Snow Country, White City.

In the cold land of the north, winter always comes very early. Although the snow had not yet started, the people of Baicheng had already worn several cotton clothes to protect themselves from the cold.

On the streets, people come and go to start a new day. Suddenly, on top of the white tower standing in the imperial city, there was a beautiful sound of the piano.

"Hehe, listen, Mr. Mo has started to play the piano again. ”

"Yes, I can hear Mr. Mo playing the piano every day, which is really a happy thing. ”

The people were chatting happily, as if they had long been surprised by the beautiful sound of the piano that spread throughout the White City.

In the palace walled hall, a man dressed in white picked up a wine glass and raised his hand to the middle-aged man wearing an iron armor and silver helmet sitting in front of him.

"Master, if you are more persistent, I seem to be a pianist, right? ”

The middle-aged man raised his head and drank a glass of wine, his unsmiling face revealing seriousness and indifference.

"Don't always talk about others, why don't you yourself, Your Majesty?"

"Ha!" The man in white laughed when he heard this, and his already very charming handsome face added a bit of charm. "It's the master who knows me best. How about deciding when to go?"

After talking and laughing, the man in white smiled slightly and looked at the serious man opposite. I saw that the other party put down the wine glass and looked up at him, and said lightly: "On the day of departure, shouldn't you ask Your Majesty?"

As soon as these words came out, the man in white raised his eyebrows coldly and laughed again.

"Hasn't the master always disdained superstition? Why? This time, he misses our high priest?"

"Hmph!" the man snorted coldly, not caring at all in the face of this ridiculous tone.

"I disdain it, but hasn't Your Majesty always believed it? Moreover, this priest is indeed very talented. In addition, the Mu family in the Ming country has begun to decline, and all signs are in our favor. Therefore, I asked the date, just to make your majesty feel more at ease. ”

When the man in white heard this, his eyes lit up, revealing Sen Sen's murderous aura. But the man sitting across from him didn't see him, and his expression was still the same. So the two looked at each other silently, until the man in white picked up the wine glass again, raised a smile and drank a glass of wine, then narrowed his eyes, and lay on the soft couch under him as if he was slightly drunk. The thin lips opened lightly, and a few faint words were spit out.

"The hour has not yet come. ”

"When will it arrive?"

The man in white turned his head sideways and looked at the white tower towering to the sky not far from the window, his eyes were confused.

"Our high priest told me to wait for a man to appear. ”

The middle-aged man frowned slightly, as if he had been a little impatient and deliberately forbearing. "Waiting for whom?"

"A woman who has returned from the land of the dead. ”

*

Mu Yan had a dark face, looking at the bowl of soup medicine in front of him, and he had already greeted someone a hundred times in his heart.

Hongluan stood aside, smiled with an innocent and cute little face, and said, "Miss, the prince has something to do today, so I can't come to see you." But he told me very seriously that I must watch you drink this bowl of medicine before leaving. Hehe, young lady, look, the prince cares about you so much. I think you've finally come to the end of your life, Miss, and I'm so happy for Miss!"

"Huh. Happy, so happy!"

Mu Yan resisted the urge to slap a stupid girl to death, and was carefully thinking in her heart, how to solve this bowl of medicine?

Shen Li's natural blackness, after pouring her medicinal juice for a few days, he still didn't let her go! God knows how bitter the few bitter pills in his mouth were, and all kinds of disgusting and uncomfortable things she drank. If she drinks it any more, her tongue will lose its sense of taste!

Rolling his small eyes, Mu Yan was not convinced. She still doesn't believe it, she can't deal with the natural black of Shen Sanwangye, is it possible that she can't deal with an innocent stupid girl?

Thinking of this, Mu Yan raised his head and smiled at Hongluan with a gentle face.

"I said Hongluan, that ...... You see, this medicine is also the intention of the third prince, not only will you be sorry for him if you don't drink it, but you can't give him an account, right?"

Hongluan nodded like pounded garlic, "That's right, that's right! Miss must drink not a drop left!"

"......" Mu Yan smiled bitterly, "Okay! Uh, but, this medicine is too bitter! Hongluan, you see, your young lady and I have lost any appetite for this medicine these days. Otherwise, you can buy me some candied fruit and come back, and I'll take one after drinking the medicine, it's a little better, isn't it?"

"Hmm......" Hongluan pondered, glanced at Mu Yan's pitiful little face, and felt reluctant.

"Okay, I'll buy it, but Miss, make sure to drink the medicine obediently, and I'll be back soon." ”

"Go, go, go!"

Mu Yan stood up, couldn't wait to wave his uninjured left hand, and pushed Hongluan to the door. Thinking that as soon as this stupid girl left, she would pour out the medicine! But people are not as good as heaven, and this Hongluan has not yet come out of the yard, and then comes back. And there's one more person around.

"Sister Feng?"

Feng Ziying and Hongluan walked into the room together, smiling sweetly with their hands behind their backs.

"Sister, what did I bring you?"

As she spoke, Feng Ziying stretched out her hand and spread her hands in front of Mu Yan like a treasure. Mu Yan looked at it fixedly, and suddenly felt that the five thunders hit the top, and he had the urge to shout "The sky is going to kill me".

Feng Ziying didn't see Mu Yan's sullen face, so she said happily: "I know that my sister has been drinking medicine these days, and her mouth must be very bitter, right? Look, this is the candied fruit that I asked Aunt Wang in the kitchen to buy yesterday, and I specially brought it to my sister today! Now when you finish drinking the medicine and take one, you will feel much better." ”

Hongluan nodded his head beside him and agreed, "Master Feng, you are really wise! My young lady just yelled for me to buy candied fruit, and you sent it!"

"Sister Feng......"

Mu Yan wants to cry without tears, Sister Feng, you are really my own sister!

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Mu Yan simply accepted his fate. He went back and sat down, raised his hand and told Hongluan to go down and make tea.

The little girl happily responded and went out, Feng Ziying sat down directly beside Mu Yan, glanced at her depressed little face, and couldn't help but be concerned: "Sister, what's wrong?"

Saying this, he also lowered his head and said with some guilt: "It's all my fault, I fell into the river clumsily, and you jumped down to save us, and it turned out to be like this." ”

"No, no, I don't blame you. ”

Mu Yan hurriedly shook his head, in order to dispel Feng Ziying's guilt, he had to pick up the medicinal juice on the table and drink it in a few sips. Resisting the urge to vomit, he forced a smile and said, "I'm fine, this medicine is amazing." After drinking it for a few days, my injury has long been painless. ”

Feng Ziying smiled, knowing that Mu Yan had the intention to appease her, so she hurriedly picked up a candied fruit and handed it to her.

"Come on, eat one. ”

Mu Yan took it and stuffed it into his mouth without thinking about it. Sweet, it really relieved a lot of bitterness. Feng Ziying saw that she liked it, so she stood up and picked up the remaining candied fruit on the table.

"I see that my sister seems to have to drink this medicine for a few days, so I'll help my sister put this candied fruit away. ”

"Hmm. Mu Yan nodded with a smile and casually pointed to the long table at the dresser. "Just leave it there. ”

Feng Ziying answered and walked over.