On the edge of the Qingchi Flower Garden, there are two plum trees in full bloom, which are newly planted, and even when Lu Yixuan left the Guogong Mansion, this was a vacant land.

Two golden ribbons are tied to the plum branches, and they are flying in the wind.

Dayan people are accustomed to embroidering mottled ribbons under the flower trees on the tomb, and the wind blows as if there are old people looking back at the flowering period of each year, calmly living down.

These are two burial mound plum blossoms.

Lu Yixuan gasped, staggered and slowly moved to the front of the pool, and for a moment in her tears she was afraid that the embankment would break, she bent her knees and gently knelt in front of the flower tree and kowtowed in mourning-

Someone, who buried the relatives of the Guogong Mansion with her own hands, covered with all the grief and remembrance, was properly stored in the hometown - the hearts and minds of the Wei Guogong Mansion do not need to be touched by others.

It is already a heaven and a earth, a world.

This person must be the person who knows her best in the world.

Lu Yixuan covered her lips and gritted her teeth and choked weakly, wiped away her tears and stood up again, she took a deep breath, the warm winter sun shone into all the dark corners, she patted her skirt and picked up the broom discarded in the flower garden, and moved the ladder to build the stone steps, just like a casual little routine in life.

The eaves were cleared with snow, ice melted and watered, the weeds in the yard cut her fingertips, she simply picked up the hoe and dug it uprooted, the delicate flowers in the house dried up and withered, she brought buckets from the backyard and poured them one pot after another, these little things, in the past, Lu Wanyu took care of her silently behind her back, Lu Yixuan has rarely had time to manage the "leisure and leisure" of the family since she was sealed and entered the palace, and now she thinks about it, she hates it, hates to spend more time with her family.

The kitchen pots and pans were shattered all over the floor, just as they had been when she left, and she swept away the debris, washing and straightening the few remaining dishes, and wiped the water stains on her skirt with her hands.

As far as the eye can see, under the withered vines and weeds in this yard, what is buried is a little desolate time, and now, waiting for spring.

The little girl thought about it, moved a small charcoal basin from the hall and put it under the flower tree in the tomb, burning charcoal to make her face hot, she took out the picture scroll she brought with her today, and threw it into the basin with her, the ink gradually merged with the coke, and the flames suddenly rushed up, which was the picture scroll that Jiang Weihang had been looking for for two months and originally intended to give to Lu Wanyu, and now, she can only express her heart in this way.

It is meaningless for this scroll of ink to stay by anyone's side, the flames swallowed the scroll, and it was all gone, Lu Yixuan blinked and threw the hairpin into the brazier, which was a little gadget that the flower slave liked, every time he couldn't take his eyes off the vendor market in Shengjing City, the little girl obviously liked it tightly but never opened her mouth to ask for it, and at the end she had to wave her hand and pretend to be light and light, Lu Yixuan sighed, the little flower slave suffered a lot with him, but he never enjoyed the so-called "silk and satin, glory and wealth".

In the end, he still owes her affection.

The breeze rolled up the fragments of the painting scroll, as if the response of the deceased was far away, Lu Yixin smiled with relief and heard the sound of small footsteps behind her, she looked back, it was, Su Yi porridge.

The little general rarely stood by the flowerbed hesitantly, neither walking, nor entering, seeing Lu Yixuan turn his head, he froze for a while before he remembered to say hello, no, a pair of hands with nowhere to put stirred: "Miss Yuechi said, I can find you in the Guogong Mansion." Obviously, Su Yicongee went to the little prince's mansion first.

The little general was very worried about Lu Yixing, he hadn't seen her since the execution ground that day, and he had also come to the door several times and was turned away by the bewitching girl who was in her prime.

Su Yicongee understands that the pain experienced by Lu Yixin is not a person who stands in front of him to comfort a few words can be relieved, he occasionally remembers the tragedy of seeing the benefactor's family destroy in Shunning Mansion many years ago, this kind of heart-wrenching hatred can not even be calmed down by killing the murderer, Su Yicongee is very worried that Lu Yixin will not be able to get out of this catastrophe, and now seeing her in front of the flower tree with emotion and prayer, there is no desperate gesture, and the little general exhales with peace of mind.

If pain and scars don't kill her, they make her stronger.

This is what he wants to see, the girl of the Lu family who cheers up.

"General Su." Lu Yixuan stood up and saluted, with two less arrogance and more softness in his eyebrows, which made Su Yicongee a little unnatural.

"What kind of general is not a general," the young man touched the back of his head embarrassedly, "I can't catch up with the happy events in the palace, and today, I am here to bid you farewell." ”

Lu Yixin was stunned for a moment, and before she understood what the "happy event in the palace" was, she had already changed the focus of his next sentence, and she realized that Su Yicongee was not wearing civilian clothes but simple clothes, and he was going out of Beijing.

"You...... Are you going to Mo He Shunning to take office? She was pleasantly surprised, the little general got his wish, but in turn he added a little sorrow, friends got together for a long time and had to separate, they lived and died together and returned to Shengjing City, but they didn't sit down peacefully for a day.

Su Yicongee nodded: "The transfer order of the military department has been re-approved a few days ago, I want to stay in Shengjing City for a few more days, but I can't delay, Ren Zai ordered my deputy commander Huairong battalion, and I am lacking capable generals." "He is loud and sharp-hearted, and his heart is even more open-minded.

"Congratulations to the little general." Lu Yixin hugged his fists and congratulated.

Su Yixiang laughed, wanted to raise his hand and pat her shoulder like a brother, but his hand stretched out halfway and retracted awkwardly: "Seeing that you are recovering, I can walk with peace of mind," This is the truth, the "good brothers" who were born and died, together in Shunning's troubles, said that they should also meet before leaving, "Yesterday, Qiu Shen will come to me, no, no, this time he has been promoted to the squire of the military department, hey!" Qiu Shilang put a small wine in Yanguilou for me to practice, originally everyone nagged to call you together, but ......" Su Yi Congee actually laughed shyly, this little prince is in the way, where do they dare, besides, the body is important, drinking this thing is too hurtful.

"Qiu Lian said that we will have a chance to get together in the future, right?" Su Yicongee suddenly froze, and a smile was hidden in the corner of his lips.

Lu Yixuan's eyes lit up, as if the moonlight was blooming.

Young people, you should have a lot of good times, waiting for the future to meet again, to drink and talk.

"Yes." Lu Yixuan resolutely said firmly, "Say hello to Zhou Ye for me." "The kid who fought his way out of the encirclement with black powder tied to Wuming Peak is also a brave and resourceful tough guy, Lu Yixuan can remember him.

General Su nodded, wanting to say something but felt that it was too redundant, the young man blinked and raised his hand, and Lu Yi high-fived him in understanding.

Syllable.

The applause rode the wind under the blue sky and white clouds.

"Take care!" The two spoke in unison.

Su Yixiang laughed loudly and strode out of the house, Lu Yixuan heard the neighing of the white horse in the courtyard, the sound of driving was like practice, and the horsewhip slashed down in the air and disappeared.

She gasped loudly, and she didn't know if it was an infarction or relief, and there was a touch of bright moonlight missing in Shengjing City.

The gates of the Guogong Mansion were closed as it was getting dark.

Kick and tap, Lu Yixuan's footsteps are rare and leisurely, when she returns to Yue Chi's mansion, the lights are on, and from the sumptuous fanfare of dinner, a certain guy with colorful feathers swaggering through the city will definitely come.

Sure enough, Lu Yixuan stepped into the hall with his front foot, and the man's carriage stopped at the door.

The girl of the Lu family still felt strange, and now the saint sent Wang Defu to find someone in a hurry, obviously there was something important, why did she release this guy out of the palace so early, so she learned from Feng Mingxi's mouth what was the so-called "happy event" of Su Yi Congee.

Princess Mingyue is about to get married.

Qin Zheng has asked the saint for a decree, Feng Xiaowang is entering the palace today to discuss the purchase of the royal wedding, after all, Mingyue is the pearl of today's palm, and he has finally paid off after so many years of admiration for Qin Zheng, and he has been rewarded with what he wants, and he is gratifying, and the little princess does not feel aggrieved at all, and she does not feel that she is married at all.

In the imperial study in the afternoon, she jumped up and down like a canary that had broken free from the birdcage—

This palace wants to be the first beauty in this Shengjing City.

You are already - the Son of Heaven laughed and groaned helplessly.

This palace, this palace will also do the world's first red makeup, gold silk brocade, a hundred miles, everyone in Shengjing City must be unforgettable!

The people should rejoice with her, the little princess.

Qin Zheng's Horse Mansion has already been completed, the Internal Affairs Office is busy with the built-in furnishings, and all the brains that the little princess likes have moved in, including silk and satin, gold and silver jewelry, and even the little slaves sent have already entered hundreds.

The day of departure is carefully selected, and it will be next month.

"Late winter and early spring," Lu Yixuan said lightly, good days, good seasons, the beginning of spring, spring cardamom, aside from the disgust and jealousy of the little princess because of her love for Qin Zheng, she deserves to be the darling of the supreme in this world, "At that time, will His Royal Highness the Crown Prince return to Beijing?" ”

"Naturally," Feng Mingxi's chopsticks fell softly, "the saint has made an order, and he is rushing back to Beijing non-stop." "I can't miss my sister's wedding no matter what, and I can take advantage of the situation to chat with Qin Zheng, the horse master.

Lu Yixing raised his eyebrows: "Will the situation between the DPRK and China change because of this marriage?" She didn't deliberately want to inquire and investigate, but she just sighed that every move in Shengjing City could not escape the transaction of money and power.

Qin Zheng was originally the right-hand man of the King of Jin, but in recent months, he has been unusually provoked many times, and he is jealous of him, and he resolutely decided to marry the little princess as his wife, naturally in order to maintain the powerful position of the Qin family and obtain a new backer, not Her Royal Highness the princess, but the saint.

Donggong naturally sees this opportunity, if Qin Zheng is out of Mingyi's control, then he will definitely be of great benefit to his future by "taking advantage of the weakness" to include this talent under his command.

Qin Zheng will soon become the most sought-after among the hundreds of civil and military officials in Shengjing City.