Murong Yue'er threw the bun in her hand on the table, broke the white and chubby bun with both hands, pulled out a green vegetable leaf from it, and said unbearably: "This is the bun?" This is the steamed bun you sell! Don't say that there is no meat filling, and you put a green vegetable pitifully, what kind of buns are you selling! Miss Ben looks at the steamed buns, and it's almost the same! After speaking, he slapped the table hard, with a very unhappy expression.

The shopkeeper wiped the sweat beads on his forehead in a daze, his eyes were slightly puzzled, and he explained tremblingly: "Girl, this is a hundred miles away, very remote, it would be good to get a green vegetable, besides, this place has been dry for many years, and the people have no harvest, we are still good here!" ”

Murong Yue'er's cheeks were flushed, and she was puffing out of breath, and when she heard what the shopkeeper said, her thin eyebrows wrinkled.

After all, she is a housekeeper, and she can know a little about the suffering of the people. Mu Chujin looked at the store that was in a low voice, and hurriedly waved his hand: "Boss, go down." ”

"Yes, thank you, girl."

Murong Yue'er watched her boss thank Mu Chujian, she was very unhappy in her heart, and muttered in a low voice: "Nosy!" Although the voice was small, Mu Chujin could hear it clearly.

Frowning lightly, Mu Chujin didn't speak, just glanced at Murong Yue'er with the autumn scissors, and then looked at Situ Xue with a faint smile and said: "Situ Daxia, thanks to your care in the past few days, the little woman is very grateful, this place is very close to Mu Guo, it is inconvenient to let the hero send him off, I can go on the road alone tomorrow." ”

The corners of his lips under the mask moved slightly, and Situ Xue nodded lightly, which was regarded as a promise.

Seeing Situ Xue agree, Mu Chujin suddenly felt relieved, and suddenly felt that she had just unloaded a big burden, wondering, how could she have such an idea.

Hearing Mu Chujian's farewell, Murong Yue'er couldn't help but frown, finally no longer had to see this strange woman wearing a hat, looking tall and high, like a fairy who does not eat fireworks in the world, somehow, a small bubble of jealousy appeared in her heart.

Looking at the woman in front of her who was eating steamed buns, her eyes rolled, and Murong Yue'er thought carefully, her figure was good, with a willow waist, slender and long, slender white fingers holding the white fat buns, and bringing them to the veil under the hat, eating slowly and methodically, eating was quite elegant, not as vulgar as a village girl, but not like an official lady, gentle and graceful.

Mu Chujin had long been aware of Murong Yue'er's gaze, and that gaze had scraped back and forth on her body twice like a knife, which was really uncomfortable. She simply put down the bun and said sullenly: "I'm full, let's go rest first." He stood up and walked towards the top of the stairs.

Whew-

Suddenly, a cool breeze hit, making the defenseless Mu Chujin dodge and stagger.

After retracting the disordered mood, Mu Chujin fixed her eyes and saw that the blow just now turned out to be Murong Yue'er's whip, and at some point, her hat veil had all fallen into her hands.

The breeze blows, the woman's hair on the opposite side flutters, like a brocade, a pair of eyes like diamonds like stars, light red thin lips slightly pursed, the face is cold and decisive, it can really be called "the country and the city".

Murong Yue'er bit her red lip, her eyes were full of jealousy, she really regretted taking off her hat, you see, the eyes of the people around her were straight. Even Situ Daxia next to him was stunned, and his obsidian eyes stared at her without blinking. After a while, he turned his head to stare at himself again, but there was a terrifying anger in his dead eyes, which made Murong Yue'er tremble.

Receiving the too dazzling gaze of the people around him, Mu Chujian's face was angry, his palm was closed, his water sleeve was swiped, and a snow-white ribbon flew out of the sleeve hole, Murong Yue'er only felt a pain in his wrist, and the hat had been brought back to Mu Chujian's head, and then the white silk also flew back into Mu Chujin's sleeve hole.

"Don't take it as an example!"

Mu Chujin coldly left this sentence and walked to the guest room without looking back.

Murong Yue'er was stunned, she would never forget the look in the girl's eyes just now, cold and vulgar, with a piercing killing light, like a sucker firmly locking your soul.

After saying goodbye to Situ Xue that day, Mu Chujin hurried to the imperial capital on his horse, and finally arrived in the early morning of the next day.

At dawn, the sky was bright, and there were not many pedestrians on the spacious streets, and a few shops on the side of the road were open sporadically, accompanied by the broken words of the shopkeeper.

Mu Chujin led the horse, walked to the tea shed, asked for a cup of tea, and thought about waiting for the sun to come out and returning to the princess's mansion, leaving some time for the large and small faces in the mansion to get dressed.

"Girl, did you just come from outside the city?" The store served a plate of snacks and warmly welcomed them.

"Hmm." Mu Chujin responded lightly, took a sip of tea, thought for a moment, and asked, "Shopkeeper, what is interesting about the imperial capital recently?" ”

"Girl, that's the right question." Now the store is not busy, the shopkeeper simply sat down, and Mu Chujin Pan talked: "Last month, it was rumored that the emperor was ill and would die soon, who knew that a few days ago it was suddenly better, and now the dragon is alive and vigorous, and the early dynasty deals with political affairs, and the people say that God blesses Mu Guo, and the emperor is the true dragon son of heaven, and he has the protection of the gods, and he will benefit the people in the future, and he is a generation of Fu Emperor of our Mu country." ”

Hearing this, the corners of the girl's lips hooked, and her eyes smiled, "What the store said is ......"

"Daddy, come here! Put this flower on the door! A woman's voice came from the room.

"Hey!" The shopkeeper was busy, nodded to Mu Chujian, then got up and went to the house to take a bunch of light purple flower branches and inserted them on the door latch, the petals are very small, pentagonal shape, such as a little star, the center of the flower is light yellow, this purple flower is not beautiful, it can be said to be very ordinary, but it makes people feel a sense of pity and love in their hearts.

"Shopkeeper, why did you put this little flower on the latch?"

"Girl, it should be an outsider!" The shopkeeper looked at the purple flowers on the door and asked.

Mu Chujin nodded awkwardly and took a sip of tea, "Is this your local custom?" Mu Chujin guessed.

"Yes, this flower is called Happy Flower, it is the national flower of Mu country, it is very popular among the people, it is not only beautiful and is a treasure that repells mosquitoes in summer, and it can also be used to treat diseases."

"Oh, I didn't expect this ordinary little flower to be so powerful, much stronger than the beautiful peony rose." took a happy flower and held it in the palm of his hand, and the petals of the five-pointed star seemed to be the innocent smiling face of the child, faintly overflowing with happiness.

Seeing that Mu Chujin loved happiness flowers so much, the shopkeeper couldn't help but laugh happily: "Girl, today is the annual happiness flower festival in Mu country, why don't you stay and find your lover?" ”