It doesn't matter if she doesn't have a share, she Mu Qingnuan is not short of such a little money.

It doesn't matter if no one sends the ingredients in, if she doesn't send them in, she can let people go out and buy them themselves.

Someone is guarding and not letting you out, so let's see if this group of waste can hold it.

Mu Qingnuan didn't pay any attention to Prime Minister Mu Cheng's so-called house arrest, and still got up early at the usual time every day, and then went to Yefu after packing up......

A few days before the hemp boiling powder completely failed, Ye Chengyun's legs hurt almost from morning to night, and the pain could be tolerated during the day, but at night the pain became especially obvious. If it weren't for Mu Qing's tranquilizer, I am afraid that it would be difficult to sleep all night.

"Painkillers not only damage the stomach, but also make memory loss, and in the worst cases, make people slow to react. Uncle will go to the battlefield again in the future, and the battlefield is also a killing field, and if the slightest difference in action is a thousand miles, he will lose a thousand miles. If you shoot slowly, that's something that will lose your head. Mu Qingnuan said, "So I have to ask my uncle to endure for a while, and the pain will begin to ease in about two or three days." ”

Ye Chengyun nodded with a smile, and patted the back of Yuan's hand again: "It's okay, as long as you can stand up, there is nothing that you can't bear." ”

After talking to Ye Chengyun and the Yuan family for a while, Mu Qingnuan went to the Xiyuan Bamboo Forest again.

When she came, Ye Xiuzhu was not resting, but rarely had the interest to stroke the qin.

Ye Xiuzhu is undoubtedly talented, and the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are all easy for him.

Before Mu Qingnuan approached the room where Ye Xiuzhu was, she had already heard the faint sound of the piano.

It is so elegant and unrestrained, like the breeze floating by the willow tops, which makes people feel like a spring breeze......

Just after listening for a while, Mu Qingnuan's originally stretched brows frowned slightly, and she walked inside.

And when she walked into the room, the sound of the piano came to an abrupt end.

"Nuan'er, you're here." Ye Xiuzhu looked up at Mu Qingnuan, he still had an elegant smile on his face, and he couldn't see the slightest abnormality.

Is it just that in the sound of the piano just now, it is unrestrained? But why does she think that his brother is because he feels that he has no freedom, so he yearns for a life without constraints.

This Xiyuan Bamboo Forest, which came to recuperate for her brother, was more of a cage for her brother to imprison him, the same as her uncle's wheelchair that had been sitting for two years.

"What is Nuan'er thinking?" Seeing that Mu Qingnuan didn't walk towards him like before, and even looked at him with a gaze that he couldn't say, Ye Xiuzhu couldn't help asking.

Mu Qingnuan's eyes drooped, and when she raised her eyes again, she saw that her complicated eyes had all dispersed, and there was only the same smile as usual in her expression.

"Nothing." Mu Qingnuan walked towards Ye Xiuzhu, "I just thought that I hadn't seen Wen Rou since the last time I met Wen Rou in this Xiyuan Bamboo Forest, and I was thinking about whether I should find a good time to visit her in the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of War." ”

Hearing this, Ye Xiuzhu's hand helping Mu Qing pour water was almost undetectable, but Mu Qingnuan saw it but didn't seem to notice it, just looked at Ye Xiuzhu, waiting for his answer.

"Wen Shangshu is loyal and righteous, and the tutor of the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of War has always been good, and Mrs. Wen and my mother have been handkerchiefs for many years, and they know the roots." Ye Xiuzhu handed the teacup in his hand to Mu Qingnuan and analyzed, "So the Miss Wen they raised must also be a person with a sincere temperament." ”