Twilight fell imperceptibly, and the courtyard of King Ling's Mansion hung lanterns, and the light reflected in the pavilions added a unique beauty.

In the inner room of Fang Lan Yuan, Xuan Ruojue fell into a deep sleep after drinking the medicine, and her face gradually became normal. The magpie was taking a wet towel to freshen her up, Mu Zhiyu gently walked to the bed, looked at her face, and then raised her hand to check the pulse, with a smile on her face, and she would be cured when she woke up tomorrow.

"Miss, the fever on Miss Xuan's body has subsided." After washing the towel, the magpie hung it aside, and walked lightly to Mu Zhiyu and said.

Mu Zhiyu nodded and said softly, "Magpie, tomorrow I will let Ling Yizhao and a few maids and daughters into the mansion, and you will take care of Jue'er tonight for the time being." ”

"Miss, don't worry, I will take care of Miss Xuan. It's just that Miss, you also need someone to wait for you......" The magpie looked embarrassed, Miss Xuan is sick now, and she needs someone to be by her side, she can't spare the effort to take care of Miss, what can I do.

Mu Zhiyu smiled and patted the magpie's shoulder, "Your young lady and I are not so delicate." You don't have to go over at night, just take care of Jue'er here with peace of mind. Jue'er is not completely well now, so I will wronged you tonight. ”

"Miss, don't say that, this is what I should have done. You treat me like a sister, and no one in this palace treats me as a maid. It is my blessing to meet Miss in this life. The magpie snorted movingly.

"Silly girl." Mu Zhiyu pinched her face and said softly, "While Jue'er is sleeping soundly now, you go to the couch to rest." ”

The courtyard was brightly lit, and under a pear blossom tree, a slender figure stood with his hands in his hands, his face was handsome and cold, his black robe was faintly glowing in the moonlight, and his sexy thin lips were lightly closed, cold, domineering and elegant. The whole body exudes the temperament of a king.

As soon as Mu Zhiyu walked out of the door, he fell into a pair of gentle eyes, raised the corners of his lips, and looked directly into his eyes. Walk slowly towards him.

Looking up, his eyebrows curled at him with a smile on his face, "Why are you here?" ”

"Waiting for you." Lowered his eyes to look at her, his thin lips opened lightly, and the corners of his lips were slowly hooked. A pair of eyes are gentle as water.

Mu Zhiyu smiled and sent his little hand into his palm, "The moon is so big and round tonight, let's go to the Huxin Pavilion and sit down." ”

"Okay." Murong Lingche held her little hand tightly, and the two of them walked slowly, bypassing the winding corridor, and walked to the lake, where the small pavilion standing in the center of the lake came into view.

Murong Lingche's long inky hair flew behind his head, and on Guanyu's face, a pair of oblique phoenix eyes were full of temptation, and he slightly tilted his head to look at the little woman beside him. The corners of her lips hooked slightly, stopping her slender waist, and the next moment her body rose into the air.

Murong Lingche held Mu Zhiyu and tapped his toes on the surface of the lake, there was almost no splash on the water, and the lake did not splash his boots, as if he was walking on flat ground, smooth and fast.

Mu Zhiyu hugged his waist tightly, his face was shocked and sighed, "Wow! Your light skills have reached the point of incredible! ”

The seductive red lip line slightly outlined a wicked smile upward, and the thin lips opened slightly. "Yu'er, can I think you're worshipping me?"

Mu Zhiyu was grabbed from his waist by his powerful arms, his long hair was fluttering, and his plain face was as beautiful as a fairy. Stretched out a hand to caress his handsome face, and giggled, "You said yes." ”

Standing steadily in the pavilion, Mu Zhiyu walked to the railing, raised his eyes and looked at the water pavilion not far away, his eyes filled with doubts. Waving his hand at Murong Lingche, "When did there become an extra pavilion in the center of this lake?" "She remembers what she didn't have before.

Murong Lingche walked behind her, wrapped his big hand around her waist, followed her line of sight, and the corners of his mouth slowly rose, "That's the small building in the lake that I asked people to build." However, the inside is not finished yet, and I will show you when it is finished. Here's a surprise I gave you. ”

"Okay." Mu Zhiyu's eyes sparkled, turned around and leaned on his arms, and smiled lightly, "If only I could be so comfortable and leisurely in this life......"

Murong Lingche's gaze suddenly became deep and distant, "It will definitely be." ”

At the corridor, Chu Muchen, dressed in purple, stood with his hands in his hands and observed them for a long time. He has always folded the fan in his hand, and for the first time, he did not dangle it on his chest. A pair of narrow peach blossom eyes were full of gloom and loneliness, and there was a little haggard on the demonic face. Since I'm going to let go, why does my heart still hurt so much......

"Master ......" Tan Han stood silently behind him in a black suit, glanced at the two people nestled in the center of the lake, and looked at the tall and slightly desolate man in front of him worriedly.

“…… Let's go. He glanced over the side again, then slowly turned and paced away. His steps were light, slow, and steady, hidden in the winding corridors.

The imperial brother urgently summoned him back to China. By the time he saw her again, he would be able to take care of his thoughts......

The spring night was still a little cool, and the two people in the pavilion in the middle of the lake didn't stay long before disappearing into the night.

After more than a month, I re-entered the main courtyard, and I had an inexplicable sense of belonging. Subconsciously, I already think of this place as my home. It's just because this is where he grew up. Where there is him, there is home.

Looking up at the plaque outside the courtyard gate, the three big characters "Ling Yuju" deeply touched her heart.

Looking at the glittering tears in her eyes, Murong Ling Che sighed invisibly, this stupid woman is always so easy to be moved. Swapped his other hand to hold her hand, and instead hugged her in his arms, his sexy thin lips slowly opened and closed, "This is the word I personally carried." Can Yu'er judge her husband? ”

"One stroke down, the view is like a loose horse flying into the air and leaving the dust, and like a dragon flying in the sky, grinding through the iron inkstone." Mu Zhiyu looked at the majestic big characters with flowing water, the corners of his lips rose, his eyes were wrinkled, and he praised his husband without hesitation.

Murong Lingche's thin lips rose evilly, scraped the tip of her nose, and said with a smile, "My husband is very satisfied with Yu'er's evaluation. While laughing, he had already picked her up and walked into the courtyard and walked upstairs.

The décor of the bedrooms is exactly the same as before leaving, no one has ever touched their positions, and it looks like someone comes to clean them every day.

Mu Zhiyu broke free from Murong Lingche's arms and ran towards the big bed. After a long journey of five days, he finally returned to the palace, but he was still not idle. Now she can finally sleep soundly in her big bed.

Suddenly sat up, looked at the tall figure still standing there, and frowned slightly, "Why are you still here." Aren't you going back to sleep? ”

Murong Lingche couldn't cry or laugh, and slowly approached her, the corners of his mouth rose evilly, and he said lazily, "Yu'er, where do you want me to go back?" ”

"Go back to your study. Didn't you sleep there all the time? Blinking a pair of big innocent eyes, he looked at him with a grin. (To be continued.) )