Murong Jin turned his eyes to look at the girl in white.

"Master Hou." Mu Ziyan immediately stepped forward quickly, "This is the cloak." She handed over the burden she was holding.

"When did I give you the cloak?" Song Jinyu frowned unhappily, "That night, you took the initiative to take out your cloak by yourself, and it was also torn into strips of cloth for others to use." ”

"Master Hou will know at a glance." Mu Ziyan said with low eyebrows. On that day, the Hou Ye once exchanged a cloak for a shirt with one person, Zi Yan thought that the Hou Ye was kind to Zi Yan, and said that he was willing to bury Zi Yan's aunt and uncle with gold for Zi Yan. Zi Yan was grateful for Hou Ye's kindness to Zi Yan, so she found that person. Zi Yan could see that this cloak was Hou Ye's favorite. So Zi Yan begged the man for two days before she asked for this cloak and sent it back to Hou Ye. ”

She said sincerely, and looked at Song Jinyu with warmth.

Murong Jin slightly turned his face away, preparing to leave here silently.

Very good, this girl in white looks like she is gentle and obedient, and she thinks about Song Jinyu in everything. If Song Jinyu had no intention of her, she would not mention the matter of burying her uncle and aunt for her. If she has no intention of Song Jinyu. A girl's family will not just give up their cheeks to get the cloak back for Song Jinyu.

What is really true is that a man has affection, and the concubine is intentional.

So what else is she doing here?

Although he knew that his marriage with Song Jinyu would probably not last long, and he had promised him four years before, it seems that it may not take four years now. I'm afraid that after the matter of Wuning County is dealt with this time, and when she returns to the capital, she will be able to take off her position as the wife of Muenhou Mansion.

Isn't that what you've been looking forward to? Why is it that now that the matter is coming, she has a feeling of loss in her heart.

Murong Jin smiled, Xu was used to Song Jinyu's company, so he was a little uncomfortable for a while.

Just between the electric light and flint. Countless thoughts had already flashed through Murong Jin's mind.

She hadn't slept for a long time, she was very tired, she ran hundreds of miles, and captured the Qiang man, and she was still wounded. In the afternoon, she had to compete with the Qiang people, and she didn't have the energy and time to get involved in these trivial things with Song Jinyu. Now she just wants to find a place to quickly sleep peacefully and recuperate.

Even if he didn't have to look in the mirror, Murong Jin knew that his face was very bad.

After listening to Mu Ziyan's words, Song Jinyu simply felt like she couldn't cry or laugh.

"When did I say this cloak was my favorite?" Song Jinyu rolled his eyes, and said with a straight face, he caught a glimpse of Murong Jin turning around to leave, and knew in his heart that if he let this guy run away now, he would have to spend a hundred times more time to explain it in the future. He grabbed Murong Jin's wrist and looked into Murong Jin's eyes, "I don't care how cranky you are, and I don't care what you've been out for the past few days, but today I have to explain to you face to face, I have never known this Miss Mu all my life, I don't know what I have done or said that made Miss Mu misunderstood, and also made you misunderstood, I will only think of you alone and miss you alone from beginning to end." After Song Jinyu finished speaking, she turned her eyes to look at Mu Ziyan, whose face was already slightly pale, "Miss Mu, your experience deserves sympathy." As the old man in the temple of Confucius said, you are a good girl, and you should not have suffered such a thing as you did. But the unjustified disaster fell from the sky, ruined your family, and it was not easy for you to live with your cousin, and I sympathize with these very much. That's why I offered to pay for the burial of your uncle and aunt for you. It's just out of sympathy. Nothing else! My Song Jinyu has become married, and my wife is Murong Jin, the general of Guangling, I love her and respect her, so I will not do anything to be sorry for her. Miss Mu retrieved the cloak. But I don't put this cloak in my eyes, as long as I go back to Beijing, I can have as many cloaks as I want. It's just an object, it doesn't make any sense. I'm grateful to you for sending the cloak back today. In this way, Musk Yue, you went and took twenty taels of silver and gave it to Miss Mu, which can be regarded as Miss Mu's reward for finding this cloak for me. After Song Jinyu finished speaking, she said to Musk Yue, "Send off the guests for me, and this Mu girl will not see you when she asks to see her in the future." ”

"Yes." Musk Moon was thrilled to hear this. The old lady really had a good vision, and insisted on letting the young lady marry her uncle. Just based on what my uncle said just now, Musk Yue has to give it to my aunt? Applaud.

Mu Ziyan was already trembling slightly.

She is arrogant, but now she has encountered great changes and met a celestial figure like Song Jinyu, so her heart is secretly moved. She used small means, which was really a bit unacceptable, but thinking of her cousin and the hardships of her future life, as long as she could catch Song Jinyu, she would be able to grasp everything. So this little bit of caution and small means is nothing.

Who knew that even the ladder to the sky had not been built, and it had been trampled to the ground by Song Jinyu's words.

She is also a famous beauty in this Xingtai City, according to Mu Ziyan's thoughts, her appearance will not be buried even if she is placed in the capital. But this Hou Ye didn't even give half an eyelid.

Mu Ziyan was already ashamed to the point of being too ashamed at this time, and she only felt that the people in the courtyard were looking at her with sarcasm and mockery. She forced her salute. When she got up, she saw the silver sent by Musk Yue, which broke the last string in her heart, and she couldn't help crying with a wow.

Murong Jin was a little unbearable.

She can fight with people's names, even if it is to the end of the fight. But I'm afraid to see people cry.

Murong Jin hesitated for a moment and said to Song Jinyu, "Your mouth is too powerful. ”

Ah Jin was finally willing to talk to him, and the haze in Song Jinyu's eyes instantly dispersed, and he grabbed Murong Jin's arm. "If I don't say it ruthlessly, her mind will not die, and I am the unlucky. Why should I be embarrassed about myself? Again, what I'm saying is true. Ah Jin, are you tired? He softened his voice.

When Mu Ziyan saw the appearance of these two people, her heart was like a knife, a dead ash, she now understands that from beginning to end, she has no chance at all. No matter what means she uses, Song Jinyu is not the kind of mother-in-law and mother-in-law, a man who is interested in seeing her and will not do anything unrelated to her, nor will she leave half a chance.

Murong Jin hesitated again, but still nodded.

"I'll go back and rest with you." Song Jinyu softened her eyes and helped Murong Jin towards the room.

Musk Yue raised her chin at Mu Ziyan. "Miss Mu, let's go, you have also seen the relationship between our young lady and my uncle. It's useless to think about anything more. Mu Ziyan gritted her teeth and walked away.

When he entered the room, Song Jinyu carefully helped Murong Jin to sit down on the bed, Murong Jin was passively pressed on the bed by him, slightly startled, and wanted to get up, but looked at Song Jinyu with a very sad look, "You ran away for so long without saying a word, I waited for you here for so long." Next time you want to go out, tell me, I have a number, I want to find you, and I know where to look. ”

Murong Jin......

She didn't want to ignore Song Jinyu. But now that she has encountered this kind of thing as soon as she comes back, Song Jinyu's little marquis is sticky like this, but she is stuck to her hands and feet, and she doesn't know what to do at all.

"I'll look at your hands." Song Jinyu couldn't help but say that Murong Jinfen directly uncovered the bandage on her hand.

Although he was waiting for Murong Jin these days, he was not completely idle. He called a doctor over and gave him how to bandage his wounds.

He didn't faint blood, and if Murong Jin had any injuries in the future, he wouldn't have to fake his hands on others.

Song Jinyu's brain is very smart, and she can learn everything as soon as she learns.

Wait until the bandages are all loose. Song Jinyu? The head is sour. "Why do you care so little about yourself?" He raised his eyes and complained, his eyes slightly reddened. The bad part of her palm is now showing no signs of goodness. It has been a few days, and the wound should have converged, and the lightly damaged area should have scabbed. Song Jinyu asked someone to bring a medicine box and carefully cleaned her wounds little by little.

Song Jinyu's movements were very gentle, like a feather crossing the water, Murong Jin had hardly rested since that night, and he had stayed up until today, and his spirit was already very tight. Now that she was relaxed, a strong tiredness struck, she glanced at Song Jinyu deeply, and slowly closed her eyes.

With him by her side, she should be safe, right?

Murong Jin thought in his heart. Although he didn't have any martial arts, she still felt very comfortable and relaxed now. He held his hand as if he were a treasure, which made Murong Jin's heart flow a trace of warmth.

She was allowed to be presumptuous for once, because she was so tired.

Murong Jin didn't think too much about it, and fell asleep unconsciously.

Song Jinyu cleaned the wound again. Then he gave her the medicine, and was about to ask her if she was in pain, but when she raised her eyes, she caught a glimpse of her quiet sleeping face, and Song Jinyu's eyes suddenly softened.

Slowing his movements lightly again, he wrapped his hand in a clean white veil for her again, and then stared at her stupidly.

Her skin is not white, it is a healthy wheat color, and now because of the daily travel, it is also covered with a layer of dull dust, and the corners of her lips are a little dry, with a miserable white color, which looks very distressing. Her eyes were tightly closed, and her long eyelashes reflected two deep arcs on her face, compared to when she was awake, Murong Jin seemed to be a little more vulnerable now.

It turns out that she will also be tired.

Song Jinyu's eyes were so soft that they could almost drip water.

He brushed away the messy hair that was scattered around Murong Jin's cheeks. There is a faint pain in her heart, she will be tired, she doesn't say it, she will hurt, she doesn't say it, when will she be able to completely release the most real her in front of herself?