At this moment, Yun Yang followed after pouring water, and when he saw Ling Fu sitting in the courtyard, he was overjoyed, and his face was as bright as a flower, pressing the peach and plum color in the corner of the wall.

He really cares about her!

She worried all night, for fear that Jin Yanchen would give up on her, but he really put Ling Fu back. For her sake, because Mu Dianke threatened Jin Yanchen with her!

Yun Yang was so excited that he didn't know what to do, his apricot eyes were foggy, he stepped forward to shake Mu Dianke's hand, and said excitedly: "Girl, he promised to release him, he really agreed!" Thank you! ”

Mu Dianke had pity in his eyes.

The woman who was circling around the Liu family's mansion was long-sleeved and good at dancing, and she was so shrewd and calculating. But now she can't read it.

It is impossible for Jin Yanchen not to let Ling Fu go.

Chang Qianfo has escaped, and his plan to kill people with a knife has failed, and at this moment he should have a headache of how to repair the rift with Changjiabao, rather than continue to make this beam bigger.

I'm just giving him a step.

But she didn't say anything. As Mu Zhongcheng said, if you can, who would want to break your heart?

Yun Yang himself may not be unable to understand. It's good to have a good time.

Mu Dian smiled and said, "Yes, Steward Ling is back, you can also go." ”

Yun Yang raised his head and looked at Chang Qian Buddha urgently.

Chang Qianfo said: "There are horses outside the inn. ”

Yun Yang turned around and ran away, her rose-red skirt fluttering in the wind, like the morning glow surging in the sky.

Chang Qianfo sighed with emotion, he originally wanted to let the iron guards give Yunyang a ride after eating, but he didn't want her to be so anxious. As rumored, the golden six young fruit is the master who can attract women to climb over the wall and care about their hearts.

He glanced at Mu Dianke and thought to himself, it's okay.

He helped Mu Dianke to Ling Fu's table and sat down. The innkeeper came over with a long tray and put two bowls, three dishes, four or five kinds on the table, including meat, vegetables, noodles, soup, and various fruits cut into dices, all kinds of styles, but the portions were not much.

Mu Dian can sit at the same table with Ling Fu and Liangqing to eat, a little uncomfortable, and just eat with his head stuffy.

Chang Qianfo called Chang Qi over, snatched the jar of sand medicine from his hand, and raised his hand to pour the hot medicine into an empty bowl.

The method of pouring medicine is very familiar. The clear decoction poured out from the spout, and a column of water one or two feet high hung above the white porcelain bowl, as if it were not moving.

The soup in the bowl kept rising, and when it was about an inch away from the edge of the bowl, Chang Qianfo abruptly stopped. The water column is disconnected from the spout, like a spirit snake swimming in the bowl, brushing the ground and diving to the bottom of the bowl, and not a drop of water splashes out.

Ling Fu and Liangqing didn't care, but Mu Dian was fascinated, and only felt that Chang Qianfo's last gesture of raising his sleeves and closing his hands was very beautiful. even made her give birth to a sense of honor.

Seeing Chang Qianfo looking over, he was busy lowering his head and picking up the noodles in the bowl.

Chang Qianfo took Mu Dianke's reaction in his eyes, and his heart was useful.

He deliberately raised the spout and poured it in order to dissipate more heat before the decoction was put into the bowl, Mu Dianke just drank it after eating, and now it seems that he also unexpectedly showed off.

Ling Fu looked at Chang Qianfo growing up, and he could see that he was proud, and he couldn't help but feel that his own son-in-law was really a little embarrassed.

After yesterday's rain, today's sky is exceptionally clear, spring flowers, wind and scenery, make people comfortable and lazy to the bones.

As he spoke, it was noon before he knew it.

Chang Qianfo asked Chang Qi to help him go back to the house to change the medicine, and before leaving, he was afraid that Mu Dianke would be embarrassed to stay outside alone, so he asked her if she wanted to go back to the room to rest for a while.

Mu Dian said with a smile: "I'm not tired, the sun at noon shines comfortably, and I want to sit outside for a while." ”

Chang Qianfo saw her say this, so he went with confidence.

Mu Dianke leaned on the back of the oblique chair with a soft blanket, raised his eyes, and looked at the scorching and bright peach blossoms above his head, and his eyes were covered with a faint layer of cool color.

I don't know how many flowers will bloom. or blooming, or containing buds, each decorated with branches, showing a graceful state. She counted in her heart boredly: one, two......

Counting to the eleventh, Ling Fu walked over.

"Jin Liugongzi asked me to tell the fourth young lady that you also have someone in his hands."

There are no surprises.

Jin Yanchen wants to force her back, and the best way is for Fang Jun and a cadre to threaten her with their lives. Even if she fled to the ends of the earth, she had to go back honestly.

She looked at the new peach above her head for a moment, and continued to count silently in her heart, asking, "How long?" ”

"Seven days. Seven days since yesterday. ”

Six days to go, she thought to herself. A petal fell off the branch, swirling and falling, falling right on her long eyelashes, blocking her view.

The number of peach blossoms is messed up.

Mu Dianke sat up, turned his head, looked at Ling sincerely, and said, "There was a quarrel between our brothers and sisters, and it affected Steward Ling, and I am here to make amends to you on behalf of my sixth cousin." ”

Ling Fu said: "As long as you don't implicate the son, it's a trivial matter." ”

These words were pun entended, Mu Dian could understand it, was silent for a while, and asked, "This matter, he... You know? ”

"Childe doesn't know yet."

Mu Dianke said softly: "That's good." When the time comes, I will be gone. Please don't tell Steward Ling yet? ”

Ling Fu said, "He will always know." ”

"Then let him know eight later." Mu Dianke lowered his eyebrows, his voice softened, and he begged: "I want to be later, I'll tell him myself......"

According to Ling Fu's original idea, the sooner Mu Dianke was sent away, the better.

Jin Yanchen gave a seven-day deadline, obviously considering that Mu Dianke had a broken heart and needed time to recuperate. However, Ling Fu knew Chang Qian's Buddhist medical skills, and when Li Xiaoxiao moved all the precious medicinal materials from Jiankang Gu'an Hall, Mu Dianke's illness would be cured in a few days.

When the time comes, let her and Chang Qianfo live in love and affection, and I don't know what variables will be born.

But when Mu Dianke asked him how long Chang Qianfo had promised, the loss in his eyes made him unbearable.

Even though he knew that this woman was determined to kill, she was not a good person, but she still couldn't be ruthless to bully her.

Ling Fu thought to himself, he was really old, and he began to be indecisive in doing things, and he was not resolute at all.

Chang Qianfo came out after changing the medicine, Mu Dianke had put away his gloomy complexion, smiled very softly and well-behaved, and said: "I had nothing to do just now, and I counted the peach blossoms on this tree. Guess how many peach blossoms have bloomed on this tree? ”

Chang Qianfo smiled and asked, "How much?" ”

Mu Dian looked at him with a smile, seeing that his expression was soft and his eyes were full of doting smiles, he didn't feel that his heart was fluttering, like water soft and soft. Looking up at the scorching peach blossoms on the tree, his thoughts were a little distant, and his tone was also faint: "Sixty-three." ”

She still remembered the first time she saw him on Luoxia Street, that day was the eighth day of the second month, and today it was the tenth day of the second month, which was exactly sixty-three days.

Chang Qianfo smiled and continued: "This is really a spiritual peach tree. I don't know how many flowers it will bloom tomorrow, the best, it is one flower a day, not too much, one is not many, and it will bloom all year round. ”

Mu Dian knew that he understood. Raise the corner of his eyes to look at him, his eyes are as soft as spring water, and he is meeting Chang Qianfo and looking down tenderly, the love in his eyes seems to be able to drown people. I couldn't help but blush my cheeks and droop my eyes with shame.

The wind blows a petal of flowers, falling between the sideburns of the Yiren, and the peach blossoms on the human face reflect each other.