Feng Mingzhen said softly, "They are looking for you, the servant said to his master that he watched you enter the garden, and the master said that Han women are the most important name, and he found you, he didn't need to do anything, he could make you ruined!" He hid all the swear words and didn't mention them.

Mu Lingkong looked at him with wide eyes, "You actually know Jiuli dialect!" Then he added, "Why did you target me because of his falcon?" ”

"Yes, he has been domesticating that falcon for a long time, and he thinks that the falcon was shot because of you!"

"Ignorant barbarians!" Mu Lingkong scolded hatefully, and the increasingly hot palm behind her made her instantly pull back to her thoughts, "Eh, let's go now!" ”

"Hmm," Feng Mingzhen replied softly, his gaze barely removed from the red lips in front of him.

Mu Lingkong hurriedly pushed her away, and in a hurry, it seemed that he accidentally bumped into him, Feng Mingzhen snorted sullenly.

"Hey, did you hit somewhere?"

Feng Mingzhen's deep voice came, "It's okay, you go in first, I'll go in later!" ”

Mu Lingkong knew that this was to avoid suspicion, and since people had thought about her so far, she was disrespectful, and thanked Feng Mingzhen again, and walked briskly in the direction of Zhaoren Palace.

The banquet in the palace was almost over, and when His Majesty the Emperor left the table, the remaining ministers also walked out of the hall in twos and threes.

Mu Lingkong and Meng Ruyue followed Meng Huai'an and the eldest lady down the jade steps, and they heard a voice behind them, "Prime Minister Meng Cheng, please stay!" ”

Mu Lingkong only regarded Meng Huai'an as a colleague, so he stood obediently with Meng Ruyue, only to hear someone say again: "Xiao Wang and the eldest lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion had a relationship before, and I will never forget it, and now I will see Miss again, Xiao Wang is even more Miss Xinyue." Now Xiao Wang sincerely wants to marry Miss, and hopes that the prime minister will be fulfilled! ”

Miss? Isn't that what she is!

Mu Lingkong looked up at the visitor in a daze, and the visitor's blue eyes also looked at her directly, it was actually Prince Atam.

Meng Huai'an frowned slightly, "The prince's request, the minister can't agree, the little girl's mother died early, and the minister regards the little girl as a pearl, and he really doesn't want the little girl to marry far away." ”

Atamu waved his hand again and again, "Xiao Wang likes the customs of Nanyue Country very much, and it is not impossible to live in Nanyue often!" ”

"This," Meng Huai'an glanced at Mu Lingkong, "The little woman is stubborn and willful, and she is spoiled by the ministers, I'm afraid it will be difficult to be the princess!" ”

Adam's mouth opened, as if he was about to say something again, Meng Huai'an hurriedly arched his hand, "Shuchen retired first!" "It's overwhelming.

And Feng Mingzhen, who was standing on the top of the jade steps and saw everything in his eyes, his eyes were cold, but a rather gentle smile appeared on his face, and he raised his voice and shouted, "Prince Adam!" ”

What everyone didn't expect was that Prince Adam was actually a kraft candy, and the next day he swaggered to the door in the name of cultural exchange, and he didn't mention the matter of courting relatives, but only pulled Prime Minister Meng Huai'an to discuss classical masterpieces, poetry, song and dance, and even chess skills that he was not very good at.

Meng Huai'an finally finished the affairs of the yamen, but when he returned home, he had to deal with Prince Atam, which was unbearable, but he couldn't sweep the prince out of the house!

As a result, before he finished his head, the porter came to report again, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince also came to visit the door!

Yes, either he doesn't visit the door, or he goes out to greet him with a bitter face. Fortunately, Feng Mingzhen only listened to them discuss the Book of Poetry for a while, and then took the guards to leisurely visit the garden.

Zhuang Chong looked at his master with his hands behind his back as if he was in his own homeland, and secretly rolled his eyes in his heart, he heard his master say something to Prince Atamu last night, such as "Since the Prime Minister is against you and Miss Meng, then you have to step up to please the Prime Minister", what "The Prime Minister was born as a champion, and he likes people who are literary and educated, and his literary talent is not high?" It doesn't matter, ask more questions and ask more, and it is also very impressive to be diligent and studious! Words like "If you get the heart of the old man, you will get Miss Meng"!

Ill-intentioned, definitely ill-intentioned!

He whispered, and saw his master circling around the garden, and he didn't really play. After a while, I heard him say to himself, "Hey, don't you come to the garden when it's cold?" I want to see her! ”

Zhuang Chong asked with a wooden face, "Master, do you need to go down to Miss Meng's yard to find out if she is there?" ”

Feng Ming really thought for a while, "Go ahead!" Then be careful, don't be discovered! ”

“……”

Just when Zhuang Chong wanted to be annoyed by the stupid thing of shooting himself in the foot when his ironic words didn't work, he heard a voice from the end of the garden, and heard Meng Ruyue's voice from afar, "Oh, don't be lazy, don't go outside to enjoy the snow, let's just walk around the garden!" Then collect some snow from the plum blossoms, put it in the jar and bury it in the ground, and make tea to drink it next year! ”

He immediately looked sideways at his master, and sure enough, the smile on his face was almost impossible to hide, and he had to force himself to restrain himself and put on a posture of appreciating the snow.

The two walked towards this side while talking, and as soon as Mu Lingkong looked up, he saw a man in white standing beside a cold plum tree that was proud of snow and frost, but Feng Mingzhen who should not have appeared here.

She saluted stunned, "His Royal Highness the Prince? ”

Feng Mingzhen turned his head sideways and climbed down a plum blossom from the branch next to him, and handed it directly to Mu Lingkong, "Send you!" ”

Mu Lingkong took the flower and tilted his head to look at him, "Why is His Highness here?" ”

"I've been accompanying Prince Adam around the capital these days, and he likes to run to the Prime Minister's Mansion now, so I'm naturally going to follow him."

Thinking of the frequency of Atammu running to the Prime Minister's Mansion recently, Mu Lingkong twitched the corners of his mouth, and Meng Ruyue muttered in a low voice, "This stunned young man, if he runs to the mansion, he will not marry him!" ”

"What are you doing in the garden?" Feng Mingzhen asked again.

Mu Lingkong pointed to the ceramic jar Meng Ruyue was holding in her hand, "She said that she would collect the snow on the plum, and then bury the jar and use it to make tea in the coming year." ”

Feng Mingzhen raised his eyebrows, "Oh, that sounds like a great idea!" Then you collect it, and I'll be gone! ”

Mu Lingkong and Meng Ruyue glanced at each other, Meng Ruyue really walked to a plum tree with flourishing flowers, carefully picked up the falling snow on the plum core with a small porcelain spoon, and then leaned into the end of his nose and sniffed, and beckoned Mu Lingkong with a smile, "I said, there is the aftertaste of plum blossoms on the snow, and it must be delicious to make tea!" ”

"Yes, yes, yes," Mu Lingkong held the jar and handed it to her to fill the snow, "You have such a small spoonful of it, when are you going to fill it!" ”

Meng Ruyue rolled her eyes, "Anyway, it's to pass the time, what's the hurry!" ”

The two were arguing, Feng Mingzhen suddenly said, "Suddenly, like a spring breeze overnight, thousands of trees and pear blossoms, Miss Meng, do you remember this poem?" ”

Mu Lingkong paused, turned his head and asked him, "What?" ”

Feng Mingzhen smiled slightly, "This is the poem that Miss wrote before, such a beautiful poem, it is still catchy to read now, and it is extremely exquisite!" ”

Meng Ruyue interjected on the side, "Learn what to do with Na Lao Shizi's poems, choose words and make sentences, it is better to cherish the freedom of the present time!" ”