Qing'er was wearing a dark blue black silk embroidered placket, a blue white magnolia satin hem skirt, an inconspicuous double snail bun combed on her head, and a hairpin inlaid with beeswax water droplets gold step shake, the water droplets are made of rubies, although not as conspicuous as the ruby of the concubine, but it is also brilliant.

"Husband." This call is not like a normal day, it is a soft wind that blows a pool of spring water, blowing into the heart with three points of intoxicating tone, some vague voices seem to be full of satisfaction, coiled like a lingering.

"Lady, for my husband, I heard that Ling Ruizhi from Dawn Tower has arrived today." Mo Zhuofeng said on his lips, but his face was warm and doting, as if he wanted to give her the best in the world.

"Is Dawn Tower a sect of rivers and lakes, or a place to collect intelligence and buy and sell? It's always been a mystery that you mentioned the name, and it made me a little intrigued. ”

"Lady, sit down and drink tea for a while, the Longjing before the rain has just arrived." He picked up Qing'er and placed it on his lap, blowing the hot air of the teacup with ease, looking warm and kind.

Dark one hid outside, sighing in his heart, the prince of his family was afraid of falling off in the palm of his hand to the princess, and he was afraid of melting in his mouth, which was painful on the tip of his heart.

"Dawn Tower has existed for a long time, and since I remember it, I heard that Dawn Tower is a business for people all over the world, from news trading in the imperial court, royal secrets, and official handles, to countless, from killing people to making drugs and using drugs. Speaking of which, it originated in Miaojiang, and the mother of the war king was from Miaojiang. ”

Mo Zhuofeng was dressed in an azure brocade robe, with a jade crown on the top, protecting her with a soft smile, holding a teacup, and sending the tea into her mouth in small sips, Qing'er was wearing a gown with water-blue pomegranate flowers, a mint-colored peach skirt, a falling horse hair bun, a jade white hosta, her face was ruddy, and her skin exuded a luster like beautiful jade.

Mo Zhuofeng couldn't help but bow his head and kiss her red lips, "The love poison on your body must only be relieved by Ling Ruizhi, I heard that he was invited by the concubine as soon as he arrived." ”

The pale golden sunlight shrouded down layer by layer, stealing a little warmth and softness, but even so, the oncoming wind could suddenly blow away the half of the warmth brought by the sun, involving a bit of the coldness that should be in winter.

"Senior brother, Dawn Tower is busy, is it appropriate for you to come over at this time?" Concubine Rong spoke lightly, seemingly formless, Ling Ruizhi and her senior brothers and sisters for many years, how could they not know what her idea was.

"Senior sister, you didn't like the second girl of the Murong family at the beginning, but now, Che'er has put it down, the identity, knowledge, and cultivation of the seven princesses of the northern kingdom are all of the highest quality, why should you do it, it is good to make trouble until everyone is difficult to end, junior sister, you are too willful."

"Senior brother, I really don't like Che'er and Mu Qing to be together, just like he and Qing'er were as eyesore as they were at the beginning."

Ling Ruizhi smiled lightly at her, and there was a slight hint of teasing on his face: "You shouldn't be jealous of them, no matter who is with Che'er, you won't be happy." Senior sister, when Che'er grows up, she will inevitably marry a wife and have children, you are not right. ”

Concubine Rong's eyes were wet, her son was born with her hard work in October, how many dangers were avoided, she was frightened a lot, how could she give him up, why did she give it up to other women, she was unwilling, she was not happy.

Ling Ruizhi's handsome and elegant face was filled with a little incomprehensible complexity, this junior sister never made people worry, Mo Zhuoche went to the battlefield at the age of eight, and after so many years, she was no longer a woman who could manipulate her, but she was still obsessed, and she didn't know that she would turn her son away for thousands of miles.

The warm voice is slightly distant: "In the past, the master often persuaded you to stop in moderation, you are like this, for anything, as long as you are labeled, you will make trouble for no reason, when the emperor of the Mexican country attaches importance to the king of war, you can still sit comfortably in the position of your concubine and shout five and six, once the king of war loses power, you are just a piece of clothing for the emperor, you can be thrown away everywhere." ”

He got up and walked to the window and opened it, the atmosphere in the room made him depressed: "The war king is not your trophy, let alone a tool for your revenge, he is a living person, I remind you again, please respect him." After saying that, he didn't want to stay here anymore and walked away.

The forest wind is solemn, in the cold and depression, the king of war steps on the snow, and the sound of "creaking" under his feet, when he is irritable, he always likes to hear such a sound, he steps down one by one, leaving a series of footprints stretching into the distance on the snow.

In the depths of Merlin, the wind seemed to suddenly cold, washing away the surrounding fallen flowers, Mu Qing stood here, quietly, letting the cold wind blow the snow on the branches onto her shoulders, face, and even the brim of her hat. There are still a lot of bamboos planted around Meilin, and it is rare for the bamboos to still stand tall and tall in the wind and snow in such weather.

"It's a little stuffy, come out for a walk. Unconsciously into this garden, the winter is cold and warm, the early spring is ready to go, the plum blossoms here have bloomed for the last season, and they are about to meet its original fate. In comparison, those bamboos look green and white, which makes people shine. Mu Qing said to herself, the aroma of bamboo rice appeared in her mind, and the sweet taste filled her heart. Seeking Chinese

"Like it? If you like it, have someone move some to your yard. ”

"Don't bother, I do want some bamboo, just give me some hollow places." Through a small window, the eyes are full of vibrant green, and it is hard to imagine that it is only early spring if it were not for the charcoal stove burning in the house.

"Can you tell me what do you want those bamboo tubes to do?" Mo Zhuoche was full of anticipation, this little woman's crystal eyes were mixed with joy, the throbbing that had not appeared for a long time, and she was eager to try because of her joy.

"Have you ever eaten bamboo rice? This season, make some bamboo rice and make some soju, which is as good as the delicious food in your eyes. ”

The morning light is subtle, she leans against the window, a pair of phoenix eyes are clear like snow and ice, clear as clear water and clear springs, making people look at the end. In the clear waves, the excitement that crosses by, like the melting of winter snow, with a warm peep and full of loveliness.

Qing'er once washed his hands and made soup for King Jin, does that mean, he also hopes to taste Mu Qing's craftsmanship, I don't know when it started, this expectation has become like, it seems that the most familiar atmosphere lingers around him: "Come on, do according to the princess's words, you don't need to pass the meal at night, the king wants to accompany the princess to dine." ”

Mu Qing is very envious of the great freedom given to Qing'er by King Jin, whether she is in the Murong Mansion of the Mexican Kingdom or the palace of the Northern Kingdom, this freedom is something she can meet but cannot seek, and her identity dictates that she can't help but dump her temperament. From one golden cage to another, her heart was bitter and compassionate, and there was not a single star on her face, and the cold wind gusted, making her clothes rustle.

Ling Ruizhi and Mo Zhuoche met unexpectedly outside Merlin, like old friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time, with more tacit understanding and less subtlety.

"Young master, you have thought it through." Ling Ruizhi asked out loud, Mo Zhuoche was dressed in a snow-white fox fur, his ink hair was flying, and his thin and long body was breezy and elegant, as elegant as an ethereal fairy.

The sun is spreading, the cold wind is blowing, and what catches your eye is a resolute and vigorous face, which has been baptized by the years and stained with traces of wind, frost and snow: "Master Ling, please come, just to solve this matter, but is it difficult?" ”

"It's not difficult, the antidote has been made a long time ago, but if you want to solve it, your and Princess Jin's bodies will be hit hard."

"Tomorrow, this king will ask King Jin to have tea, and you can join us." After speaking, Mo Zhuoche turned around and walked in the direction Mu Qing left.

Mu Qing's movements were elegant, watching the boiling water rise white mist with the tea clip, lingering between her five fingers, she only felt that her weak and boneless hands were really beautiful in the dense water vapor.

Mo Zhuoche looked at her little face carefully, her face was beautiful, and the corners of her lips smiled, "It's really a blessing to be able to drink the tea you brewed in my lifetime." ”

"Princess, the materials are ready." The housekeeper replied cautiously, the master didn't like to be disturbed, but seeing that the sun was about to sink in the west, the hour was really not early.

Mu Qing got up, just about to take a step, for a while, the feeling of the world spinning, came back to his senses, the person was already lying in Mo Zhuoche's arms safe and sound, nephrite in his arms, wandering in his heart, "The snow road is slippery, your body is cold, I will accompany you." ”

"You can let me down." Mu Qing said on her lips, but her heart was beautiful.

"It's cold on the ground, and if you stay by the stove for a long time, you'll catch a cold if you get wet." He wrapped Dayu around her regardless of it, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, "I'll hold you and help you in the kitchen." ”

The butler's eyes almost fell out, when had the master ever been so gentle with a woman. I have to go to the kitchen to cook, and the official family respects Mu Qing even more in their hearts, this princess is far more important than Concubine Rong in the eyes of the master, and she must deal with it carefully in the future, so as not to get bored by the master.

Mu Qing was happy in her heart, but she also understood that Yu Zhanwang, he could fight on the battlefield at the age of eight, which shows the strength of his physique, in the past, she was too much like-minded friendship between friends, I have to admit that Mo Zhuoche is really considerate and thoughtful, which makes people linger, but she also knows that she and him, missed the previous life, and there must be no this life. If Murong Qing'er had been alive before, what choice would she have? Thoughts drifted away, there was a hint of crisp and numb itching on her red lips, the tip of Mo Zhuoche's nose rubbed her cheeks, and Mu Qing's hands naturally pressed against his chest, "I'm a little awkward, men and women are guarded, you should understand." ”

"I hold my own woman, how can men and women be guarded, it's better for us to hold a big wedding, Ming Media is getting married, you don't have to be so awkward." Domineering and brutal tone, Mu Qing couldn't help but smile, since he lived here, when has Mo Zhuoche been so intimate, and now he is domineering and declaring his affection, could it be that he is trying to restrain himself, he is going to do something difficult to decide.