Weiyang couldn't care about the cold anymore, and jumped up from the bed, and the Yunjin robe on his body was slightly messy. She tugged at the handful, and the person had already walked to the door.

Lin Fei, the shopkeeper of Qingqi Winery, was born and raised in Beijing and has a calm temperament. He was also the son-in-law of the family, he had seen all the prosperity in the world, and when the family was broken, he was fortunate to save his life by asking the traces, and since then he has been working tirelessly for him before and after the saddle.

When the door opened, Lin Fei's expression was not very good-looking, "Young Master, Miss Yanran is back......" He hesitated to glance at Weiyang, and said: "It's not good, the third master went back to Shuiyue Villa to ask Young Master Han for medicine." ”

Before looking at his expression, she knew that the matter was more serious than he said, she turned around and walked a few steps, pulled her white fox and walked downstairs, and asked as she walked: "Are you worried about your life?" ”

"Although I don't have to worry about my life, I'm afraid I'm ......" Before Lin Fei finished speaking, Weiyang had already disappeared from his eyes. He frowned, worried and sighing.

Weiyang took the light skill to the extreme, and blew the snow from Suzaku Street to the north gate like a gust of wind. In the middle of the night, she was dressed in a white coat and blended into the vast world, and she was a little indistinguishable.

An Yuqing stared at the white shadow that disappeared from her eyes in an instant from a distance across the Zizhao Bridge, and was amazed. It was also from this night that he spared no effort to track down Weiyang's identity, and he didn't find out until he died.

Bishui Manor, Weiyang frowned slightly and fell in a courtyard, she instinctively pressed her hand on the wound on the abdomen, and the warmth revealed through the robe, sticky and slowly cooled. She knew that it was the internal force that had been lifted too quickly, and the wound that had just healed was broken open again.

She wrapped her body tightly, and the sound of footsteps sounded, and she walked straight to the room where the light was on.

"Young master!" Qing Jin heard the footsteps and immediately knocked the door and welcomed her in.

Weiyang didn't speak, and wanted to go to the bedroom to see Yanran.

Qing Jin stopped in front of her, his brows furrowed but he wanted to speak.

Weiyang glanced at him coldly, "If you have something to say, just say it!" ”

"Young master, Yanran she, she is a little seriously injured and unconscious. It was Qijiu who sent her out of Lucheng at the cost of two hidden piles, but ......"

Weiyang was immediately annoyed when he saw him, and the rare cold color was enveloped on his face, and he passed past Qing Jin sideways and entered the inner room.

Feng Priest stood at the window, and he didn't turn back when Wei Yang came in, standing there like an ice sculpture.

There was a thick brocade tent hanging on the bed, and Weiyang walked over and opened half of it, and he was angry in an instant after just one look. She finally understood why the shopkeeper Lin was full of gloom; finally knew why Qingjin wanted to stop her; A flame ignited in her dark eyes, and she gritted her teeth and asked, "Who said?" ”

When she returned to Beijing from Lucheng, it took her ten days to be unconscious. Yanran's delicate face, like a hibiscus, was still wrapped in layers of white cloth, and a finger-wide blood stain from the left ear to the lips wet the white cloth.

Qing Jin came in behind Weiyang, glanced at the sealing sacrifice that was frozen into ice, and said helplessly: "The wound on Yanran's face and the wound on your body come from the same sword, and it is the soul of the eleventh in the world's weapon spectrum and the feud of the Nether Ghost Clan; Other wounds are nothing compared to this. ”

"Netherlands?" Weiyang chewed the blood word by word, and said hatefully: "From today onwards, collect the news of all the Netherworld Ghost Clan, and I will sacrifice the life of his entire clan to sacrifice today's Yanran!" There was a chill in her voice, and the flames in her eyes faded, but they were blood-red.

Feng Priest and Qing Jin bowed down: "Obey the order of the young master!" ”

"If you don't have to worry about your life, when will you wake up?" Weiyang put down the brocade tent, and some thoughts did not belong.

Qingjin comforted her and said: "Cangxin poured medicine into her, although the fever has subsided, but she has been deeply poisoned, and it is a great luck to be able to save her life and come back." ”

Weiyang's face became more and more pale, and just when she was exhausted of her remaining anger, Mu Qinghan arrived.

He looked at Weiyang's pale face and frowned displeasurely, but he didn't say anything. checked Yanran's pulse, slightly changed the recipe she used last time, and asked Qingjin to decoction the medicine.

"The poison has entered the internal organs, and it will not be able to get rid of it for a while and a half, and it needs to be slowly recuperated, maybe for a year and a half." Mu Qinghan's expression was extremely light, and he cleaned his hand and took Weiyang to walk outside.

Weiyang no longer saw any traces of anger on his face, so he just bit his lip and didn't say a word.

Mu Qinghan became a prophecy, Yanran was in a coma for a year, and after waking up, it took three years to recover her martial arts, and she practiced hard for more than a year before returning to Weiyang, but the scar on her face could not be smoothed out in her life, ruining her flower and moon appearance.

According to the temperament of Weiyang Baht, this matter must not be good.

The night before the year, Mu Qingyan returned to Shuiyue Villa alone. As soon as I came in the morning, I took everyone in the courtyard to Jinlu Garden.

Kam Lok Court is fully booked today.

Before breakfast time, all the housekeepers of the Mu family came to the old lady's room with the whole family. Groups of three, groups of five, stood quietly under the porch, waiting.

Mu Zheng was not in the inner room, and the magpie and cuckoo were directing the servants to move tables and chairs to the big banquet hall. Mu Qingyan brought in a group of people from Lanyan Pavilion, and when he couldn't see his grandfather, he pulled the magpie to inquire.

"The young lady came early in the morning, waited for the old lady to get up, and went to the back garden." Magpies are articulate.

Mu Qingyan walked through the house where Mu Zheng was going, into the backyard, and walked inside.

In the warm pavilion by Ningxing Lake, the two figures sat opposite each other, and there was no maid to serve, but they were playing chess.

"Grandpa and aunt are so interested, Jinlu Garden is about to be trampled flat, is it possible that you haven't seen it?" Mu Qingyan was not afraid that the two would dislike her, so she sat on the brocade bench beside Mu Zheng, glanced at the chessboard casually, and sighed: "Auntie, the upper left corner is extremely dangerous, and if you don't understand this danger, you will lose." ”

Mu Zheng went to play Mu Qingyan's forehead with his fingers, and surrounded him all morning, finally trying to win, but this little ghost came to make trouble, and all his hard work was in vain.

"Watching chess silently, didn't I teach you?" Mu Zheng had a fierce look on his face, glaring at Mu Qingyan angrily.

Mu Qingyan was defenseless, and he was hit by him, his eyes were sore in pain, and tears came down. Immediately disagreed, and as soon as he raised his hand to tear off the chessboard, "Grandpa, you will be able to play with me!" Mu Qingyan looked like he was bravely resisting the enemy.

"Don't make a fuss about Yan'er, good morning grandpa, aunt!" But it was Mu Qinghan who came.

"It's not early, let people be informed, breakfast is still vegetarian, just stop in the banquet hall, and everyone who wants to come!" After Mu Zheng finished speaking, he let Chu Han hold his arm and go to the main hall.

Mu Qingyan and Mu Qinghan followed closely and went to breakfast together.

For example, on Chinese New Year's Eve, the ancestors eat vegetarian breakfast, and after dinner, they go to worship the ancestors and put out offerings for the New Year. A hungry meal at noon shows that the ancestors were once from poor backgrounds.

Led by Mu Zhengqin, all the masters and subordinates surnamed Mu went to the ancestral hall. It was still Mu Yuanshan who personally went to open the door and commanded the old family to put all the offerings and incense on the table. Mu Zheng was at the head, Chu Han was on the side, Mu Qinghan and Mu Qingyan brothers and sisters were behind, the old man personally handed the fruit sacrifice, turned around and knelt down, and the people behind him knelt together, burned incense and prayed to worship their ancestors.

It wasn't over until late afternoon. Chu Han went to the kitchen to prepare dinner, Mu Qinghan went to the banquet hall to greet the crowd, only Mu Qingyan held his grandfather's arm, and went to the inner room half-leaning.

Seeing that the sun was setting, the festive sound of the banquet hall in front came in, and the wind got the order of the young owner to invite Mu Zheng, and the front foot just entered the courtyard door, and the back foot of Chu Han also followed.

The mandarin duck and the parrot brother were waiting for the old lady to wash, and Chu Han personally went to get new clothes, a dark red gold silk lantern Fu character jacket, a black gold silk spring pattern fox collar robe, thick-soled boots, a wide belt on the waist, and a piece of open-carved white jade in the middle.

The clothes alone are worth ten gold, and the family is a good product. Even if the friendship between Shuiyue Villa and Thrush Villa for several generations is to make an appointment, Seiko fine weaving, with an annual output of only a few horses, and money can't buy it. White jade is worth a lot of money, and if you take a closer look at the carving, except for Xue Wenyu of Jinshifang, there is no second person in the Eastern Chu Kingdom who can have this ability.

The robe on Mu Zheng's body from the selection of materials to the cut to the ready-to-wear, every stitch and thread on the top was completed by Chu Han himself, in the past, this kind of treatment was only available to Mu Qingyan, but this year it was worn on his grandfather, Mu Qingyan's hot temperament, or it is strange to be angry.

The old man stretched out his arms and let Chu Han wear Qi on him, his face was full of joy.

Mu Qingyan stood aside and pouted, "Amber, let's go back and change into new clothes and go!" With a flick of the handkerchief of the snow silk in his hand, he walked out of Jinlu Garden from the back garden.

The old man was dressed neatly, Chu Han turned a few and a half circles in front of and behind him, and suddenly his eyes were full of tears, and he called out softly 'Dad', Mu Zheng looked at her and knew that she was moved, this dad was afraid that he was very sincere, and he took himself as his own father.

Mu Zheng reached out and touched her head, just like he treated Mu Qingyan, "Good, this is the fate of our grandfather, everyone before and after everyone has to call me dad!" Mu Zheng raised his eyebrows vigorously and widened the distance between his eyebrows.

Chu Han was amused by his appearance, turned around and wiped his tears with his sleeve, "Dad, please go forward first, and my daughter will come back after changing her clothes." ”

Mu Qingyan took Amber and Coral back to her yard, took off the half-new old clothes on her body, and let Coral carry the new clothes embroidered and sewn by herself, she picked out a simple set and put it on herself.

It is still the usual purple cloud brocade, Mu Qingyan has never liked the color, because it is the clothes of the New Year's Festival, the coral is still embroidered with some flowers and butterflies of the same color at the cuffs of the placket, and the edge is hooked with four strands of silver thread. A small jacket with a high stand-up collar, a whole row of pearl buckles the size of a dragon's eye core, a homogeneous long skirt under it, a longer back hem, a slightly shorter front, revealing a pair of small brute boots, a green forbidden step hanging down the waist, a cold jade bracelet on the wrist, and a cold jade phoenix bird with black hair on the head.

"Sister Amber, tell me quickly, Miss is good-looking or not!" Coral circled around Mu Qingyan, either stretching the cuffs or shaking the corners of her skirt, she had a little cleanliness, and Mu Qingyan's clothes were all taken care of by herself.

Amber didn't speak, she thought to herself: Then Miss doesn't paint makeup, as long as she puts on makeup, she can only 'look'.

"The two of you first changed into new clothes, and then went to change them for the others, and the clothes for the New Year will be worn for the New Year!" After Mu Qingyan finished speaking, he went to the dressing table, sat down slowly, opened the makeup and put on the makeup himself.

The two sighed silently, and turned back to their room to change their clothes.

Mu Qingyan put on thick powder by himself, drew wide eyebrows, evened a faint rouge on his cheeks, bit the vermilion lipstick, and looked at himself in the mirror with satisfaction.

I just wanted to get up and clean my hands, but many people came in the yard.

Linglong picked up the curtain and jumped in, "Miss, Miss, do you want to see if our new clothes look good?" ”

Except for the jade and crystal in Phoenix, these six big girls all came in, and the various colors of satin clothes were better than those of ordinary ladies from large families.

Amber likes apricot red, pearl likes light blue, Linglong likes gouache, coral likes snow green, glass likes cherry green, and cinnabar likes red.

Mu Qingyan looked at the maids who had been with him since he was a child, and he was naturally happy in his heart.

"Let the mothers-in-law guard the courtyard and not allow them to enter and leave casually, and they will be rewarded tomorrow. Amber, you go and activate the formation, let's go to my aunt's and take a look! "Mu Qingyan walks the rivers and lakes as Weiyang, although it is extremely hidden, but it is always better to be careful, there are too many things in her yard that cannot be known to the world.

Chu Han returned to his yard, took a simple bath, and changed into new clothes from the inside out: a snow-white fine silk shirt, a silver-red collar jacket, a ribbon on the front and back of the right waist, and two long skirts of the same color, thick-soled shoes, a piece of open-carved butterfly white jade hanging on the skirt, and a tassel on the bottom. On the head, a white jade butterfly hairpin is decorated with broken jade tassels and a few beaded flowers. At the age of twenty-four or five, the skin fat is delicate, white and flawless; Thin eyebrows and big eyes, plum blossoms painted on the forehead, and beautiful lips, seem to have endless style. It's a pity that there have been a lot of things in the past few days, and she is open day and night, with a slight tiredness in her eyes.

Chu Han's whole mind is on the two little brothers and sisters, and she vows to protect them for her sister to grow up and protect their joy in life. Now that she recognizes Mu Zheng as her father, she has the kind of dependence of being a daughter, and she is very satisfied.

Quietly raising the corners of his mouth and putting on some makeup, it was almost time to move forward, it was time for the feast.

Qing Zhi and Qing Ruo looked at their young lady with a beautiful appearance, Yu Xiu and a smart man, and now they recognized the old owner as their father, and they were also overjoyed to be looked down upon by the people in this house. They all changed into new clothes and waited for the young lady to go out.