The morning light shines on Qing'er's palm-sized face, and there is a shallow smile on her impeccable facial features, which is illuminated by the sun, refracting a fine light, bright eyes, and looking out of the gate faintly, in order to properly deal with the affairs of the homeless people, the King of Jin has not returned for another night, she can't sleep, so she simply got up early, just waited at the door, and watched the return of the King of Jin.

As soon as the people in the house were done, they bowed their heads and did their own guys, the princess was kind, but she couldn't easily meddle in the master's affairs, and even Mobao just asked people to send some tea and snacks from time to time.

It's been a long time since she's been so childish. Until the sun rose, King Jin dragged his tired body into the gate, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the people who were thinking about him.

"Didn't you sleep a little longer, didn't you have breakfast?" The caring tone, the appropriate greeting, Qing'er was warm.

Stretched out his hand to wrap his neck directly, looking like he couldn't afford it, and the happy laughter of King Jin sounded in the courtyard, and he picked up Qing'er, full of pain: "I don't need breakfast, what should I do if I'm hungry?" ”

Turning around and telling Uncle Bao to go to the kitchen to pass the meal, he took a big stride and went inward, the couple talked and laughed along the way, and the slaves and maids passing by all groveled and did not dare to look up.

King Jin ate the soup dumplings and looked up at Qing'er from time to time, "No appetite, or does the food taste bad?" ”

Qing'er shook her head and put down her chopsticks, "We're going to leave in a few days, I want to go to Murong Mansion before leaving, there are some things I want to talk to my grandmother." ”

Thinking about it, if you want to leave for a while, you should come to the door and make it clear to the old lady, you can't say goodbye without saying goodbye.

"Well, let Uncle Bao arrange it after noon, my husband has been busy with affairs these days, and I can't accompany you."

King Jin is very sorry, since the exiles entered Beijing, he has not been with his wife, how much is not a taste in his heart, his father has too many things to worry about, and the eighth child has just returned to Beijing, many things still need to be familiar, all of them are thrown to him at once, this is the elder brother, it is really unreasonable, besides, this go, it is a lot of days, he has to do something in this stall.

Mu Qing's disappearance made the old lady Murong restless, and the panic that had been lingering in her heart for many years became even worse, tossing and turning, not thinking about tea and dinner, and after two days of panic, Qing'er finally came.

Retreating from the others, the old lady held her hand tightly, a lot of things have happened these days, first the prince had an accident, and then there was the arrival of Mu Qing, the queen mother died suddenly, and now Mu Qing's disappearance has completely made the old lady have a voice in her heart, which is about to come out.

"Child, tell grandmother, where did Mu Qing go?"

Qing'er gently put the scattered bun in the old lady's ear behind her ear softly, "Grandmother, Mu Qing followed the high priest back to Nansheng Kingdom, Mu Qing and I have something bizarre about their identities, before, I used to tell you without concealment." Now, please tell me, what is the relationship between Qing'er's biological mother, Murong Ling'er and Nan Shengguo's witchcraft technique, or trace its roots, the ancestors of the Murong family have people from the witchcraft technique. ”

The old lady's eyes were no longer as clear as before, with a little cloudiness, as if recalling, as if thinking, Qing'er did not urge, just waited quietly.

After about a cup of tea, the sky slowly darkened, the red sun set in the west, and the old lady seemed to come back to her senses from a long thought: "Child, grandmother is not very clear about the things of the ancestors, but as the patriarch of the Murong family, my mother-in-law once explained that the reason why the Murong family has not had any male births over the years is because it is cursed, and the daughter of our Murong family must fulfill an obligation, as long as no generation is willing to sacrifice, the fate of the Murong family will not change from generation to generation." ”

"What kind of obligations are fulfilled?" Qing'er's body trembled slightly, and she chuckled in her heart, could it be that she really guessed it.

The old lady got up and groped out something from under the bed behind her, it was an ordinary silver lock, a seemingly simple pattern, so that Qing'er didn't notice much, this is the style of gossip, but it added other elements, she is not proficient in this aspect, and she needs to go back and ask Uncle Jinghuang.

"This is left by the ancestors, saying that if one day, the daughter of the Murong family is in trouble, she will go to the Nansheng Kingdom Witch Gu Sect to find the high priest, so that she can save the day, the old body has never been opened, but it is just collected."

Qing'er's bright eyes flashed with a fine light: "It turns out that every generation of the Murong family has daughters born, but they have always claimed that they have no heirs, and generations of daughters, such as the current Jin'er and Fei'er, are the heirs of their step-sons, and you are evading the investigation of the Witch Gu Gate again." ”

Qing'er's head was spinning rapidly, she connected the information she had learned little by little, and actually guessed the secrets of the Murong family that had never been declared to the outside world, and the old lady was shocked and sighed, not only was the King of Jin a suitable candidate for the throne, but even the Princess of Jin was not a peerless person in the world. absolutely

The world is unpredictable, the peaceful life of several generations has been broken after all, it is understandable, the bizarre incident that happened to Mu Qing and Qing'er made the old lady accept it happily, and the reason is that the Murong family hides a bigger secret.

"It seems that I am going to visit the Witch Gu Gate in person, grandmother, please rest assured, since I have this body, I will definitely take care of Mu Qing."

The old lady never doubted her responsibility, and handed her a bag, which was left by Murong Ling'er when she left, and it might be able to play a role.

As the sun set, Qing'er hurriedly returned to the Jin Palace, and came directly to Uncle Jinghuang's courtyard, walking fast, Liuzhu was a little panting, and the small broken steps were very tight, and sometimes she had to run a few steps quickly, and sighed silently in her heart, the princess's body and bones are really good, and her physical strength is better than their rough work.

The courtyard has a tea table, on which there is a colorful green Ruyao mountain water bottle, there are a few buds in the bottle that want to release the lotus, the goose yellow stamens of the finger belly size are particularly gratifying, the long tassel is happy on the eyebrows, see the flowing beads, the haze of the previous days is swept away.

Changyang secretly complained to himself, so spineless, where is the man's masculinity, where is there no grass in the world, I want to pick one without him in my heart.

Uncle Jing Huang was bathing, to wait for a while, Changying deliberately brewed a good hair tip, and brought a cup to Liuzhu, the woman's heart was as thin as a needle, Liuzhu smiled wisely, Changyang looked stunned, Liuzhu's appearance should be a little interesting to Changying, but why go to see Mo Zhuohan alone.

Always be careful to sail the boat for ten thousand years, pay attention, it's always good, if Changying is carried away by feelings, he is very sober, Changyang sent a few plates of dim sum over, it seems to be a simple dim sum, but there are many processes, it is rare that this is made by Uncle Jing Huang himself, and others do not have such treatment.

Looking at the colorful flower-core dim sum, it is very chic, pick it up, a fragrance is fragrant, chewed between the teeth, sweet and glutinous taste, "Your craftsmanship is good, I can't see it, thick and fine." ”

Changying took the lead in replying: "This is made by the prince himself, those of us who are slaves, but we don't have such good skills, or the princess of Jin has a mouthful, the prince rarely cooks on weekdays, and it should be eighteen years ago from the last time." ”

Liuzhu opened her mouth wide in surprise, it takes eighteen years for a person to cook, what is the reason, I like to cook some food, but also every three or five times, or ten days and a half months, and then not one or two months apart, eighteen years, is there any story.

The master and servant are both women, and they are both interested in the story, so they pricked up their ears and concentrated, waiting for the following, but they heard Uncle Jinghuang's displeased reprimanding words: "You want to go back, and your heart is like an arrow, so you have so many mouths and tongues." ”

Changying Changyang stuck out his tongue and stepped aside in a regular manner, like wronged children, they didn't dare to make such a mistake before, which really made Uncle Jinghuang's tense face relax, and there was a faint smile on his face: "Come back now, there is more than half an hour on the road, and you haven't eaten yet, go and prepare some easy-to-eat porridge and side dishes for Princess Jin, and tell the kitchen to make another fried bun." ”

"Although these snacks are delicious, they are a little choking, and they are better with tea." He took the fruit, skillfully peeled it, cut it into pieces, and then put it in front of Qing'er, all the movements were smooth and smooth.

Liuzhu is becoming more and more confused, just as Mo Zhuohan said, in this world, there will not be a man who is good to a woman for no reason, not a father and brother, what kind of emotion should it be. Liuzhu thundered in an instant, and the whole person was not good.

King Jin takes good care of the princess, and the young couple is very affectionate, if Uncle Jing Huang wants to plot against him, she will not let him succeed, and even with Changying, he does not have the good face just now.

The fire at the city gate affected the pond fish, and Changyang was about to become an internal injury when he held back his laughter. The prince cares about the princess of Jin so carelessly, and people who don't know the reason will have some misunderstandings, and they can only obey orders when they make the decision that it is not good for their subordinates to dispose of the master.

Qing'er took out the silver lock: "Please Uncle Jinghuang for advice, can you say anything about the pattern on this?" ”

Uncle Jing Huang took it in his hand and looked at it carefully, "This is the phoenix totem, it is the logo of the saintess of the Witch Gu Gate of Nanshengguo, it is a symbol of identity, and then Nanshengguo, but anyone who has some knowledge, when you see this sign, you have to give three points, and what you are holding in your hand should be the legacy of the saintess of Nanshengguo back then, as for how to identify the authenticity, presumably the Witch Gu Gate has a high opinion." ”

"The prince is not curious, why is such a thing in my hands?" Qing'er gently frosted the pattern of the phoenix totem, and felt uneasy in her heart, could it be that Murong Ling'er is the inheritance of the saint will affect Mu Qing, after all, the soul in the depths of her bones cannot be changed.

So the high priest and Mu Qing in exchange for a condition to let Mu Qing return to the Gate of Witch Gu and become a contemporary saint, so as to break the curse that the Murong family is difficult to give birth to a man.

Qing'er's sometimes stretched, sometimes frowning brows, made Uncle Jinghuang's rare good mood disappear, and was replaced by incomprehension of Qing'er.