"It's windy here, let's go home early and pay attention to your body." After a long time, Mo Qingchen withdrew his hand and turned to leave, his black hair fluttering.

Somehow, Su Yunran felt a sour feeling in her heart again, and the ink-colored back was extremely lonely in her eyes at the moment.

The fox in his arms moved, and finally seemed to jump down unwillingly, jumped into the crowd, and disappeared without a trace.

The carriage started slowly, and Su Yunran leaned quietly on the wall of the carriage, closed his eyes, and pressed down the surging emotions in his heart.

On a restaurant not far away, the window on the second floor was ajar, and the man in white stood by the window, carefully rubbing the white jade fan in his hand, his bright eyes were like stars, he opened his mouth low, and his voice was subtle, almost inaudible.

"Found it."

"My Ling'er"

***

With the matter of Qingye Gu, Su Yunran can be said to be famous.

As everyone knows, Miss Su Qi, Su Yunran, is only fourteen years old, and her medical skills are breathtaking. Moreover, the face is exquisite, and it will definitely be a captivating posture in a few years.

During this time, Su Yunran would teach the doctors of Qing'an Hall some deeper medical skills and some practical techniques, and he chose a few plots of land and planted some medicinal herbs himself. Sometimes, Su Yunran would also go to Qing'an Hall to help people see a doctor.

Su Wenye gave Su Yunran absolute freedom, and did not use various rules to restrict her, but there was one thing, to ensure her safety.

This undoubtedly gave Su Yunran a lot of convenience.

It's just that in the past few days, Su Yunran gets up every morning, and there is always a condensed evening dew flower in the jade bottle in front of the window, which is Su Yunran's favorite flower.

But I don't know who it is.

Being able to bypass Lin Shu and not be discovered, he must be a master, but the flower is just an ordinary flower, it seems that the other party has no malicious intentions, and Su Yunran did not ask.

It's just that Jiufei Jiuxun found that their young lady would sit in front of the window every morning, quietly looking at the flower in the jade bottle, not knowing what she was thinking.

At the end, there is always a sigh of nonexistence, but they hear it clearly.

That sigh contains too many emotions.

It seems to be nostalgia, nostalgia, mourning, and reluctance.

***

Walking into the palace gate, he felt the majestic breath of the Son of Heaven, looking at this heavy pavilion, Su Yunran's hands hidden in his sleeves unconsciously tightened slowly, his thin lips pursed, but his delicate face was indifferent.

Concubine Yue, the eldest princess of Xiling, Mo Rongyue, was once favored by the current palace of His Majesty in the Eastern Dynasty, but after the return of the Four Emperors' Palace, she lived in a simple place and settled in the Hanyue Palace.

Su Yunran didn't know what this concubine could do when she summoned her, so she specially asked Su Wenye before coming, but Su Wenye only said that Concubine Yue had a very good relationship with Gu Ruying, and she didn't say anything deeply.

Sensing Su Wenye's concealment, Su Yunran no longer delved into it, there are some things that he will always find out.

It's just a matter of time.

***

Hanyue Temple——————

Concubine Yue is indeed a very beautiful woman, wearing a plain dress, a jasper sway obliquely inserted on her temples, and she leans quietly on the couch.

"The folk girl sees the moon concubine."

"No courtesy." Concubine Yue personally helped Su Yunran up, looked at her carefully, and said with a sigh, "It's really Ruying's daughter, and she has lived up to her reputation." ”

Then Concubine Yue let people serve tea, retired from the palace, and chatted with Su Yunran.

In fact, most of it was Concubine Yue who was talking, Su Yunran listened quietly, and responded to a few words from time to time.

"The tear mole on your face is exactly the same as your mother's." Concubine Yue took a sip of tea, and her eyes fell on Su Yunran's face, revealing a look of memory.

"My mother'······" Su Yunran paused, and asked hesitantly, "What kind of person is she?" ”

"She." Concubine Yue hooked her lips, and her voice was firm, "Dare to love and hate, decisive and simple." ”

Su Yunran listened quietly.

For his mother-in-law, Su Yunran always had a strange feeling. The previous impression of the mother was obtained from several portraits and the elders. They always say that their mothers are overwhelmed by the country and the city, and they are shocked. It was the first time Su Yunran had heard a description like today's.

After a while, Concubine Yue personally sent Su Yunran to the door, took out a hosta and put it on, and said meaningfully, "Everything has its own certainty, fate dictates, don't be anxious." ”

Su Yunran's face remained unchanged, and he bowed and retired.