"Who?" Mu Mingshu raised her head lazily, and before the words fell, she looked at the person not far away.

I saw that he was in a long figure, wearing a blue straight robe, a wide belt with the same color Ruyi pattern at his waist, no ornaments on his body, black hair tied up, and an ordinary wooden hairpin inserted.

His eyes were on Mu Mingshu, who had grown up, and for a while, the smile on his face was as warm as the spring breeze in March, he walked a few steps quickly, and said in a gentle voice: "Mingshu ......"

Mu Mingshu's eyes were misty, the tip of his nose was red, he took a few steps forward and threw himself into the man's arms, and shouted in a low and soft voice: "Brother Ziran......"

Mu Mingluo also brought Mu Mingxiao to surround him, and shouted one after the other: "Brother Ziran." ”

Wen Ziran was a little at a loss for a while by Mu Mingshu's hug, but he also hugged Mu Mingshu as he did when he was a child, patted her back gently, and said with a smile: "Little tear bag, how old are you, and you still cry like this." ”

Mu Mingshu's face turned red, pushed Wen Ziran away, slapped him without much damage, and scolded with a smile: "You are just a tear bag, when have you ever seen such a beautiful tear bag." ”

"Good, good, good, I'm a tear bag, we Mingshu are the fairies in the sky, and the beauty is indescribable." Wen Ziran's voice was still gentle and gentle, and there was a little doting, and he scratched Mu Mingshu's nose without the slightest barrier.

Turning his head and smiling at Mu Mingluo, "I haven't seen you for a few years, Sister Mingluo is now so slim." ”

Mu Mingluo said with a shy brow.

said to Mu Mingxiao again: "This is Sister Mingxiao, it's more and more lovely." ”

Mu Mingxiao's eyebrows and eyes were crooked, and he shouted crisply: "Brother Ziran." ”

Mu Mingshu took out a handkerchief to wipe away the tears in his eyes, and said in a somewhat nasal voice: "Are you okay all these years?" When did you come back? Have you ever seen your aunt and uncle? ”

Wen Ziran, who exuded warmth all over his body, looked at Mu Mingshu with a smile on his face, his voice was still gentle and gentle, and he didn't feel annoyed in the face of so many questions from her, and replied one by one: "Everything is fine, I just arrived, I have already met my uncle, and my aunt has never seen it." ”

Who would have thought that such a gentle man would die under Mu Mingshu's sword in his previous life, until the moment he died, he looked at Mu Mingshu's expression was still gentle and affectionate.

How many nights, Mu Mingshu woke up from a dream, her heart was full of the glance of Wen Ziran before she died, she wished that the person who died was herself, hated why she held the sword, and hated why she didn't recognize his figure earlier.

For a long time, she was in pain, suffering for Wen Ziran's death, and suffering for why he assassinated Zhao Yiyi.

In the past, those who couldn't figure it out and couldn't see it clearly, but they were just seeing flowers in the fog, and in this life, Mu Mingshu was a bystander, and he couldn't see the unknown things in the past.

So when he suddenly saw Wen Ziran, Mu Mingshu was very excited and excited, no matter in the previous life, as long as you live in this life, you can do well.

A few people sat down on the stone bench in the pavilion again, and asked Xia to take the little maid to remove the cold tea and serve the freshly brewed tea from the new.

Mu Mingshu had thousands of things to say, but after going through his mouth, there was only one sentence left: "Brother Ziran, why did you come back so suddenly, and you didn't ask anyone to give you a letter in advance." ”

Wen Ziran didn't answer, and only pushed the freshly brewed tea bowl in front of her: "You can try it, this is a tea farmer from me when I was traveling outside, see how it tastes." ”

Seeing that he didn't answer, Mu Mingshu was not in a hurry, he really picked up the blue and white porcelain tea bowl, slowly skimmed off the tea foam on it, smelled the tea and sighed: "Good tea." Only then did I take a sip, the entrance was fragrant and sweet, and it was even better than the new Biluochun in previous years.

Mu Mingluo followed and tasted it, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid that this kind of tea is only a tribute to the palace, but we are blessed by Brother Ziran." ”

Wen Ziran smiled lightly: "It's just a coincidence, how can there be such a good thing every time." ”

Mu Mingxiao tilted his head to look at this big brother, a pair of good-looking eyes smiled crookedly, pulled Mu Mingluo's sleeve and whispered: "Second sister, Brother Ziran is really good-looking." ”

Although her voice was small, she could hear it clearly in the few people seat, Wen Ziran smiled at the corner of her mouth, and reached out to touch Mu Mingxiao's head, as amiable as a big brother.

"Our Mingxiao is also really good-looking."

Mu Mingxiao covered her lips with a handkerchief and giggled, and said crisply: "Thank you, Brother Ziran, for the compliment." ”

Mu Mingshu also covered his lips and giggled a few times, then held his chin and asked with a smile: "Brother Ziran, you are so good-looking, have you married outside?" ”

Wen Ziran was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly: "I can't even afford a dowry, which girl is willing to marry me?" ”

His life experience is more complicated, although he followed Mu Mingshu's father's surname Wen, but he was not really surnamed Wen, he was picked up by Mu Zihan in the border city during the war that year, and Mu Mingshu's father Wen Xun was also picked up, as well as Yun Gu. Later, Wen Xun joined the Mu family, Wen Ziran became Wen Xun's righteous son, and Yun Gu became Mu Zihan's right and left hand.

When Wen Ziran entered the Mu Mansion, he was only five or six years old, followed Wen Xun to study medicine, and traveled alone a few years ago, and now he is twenty or three.

In his previous life, too, Mu Mingshu had never seen a woman by his side in his previous life, and he didn't have it until he died.

Mu Mingshu didn't believe his nonsense, just like him, as long as he wanted, those girls could come with a dowry, where would he dislike what dowry would not be.

She just asked more, but she didn't think she could really ask anything. I have a thousand words to say in my heart, but I am not in a hurry at this time, so I change the topic a little, such as where have you been all these years, but have you encountered something or something, and it is not painful.

Wen Ziran always has a good-looking smile on the corner of his mouth, and his answering voice is still gentle and soft, making people feel as comfortable as a spring breeze.

Mu Mingshu and Wen Ziran, plus an active Mu Mingluo, a delicate and lovely Mu Mingxiao, the four of them sat in the pavilion as the sun set, and they chatted word by word, if it weren't for the little girl sent by the Liu family to invite them to dinner, I am afraid that I don't know when to talk about it.

Liu went to his friend's house today, and when he entered the house, he heard the news of Wen Ziran's return to the house, and he was so happy that tears came out, and he listed a list of dishes for the big kitchen to be renovated.

Now looking at the familiar figure from a distance getting closer and closer, she couldn't help but reddened her eyes, there are few children in the family, and she is a kind-hearted person, although Wen Ziran is not the blood and blood of the Mu family, in the end, he also watched him grow up, this has been goodbye for many years, and it is inevitable that he will be moved when he sees him again.

Wen Ziran also saw Liu, it was still the same as in his memory, but there were a little more vicissitudes, and he stepped forward to salute Liu.

Liu Shi supported him with red eyes, and his voice was choked, in her eyes, these children were no different from her own children: "What are you doing, doing such a big gift for no reason." ”

Wen Ziran was also a little moved, her eyes were red, and her voice was slightly choked: "Uncle, Ziran has been gone for many years, and you are worried." ”

"You kid." Liu couldn't help wiping away his tears: "As long as you are safe, everything is fine." ”

Mu Li, who had been sitting upright, couldn't help but sigh: "In the end, the children are so old." ”

Mu Mingshu stood behind Wen Ziran, looking at this happy scene, with a smile on his eyebrows, full of satisfaction and happiness, although he may not be able to eat together like this often in the future, but as long as everyone is good, everything is good.

Everyone exchanged a few more words, and then they sat down to eat one by one, because Wen Ziran suddenly returned, in such an atmosphere, eating without sleeping or sleeping became a nonsense.

I haven't seen him for many years, and Liu's chatterbox has also opened, asking about Wen Ziran's daily life, and asking him if he has married outside, and talking about this and Mu Mingshu's marriage.

"Well, you two broke my heart." He also said Mu Mingshu: "If there is anyone you have in your heart, I'll help you take a look." ”

Mu Mingshu burst out laughing: "Uncle, you can't wait to drive me out, you see that Brother Ziran is still alone now." ”

"You kid, how do you talk?" Liu scolded with a smile and made a gesture to hit her.

Mu Mingluo also helped: "Mother, my sister is right, Brother Ziran's marriage has never been settled, you might as well help Brother Ziran take a look first." ”

Mu Mingxiao bit her chopsticks and laughed.

Wen Ziran coughed lightly twice unnaturally, but was covered by Liu's laughter and scolding.

"You two girls, one or two, are not ashamed." He turned his head again and asked Wen Ziran: "Your sisters are right, what kind of girl do you like, my aunt will find it for you another day." ”

Wen Ziran: "......"

Although Wen Ziran didn't speak, his eyes looked at Mu Mingshu, and there was a deep meaning in his eyes that he wanted to speak.