Chapter 65

In the following days, Yin Chenglu came to find Mu Yan more often, and he didn't shy away from going in and out, and he didn't take into account the same looks of the people around him.

"I think it's warm today, so it's better to take advantage of such a bright sunshine to go out and have a look."

Mu Yancai put down the gadgets in his hand, Yin Chenglu stood behind her, and said softly.

The sunlight outside was really bright, and the room was covered with golden light, Mu Yan looked back at Yin Chenglu, and there was a little sunshine in his eyes, and his whole heart was warmed.

"Okay." Mu Yan's face flew a little red, and he was still a little restrained in front of Yin Chenglu, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled a little, and he nodded without hesitation.

The maids passing by around stopped and looked at Mu Yan and Yin Chenglu in and out of pairs, even if they were like this for a while, they still couldn't believe their eyes, stopped for a while, held the things in their arms, and left in a hurry.

"Where do you want to go?" The two of them walked side by side, stepping on the broken petals all over the ground, the sun was shining, and it was warm on the body, Yin Chenglu looked sideways at Mu Yan and asked.

"Everything." Mu Yan pursed his lips and smiled, and the rest of the words were not spoken, as long as he was with him, it would be the same everywhere.

"It's better to go rafting and have a good time, and you won't waste today's weather."

The boat is not very big, but there are all the things inside, the curtains on the boat are slightly blown by the wind, the lake is rippling, and the silence around is only the sound of a few birds, which looks like a special taste.

Mu Yan stared at the ripples on the surface of the lake, and his heart was also flooded with waves of different sizes, and he was still holding the flowers handed over by Yin Chenglu just now, which were already wilting a little in the sun.

"I like this environment, I don't have any worries, I'm very comfortable." Yin Chenglu took a deep breath, leaned on the railing, looked at the forests in the distance, and said with emotion, the burden on his body was also slightly relaxed.

In this way, time always seems to be insufficient, and time is burned in column after column of incense, along with the curling smoke, disappearing.

It's a dark night in the twilight again, Mu Yan's legs are a little sore, but his heart is very happy, the lantern in his hand is swaying, and the circle of light reflected is sometimes large and sometimes small.

A few maids passed by Mu Yan, and when they saw Mu Yan's face, they hurriedly took a few steps back to the side, which was obviously a very spacious road, but it became the road that Mu Yan walked on his own, which seemed even more empty.

"Now, isn't that what I said before?"

Just walked a few steps away, and the voices of those discussions all fell into Mu Yan's ears, although they were not very clear, but they also heard a rough idea.

When they returned to the courtyard, the girls in the courtyard were still watching the bright moon outside, and when they saw Mu Yan coming, the expressions on their faces were not very good-looking, and they all pretended to be busy with the things in their hands, as if they hadn't seen Mu Yan's arrival at all.

"Oh, you're back." A man dressed as a subordinate, holding a box in his hand that he didn't know what it was, saw Mu Yan walk in, greeted him anxiously, and said with a flattering look on his face.

"Huh?" Mu Yan didn't quite understand the man's courteous appearance, so he picked up the lantern with some confusion and shone the man's face a few times.

"This is what the prince ordered, but he didn't welcome you for a long time." The man was like a dog's leg, and he lifted the light veil on it, and inside it was actually some small things such as hairpins on women's heads, which were full of them.

"Didn't you say you were sent back some time ago?"

The girls around, and some curious maids, all stood aside, far away, pointing and muttering about the changes.

After Yin Chenglu's attitude changed, Mu Yan seemed to have squeezed out those small circles, and he became the 'focus' of Yunyang Mansion, no matter where he went, there would always be a few people pointing fingers, and he didn't know what he was muttering.

Fortunately, unless Yin Chenglu has something important to do, he is inseparable from Mu Yan almost every day, like a pair of lovers.

Everywhere Mu Yan went, it would cause some heated discussions, such as endless topics, and what those maids liked the most was to get together and start gossiping about all kinds of things, especially the changes between Mu Yan and King Yunyang.

Even if Mu Yan knew, he could feel the changes in those attitudes, and he wouldn't pay attention to them, now for himself, having that person is enough, and he doesn't have to think about other people's attitudes and opinions about him.

Mu Yan was holding a small plate in his hand, on which was the meal that he had worked hard to complete all morning, just to let Yin Chenglu taste his own craftsmanship.

"If you don't have a good rest at noon, what is this doing?" Yin Chenglu looked at Mu Yan who walked in, as well as the things in his hand, and scolded him with some distress, while putting down the official business in his hand, greeting him, and taking the things in Mu Yan's hand.

"I did it myself, I don't know if it's to your liking." Mu Yan's face flew with two flushes, and he pulled his skirt a little crampedly.

just lightly revealed the hard work of tossing all morning, and did not say how much effort he had put into such a small dessert.

"Don't do that next time." Yin Chenglu's tone lowered the temperature slightly, and Mu Yan was shocked and a little uneasy, could it be that he did it ugly.

Suddenly, Yin Chenglu suddenly held Mu Yan's hand, held his slightly cool fingertips, passed his temperature over, and said with some distress: "Look at your hands, you have to toss yourself like this, next time if you like what style, just let those cooks do it." ”

Mu Yan's hand trembled slightly, and he wanted to withdraw his hand, but Yin Chenglu restrained it and didn't pull it back, and his face turned even redder.

"I, I'm fine." Mu Yan's slender hands were covered with red marks, as if they had been burned, a little red and swollen, and they looked terrifying.

"If this happens again, then you will be directly confined to the house, and you will not be allowed to go out." There was no threat in Yin Chenglu's words, but there was a little distress, the look in his eyes didn't look like a fake, and those words converged into a warm current, flowing slowly in Mu Yan's heart.

Time passed by little by his side, and as the days of getting along became longer, Mu Yan's dependence on Yin Chenglu became stronger and stronger, and the feelings seemed to be sunny days, scorching.

Yin Chenglu no longer asked Mu Yan to participate in those special trainings, nor did he mention a little more about his great cause, as well as how to capture Yin Yi.

The subordinates in the mansion saw these changes in their eyes, and secretly speculated whether the prince really fell in love with Mu Yan, just by virtue of such an identity?

In the big and small corners of the house, as long as there are a lot of people, there will be whispering voices, and almost all of them lock the topic on Mu Yan's body.

"Have you heard, she went out again today, could it be that the prince is real?" Before he finished speaking, he interrupted directly, and said meaningfully, not daring to name him directly, for fear that trouble would come out of his mouth and involve some of his own things.

"Yes, I see that her position is very stable during this time, maybe the prince is sincere, after all, she is also good-looking." With a sour tone, those ordinary looking maids were a little unwilling, and had to admit that Mu Yan's appearance was outstanding.

"Impossible, what is Mu Yan's identity, how could the prince really take a fancy to her and marry her as a princess, even if the prince likes her, she is just a concubine, and she still wants to get any identity."

These words are too much, how can Ni Xiang not hear them, but whenever he hears these things about Mu Yan, he is always inexplicably disturbed, although there is no expression on his face, but the temperature around him has dropped by a few degrees.

"Yes, I heard that the prince is very attentive to her."

A large part of these gossips reached Ni Xiang's ears, and Ni Xiang became more and more uncomfortable in her heart, looking at the maid who was still whispering in the corner, unaware.

"What are you talking about here, or are you saying you're done with your work?" Ni Xiang took a deep breath, walked over, with a cold face, and said with the maids.

The maids expected that there would be other people around here, and the discussion just now was so hot that they had long forgotten where they were, and they hung their heads down, and secretly complained in their hearts, not knowing how much they had been listened to in those remarks just now.

"Be careful with your own words, pay attention when you go out to talk in the future, what to say and what not to say, you know in your heart." Ni Xiang didn't care about the situation at all, and scolded the maids all the way to leave.

"The prince said, you go back and have a good rest." When Nixiang faced Mu Yan, her tone was not good at all, and God still gritted his teeth.

In front of the prince, Ni Xiang could still do her duty, and there was no trace of displeasure on her face, or even any other feelings, but as soon as Yin Chenglu left, when there were only two people left, Ni Xiang's dissatisfaction in her heart couldn't be hidden at all.

Mu Yan had long been accustomed to Ni Xiang's inexplicable faults, and he didn't say anything, so he wanted to walk to his yard.

"This flower is very precious, if it is broken, you can't afford to pay for a few!" The anger in Nixiang's heart was not vented, looking at Mu Yan's face, thinking of the previous gossip, her heart was already very irritable.

Mu Yan's skirt only touched the petals, and he took a few steps back to the side, a little away from the flower, ignoring Nixiang's snarky words.