four times, and when he saw that no one responded, he got out of bed alone, walked outside, and just opened the door.

"Miss, you're awake." Mu Mu walked in with a smile and served.

"Why is it so quiet in the house today?" Makuru wondered.

"Miss doesn't know, I heard that something happened in the palace, in the second half of last night, Wei Guifei, the biological mother of the third prince, suddenly died violently." Mu Mu attached himself to Mu Liu's ear, "The old master and the young master entered the palace early in the morning. ”

Speaking of the royal family, today's Shengshang Leng Nie can be said to be really the twenty-seven concubines of the three palaces and six courtyards, but the only noble ones are the queen and the three concubines, the eldest prince Leng Xuanran and the eldest princess Leng Qingran were born to the queen, ten years ago, the mother of the second prince Leng Feiran, Concubine Yue Guiran, died of illness, and the second prince let the childless concubine raise her, and now the most favored is Wei Guifei, who gave birth to the third prince Leng Yiran and the second princess Leng Qinran.

Born in the royal family, you can only live a life by fate, people outside the palace envy the people in the palace who are clothed and fed, and people in the palace envy the freedom of people outside the palace.

Makuru didn't expect that many years later, he would also stand in this deep palace courtyard, I don't know what it was like, the past flashed in front of him, and his heart was extremely empty.

"There was so much going on last night." Mu Liu got dressed and called Mu Mu, "Let's go to the restaurant and have a look." ”

Because of the funeral of the noble concubine, the streets of Kyoto were not allowed to be noisy, all festive events were suspended, and the Kyoto Prefecture Division, who was in charge of order, sent people to patrol back and forth.

The restaurant is much quieter than usual, but there are still many diners chatting at the table.

"Lord Eater, you're here." The king's shopkeeper saw Muru and greeted him.

"Auntie, sit down, this is the West Lake Longjing that I just arrived, and I'll make it for you." The shopkeeper Wang is quite attentive today, and Mu Liu must have something to ask for himself.

"What's the matter?" Makuru held the tea, and his sly eyes squinted at the king's shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper of the king dragged the figure of Fa Fu, with a sideways face, and said with a sneer, "Someone came to the palace just now, and he announced that the God of Food should go to the palace for a funeral banquet, and His Majesty also wants to witness the demeanor of the God of Food." ”

"I'll go, his grandmother's leg." Mu Liu scolded in his heart, squirted out a mouthful of tea, and said secretly, "When the emperor sees me, the whole world doesn't know about it, but if you don't go, it's to resist the decree, and you want to be beheaded, how is it good?" ”

"God of Food, what do you think is going to do?" Boss Wang turned his jade wrench, although he asked tentatively, but he knew that Mu Liu could not shirk it.

Mu Liu thought for a long time, slowly stood up and said, "Boss Wang, I'll go this time, but our cooperation is here, and I won't come to the restaurant again in the future." ”

"Hey, Lord Eater, why is that?" Boss Wang was puzzled, without the god of food, how could his restaurant maintain its dominant position in Kyoto, so he hurriedly got up and kept it again and again, and all the good words were said, and Mu Ryu was determined to leave.

In the evening, Muru and Mu Mu returned to the shogunate.

Muru was sullen, after bathing, draped in a long black silk, curled up on the couch in front of the bed in a daze, like a white lotus after the rain, with buds blooming, delicate and pitiful, fragrant and striking.

"Miss, why did you refuse the cooperation of Shopkeeper Wang today?" Mu Mu sat next to Mu Liu and asked.

"At the beginning, he was still the poor shopkeeper of the small restaurant, loyal, honest and sincere, and now he has become the big boss of the restaurant, and he has long lost that loyalty." Mu Liu turned his head and ordered Mu Mu to say a cup of hot tea, "Just like the tea he made today, it has long lost the taste I drank in that snack restaurant many years ago." ”

Many years ago, Makuru planned to save a little money by cooking outside, but because of his identity, he could only do it behind the scenes.

She was stolen silver, went hungry and thirsty, happened to meet a small restaurant, the business was very cold, the owner of the restaurant was a kind person, even if she was penniless, but still warmly entertained her, she made an agreement with him, she was in charge of the kitchen, taught his cooks all kinds of dishes, the silver was divided fifty-fifty, and her appearance was not to be passed on.

That eclipse hall celebration, she came out of the restaurant with silver, and watched him welcome in countless dignitaries, but for those ordinary people who came to taste the food, they were turned away, and the price of the food in the restaurant also rose again and again, which was no longer something that ordinary people could consume, and the silver he gave her was obviously insufficient.

"What is the girl going to do next?"

"Mu Mu, how about we open our own restaurant?" The money that Makuru has saved in the past few years is still enough to open a small restaurant.

"Miss, if the master knows, he will definitely kill us." Mu Mu's head shook like a rattle.

"I'm going to get Daddy to willingly agree." Makuru already had a plan in mind, his eyes were bent into crescents, and the pear vortex was shallow.

Makutsuki walked into the small courtyard of Makuru at night, saw the lights in the house, and knocked on the wooden door.

"The Third Son." Mu Mu opened the door and saw the person outside the door.

"Little sister can sleep?"

"Nope." Mu Mu stepped aside and shouted towards the back room, "Miss, the third young master is here." ”

Mu Liu put on his coat and walked out with his waist stretched, "Mu Mu, you go and rest, I'll talk to the third brother." ”

Matsuki sat down at the table and put the glass step in his sleeve on the table, "Put it away." ”

"Third brother, are all the rumors from the outside world true?" Makuru looked at the step, and the rubies inlaid on it were crystal clear and glowing.

Matsuki was silent, quiet as a virgin, and he tried his best to hide it, but in fact, it had been spread a long time ago.

"Third brother, I think about it, I will support you." Makuru has always been straightforward, but last night she tossed and turned, and finally figured it out.

"Little girl, what do you know?" Makutsuki stretched out her arm and touched Maru's head, "Rest early, don't mention these things to your family." ”

"Sooner or later, you can't hide it, the third brother should elope with the prince."

Makutsuki sneered, "What a silly girl, our relationship is not what you think." ”

Many years later, she finally understood that she was indeed stupid, watching her third brother finally die of depression, she would never say such a thing now, ordinary people are not tolerated by the world, not to mention the royal family, Jiangshan and him, he still chose Jiangshan instead of her third brother.

"Third brother, have you ever thought about leaving the prince?"

Leave him? He has been his companion since he was five years old, getting along day and night, inseparable, now twenty years have passed, the rumors outside are more or less exaggerated, he has long been unable to distinguish his feelings, the only thing that is certain is that he has long been accustomed to the mode of getting along with him, it has nothing to do with Fengyue, he is unconditional trust and companionship of the prince.

"Let's rest." Matsuki got up and left, and her long figure was extremely thin.

Mu Liu looked at the back of the fading away and silently thought, "Third brother, what do you think?" ”

He doesn't hate such a body, he only hates that the love in the world is too thin, so thin that he would rather bear the infamy of the whole world for him, and he denies all the past, and he can't allow him to live in this world, he has become a stain on his life, but he is the person he remembered before he died.

Twenty years of conscience, not an idiot.