Mingzhu sat up and rubbed her forehead, which was a little swollen and painful, and the things in her dream were a little blurry. The only thing that was clear was the silver carved gold "Yu" plate hanging in front of the carriage.

Mingzhu got up, got out of bed barefoot, walked to the table, and poured herself a glass of water. The teacup was small, delicate and delicate, and Mingzhu poured three glasses of water in a row to feel less thirsty.

The weather outside today is excellent, with birdsong and warm breezes. Mingzhu pushed open the window to let in the air. Her father still didn't allow her to go out. The little girl put her hands on the window lattice, her chin on her hands, and tilted her head to look out the window at the garden. was walking in his mind, and a roast chicken suddenly floated out in front of him.

Mingzhu's gaze quickly shifted from the scenery outside to the roast chicken in front of him. Those sad emotions drifted away with the aroma. Mingzhu didn't care about any image, he reached out and grabbed the roast chicken floating in the air, and the extremely thin rope tied to the chicken was torn off, and the whole roast chicken was in Mingzhu's hand.

A wail came from the roof: "Hey, little girl! Don't eat it all! Leave me some! ”

Mingzhu grabbed a chicken leg in her hand, leaned out of the window, and shouted to the roof: "Then you come down!" ”

With the sound of rustling clothes, Wu Ma Qinyang jumped down from the roof and stood generously in front of Mingzhu's window. As soon as he fell, before he could stand firmly, Wu Ma Qinyang stretched out his hand a little impatiently: "What about the roast chicken?" ”

Mingzhu rolled her eyes, hid her left hand behind her, handed out the chicken leg she was holding in her right hand, and muttered while handing it back: "I won't let you finish eating your roast chicken, it's so stingy." ”

Wu Ma Qinyang laughed happily, endured it and still didn't scold her, took the chicken leg and put it in his mouth, turned around and lay comfortably on the swing in the garden, don't worry about this little mermaid, Sifangzhai's chicken leg, isn't it fragrant? He finished gnawing the chicken leg in three or two bites, threw the bones under the rockery casually, and began to hum a little song comfortably.

Mingzhu took out the remaining roast chicken at this time, and gnawed it slowly, with a mouth full of oil, which was called a sweet. Wu Ma Qinyang turned his head angrily and didn't look at Mingzhu, who didn't have the image of a lady, out of sight and out of mind, our national teacher has always used this trick the most skillfully.

When Mingzhu finished eating, Wu Ma Qinyang turned his head to look at her, and looked at the little girl who was wiping her mouth and hands with a soft towel a little lazily. After a while, as if he had just remembered, he asked, "I said, little girl, do you remember what I told you yesterday before leaving?" ”

"Before you leave?" Mingzhu scratched her head suspiciously, and then patted her head as if she remembered something: "You mean that... Don't eat it? ”

Wu Ma Qinyang nodded, as if he was suddenly relieved, which made Mingzhu even more confused: "So? What the hell is not to eat, you can explain it. ”

Wu Ma Qinyang grinned, lying on the swing and swaying: "Things, things from the palace, let me tell you you don't eat them, if you eat them, you will be in big trouble." ”

Mingzhu didn't respond, holding her cheeks and not knowing what she was thinking. Wu Ma Qinyang saw that she hadn't moved for a long time, grinning a little boringly, and was about to leave when he was suddenly stopped by Mingzhu. Wu Ma Qinyang jumped down for a moment, and turned his head to see Mingzhu waving his little hand at him happily. The voice was crisp, and it seemed to have some impatience, Xu was the owner was anxious, and there were faint traces of the merman's voice control technique in the voice.

Wu Ma Qinyang almost fell, if he really fell on this swing that was only three or four feet above the ground, he really didn't have to lose face. He stabilized his figure, and turned his head to look at Mingzhu helplessly: "Grandma, what's wrong with you?" ”

Mingzhu smiled shyly, but Wu Ma Qinyang had a strange feeling of being calculated.

"Do you know how many rich sons with the word 'Yu' in their names are there in Luoyang City? Where is home? Mingzhu tilted his head with a smile and asked him, obviously it looked like a warm smile like a spring breeze, but Wu Ma Qinyang felt a chill for no reason.

"What are you asking for?" Wu Ma Qinyang didn't answer directly, he simply didn't sit on the swing, just sat cross-legged on the grass like that, clasped his hands to his chest, and asked casually.

"Why do you care so much?" Mingzhu pouted, "If you ask you, it's over, why are there so many things." ”

"Wow! You're teaching me how to do things. Wu Ma Qinyang's expression did not change, but his eyes suddenly sharpened when he looked at Mingzhu.

"Hey, don't talk about it, it's not like I can't find out." Mingzhu straightened up, ready to close the window and get some sleep.

"The rich boy with the word 'Yu' in his name, I know and only know that one." Wu Ma Qinyang said lazily, stretched out a hand to block the sun, and looked up at the flowers on the tree that had a little trace of withering.

Mingzhu's movement of turning stopped, and then turned back at a faster speed: "Who?" ”

"The current emperor of your Wei State." Wu Ma Qinyang turned his gaze to look at Mingzhu, his eyes were full of banter, "What?" Changed your personality and want to enter the palace draft to be a concubine? ”

"You have to take care of it!" Mingzhu got the answer, turned her head and closed the window with a "bang", and there was no movement in the room.

Wu Ma Qinyang touched his nose, compared the difference between the pearls in the past two days, and laughed a little gloatingly-it seems that this little girl has already eaten something sent out by the palace. It's a lot more fun this way, and I don't know what that kid can do, it's really exciting. Such a fun thing, be sure to buy a roast chicken to celebrate.

Thinking like this, Wu Ma Qinyang's figure disappeared in a flash, as if this person had never been here. The only trace left behind was a chicken bone under the rockery.

After Mingzhu heard that there was no movement outside, she pushed the window open again, lying on the window as before, thinking about what Wu Ma Qinyang said just now, and wondering if she really wanted to choose a show to enter the palace? Just because he said it, he couldn't be sure that the benefactor in the dream was Feng Yu, in case she really entered the palace, and in two days she would recognize that her benefactor was not Feng Yu, how embarrassing it would be.

Thinking like this, Mingzhu remembered the particularly impressive silver medal in her dream, and the more she thought about it, the more familiar it felt, as if she had seen it somewhere before. Where? Mingzhu frowned and thought seriously, not even noticing that someone came in the room.

The little maid who came in to clean carefully arranged the bedding on the bed, but accidentally slurred on the edge of the bed when carrying the pillow. Mingzhu came back to her senses, and when she turned her head and saw the peach-colored skirt on the little girl's body, Mingzhu's eyes lit up, and she remembered where she had seen the silver medal before.