Water Moon Villa.

In the Lanyan Pavilion, Mu Qingyansu snuggled up in the arms of Dongfang Fengjue with a beautiful white face and fell asleep.

Linglong stared at Dongfang Fengjue, who came back with her own young lady, a string of tears rolled down, and her small mouth opened slightly without making a sound.

"Pearl Coral, take Miss upstairs first." Amber couldn't hide her joy when she saw that Miss was back unharmed, "Liuli, go prepare ginger soup and hot water!" After arranging things, he turned to Dongfang Fengjue again, "Dongfang Young Owner, please take a seat!" ”

"No, I'll go back to the house first, the smoke is cold and hot, I need to ask the doctor to come and see it as soon as possible!" Dongfang Fengjue said lightly.

"Thank you, young master, for saving Miss!" Amber fell to the ground.

Dongfang Feng Jue stroked it weakly, "Please get up, don't be polite, take care of her!" After speaking, he reluctantly looked up upstairs and looked again, then turned around and strode out the door.

Amber hurriedly called Sanjiu who was guarding the door, Sanjiu nodded, and quietly sent Dongfang Fengjue out of the house all the way.

Immediately after the turn of Sanjiu, he went straight to Jinrokuin.

After a while, three old men walked out of Jinlu Courtyard quickly, two of them walked quickly to the outside of the village to get in the car, and one went to Lanyan Pavilion, but after walking halfway, he reversed his steps, straightened his waist and returned to Jinlu Courtyard.

Until he left Shuiyue Villa, Dongfang Fengjue's heart was still beating enthusiastically. Such a dusty beauty, that lively and naughty temperament, made him attracted to her since he first met her ten years ago. By now, I have long been deeply in love with him. Since I met her stunning appearance, I didn't dare to see her easily, and when I saw her, I had more desires, and my mind was like a weed, and I grew crazy for many days.

In the early spring of two years ago, he and Mu Qinghan drank at night and got drunk in the Zhiwu Academy. Mu Qinghan, who went to practice with the pavilion in the morning, said goodbye, who knew that it was not Mu Qinghan who danced the sword on the water pavilion, but the swordsmanship was very familiar, he seemed to have seen it somewhere but couldn't say it, and couldn't help but take a few more looks. It was these eyes that tortured him so much that he couldn't sleep at night, couldn't eat or taste, and was in a panic for many days.

Until I saw her again, it was the heavy makeup that covered all the aura and turned into a different person. He was stunned for a while, and he was happy for a while, if he didn't gamble on her beauty, he wouldn't believe it, and there was a stunning color hidden under this fat powder.

Mu Qinghan was still relieved after getting the news, and went to Lanyan Pavilion as soon as he returned home.

When he met Sanjiu at the door, he stopped, and before he could ask, Sanjiu bent over and whispered: "It is the person of the Seventh Princess, a warrior of the Northern Desert tribe, who is good at riding and bowing and arrows, and the emperor rewarded it a few years ago." ”

"Hmm!" Mu Qinghan quietly went upstairs to see Mu Qingyan.

Mu Qingyan was still sleeping, her lips were pale, her brows were furrowed, and her cheeks were flushed with high heat. She didn't sleep well, kicking the quilt from time to time, and babbling constantly.

Mu Qinghan looked at her distressedly for a moment, and pulled one of her hands to carefully consider the pulse. She has been weak since she was a child, and she has been suffering from minor illnesses and pains for three days. "It's okay to just get a little cold, just leave two people to watch her and let her sleep more!" After giving Amber orders, he got up and went back to his yard.

As soon as the morning dawned, Mu woke up with a light cigarette, touched his stomach with one hand, bit his lip and frowned.

Linglong slept peacefully on the couch in front of the bed, whispering from time to time, listening to what she couldn't really say.

Amber came in and saw Mu Qingyan looking at Linglong in a daze, "Miss, are you awake?" There was a deep joy in his voice.

"Amber, I'm hungry!" Mu Qingyan looked at Amber aggrieved and longingly.

Amber approached and patted Linglong's face, "Linglong is up, Linglong?" ”

Linglong sat up instantly, and cried with a wow, "Woo, Miss is gone!" ”

Mu Qingyan rolled her eyes and glanced at her, stretching out her foot to kick her.

Linglong turned around and saw that her young lady was lazily crooked on the bed, her mouth opened wide in surprise, her eyes widened, and it took a while to come back to her senses, "Yes, Miss is back!" After talking to himself, he instantly became happy again, and got up from the couch to collect the quilt.

Coral came up with the water, Amber took the clothes handed by Coral through the gauze tent, and waited for Mu Qingyan to get up, "Miss, wash up first, Liuli is cooking porridge, and you can eat it soon." ”

On this day, the Water Moon Villa is full of visitors.

Mu Qingyan was annoyed by Linglong's babbling and constantly passing on the things in the hall, "Linglong, you go to eat Jinxiang and buy me some osmanthus candy back, I want to make it new, let it cool and then put it in the box." If it's not crispy, you won't have to eat at night! She doesn't care who comes, she doesn't have to see anyone anyway, she just reads in the study.

Linglong pulled on the cinnabar, and before she went out, she was stopped by Coral again, "Linglong, you go to Yunshang Fang again to get me some silk threads back, I told the shopkeeper last time." Coral knew that Miss wanted to send her out for a while, so as not to make a fuss and annoyance, and she deliberately supported her to let her stay out for a little longer.

Linglong happily agreed, pulled cinnabar and ran out.

Mu Qingyan threw away the book in his hand, picked up the lotus leaf sleeve, polished the ink in the green jade wind inkstone, filled the brush, closed his eyes and pondered for a while, but the pen was the dragon boat race on Mochou Lake yesterday.

The twelve-leaf boat, the three painting boats on the east side, and the lively scene on the west side are listed one by one. The magnificence of the royal painting boat, the gown boy on the painting boat of the eldest princess's mansion, and even the jewelry on the girl's head on the painting boat of the Jingwang Mansion. There are many boats on the west side, but each one is different, Mu Qingyan only paints in various unique places, and you can tell which one owns it at a glance.

The three fingers of the right hand are each clamped with a finger brush, the thinnest pen in the left hand is signed in the lower left corner of the "Gongzi Weiyang" four-character paragraph, after writing for a moment, suddenly the pen bites on the mouth, the left hand from the waist to the commonly used piece of jade filled with cinnabar on the side of the signature, but it is a name seal of the word "Weiyang" Yin Hong.

A long scroll is subtle and exquisite, the shades of pen and ink are different, up to the sky, down to the lake waves, all of which are into the wood, which is very wonderful.

Putting away the pen and washing, he stretched his waist lazily, and suddenly thought of promising Hui's anger.

"Amber, I'm frightened when I fell into the water, I need to go to another village for some time, and I'll leave tomorrow!" Mu Qingyan said seriously.

"But Miss, Miss Yu is about to get married in three days, don't you have to go to the wedding?" Amber reminded her.

"Oh, yes, I was too scared to forget about it! Amber, get ready to go tonight! Mu Qingyan took two steps to the window, his eyes fell on the surface of the lake, and his heart suddenly became upset.

Amber packed up the bookcase, put the scroll into the dark grid, and persuaded while washing the pen: "Miss, you are sick, it's not appropriate today!" ”

Mu Qingyan didn't seem to hear it, and his eyes were staring out the window.

I don't need dinner, I sleep on the couch in the study. Half-asleep and half-awake, a person flew in from the window, and landed silently but brought a burst of fragrant wind.

Mu Qingyan was alert at first, and continued to lazily nest on the couch, not wanting to move, as if he didn't sense that someone was coming in.

The person who came into his house walked to the couch and sat beside her, reached out and pinched her nose, and said angrily: "Dead girl, get up!" A soft voice that sounded good even if it was scolding sounded.

"Come on, come on, don't I have a door in this Lanyan Pavilion?" Mu Qingyan reluctantly half-opened his eyes and muttered.

The man didn't care, he poured a cup of tea on the table and drank it slowly, "It's okay to raise a lot of maids, the world knows before people come in, trouble!" ”

"You see which lady is not a bunch of maids, if I don't raise more, then the name of the lady will fall on my head so easily!" Mu Qingyan half-turned over, disapproving.

No one came to fight with her, and pulled her hand and carefully checked the pulse, "After practicing martial arts for so many years, why is the body still so weak, and it can withstand the cold even if it falls into the water, it's useless!" ”

"If I can use martial arts to resist when I encounter danger when I return, there will always be a time when I have no choice!" Mu Qingyan sighed helplessly.

The two of them were talking softly upstairs.

After listening carefully in the dark for a long time, Sanjiu returned to his room with confidence. When the man came, he knew that she was the only one who was very good, and there was no sound of her coming and going, and if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have known where she came from.

Chigoin.

Mu Qinghan paced back and forth in the study, he had never been so anxious, he didn't go, he couldn't give up if he didn't go. The second watch drum sounded for a long time, but he was still standing at the window, still in a trance.

'Knock, knock! Knock, knock! The drum beat of the third watch sounded so abruptly, as if he had finally made up his mind, Mu Qinghan straightened his clothes and pushed the door and left.

"Young master?" Mo Xuan knew that Mu Qinghan had not stopped, and had been waiting under the corridor.

"No need to follow, I'll be back before dawn!" Mu Qinghan's voice did not carry any emotion, and when he spoke, the footwork of the Phantom Dance was already under his feet, and he disappeared from the back wall of Shuiyue Mountain Villa in an instant.

Mo Xuan was not a person of many words, looking at the direction in which Mu Qinghan disappeared, he followed him with light skills. He knew the reason for the young master's abnormality these days, so he quietly waited far away where the young master went.

Yuzenju.

Yu Ranqing has always been unable to sleep on the pillow these days, and now she has suffered that severe arrow wound on her shoulder, although the wound only touches the flesh, but the pain is unbearable. Tonight's recipe added a soothing herb, and I finally drank it and calmed down and went to bed early.

In the current Jade Mansion, there are many people in the rivers and lakes. The main hall was brightly lit, and the entire alliance leader's mansion was scattered with some famous masters in the rivers and lakes. Mu Qinghan frowned slightly, dodging the crowd that kept coming and going, and landed lightly in the Xiran residence.

Hidden in the shadows, he already knew what Yu Che had in mind after a little thought. If there is a real disturbance, the most hurt person is the person in the inner room in front of him. If Emperor Ming Yu hadn't schemed, how could he have taken the throne without blood? He is afraid that he has already taken into account all kinds of possibilities, with Yuche's status in the rivers and lakes, how can he not guard against the situation in this mansion?

The dull pain in his heart opened for the woman he had put in his heart. She and Yan'er have different temperaments, and they may not be able to handle her marriage contract in the way of the Mu family, but how much suffering will she have to endure after such a toss? It turns out that Yu Che's family affection is nothing more than that.

Thinking of this, Mu Qinghan's eyes darkened.

As usual, he jumped into the inner room from the window, silently came to the bed, opened the tulle tent, reached out and quickly tapped two fingers on her before Yu Ranqing noticed, sat on the outside of the bed, and quietly looked at her sleeping face.

She wore a white fine silk blouse, with a cotton cloth wrapped around her left shoulder, and the collar was stretched open to slightly reveal her white and tender neck bones. Mu Qinghan's eyes were a little nowhere to place, and the more he didn't want to look at that place, the more entangled he became.

Heyi lay on the pillow, gently took her into his arms and pillowed his arm, reached out and naturally covered the black hair scattered on his cheeks behind his ears, a hibiscus face was delicate and clean.

The familiar feeling in Yu Ranqing's sleep returned, and she tried hard to wake herself up, but she couldn't wake up. She could feel the temperature in the man's arms, and she could clearly understand the situation, even the man's breath was close to her lips. Tears burst into tears between struggle and urgency, but she didn't know.

Mu Qinghan looked at the tears surging in his bright big eyes on weekdays at this time, and his heart was broken for a while, his fingers gently wiped it, but he couldn't wipe it dry, he didn't think about it, his thin lips covered the closed tearful eyes, and said softly in a dumb voice, "Don't cry, please don't cry, my heart is so distressed!" ”

After a long time, Yu Ranqing finally broke free of the pointed acupoint, but he didn't dare to move because of his words. No matter how she could not have imagined that it was him, it was really him, the one she had loved for a long time.

I don't know where the grievances came from, she cried so much that she couldn't help herself.