"Mu Qing, why did you say this?" Chen Jingsui put away the worried look just now, saw that Mu Wansheng was silent, sat against the guardrail, and deliberately lowered his voice and said: "Mu Qing, if this king is not mistaken, you are not only Yan'er and a daughter?" ”

"Your Highness, the old minister has no children under his knees, no one to inherit the mantle, and I have regrets in my heart." Mu Wansheng stroked his beard, held the guardrail, looked at the painting boat from afar, and said with a smile: "Yan'er has been smart since she was a child, and her wisdom is not inferior to her son, and the old minister has high hopes for her. ”

The two looked at each other in silence, and Mu Wansheng asked first: "Your Highness, now that there are many parties in the court, and the dispute between the imperial brother and the king of Yan is becoming more and more fierce, have you ever thought about reaping the benefits of the fisherman?" ”

Chen Jingsui's thumb touched the jade plate, and pretended to be careless: "This king is soft-spoken, Mu Qing is afraid that he has found the wrong person." Seeing that Mu Wansheng didn't squeak, he sneered: "Father-in-law, if this king is not mistaken, on the ninth day of the first month of next month, the second lady in the mansion will marry into the palace of the king, what you said just now, do you also plan to tell the fourth brother?" ”

When the words fell, he stood up and pretended to be angry: "Mu Wansheng, don't think that this king doesn't know what wishful thinking you are playing, this time, I am afraid that you are smart but you are mistaken by being smart." ”

Just as he was about to leave, Mu Wansheng suddenly knelt on the ground, blocked the way, bowed his hand, and said sincerely: "Your Highness, Xian'er loves King Liu, and she is infatuated with him, and the old minister married her into the palace of King Liu, all because she loves her daughter, not as His Royal Highness thinks, not to mention ......"

He peeped at Chen Jingsui, saw that his face was expressionless, and said: "Your Royal Highness, except for King Yan is the son-in-law, the rest of the princes are all concubines, but Empress Xiaoxian died early, although Concubine Chen has not entered the middle palace, she has already exercised the power of the middle palace, and the concubines are all respected by the concubine. ”

"Huh, etiquette? Since the moment my father established my uncle as the prince, do I still have etiquette in Dajin? What's more, the emperor's uncle and eldest brother are deeply rooted in the court, and they can't be shaken by the power of this king. ”

"Your Highness, this is a bad word, the two tigers are fighting, there will inevitably be damage, and the current situation is beneficial to you."

Chen Jing then helped Mu Wansheng up, looked at him, and asked bluntly, "What do you want?" ”

Weng and his son-in-law stood side by side, watching the painting boat slowly land on the shore, Mu Wansheng just stroked his beard a few times, and did not say much.

When Mu Siyan looked back at the lake and sighed, the scene in the pavilion was in full view, and she turned around and left without thinking about it.

After drinking the family banquet, Mu Siyan reluctantly walked out of the house, knelt on the ground with tears, and kowtowed goodbye.

"Concubine Fang, I can't help it, please get up quickly."

"Father, mother, and the second elder welcomed me into the house to treat each other with national courtesy, and now I say goodbye, and my daughter worships each other with family courtesy." Mu Siyan kowtowed her head three times in a row, she was helped up by her parents, and choked up: "Father, mother, daughter can't serve left and right in the future, please cherish it more!" ”

When she turned around to leave, she suddenly felt a warmth in her palms, raised her eyes, Chen Jingsui actually held her hand in a high-profile manner, recalling the scene of the pavilion just now, Mu Siyan seemed to understand something, her hand was clenched, and she felt the warmth from Chen Jingsui for the first time.

The carriage moved forward slowly, Mu Siyan retracted her hand, and through the gap, she saw the scene of Mu Fu kneeling up and down, with mixed tastes, and choked up: "Thank you!" ”

Although the voice was not loud, but in the small space of the carriage, the word 'thank you', she knew that Chen Jingsui heard it, and looked back to see him close his eyes and recuperate, without making any response, making the atmosphere silent and awkward.

Lifting the curtain, a cold wind hit, Mu Siyan looked out absentmindedly, the hawkers' shouting, the flow of people, the liveliness in winter, as if driving away the cold, suddenly, a figure in a gray brocade robe caught her eyes, it was so familiar, blurted out: "He!?" ”

Looking at it intently, the figure had already been scattered by the flow of people, and she was nowhere to be found, Mu Siyan poked her head out and looked left and right, trying to find it, but she never found it, she turned her head in disappointment, and happened to collide with Chen Jingsui, who came forward to watch the excitement, the tips of her noses touched, and her eyes were facing each other, as if she had hidden tenderness.