Chapter 22: A Handsome Boy
"Yes, it doesn't matter."
I saw Mu Yunlian Cheng wearing a tulle hat on his head, Su Jin was dressed, let go of Ming Han's jade hand, turned his back behind him, and looked forward.
In the empty courtyard of the mansion, a breeze swept by, and a light blue veil rose with the wind. In just an instant, on Mu Yunliancheng's handsome face, the sword eyebrows were in the sideburns, the phoenix eyes were slightly raised, the bridge of the nose was high, the color was slightly lighter, and the thin lips in the shape were extremely good-looking.
Fortunately, he was already standing in front of the hall, and the woman behind him did not see this scene.
If you see it, you must have seen that handsome appearance, I don't know how many girls will be sinked...
"Master, please come here."
Ming Han saw that he was not angry, so he was quick and quickly turned sideways to make room for Muyun Lian City.
"Ming Han! But what happened to the General's Mansion? Mu Yunlian asked unhurriedly.
Before Ming Han could reply, the strong man watching the excitement next to him interjected: "It's not, it's just that from last night to this morning, there was a bloody case in the house, and another flower picking case came." Fortunately, Hanyu-kun of the General's Mansion is so bold at a young age. Together with my uncle, we broke the chaos and brought the scourge to justice. ”
Mu Yunliancheng under the tulle frowned and looked at the people in the high hall who were busy deciding the case.
"Master! The slave just saw it, and this Hanyu-kun is really tight. Although, it seems that the case was finally solved by the Ministry of Rites, Su Yan and Master Su. But the first to discover the clue was Hanyu-kun. He's only twelve! Ming Han glanced at the strong man, and hurriedly explained to Mu Yunlian City.
"Oh?" Mu Yunlian Cheng was also taken aback, and then said calmly: "Then do you know who the baby in his arms is?" ”
Ming Han was stunned, he really didn't know this. Just now, I only listened to the exciting case, and I really didn't pay attention to the milk baby.
"This... The minions don't know..."
Behind him, an aunt who was dressed more luxuriously said, "What kind of milk baby is she!" is eight years old, and she is the famous second daughter of the General's Mansion 'Moon Little Lady'. Beat the little mother's womb to make it stunted, and now it looks like a four or five-year-old child. I've heard... There is still a problem with the brain. ”
Mu Yunlian Chengyu lifted the tulle with his hand and looked at Sikong Xuanyue, hoping to see it more realistically.
...
Sikong Xuanyue yawned, lying on Brother Sheng's shoulder, and Brother Sheng whispered: "My sister is forbearing, and I will sleep when I return to the house." If you fall asleep in your brother's arms, you will catch a cold. ”
"Hmm!" Sikong Xuanyue was extremely sleepy, her mouth responded, her body was very honest, nestled in her brother's neck, ready to sleep peacefully. Anyway, she knew that Brother Sheng would definitely take her back.
Who would have thought, sleepy-eyed and hazy eyes just wanted to hang their heads, and their hearts 'groaned'.
Because Brother Sheng's back was facing the gate of the mansion, at this moment, a young man dressed in white with a hat on his head, but his jade hand lifted the green veil and was staring at her.
Sikong Xuanyue was slightly stunned, Mu Yunlian Cheng actually pursed his lips at her and chuckled, far away, he seemed to know that she was also looking at her.
"Ahem!" Sikong Xuanyue was almost choked by saliva, turned his head suddenly, and his forehead swept over Brother Sheng's chin.
Brother Sheng's jaw hurt and grinned, but he raised his hand to soften her forehead and asked his sister with a frightened face.
"What's wrong?"
Sikong Xuanyue's heart is like a drumstick, beating violently, and there is still leisure to return to life.
Brother Sheng was depressed and was about to turn around to find out.
"Don't look back!"
Sikong Xuanyue snorted.
Although the voice was very small, it was still listened to by Aunt Su on the side.