Mu Qingjun secretly wrote down an account for Ji Changge, Shen Suhang saw the annoyance on her face, a smile on the corner of her mouth, and asked, "Princess, is it true?"

"When does the matter of this princess need you to be interrogated by a small official!" Mu Qingjun came up again and opened his mouth sharply, the cuteness and shyness of the girlish feelings just now were all gone.

Shen Suhang saluted again: "The minister doesn't dare, according to the laws of the Yin Kingdom, even the princess has no right to abuse her power to call the court officials to do things, if the princess is really short of manpower, it is better to tell the emperor and see how the emperor handles it."

"You!" Mu Qingjun was angered by his words, which was obviously threatening her, and suddenly got up and pointed at him, the arm was not straight, but he was in a hurry but accidentally looked away, and stepped on the brocade skirt that was so long that he dragged the floor, "Ah! All of a sudden, his head fell to the ground.

Just listen to the sound of "Peng".

Mu Qingjuan fell sturdy and gnawed on.

"Pss

Mu Qingjun raised his head in disbelief when he heard this harsh voice, and the guy really covered his face with his hands, and his face was flushed.

She was so embarrassed in public, Shen Suhang was actually laughing, he was actually laughing at her, and he was so open-minded!

All the slaves and maids held their breath, staggered to their knees, and quickly helped the princess up one by one, without exception, with white faces and little hearts, waiting for the next storm.

"Shen Suhang, this princess is not finished with you!"

A shrill female voice from the Breeze Hall resounded in half the sky, and several frightened pigeons fluttered and flew away.

Under the city of Chang'an, the voices of people are boiling, the market is full of people coming and going, there are people who buy steamed buns, there are people who sell sugar gourds, it is really full of people, and there are crowds of people. There was a person wearing a hat walking in the crowd, and suddenly saw the head of the missing person painted on the sign, which was Xiao He, a scholar of the Hanlin Academy of Yin Kingdom.

He stepped on bamboo straw sandals, dressed in a black linen coat step by step through the crowd, and looked closer, the portrait roughly described the appearance of the person, not as much as one thousandth of himself, looking for this picture, I am afraid that I will not find a trace for a hundred years.

The corners of his mouth rose, his smile was shallow, and the woman close to him suddenly saw his true face, and couldn't help but fall to the ground straight with shortness of breath, and the corners of his mouth twitched: "Okay, look at ......"

Seeing this scene, everyone hurriedly scattered: "I have a seizure, which little lady is this, hurry up and go to Chengkou Miaoshou Rejuvenation Zhang Ermazi's house to see!"

He hurriedly lowered his hat, withdrew from the crowd, and disappeared into the bustling market.

This year's Mid-Autumn Festival is here again, and it is a tradition to make red bean mooncakes on this day every year.

In the bachelor's house, Hongzhu was kneading the dough and pounding the red beans to make bean paste cakes, and Tang Yiwei was also lighting the fire for her on the side, and neither of them paid attention to anyone and did their own thing silently.

In a short time, the cake was ready, and the red beads were served in a delicate jade plate, steaming.

Tang Yiwei picked up the piece of cake, and was about to send it to his mouth, but was interrupted by the sound of Hongzhu's low sobbing, seeing that her eyes were red, her eye bubbles were swollen, and she looked very unenergetic.

Hongzhu tried her tears with a handkerchief: "In the past, at this time, Childe was always the happiest one, and he liked to eat red bean cakes the most......"

Tang Yiwei put down the cake, saw that she was crying pitifully, so he had to reach out and pat her hand lightly on her head to show comfort, and after his hand reached over, he stopped in mid-air and was embarrassed to go down, which was really embarrassing.

Hongzhu raised his head, and he hurriedly withdrew his hand, as if nothing had happened just now, "Why is my son-in-law so pitiful, he was sent by the Holy Lord to the border city to do disaster relief within a few days of returning to the capital, you see how this disaster relief and disaster relief put yourself in!"

Tang Yiwei thought about it for a long time and didn't know how to speak, since Xiao He's accident, all the words that could be said to comfort Hongzhu were said, and Tang Yiwei, who was like a lotus in his mouth, was also exhausted, "The matter has come to this, Hongzhu, don't be sad." ”

"How can I not be sad, what do you want in that ghost place, my son-in-law doesn't know if he is full when he leaves, and he has to be a full ghost when he dies, poor Xiao He"

"Who's pitiful?"

Tang Yiwei Hongzhu heard this familiar voice, and his eyes widened and he looked out the door.

The person who came was wearing straw sandals and raised his feet to enter the door first, wearing a linen black robe, looking like a fairy wind and bones, and then looking at the white and delicate face under the hat, who else could it be

There is no second man in this Yin country who can have such a good-looking appearance.

"Xiao He!" After Hongzhu saw the true face of that person, she couldn't help but shake her whole body, trembling uncontrollably, covering her mouth with her hands, not daring to recognize him easily.

"Xiao He, is it really Xiao He?" Tang Yiwei wiped his eyes vigorously and leaned over, still unable to believe that the person standing in front of him was Xiao He, who fell into the cliff and his life and death were unknown.

"It's me." Xiao He smiled slightly, "I'm back, making you worried." There were tears in the corners of her eyes, but she was still smiling, this familiar smile appeared in front of Erren Miàn, they were all excited and couldn't help themselves, Hongzhu flew over and hugged her: "I knew you weren't dead, I knew you were still alive, it's great that you're back......"

Xiao He was strangled by her and couldn't cry or laugh, so he had to pat her back to smooth the crying red beads, but she pinched her face hard, and she let go of her hand when she pinched it so badly, and said leisurely: "Well, the face is real."

Although Tang Yiwei was also happy, his doubts prevailed: "It is said that you fell off the cliff and died, isn't that true"

"That's half right, I fell off a cliff, but I was lucky to be saved."

"After saying this, I said, look at you all over the dust, the road must be bumpy, hurry up and freshen up and taste the red bean cake made with tears after tasting red beads."

"you." Hongzhu glanced at him uncomfortably, let go of Xiao He, still sobbing, but his eyes were full of joy.

Xiao He couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, it seems that Tang Yiwei has suffered a lot because of Hongzhu's sentimentality

"If you don't die in a great disaster, you will have a blessing!"

The revenge was not avenged, how could she let the man go so easily.

Inside the Forbidden City.

Dressed in black, the tightly wrapped Detective Ouchi attached to Mu Churan's ear, and after a few words, he quickly stepped through the window and disappeared.

Being suspicious by nature is a common problem of a high-ranking person, and Mu Churan is no exception, so even if that person has no news, he still has some expectations and hopes in his heart, and secretly arranges multiple eyeliners all over Chang'an City, especially the bachelor's mansion where she lives, in order to be such a day.

Now, he had waited, expected and unexpected.

Mu Churan's eyes trembled, and he felt that the whole world had been washed again, becoming as beautiful as ever, and everywhere was colorful and vibrant.

She's back.

It's night.

Xiao He rubbed his sore muscles and bones, thinking back to the day he went down the mountain.

The poor old man said: "This time is fate, and there will be a period later."

She swore that she had never walked such a long staircase, made of marble, only wide enough for a person to walk, and if she went wrong, she would seem to fall into the clouds that she could not see clearly, and this staircase was far away, and when she walked to it, she almost broke her leg, layer upon layer, straight into the sky.

After walking down the last section, I turned my head to look back, and suddenly everything disappeared, as if there was no such exaggeration.

Xiao He is a non-believer in God.

On the night when the Regent's Mansion was destroyed, she hid in the secret passage and begged all the gods hundreds of times, but there was no one who responded to her.

She was a godless believer.

However, the staircase disappeared before her eyes so vividly.

Thinking of the old Taoist god's chattering words, she understood ignorantly, how could ordinary people appear in that kind of place, how could ordinary people save her from falling off the cliff and dying, how could ordinary people know everything about her

Maybe it's really fateful and escaped, maybe it's a certain number in the dark.

"Smack."

Was the window in disrepair blown open by the wind again, Xiao He sighed lightly and got up and touched the darkness to close the angry window, and as soon as his hand touched the window paper, he was suddenly held by a pair of thick big hands.

"......" Xiao He was startled in his heart, reacted quickly, raised his other hand and slashed towards the person mercilessly, with a burst of palm wind to cover his ears and steal the bell.

The man hurriedly said, "It's me!"

Xiao He froze suddenly, and the palm of his hand was only three centimeters away from the man's head.

Mu Churan

Xiao He's heart was complicated, and he suddenly withdrew his hand from his hand and did not move.

Mu Churan saw her withdraw her hand, jumped into the window with both hands on her robe, and hugged her while she was not moving.

"You're going to make me look for it so hard."

His head was tightly buried in Xiao He's neck, and the scorching breath he spit out while speaking made Xiao He couldn't help but tremble.

He took a deep breath on Xiao He's shoulder, and said with satisfaction: "It's your taste."

Xiao He remembered the day he fell off the cliff, his shadow suddenly flashed in his mind, which was a bad sign.

Xiao He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then pulled Mu Churan away, and said, "Your Majesty, do you know what the consequences of sneaking out like this will be?"

There are still no lights in the house.

Mu Churan looked at her gaze in the moonlight, and her voice suddenly choked: "Then do you know how long I have been waiting for this day, and what kind of mood I am waiting for you, believing that you are not dead."

Xiao He didn't have anything to say, her head turned slightly to the other side, every time he said such ambiguous words, she didn't know how to respond, afraid that as soon as she met his dark and bottomless eyes, she would fall into it uncontrollably.

Mu Churan stiffly pulled back her face, and said domineeringly to her face: "Also, I once said that only when we are here, we will call my name." Anyway, he looked at her with that expectant gaze, and it was impossible to refuse in the night.

“…… Mu Churan. ”

Finally hearing the voice of his heart in the center of his heart, he looked at Xiao He's eyes more and more gently, and said: "Today is the Midyear Festival, I don't know how I would live without you, but fortunately you are back."