"By the way, I don't know your name yet." Ming Chu sniffed and shook his arm.

"I... No name. He lowered his eyes, he was dead yesterday.

"Shall I give you a name?" A smile appeared in Ming Chu's eyes.

The boy looked up, confused and delighted. Eight years ago, he became a man without a name; Eight years later, the little girl in front of him will be given a new name.

Does this mean that he can say goodbye to the past? He curled his lips and nodded.

When the door was opened at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, he followed and dressed her. The air was damp, dew was dripping from the dead grass under the courtyard wall, and a plane tree stood in the southwest of the courtyard, its leaves shaking in the cold wind.

The crooked moon hung obliquely on the plane tree, and the ground seemed to be covered with a layer of frost.

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, he paced with his cheeks: "My mother's favorite sentence of Su Zizhan before her death was missing the moon and hanging the dredging tree, which missed the initial quietness of the people. ”

He listened carefully, a little nervous in his heart for the first time in a long time.

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, he clapped his palms: "Tonight, this scene, the sycamore leaves are dashing, and the moon is bright." Why don't you just call the moon? ”

"Yuewu, Yuewu, my name." He chewed on these two words repeatedly, and it sounded so good.

He curled the corners of his lips, the smile reaching to his eyes, and a flush appeared on his pale face. The already handsome appearance is even more feminine, as if the breeze enters the sleeves and the bright moon enters the arms, which makes people intoxicated for a while.

"You are Yuewu, I am the beginning of the Ming Dynasty. We will be together forever and ever. Ming Chu hooked his little thumb.

"If you pull the hook, no one can change."

Yuewu remembered this night forever in her heart, and remembered it in the words Yuewu.

And at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, they forever remembered the ballad of Yuewu and remembered their oath.

On a rare warm day after winter, the sun shines into the house through the green screen window, and the fine dust in the air is clear in the light. There was a beam of light that could not stay on the face of the early Ming Dynasty.

"Hot!" Ming Chu on the bed kicked off the quilt and woke up with a bang.

She rubbed her eyes and put on her shoes, the sun poured into the room, and Ming Chu tilted her head and smiled: "It's a sunny day." ”

Yuewu, who was holding a broom, walked to the screen window, his eyes crooked, "Miss is awake." Today he has changed into ordinary household clothes.

Ming Chu yawned and walked out of the house. She ran over with a smile: "Did you sleep well last night?" Oops, Mama told me to go wash up. ”

Yuewu pursed his lips and chuckled, he didn't sleep all night last night. When the morning light was faint today, he was already outside the house at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty.

When the sun appears above the mountains, the morning glow on the horizon is a slightly drunken orange, and then the fiery red is rendered little by little, and a large area of brilliant morning glow bursts out.

The red sun rose slowly, and the light and warmth fell on his body, and his heart warmed.

He immersed himself in this quiet and carefree time. The old days were full of calculations and killings. Unable to escape, sink into the abyss. His eyes darkened, and he turned his gaze to the window.

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, he slept soundly, sometimes muttering a few words that he couldn't hear clearly, sometimes laughing happily, and he didn't know what he dreamed of. Seeing her smile, he couldn't help but laugh.

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, I went to wash, and Duofu "meowed" and jumped on the steps to bask in the sun. Yuewu walked around the courtyard, and the orchids under the courtyard wall withered in the cold wind; Under the cornices hang a few icicles that have not yet melted, shining in the sun.

Suddenly I heard a knock at the door. "Crunch." Yuewu opens the door,

The manager, Li Chang, nodded slightly to Yuewu, and entered with a few family tench fish holding boxes.

Li Chang is only thirty years old, young but old, and is a confidant of Jiang Wangye.

Ming Chu in the room heard the movement and ran out. Li Chang had already instructed the family to put down the box.

"Fifth Miss, I am Li Chang, the head of the palace. These three boxes contain clothes, jewelry, powder, calligraphy and paintings. It's all for you. Miss Five, please accept it. Li Chang bent down slightly, his face calm.

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, I was confused, what did it mean to suddenly send so many things?

She has become accustomed to a life of neglect. Mama hurriedly pushed her from behind: "Hurry up and say thank you." ”

Only then did he come back to his senses at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty: "Thank you, Mr. Li." ”

Li Chang said: "There is one more thing, the prince said that after the fifth miss of Yuan Xi, you also want to go to the private school in Fuzhong to study." ”

After Li Chang and the others left, Ming Chu circled around the box, kicking from time to time.

Mama opened the boxes one by one, her rough hands touched those dresses and jewelry that she had never had in the early Ming Dynasty, and said with relief: "Fifth Miss, Lord Wang, he finally attaches importance to you." ”

"Alas!" At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, he sat under the plane tree with his cheeks back, and he was not as happy as his grandmother.

Yuewu looked at the dress in the box, thinking about what Ming Chu was wearing, and her small sigh interrupted his thoughts.

"Why is Miss sighing?"

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, he fiddled with his fingers and was sullen.

She sighed again: "The last time I broke into Qianyi Pavilion, I still remember my father saying to me, 'She and my mother shouldn't be angry with me', is it because of this reason that I suddenly ...... But what happened between my father and my mother?

Ming Chu hung his head and his voice was low. "After my mother died, in the palace, except for my grandmother, no one cared about me, and no one liked me. I was often bullied by Jiang Zhenyuan, in fact, I slowly got used to such days. ”

Yuewu squatted in front of Ming Chu and said seriously: "Yuewu's favorite is Miss, Miss is the best girl in the world." ”

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, he suddenly raised his head, and a sycamore leaf fell quietly. Yuewu's eyes were gentle as water, and she found peace of mind in that gentleness.

At dusk, Jiang Wangye was dealing with business in the study, he was lying in front of the case, and there were all kinds of military books on the big case of pear marble, and dozens of treasure inkstones and various color pen holders.

The princess's personal maid in green dress asks to see.

She Shi Shiran saluted: "Madame, please come to the Jade Pavilion as soon as possible to attend the Lantern Festival night banquet." ”

"Well, I'll go over it." A rare smile appeared on his perennially serious face. In previous years, the border passes were in turmoil, the Qianhu were repeatedly violated, and the war was continuous, and the soldiers could not relax at any time. Even the Lantern Festival is just a letter back to the family.

It wasn't until last year that the elite division of the Yang Dynasty took the initiative to attack three times, penetrated 700 miles behind enemy lines, and disintegrated the Qianhu tribe one by one, and the border pass was temporarily peaceful, so that he could return to the capital to reunite with his family, leaving only the eldest son Zhenning to guard the border pass.