The family affair was given by Emperor Jiawen's imperial pen, on one side, the main concubine is Lin Shuyi, the eldest girl of Ningbei Houfu, and the side concubine is Su Ruolan, the second granddaughter of Su University, a scholar of the Hanlin Academy.

Mu Mingshu thought about it carefully, but he couldn't remember what these two girls looked like and whether they had seen them anywhere.

But suddenly thinking of something, he asked Yun Gu: "King Rui is now twenty years old, why did he decide on the main concubine and the side concubine this year?" “

In the Dadu Dynasty, it is not uncommon for a man to marry at the age of twenty, like Zhao Yiyi, he did not marry until he was twenty years old, but before that, Mu Mingshu and Zhao Yiyi had already made a marriage, which was considered to be accommodating Mu Mingshu's marriage until he was twenty years old.

But Zhao Yiheng and Zhao Yiyi are different, Zhao Yiheng is not married.

Yun Gu glanced at Mu Mingshu with a strange expression, and said lightly: "When the first queen was alive, she made a family appointment with him, and two years ago, the six ceremonies were completed, and the auspicious day was also chosen, so he could only visit the church to marry as soon as the time came, but the girl called him to death." “

"Gram dead?" Mu Mingshu was surprised, sat up straight and asked, "How did you die?" “

Whether in his previous life or in this life, Mu Mingshu didn't know Zhao Yiheng.

In her previous life, her heart was full of only Zhao Yiyi, and she knew that she knew about Zhao Yiheng only after hearing a lot of rumors. And in this life, her heart is full of revenge and the Mu family, where can she tolerate other people.

Zhao Yiheng is just a dispensable person to her, and she never had the heart to inquire about him.

Now that I heard that he had been engaged to marry and killed other girls, Rao was a little curious.

Yun Gu glanced at Mu Mingshu meaningfully, and said, "When I went out to go out, I asked the horse to step on it, and I broke my neck, and I swallowed my breath on the spot." “

Yun Gu's voice was faint, without a trace of emotion, but Mu Mingshu could imagine the tragic scene at that time when she heard her say this, and shivered coldly.

With such a way of death, Mu Mingshu didn't believe that the girl was called Zhao Yiheng to death, if it was really his wife, the girl was only afraid that she would die if she was engaged.

He asked, "Who has he sinned?" Got the girl? Otherwise, the good and decent engagement lasted so long, but they were about to get married before the horse was trampled to death. “

This time, Yun Gu's eyes were even more unfathomable, but there was still no expression on her face: "You don't care about this, and it's not something that you can mix with a girl's family." “

Mu Mingshu was frustrated, naughtily stuck out his tongue and didn't speak, but there was an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

When he turned around, he carefully put away the newly made white jade fracture fan, and originally thought that it was his own fault, and it was normal for Zhao Yiheng to lose his temper, and when he saw him again, he would hand it over to him in person, and say a few good words, that is, the anger will disappear.

It's just that he is a girl's family after all, and now that his family affairs have been decided, he will not be able to meet in the future, and he will only have the opportunity to pay it back.

However, it was only a few days after the folding fan was collected, and I saw Zhao Yiheng again.

Yu and Changgong mainly went to Hongfa Temple to make a vow, Yang Qinghe followed, and felt that the Buddha was boring, so he called Mu Mingshu.

Mu Mingshu's impression of the eldest princess was not very good, so he didn't want to go, but the Liu family heard that Yang Qinghe had sent Mu Mingshu to Hongfa Temple, and specially asked Zeng's mother to come and talk about it.

"Madame said that if the girl wants to go to Hongfa Temple, I hope the girl and Mrs. will make a wish."

Liu's first month in the Hongfa Temple made a wish, April diagnosed the happy pulse, if it wasn't for her own pregnancy, she would have wanted to go to the Hongfa Temple to repay the wish, now asked Mu Mingshu to return with her first, after giving birth, since I have to go to a trip in person.

Mu Mingshu knew Liu's thoughts, and when he heard that it was not easy to refuse, he nodded his head in response, and then wrote a letter to Yang Qinghe and said: "May 22, I will go with you." ”

It was not until May 22 that the carriage of the Mu Mansion was about to leave the city gate, and it welcomed uninvited guests.

Mu Mingshu looked at Zhao Yiheng, who had not been seen for more than half a month, and was actually a little happy in his heart, but there was still no expression on his face.

Zhao Yiheng is still wearing a moon-white collar, a jade crown to tie his hair, a carved rosewood comb hanging around his waist, phoenix eyes are slightly raised, his lips are slightly pursed, and he looks unsmiling.

"I have something to tell you."

Mu Mingshu rarely saw him look serious, and he really thought that there was something important, so he asked Xia: "You go out first, I have something serious to say with His Royal Highness King Rui." ”

Asked Xia to whisper: "Yes." ”

Raised his eyes slightly and looked at the hidden smile on the corner of Zhao Yiheng's eyebrows, and only felt that he couldn't get in touch with that serious matter.

After asking Xia to get out of the car, Mu Mingshu asked without a trace of emotion: "Dare to ask the prince, intercept halfway, what is the so-called matter?" ”

Where is Zhao Yiheng's serious business, he just can't hold it back, and wants to meet Mu Mingshu. Hearing that the white jade fracture fan sent to King Rui's mansion that day was made by her own hands, he regretted that his intestines were blue. Coupled with the matter of marriage, I am afraid that she will have a pimple in her heart for this matter. That's why I can't sit still anymore. Without waiting for the night, he climbed over the wall and intercepted the carriage halfway.

He stepped forward and hugged Mu Mingshu into his arms: "Lady, I miss you for my husband." ”

Mu Mingshu had a different emotion in his heart, but he pushed Zhao Yiheng away, his whole body was full of anger, and his words were sour: "Your Highness, men and women don't kiss, and I hope that Your Highness will respect yourself, this time, please get out of the car, don't insult the innocence of the little woman." ”

The smile on Zhao Yiheng's face became more and more popular, but he also pretended to say: "Look at what the lady said, where do you want to talk to the lady about whether a man or a woman can give or accept such a thing." ”

Mu Ming was relieved, he didn't know who said this, he only glared at him, and his tone was very unkind: "Get out, don't always have a good shape, especially insult my innocence, wouldn't it be plain for people to call me the second Shen Chuyao." ”

Although the tone is not good, the words are full of acetic acid that she has never noticed.

Zhao Yiheng was secretly happy in his heart, but his face was solemn, and he said seriously: "What is Shen Chuyao, how can it be compared with the lady." ”

softened down and said good things to Mu Mingshu: "Lady, don't be jealous, the girl of the Lin family is a marriage given by her father, and it is not what her husband wants." Seeing that Mu Mingshu turned his head and ignored it, he swore to the sky again: "The husband is already your person, and he will not run, you can rest assured, he will definitely carry the scenery of the sedan chair to marry you into the Rui Palace."

made a shy gesture again: "Don't be jealous, the wife of the husband will always be you." ”

Mu Mingshu saw that the more he said, the more outrageous it became, the more he didn't want to hear him continue, and pointed to the car door with a cold face and said word by word: "You go down by yourself, otherwise don't blame me for doing it." ”

"No, it won't." Zhao Yiheng pouted shamelessly, very dissatisfied, and looked like a little daughter-in-law: "It's really annoying, I haven't seen my husband for so long, I don't want to miss it, even if I rush to my husband." ”

Saying that, he came to Mu Mingshu's side and laughed softly: "It was my husband's fault a few days ago, I shouldn't have sent back the things you worked so hard to make, and I regret it now, and I hope the lady will give me a chance." ”

Mu Mingshu hated Zhao Yiheng more and more, he was just talking about it, but now he hugs, hugs and kisses at every turn, and becomes more and more Meng Lang.

She moved her body and pushed Zhao Yiheng out, scolding in her mouth: "Zhao Yiheng, can you have a face, can you not be a disgusting person like a girl." “

Zhao Yiheng laughed: "Do you think this king is not a man enough?" “

Mu Mingshu ignored him, and intuitively felt that there was a trap in what he said.

Zhao Yiheng didn't mean to ask her to respond, touched his chin and thought about it: "Don't worry, sooner or later, one day your husband will let you know what a real man is. “

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand again: "Didn't you make a folding fan for your husband?" What about fans? “

Speaking of this fan, Mu Mingshu didn't have a good face, what she worked hard for ten days to make, he didn't want it when he wanted it, and now he wants it again, when she Mu Mingshu is it.

Immediately, he said, "Throw it away." “

"Thrown?" Zhao Yiheng frowned, obviously a little displeased, but when he rolled his eyes, he smiled again: "Just throw it away, just throw it away, and you can make it for your husband another day." “

Mu Mingshu laughed, only feeling that Zhao Yiheng's skin must be thicker than the cowhide.

"What? Not happy? Zhao Yiheng felt uncomfortable when he saw the cruel smile on Mu Mingshu's face.

"Not happy." Mu Mingshu bared his teeth at Zhao Yiheng and showed a really unsightly smile: "Why should I do it to you?" “

"Besides, I misunderstood you, it was me who was wrong, I have already expressed my apologies, it was you who pretended to be clear and conscious of my things that stained your eyes, so do you blame me?" said with a contemptuous snort: "The county lord is not rare, anyway, the first one said it, the bridge returns to the bridge, the road returns to the road, you don't want to ...... in the future"

"Hmm......" Before Mu Mingshu finished speaking, he asked Zhao Yiheng to gag his mouth.

Zhao Yiheng felt that Mu Mingshu was too noisy and didn't like what he said, so he kissed Mu Mingshu.

He clasped her head with one hand and imprisoned her body with the other, so that she couldn't move, so she had to stare at Zhao Yiheng fiercely.

Zhao Yiheng has always been a person with excellent control, but every time he goes to Mu Mingshu, he will indulge himself a little, so he doesn't take her anger in his eyes, just concentrate on stealing incense.

His tongue gently swept Mu Mingshu's lips and teeth, forcing her to open her teeth to explore further, but Mu Mingshu just clenched his teeth tightly and did not let him succeed.

A few times like this, Zhao Yiheng was not reluctant, hooked his lips and smiled, and pulled out a hand to cover her delicate chest, and then gently grabbed and pinched it.

Mu Mingshu only added Zhao Yiheng once in his previous life and in this life, his face was red with shame, and he was about to open his mouth to scold, so Zhao Yiheng succeeded.

The tongue with a smell of tea poked into her mouth with a slight floral scent, stirring her tongue pain, but the whole person was unreasonably soft.

A pair of jade hands tightly grasped the clothes on Zhao Yiheng's chest, and his raised neck felt slightly sour.

At the end, Zhao Yiheng wiped his mouth and sighed: "Alas, it doesn't taste as good as that day." “

Mu Mingshu covered her numb lips, angry and angry, she knew what day Zhao Yiheng said, although she didn't remember how embarrassed it was to inhale the fragrance on the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, but she knew that it would naturally not be any better.

At that moment, he wiped his sleeve a few times and then said viciously: "Zhao Yiheng, you can't die well." “

Zhao Yiheng smiled with satisfaction on his face, and bullied forward, forcing Mu Mingshu's whole body to stick to the wall of the car, and the tip of his nose could touch his face.

"Lady, if you die for your husband, you are a widow, and you are reluctant to be your husband." Saying that, he raised his hand to caress her delicate face, and said with a smile: "Today is considered to be a profit, and the folding fan still has to be done, if you don't do it well for a day, your husband will go to you every day to collect profits." “

kissed Mu Mingshu on the cheek again, and then got out of the car with a satisfied curtain, leaving Mu Mingshu with a collapsed face.

"Zhao Yiheng, this girl will make you die in my hands sooner or later." Mu Mingshu clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.