Feng Lanxin heard the footsteps, raised her eyes and saw Mu Jingshen who walked into the mansion, he seemed to see her too, and walked towards her.

"How are you sitting here?" Mu Jingshen said and sat down beside Feng Lanxin.

Feng Lanxin looked at the man in front of her, although her attitude towards her was quite gentle, but there was a little less intimacy in that gentleness.

"Waiting for you."

Mu Jingshen glanced at her, opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, raised his hand, and patted her shoulder like a long time ago, as if he felt that such a move was a little inappropriate, and withdrew his hand: "It's not early, go to sleep, it's cold at night, don't catch a cold." ”

Mu Jingshen said that he was about to leave, but was grabbed by Feng Lanxin: "Jingshen, you are the one who wants to marry me, are we going to live together like this for the rest of our lives in the future?" ”

Mu Jingshen's eyes flashed, and he didn't know how to answer the questions of the people behind him.

A touch of sadness flashed in Feng Lanxin's eyes, she took a deep breath, pressed the discomfort in her heart, and when she spoke again, she had regained her calm: "I was waiting for you here, but I suddenly remembered something and wanted to tell you." ”

Mu Jingshen looked back at Feng Lanxin, his eyes full of seriousness.

"The dragon robe in my father's room is not my father's."

Mu Jingshen was shocked: "What? ”

"I once accidentally saw my father meeting with others, and I didn't see who that person was, but my father's attitude towards that person was extremely respectful, and I saw with my own eyes that the man handed over the dragon robe to my father."

Mu Jingshen frowned, raised his feet and walked away quickly, and after taking two steps, he seemed to remember something, and turned his head to look at Feng Lanxin: "Lan Xin, you go to bed early, I still have some things to deal with." ”

"Hmm." Feng Lanxin nodded, watched Mu Jingshen leave, sat down on the stone bench, and was stunned for a long time before turning around and leaving.

After Mu Jingshen returned to the study, he was uneasy, he immediately asked Mu Gan to contact Mu Ziyun, and then sat on the chair anxiously and waited, this wait, it was a night, a night without closing his eyes, Mu Jingshen's face was a little tired, if Feng Lingxiao was not the last black hand, then Sister A's trip to Thousand Blades City must be full of danger.

The more Mu Jingshen thought about it, the more uneasy he became, raised his eyes to look at the still gray sky, and left the house.

……

Mu Ziyun looked at the rain outside the window.

The rain at the end of spring is no longer the beginning of spring, the raindrops are much bigger, the crackling sound comes from the dripping on the ground, and the smell of the earth rushes to the face, making people feel at peace.

There was a sound of footsteps behind her, Mu Ziyun didn't look back, her eyes still fell on the window.

A shirt was draped over her body: "It's raining, it's a little cold, wear more clothes so as not to catch a cold." ”

"Thank you." As she spoke, she pointed to the position on her side, Wang Yanyun stood over, Mu Ziyun looked at the falling rain, and said slowly: "Eldest prince, you said that it would be great if people could be like this falling rain, pure and clean, and you can see everything at a glance, then there are not so many secrets in this world!" ”

Wang Yanwei's eyes flashed, and he subconsciously looked at the woman beside him, and the color of his eyes sank a little: "Really?" He thought that the person in front of him had seen something, but when he looked at her, it seemed like he was really sighing for the rain.

"Isn't it?" Mu Ziyun turned her head and smiled.

"yes." Wang Yanwei chuckled, looked out the window, and said in his heart, maybe he was thinking too much, how could she see it?

"To be honest, sometimes I miss the first time I saw you."

"Oh? What was I like in the heart of the county lord at that time? ”

"Wen Run's son, just like jade."

Wang Yanwei covered his mouth and smiled: "What about now? ”

Mu Ziyun looked at Wang Yanwei and smiled without saying a word.

Wang Yanwei chuckled in his heart.

"Eldest son, this time, how long are you going to lock me up?"

……