"Yes, little sister, no, little sister, don't be angry, I'll go back and report immediately."

Su Ya continued to laugh, and he didn't know how good his temper was.

There is a way to reach out and not hit the smiling person, and the autumn fragrance has nowhere to vent the fire, and it can only be accompanied by a pair of white eyes.

Su Ya immediately ran back again to report the situation.

Mu Yuan condensed, rode forward alone, dismounted and walked in front of the post house.

Actually, it's not the autumn fragrance of the unpredictable prophet. Instead, five horsemen and horses came, and the secret guards sent by Ah Peng to patrol outside found out.

The whole street seems to be the same as usual, and the people live and work in peace and contentment. But in fact, those bright and dark nails, all those who were suspected, were removed without a trace.

And Zhao Ping'an was sleeping soundly, but the sound of horses' hooves came from the silence, and somehow it hit her heart, and she woke up in an instant, and hurriedly asked Qiu Xiang, who was on duty at night, to ask about the situation. When she heard that it was Mu Yuan coming, she was really surprised and confused for a minute.

The first reaction was to casually put on a piece of clothing and run out, barefoot, not even wearing shoes.

She missed him so much, she was so lovesick that she thought of the northwest border town from Tokyo City, from spring to summer, and maybe from her past life to this life. So she couldn't wait to throw herself into that embrace immediately, talk to each other, and explain the misunderstanding.

She was so eager that the people around her couldn't stop her at all. It was she who ran to the door by herself and suddenly stopped again.

Didn't you figure it out, men need to be fished?

Didn't you decide that you want to indulge in the past, first endure the heat in your heart, and behave coldly?

Don't you think that you should not be too anxious, leave a little space for Mu Yuan, let him think about it, so that he can slowly digest the past, and then slowly accept the new her?

So, no matter how anxious and anxious she is, she has to be nervous.

Woman, restrain yourself!

As soon as he thought of this, Zhao Ping'an slowly retreated to the bedside and told Qiu Xiang to pass the word, while with the assistance of A-Ying, he washed up simply, put on a thin summer robe, did not apply fat powder, and combed his long hair. But before she could pull up her bun, Qiu Xiang reported that Mu Yuan had already gone upstairs.

She simply put her hair down and draped it loosely over her shoulders, and ordered, "You two go down first, open the door, and let General Mu stand outside the door and reply." ”

Ah Ying and Qiu Xiang should have said in unison, and Mu Yuan in the corridor also heard Zhao Ping'an's words clearly, and his heart was full of feelings.

In the past, when I saw him safely, I would always pounce on him. Although he would find her too bold and unruly, he liked her very much.

Why is it so cold now?

I've never loved him and don't want to pretend anymore? Or is he dissatisfied with his slow treatment and empathize with others?

Thinking about it, he has been cold for a few months without news, if there are other good men next to her who are gentle and gentle, how do you want her to deal with herself? After all, she is such a lady of the sky, and she has always been the stars holding the moon. For him, it's a very low figure.

It's just that he couldn't get rid of the pimple in his dream in his previous life, but he didn't expect that the way he got along now made him even more uncomfortable.

"Chen Muyuan, I've seen the eldest princess." Since he didn't even let him enter the door, he had no choice but to guard the courtesy of the monarch and the ministers, gritting his teeth and saying.

The northwest is remote, and Zhidan is a small place, and there is a post house, which is still because the local army is stationed. Therefore, the premises of the post house are small and old, and most importantly, they are very "small".

The low two-storey building is surrounded by a mouth shape. Among them, the courtyard is surrounded by houses on all sides, and there are only eight cages on each floor. On the first floor of the nearest house lived the "staff" of the inn, and behind it was the stable. The sunny room on the second floor, facing the commercial street, belonged to Zhao Ping'an's master and servant. On the left and right sides are the places where Zhao Ping'an's bright guards and secret guards stayed, and in the south two rooms, Lou Qingyang took a scholar.

In such a building, the corridor is very narrow. Partial Mu Yuan was so tall that he couldn't kneel at all, and could only salute.

But it was precisely because of this that Zhao Ping'an asked Mu Yuan to stand outside the door and speak.

The room was small, but in fact, the distance between the two was not far, which allowed her to sneak a peek at him clearly. Anyway, he abides by the rules of etiquette and doesn't stare at her, she can do whatever she wants.

On the other hand, after all, inside and outside the door, giving a psychological boundary is just a test of Mu Yuan's endurance and reaction. really forced people away, it wasn't what she wanted, she just hoped that he would scratch his heart and liver, not be deceived by the so-called past life, and face up to the feelings between the two.

Therefore, hearing Mu Yuan's greetings, she tried her best to maintain the slight coldness and detachment in her voice, and carried out the sentence "I won't play anymore" she said a few days ago to the end, at least to convey this effect.

"General Mu is here, what are you doing?" She asked lightly.

"Something to do."

"It must be a very important thing, otherwise, it would not be possible to disturb people's dreams early in the morning." There was a little dissatisfaction in his tone, but unfortunately he accidentally yawned and quickly covered his mouth.

Mu Yuan subconsciously raised his head, seeing this situation.

Zhao Ping'an's bed was facing the door, but behind it was the window.

The weather is already hot, and even though it is still cool in the morning and evening, the windows are wide open.

There is morning light like a curtain, shining gently from behind Zhao Ping'an, lining her whole person is hazy, bright and gentle. Like the early sun, dazzling but not dazzling.

She was wearing a light red cardigan, and a pair of pale yellow embroidered shoes were put on her bare feet. Her long hair was loose and gently swayed by the breeze, making her look extremely lazy.

Her whole person is like a painting, and it is like a person entering a painting, or the painting is integrated into her whole person.

Mu Yuan was stunned for a while.

It wasn't until Zhao Ping'an was seen that his cheeks were hot and he coughed lightly uncomfortably that he reacted. He hurriedly lowered his head and took a step back, only to accidentally hit the fence.

Zhao Ping'an almost jumped up, afraid that Mu Yuan would fall, because the fence was not high and Mu Yuan was high, so he reached his crotch.

Fortunately, she controlled the mail, after all, Mu Yuan is a military general, or the kind of martial arts is very high, the lower plate is very stable, and soon stood outside the door again, and said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry princess, the minister is busy with military affairs, come over at night, ask to see him in the morning, and then immediately rush back to Jintang City, and you can also handle official business in the afternoon." ”

Obviously I like me very much, so why pretend to be indifferent?

Zhao Ping'an saw it, and couldn't help but snort, and then felt distressed.

How tired! Rotating so continuously, even if you are young, it is like boiling oil to consume your body. No wonder, there are very few long-lived generals, either they died on the battlefield, or they were taboo and killed by their superiors, or they were injured and died early when they were young.

Thinking of this, I feel even more sorry for Mu Yuan. I wanted to keep him here for a day and have a good rest, but I had no excuse and no position, and I had to put state affairs first, so I just felt like I had been scratched by a cat.

So he simply said bluntly, "Military affairs are important, if the general has anything to do, you might as well say it directly." ”