Mo Zhuofeng reluctantly called "Qing'er", her concentration was inattentive, and she was distracted several times, which made him inexplicably a little flustered and slightly sour, Sheng Yuan and her had only met twice, what made her remember? A terror flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't allow anyone to stay deep in Qing'er's heart. Qing'er smiled playfully, she was just curious about what kind of story General Shengyuan had with the original owner of this body, so that this man would ignore the danger again and again and bring himself under his wing.

"Why did General Shengyuan appear in the Murong Mansion?" King Jin's tone was tinged with a hint of coldness, and Qing'er was tightly wrapped in a fox fur coat, revealing only Qing'er's blushing little face.

"I was ordered by the emperor to search the Murong Mansion, which inevitably alarmed the female relatives of the mansion and came to supervise it in person." The cold wind is biting and cold, his eyes are like waves like snow, and the blue waves ripple out of the ice and snow, and the wind is infinite. He just stood like that, King Jin's wheelchair was rolling, and his heart was slightly sick, when he could stand beside Qing'er, let her look up to him.

"General Xie is sympathetic." Qing'er wanted to get up and return the salute, but King Jin stopped him, and his princess didn't need to salute others.

Sheng Yuan's side face looked even more handsome under the reflection of the snowlight, his thick black eyebrows flew up, and his eyes were as bright as jade. Qing'er dodged and made a gesture of invitation, and the two tacitly walked forward more than ten meters in tacit understanding: "Miss Qing'er, what do you order?" ”

"Don't you dare to order, it's just a matter entrusted a few days ago, does the general have an arrangement?"

"Well, I'm waiting for an opportunity."

Qing'er turned around and glanced at the face of King Tieqing of Jin, and she lowered her voice: "Tomorrow at noon, the banquet building will wait for me." ”

"Second Miss, the old lady heard that you were back, so let the old slave invite you and the prince over." Mama Lin appeared just right and solved the dilemma of King Jin.

Sheng Yuan's cold face did not fluctuate at all, and he suddenly turned around and gave a few orders to the guards who were close to him, the frozen lines stretched out, and the smile spread like a flower.

The old lady was bathed in the warm winter sun, the second lady wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, not far away, followed by a group of female dependents, Jin'er ran over playfully, "Second sister, you are finally back, since my father had an accident, my mother didn't think about tea and dinner, and I had no idea." This morning, the eldest lady came back in a rage, saying that she wanted to get her dowry back. Grandmother was silent, and we were helpless. ”

The little white hand straightened Jin'er's hair and patted her shoulder, "Take your mother back, my sister will take care of the matter here." ”

Murong Fei'er's vicious gaze came, Qing'er turned a blind eye, some people are willing to degenerate into the fate of pawns in order to achieve their goals, that is hopeless, if she is the bloodline of Murong Mansion, Qing'er will be more or less scrupulous, she looked at Fei'er, and a trace of sarcasm crossed her eyes. She held the second aunt who was coming towards her, "Go back, the cold wind is in your bones, be careful." The emperor has already decreed that the prime minister will be released, and he will be sent back in a while. ”

"Second Miss, the concubine is uncomfortable." The second aunt is over 30 years old, and the charm still exists. It's just that this sadness doesn't reach the bottom of the eye.

"Although the matter of the prime minister is yet to be determined, after all, a life has been saved, the second aunt has to bear the affairs in the house, my grandmother is old, and she has a cold again, and her body is not as good as before."

"What the second lady said is that the concubine went back, Lord Jin, the concubine retired first." Mo Zhuofeng nodded his forehead slightly, his eyes were full of Qing'er's figure, his deep concern was overflowing, and his soft eyes followed the thin figure.

"Grandmother, Qing'er is back." The news of King Jin's spoiling of Princess Jin spread all over the streets and alleys, as a man who stands up to the sky, in front of the emperor, he is not afraid of majesty, and promises to be a couple for a lifetime, how precious it is for women. Those who bullied Qing'er were all sanctioned by King Jin one by one, and someone supported Qing'er in the future, and the old lady sighed slightly.

The old lady was only sixty years old, with gray silver hair, a hairpin with a golden phoenix and a sunrise on her head, a red background on her forehead, a forehead embroidered with a peony pattern, a rectangular Hetian jasper gem on her forehead, the corners of her eyes drooped slightly, and a kind and friendly color under the wrinkles, and a faint sorrow appeared on her face, thinking that she was worried about the future of the Murong family.

"Grandmother, Qing'er helped you back to the house to rest, it's windy here."

The old man's eyes opened, "The old man has seen the prince of Jin." ”

"Grandmother killed her grandson, this is the family, regardless of dignity and inferiority, you are Qing'er's grandmother, and you are your grandson's grandmother."

"King Jin can treat Qing'er well, and the old body is no longer extravagant."

"Grandmother, you don't need to worry about the affairs of the prime minister, the grandson will do his best." King Jin sat with his eyes closed, a smile on the corner of his lips, Murong Qian's affairs were a little tricky, but it was not necessarily out of his ability.

"That's his own fault, Qing'er is the life of the old body, he is disrespectful to his father, the tiger poison is still not eating children, he is not even as good as a beast, the king of Jin does not need to intercede for him, the old body only hopes that you can give birth to a boy and a woman as soon as possible, and the wish is enough."

"Grandmother, your body is very important, Qing'er will help you take a look." The grandfather and grandson happily helped each other, and the afterglow surrounded the beam, driving away the faint chill.

The eldest lady counted her dowry in the treasury, and there were a lot of things on the list, and in that year, the Wang family's dowry also had one hundred and twenty-six lifts. The middle feed of Murong Mansion is in her hands, her dowry naturally no one dares to move, there are already more than a dozen carriages waiting outside the mansion gate, and the little maid in the mansion helps to carry it out, Uncle Bao stands in the door of the mansion according to King Jin's explanation, staring, Qing'er was going to come over, or King Jin feels sorry for her, the eldest lady has a ghost in her heart, and she is hostile to Qing'er, so it's better not to see her.

The study in the backyard is quiet and elegant, and on the chaise longue made of rosewood, there lies the sleeping Qing'er, and the indescribable silence seems to isolate this place into another space.

Lowering his voice, he slowly approached the chaise longue and leaned over to gaze at Qing'er's sleeping face. The eyes that are looking forward to the bright eyes are closed, like water lilies, and the common smile when they wake up disappears, making them more and more beautiful and peaceful.

Reaching into her arms, Nephrite's clumsy body slid the wheelchair and put her into the bed, helping her cover the quilt and lowering the curtain. Under the warm quilt, Qing'er turned over and continued to sleep soundly. Mo Zhuofeng didn't expect that Qing'er could cherish this marriage as much as he did, no matter what the beginning was, the ending would definitely be good.

Qing'er woke up leisurely when it was almost noon, thinking about the agreement with Shengyuan, and rushed to the banquet building after a simple wash. King Jin watched her leave the back, stunned, the old lady let the carefully prepared lunch, because of the absence of Qing'er, King Jin tasted tasteless.

The first floor of the banquet building is a tea house, there are drums and books singing, people come and go, so it is not lively. The hall on the second floor was already overcrowded, and the amount of ink had booked a private room yesterday, and Sheng Yuan's silver mask shone coldly in the dazzling sunlight, quieting the originally lively hall, until he entered the private room and the door closed, the hall resumed its hustle.

Everyone's after-dinner conversation is just around Murong Mansion. Prime Minister Murong in the court, the queen's own brother, actually calculated his two daughters, and it was light to be dismissed. Princess Li is even more out of line, obviously married to King Li, but still thinking about the prince, such a water-based poplar woman is even more despised, but King Li is a generous, don't care, and also brought Murong Yan'er back to the house, although she was demoted, at least she was not divorced, Murong Qian and Murong Yan'er's father and son have become people who are spurned by people, and the deep love between King Jin and Princess Jin is also talked about by everyone.

Sheng Yuan sat near the window, his eyes fixed on the downstairs. Time is like water, leaking by. Sometimes I try my best to save the years, but I can only watch it slip through my fingers, helpless and cruel.

Qing'er got off the carriage with a long posture, dressed in a black cloak, a jade crown and her hair, with a light smile like a breeze and a bright moon at the corner of her mouth, and a pair of radiant eyes were looking at Sheng Yuan, she was dressed as a man, looking extremely handsome and fresh.

Mo Liang respectfully introduced Qing'er into the private room, and there was a sigh in the hall for a while, everyone turned their heads and ears, and they must be extraordinary people who can get such a courtesy from Shengyuan.

Mo Liang still blocked the magpie out of the door, Qing'er was wearing men's clothes, and the two men lived in the same room, which was normal, as soon as the dark one entered the roof, he was blocked back by the secret guard arranged by Mo Liang, and the sound of the two fighting did not avoid the people in the house, Sheng Yuan poured a cup of tea and handed it to her: "The secret guard around King Jin has good martial arts, and he follows it on weekdays, today, I don't want him to disturb you and my Yaxing." ”

The topic that Qing'er was talking about was not suitable for King Jin to know, and Sheng Yuan took action to stop the secret guard's eavesdropping, and she went to the province to explain to King Jin.

She put down the teacup and refilled: "I have something to ask for?" She used an inquiring tone, perhaps because of Sheng Yuan's rescue several times, she inexplicably chose to believe him.

Being able to cross the King of Jin and find him, Sheng Yuan was extremely happy, but his face was as plain as water: "Whoever can do it, will never refuse." ”

"I want to leave the Jin Palace."

"Let the King of Jin be separated from you, the royal family has never had. Divorce your wife is an obstacle to your reputation. ”

Qing'er's eyes are like ink, and the folds are shining, as if there is a fire burning in them: "It is not my wish to marry into the Jin Palace, if you die, what do you think?" ”

A pleasant laugh overflowed from the corners of Sheng Yuan's cold lips: "Wait for my news." The idea that he coincided with Qing'er made him feel very good.

"It's just that afterwards, please think of a way to just make my grandmother scream, I don't want her to be sad."

"Well, what about the third aunt?"

"No need." Although the third aunt was kind to her, she was not as good as her grandmother's full protection, she guessed which camp the third aunt should be, she couldn't take risks easily, it was always better to be cautious.

Qing'er's clear eyes were as gentle as water, and her face was as red as the summer glow. Sheng Yuan is gentle and elegant, abandoning the appearance of frost, but it is a pair of beautiful people, the two of them talk to me and talk happily.