About half an hour, the carriage stopped at the gate of Yunfu, and as soon as Lige got off the carriage, he saw Yun Yiran standing at the door. Today, Yun Yiran was dressed in blue, under the sword eyebrows, his narrow eyes were like gurgling spring water, warm and moist like a spring breeze, his nose was like a hanging gall, he was as straight as a blue distant mountain, his lips were so thin that the color was light, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he looked at Mu Lige with a smile.

Seeing this, Lige couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart again: It's really a demon! This look is estimated to have captured many famous ladies in the capital, right?

"Little Lige, you're here." Seeing Yun Yiran grinning and greeting him, for some reason, Lige suddenly felt that Yun Yiran's smile had a faint flattery.

Lige smiled lightly and asked, "But did you keep your cousin waiting?" ”

"No, no...... It's just that grandpa hasn't seen you since breakfast, so he thought I was cheating on him in order to make him happy, and he kept a cold face, and the atmosphere in the house was too weird, so I had to come out and wait for you. Yun Yiran smiled and said, "But as soon as you come to Lige, he will definitely be fine, come with me into the house." ”

"There's Cousin Lao." Lige nodded, then lifted his skirt slightly, and walked towards the Yunfu with his feet raised.

"Little Lige, can you not be so polite to me? I'm your brother, you're my sister, we're a family, how can a family still work? Speaking of this, Yun Yiran seemed to remember something, and suddenly approached Lige and whispered: "I saw grandpa for a while, you must not be so polite to him, otherwise he will be angry, of course, he will definitely not attack you when he is angry, but we will be miserable, you must remember." After speaking, he didn't forget to blink his eyes at the pitiful Chong Lige.

Yun Yiran just finished speaking, "sneering ......" Lige couldn't hold back for a while, so he laughed out loud, thinking in his heart that this grandfather who had never met was really an interesting person, listening to this cousin's words, I was afraid that he really loved her granddaughter. Seeing that Yun Yiran's ears were a little embarrassed, Lige said, "I know." ”

"Then let's get in quickly."

"Hmm."

Leaving the song with the clouds while walking, while looking around, the cloud house is surrounded by green trees, the green willows hang around, the verandah is copied on all sides, the courtyard is connected with the road, and the mountains and stones are dotted. After passing through the promenade, you will see a small lake called Half Moon Lake, and there is a bamboo forest at the end of the small lake. The bamboo forest is built according to the mountain, the scenery is pleasant, come to the end of the garden, look back, the corner of the Yunqiu Pavilion on the top of the mountain is like a bird looming in the bamboo forest.

"Little Lige, how is this bamboo garden?" Yun Yiran saw Lige stop and look back, and guessed that she might like Zhuyuan very much.

"I see smoke in the mountains, and the sunset in the bamboo; Birds fly up the eaves, clouds come out of the windows. The scenery is pleasant, and it is very peaceful and comfortable. Lige really didn't know how to describe it more appropriately, so she borrowed from the Southern Dynasty writer Wu Jun's "Miscellaneous Poems in the Mountains", and she felt that there was no poem more suitable for the bamboo garden of Yunfu than this poem.

Hearing this, Yun Yiran was stunned for a moment, and repeated in a low voice alone: "I see smoke in the mountains, and I see the sunset in the bamboo; Birds fly to the eaves, clouds come out of the windows. It seemed that he was savoring these two lines of poetry, and after a while, he looked at Lige and said, "Good poem!" I didn't expect Xiao Lige's literary brilliance to be so powerful, but it made my cousin a little ashamed. ”

Mu Lige raised his eyes and saw his cousin's appreciative expression, the corners of his mouth twitched, and then he said softly: "Cousin praised, Lige just said casually, cousin doesn't have to be so serious." ”

Although Lige said this, he secretly said in his heart that it was not good, my cousin wouldn't think that this poem was written by himself, right? Could it be that they haven't had a writer named Wu Jun here so far? Looking at my cousin's reaction and expression, it shouldn't have appeared, but now it's embarrassing, my cousin won't think that he is a brilliant woman because of this poem, right? Mu Lige wanted to tell Yun Yiran that this was a misunderstanding! But she couldn't explain to Yun Yiran a literary scholar who had not yet appeared in this era, so she had no choice but to let him continue to misunderstand, and only hoped that he would not tell others.

Mu Lige raised his eyes and looked at Yun Yiran, such a gentle man shouldn't tell others about these trivial things, right? Well, he won't. Thinking of this, Lige breathed a sigh of relief. Of course, I don't know about Lige now, as long as it is about her, no matter what it is, it is a big deal in the Yun family! So when she saw the two lines of poetry inscribed by her grandfather in Zhuyuan not long after, she knew that she had underestimated her status in Yunfu, and at the same time overestimated Yun Yiran!

"Sister, you are too modest, just say it casually, you don't have to be too arrogant." Yun Yiran smiled.

As soon as his words fell, Mu Lige couldn't wait to give himself a slap, how could he call it just a casual remark? Doesn't that make the misunderstanding even deeper? Li Ge was afraid that he would misunderstand again, so he asked, "Cousin, are you coming?" ”

Yun Yiran looked at Lige's slightly unnatural expression, and knew that she was changing the topic, and only thought she was embarrassed, so he followed her words and said, "Come on, pass through this small courtyard, and you'll be there." ”

"Then let's hurry up, we can't keep my grandfather waiting for a long time."

"Okay."

According to Yun Yiran's introduction along the way, this Zhenghetang is the best courtyard in Yunfu, and it is also the place where distinguished guests have been received, which shows that Mu Lige's status in Yunfu is self-evident.

As soon as Lige stepped into Zhenghe Hall, Yun Yiran stepped forward and respectfully bowed to everyone in the room, and then said, "Grandfather, grandmother, father, mother, cousin has arrived. ”

Mu Lige walked to the center of the lobby and stood still, only then bowed slightly, and said softly: "Lige has seen grandfather, grandmother, uncle, and aunt. ”

From the moment she stepped into the lobby, Lige began to use her surroundings to a lot of her surroundings, which is her habit all along, no matter what kind of place she is, she must first familiarize herself with the environment, so as not to make her panic when she encounters emergencies.

The lobby is decorated in an antique style, with hollow cabinets made of fine purple nan wood placed on the left and right sides, on which there are many treasured antiques, and some paintings from famous artists are hung on the walls around them. It can be seen that the cultural heritage of the Yun family is deeply rooted and the old man Yun's love for paintings and antiques.

"Hurry up and excuse me." Old Man Yun, who was sitting at the top, spoke, and then beckoned to Lige: "Come forward." ”

Old Madam Yun, who was sitting next to Old Man Yun, looked at Lige with an amiable face: "Little Ge'er, come to your grandmother and let the old man take a good look at you." ”

Mu Lige stepped forward slowly, and Yun Liangchen, who had been sitting on the side and had not spoken, spoke: "Like, too similar......" He looked at Lige and muttered a little distractedly, and only after a while did he look at the old man Yun who was on the top and said: "Dad, Lige looks too much like a little sister." ”

"Yes, Xiao Lige and Wangshu are really carved out of the same mold." Mrs. Yun, who was sitting under Old Madam Yun, also spoke. Looking at Mu Lige, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

When Yun Wangshu returned home, she had already married in, and Yun Wangshu at that time was born beautiful and peerless, which made people can't help but want to look up. The sister-in-law is straightforward and straightforward, and she is even more protective of her family, and she has never blushed as a sister-in-law. As long as she needs help, Yun Wangshu will do her best, she really likes Yun Wangshu's sister-in-law, but Yun Wangshu got married soon after, although they got along for a short time, but the relationship between the two is still very deep. It's a pity that God is jealous of talents, Yun Wangshu left a pair of children at a young age, and every time she thinks of this, she feels uncomfortable. Looking at Mu Lige now, I really sighed in my heart.

"Yes, Shu'er has been gone for so many years, but fortunately, God has blessed her, so that Xiao Ge'er can grow up safely and grow so well." Old Madam Yun sighed and patted Lige's hand: "Good boy, with Yunfu, no one can hurt you in the future." ”

"Yes, that's right, with your uncle here, no one can hurt you." Yun Liangchen nodded and said firmly.

Mu Lige always feels that everyone's mood seems to be heavy when they talk about this topic now, why does everyone think that she will be hurt? Especially what my grandmother said, why did God favor her to grow so big? Also, since they care so much about Mu Lige, can't they see that she is not the real Mu Lige? Or is it because Mu Lige grew up in the countryside, and they don't know Mu Lige very well, so they haven't noticed her changes? Also, if they care so much about Lige, why haven't they cared about her for so many years?

These questions hovered in Mu Lige's mind, she felt that she seemed to have inadvertently walked into a huge puzzle, surrounded by fog, unable to see what was real and what was illusory, especially after stepping into Yunfu, in everyone's word of concern, she always had the illusion that she was Mu Lige, not a wisp of soul from another world. Could it be that her desire for family affection caused her to forget her original self? As she was thinking, a loud voice interrupted her thoughts.