"Zhao Yiheng......" Mu Mingshu almost gritted his silver teeth and squeezed a few words out of his teeth.

Wen Chun, who heard the movement outside, asked through the door panel, "Girl, what's wrong?" ”

Mu Mingshu hurriedly said: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm just angry when I read the book, don't come in and disturb me reading." ”

There is a big man in the boudoir of a girl who has not left the pavilion, it is not a glorious thing, even the closest person around him, Mu Mingshu does not dare to say it.

Wen Chun didn't hear any other movement outside, and he heard that Mu Mingshu was talking about the book, so he really didn't ask, but said, "The girl will call me if she needs anything in a while." ”

Mu Mingshu hurriedly responded, and asked Wenchun to fall asleep first, and Wenqiu came to watch the night.

Although he didn't know why, he did it anyway.

When there was no movement outside, Mu Mingshu raised his fist and hammered Zhao Yiheng delicately: "You want to die, what are you doing in my girl's house in the middle of the night?" ”

As far as Mu Mingshu's strength is concerned, for Zhao Yiheng, it is like tickling, but he still pretended to be beaten, his facial features were distorted, and he rubbed the place where he was beaten: "Ouch, it hurts to death this king." ”

"Ouch, it hurts the king, it hurts the king......"

The voice was soft, and a little squeamish, as disgusting as it was, Mu Mingshu really regretted that he should have stabbed him to death with a hairpin, but now he let him pollute his ears.

She broke free from Zhao Yiheng's clamps, got up from the ground, and saw Zhao Yiheng who was still lying on the ground, and was ready to kick again.

Sadly, she didn't succeed, but let Zhao Yiheng grab her bare feet, her wrist was slightly skillful, she leaned back, and the back of her head touched the bluestone floor tiles, making a "bang" sound.

Mu Mingshu was stunned, his head hurt so badly that he cried out with a wow.

This sound frightened Zhao Yiheng, and he didn't pretend to be at the moment, and hurriedly got up to help Mu Mingshu up, just now he just wanted to tease and play, but he didn't really want to hurt her.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to." Zhao Yiheng took care of the loss, and even the king didn't weigh it: "Is it very painful, I'll rub it for you." ”

"You go away, you clearly do it on purpose." Mu Mingshu sat on the floor tiles like a child, pushed him away angrily, and cried more and more.

Zhao Yiheng squatted on the ground, pinned Mu Mingshu, and said seriously: "Don't make trouble, I'll show you if it's hurt, if you break your appearance, you won't be able to get married." ”

Mu Mingshu was ashamed and annoyed, and glared at him fiercely: "You can't get married, hum." ”

In the end, the girl's family is afraid of breaking the appearance, so she won't make trouble at the moment, and let Zhao Yiheng show her the injury.

The slender fingers gently brushed away the ink-like green silk, Zhao Yiheng's movements were gentle and slow, but his mouth said: "It's okay, if you really break the appearance and can't get married, this king will marry you." ”

"Phew, this girl is a green lantern ancient Buddha for the rest of her life, and she will not marry you, a prodigal son."

I saw a red envelope on Mu Mingshu's head, although it was not very powerful, but it was obviously not light.

But as long as the appearance is not broken, it will be fine if no one dies, Zhao Yiheng breathed a sigh of relief: "Great, there is nothing at all, so that this king does not have to marry a nun and go back to the house." ”

"You ......" Mu Ming jumped to her feet in anger, she was not an impulsive person since then, but as long as she met this Zhao Yiheng, she couldn't calm down.

Sooner or later, she thought, she would have to kill him.

"Whew...... ......There was a sound of fireworks exploding outside the window, and when I looked up, I saw a brilliant firework rushing into the night sky, blooming a dazzling flower, and then withering.

The time has passed, from the 21st year of Jiawen to the 22nd year of Jiawen, and the new year is coming.

The corners of Zhao Yiheng's mouth hooked up a bright smile: "Let's go, this king will take you to see the fireworks." ”

After speaking, he picked up Mu Mingshu's ice-blue makeup satin fox folds from the side and put it on her, and before she could speak, Mu Mingshu had already been taken by Zhao Yiheng and flew out of the window without alarming anyone.

Zhao Yiheng's light skills are very good, even if he hugs Mu Mingshu, he has no difficulty.

The snow flakes outside were getting bigger and bigger, Mu Mingshu closed his eyes a little scared, and grabbed the clothes on Zhao Yiheng's chest tightly, as if to warn him, if he dared to let go, he would definitely pull him to the bottom.

Zhao Yiheng smiled and pulled her to cover her head, so that the snow flakes would not wet her hair.

After a few jumps, Zhao Yiheng stopped on an eaves, this place is not close or far from the location of the fireworks, but the sight is very good, you can see those beautiful fireworks, and you will not be smoked.

With his feet on the tiles of the eaves, Mu Mingshu still didn't dare to open his eyes and grabbed Zhao Yiheng tightly: "Have you arrived?" ”

"Here we are." Zhao Yiheng opened his mouth and looked down at Mu Mingshu, who was only fifteen or sixteen years old in his arms, and saw that she was either so cold that she was thousands of miles away, or fierce like an overlord flower, and only at this moment did he feel that she had a girlish appearance.

Today, he came out of the palace to drink and feast, and felt bored to go back to the mansion, so he suddenly had the idea to break into the Mu Mansion and treat this Mu Mingshu who brought unwarranted disasters to the Rui Wangfu, but he didn't want to fall asleep on the beam before he saw anyone, so there was that scene.

But fortunately, he had a sudden idea, which made him live the most interesting year in so many years.

Mu Mingshu opened his eyes cautiously, and when he raised his eyes, he met Zhao Yiheng's gentle gaze, which was not as teasing and alienated as before.

Such a gaze made Mu Mingshu a little uncomfortable, she lowered her head, but she didn't dare to let go of Zhao Yiheng, and said sneeringly: "Can I sit down." ”

"Oh!" Zhao Yiheng responded, his long arms were fished, the hem of his clothes was swept away, and he sat in the place where he had just swept the snow with his arms around Mu Mingshu.

"Whew...... Syllable...... Shout...... Smack......"

Beams of dazzling light enter the night sky, and with the sound of colorful flowers, all kinds of flowers, although only fleeting, but also beautiful.

Mu Mingshu propped his chin in his hands, and his eyes stared at the fleeting fireworks for a moment. When she was young, because she was afraid that these things would hurt the girl's family, Mu Fu never prepared these things, and in her previous life, she married Zhao Yiyan and became Princess Chen, because he liked to be gentle and generous, so she also held it, never touched these, and occasionally saw it once or twice, but only glanced at it from a distance.

In his previous life and in this life, it was the first time for Mu Mingshu to watch fireworks at such a close distance, and he felt like his childhood wish had finally come true.

The snowflakes fell slowly, falling on her ice-blue satin fox cheek folds, and on the green silk that she had not had time to lift, there was a hazy beauty. Zhao Yiheng looked at her sideways, with a round and flawless goose egg face, slender eyebrows, autumn apricot eyes with a slight smile, and the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, revealing a bright smile.

He laughed too, for some reason.

The two sat side by side, a touch of ice blue, a touch of moon white, even if it was snowing heavily in the sky, it did not reduce the joy in their hearts at this moment, and the atmosphere was quite good.

But this is just an illusion.

Zhao Yiheng raised his chin and asked, "Look at the boys and girls like us, who don't look like stealing qing." ”

Mu Mingshu's originally good mood was defeated in an instant, and his good-looking apricot eyes exuded a cold aura of wanting to kill, of course, if his eyes could kill, Zhao Yiheng was afraid that he would die long ago I don't know how many times.

"Eh, don't be like this, this king is just an analogy." Seeing that Mu Mingshu's expression was wrong, Zhao Yiheng touched his nose and smiled: "Besides, this king is handsome and dashing, and he is suave, if you really steal qing from this king, it will not be considered humiliating." ”

"Zhao Yiheng......" Mu Mingshu couldn't hold back in the end, and grabbed his neck with both hands, wishing he was really strangled.

"Ahem, cough, cough ......" Zhao Yiheng was pinched by her and coughed repeatedly, not only did not resist, but also added fuel to the fire: "What, you still murder, looking at most of them, you can't find such an excellent husband as this king." ”

"Husband, your sister......" Mu Mingshu was angry, and the strength in his hands became heavier and heavier, but sitting on the tiles of the eaves, his center of gravity was unstable, and he moved again, and as a result, the two of them fell off the eaves together.

Fortunately, the snow on the ground was heavy, and the two of them were fine, but it alarmed the nearby night guards.

"It's over, it's over, it's alarming the guards." Zhao Yiheng got up and patted the snow on his body, and looked at Mu Mingshu with pity: "This king is nothing, you are a girl's family, if people see a man outside in the middle of the night, this time you don't want to marry this king." ”

touched his smooth chin, and said thoughtfully: "How do you say that this king should explain to his father."

Mu Mingshu was really startled when he heard the words at first, raised his eyes to look at Zhao Yiheng's cunning gaze, and immediately calmed down, and patted the remnant snow on his clothes, and sneered: "What is there to explain, you still need to explain if you abduct the yellow flower girl." ”

After speaking, he seemed to be puzzled: "I'll help you call those guards over, anyway, we can be regarded as stealing Qing outside." ”

As he spoke, he really shouted at the top of his voice: "Hey, someone is coming......"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Yiheng covered his mouth, and left with Mu Mingshu on his toes.

When Mu Mingshu woke up, it was already dawn, and Wen Chun knocked on the door outside: "Is the girl awake?" ”

"Hmm." She answered but there was no sound, and the person shrank into the bed again, and she didn't want to get up at all when it was cold.

I don't know what kind of courage I had last night, and I actually followed Zhao Yiheng to brave the snow to watch the fireworks. She snorted lightly, but she still wore a big coat yesterday, so Zhao Yiheng didn't wear any big clothes, and he didn't freeze him to death.

Wen Chun came in from outside, opened the ginger hundred butterflies play flower tent, and saw that Mu Mingshu was still asleep, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "My good girl, but I'm going to get up soon, and I'll have to sacrifice in a while." ”

Mu Mingshu pouted reluctantly: "It's not me who goes to sacrifice." ”

said this, in the end, she lazily lifted the quilt, dressed and washed, and finally sat on the rosewood dressing table and waited for Wenchun to comb her hair.

"Hey, it seems that there is no rosewood comb." I couldn't help but be surprised when I asked Chun to count the things on the dressing table.

Mu Mingshu was stunned for a moment, and then gritted his teeth and muttered.

"Zhao Yiheng ......"