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Chapter 280

The Wind and Moon Can’t Stay

Murong Qing waited until nightfall.

Outside the vermilion door of the General's Mansion is an open street. Because it is a place where nobles live together, vendors are not allowed to set up stalls here, but peddlers and lackeys are allowed to carry burdens and walk through the streets to sell goods.

The sun was very hot at noon, and the servant asked Murong Qing to go back to the house to escape the heat, but she shook her head and refused.

Ping'er held an umbrella and stayed with Murong Qing.

Until a vendor carrying sugar water passed by the entrance of the General's Mansion.

"We sell sugar water, sweet sugar water!"

The vendor's face was covered with sweat, but the sparkle in his eyes made him look full of upward power.

I suddenly want to eat sweets.

Murong Qing lowered her eyes and remembered that Pei Mo lied in the valley that he couldn't buy a razor, but used money to buy her a jar of honey.

She smiled unconsciously. It was so silly that Pei Mo thought she didn't know.

The hawker became motivated and started doing business to support his family, but his wife caught a cold in the spring and died in the autumn.

Murong Qing remembered his casual words of comfort in his heart.

Back in the house, Murong Qing took off her bun and sat by the bed, waiting for Pei Mo to wash up and then talk to her.

"I was supposed to go back to my hometown when I went to court, but I met Sun Wan on the way. Sun Wan, the granddaughter of the court elder, invited me to dinner. I had some friendship with the elder, so I didn't refuse."

Murong Qing took a bite and found that it was not that sweet, but it was sweet in the mouth. It must be that sugar was too expensive and the hawker did not put enough sugar in order to save costs. However, the low heat and slow simmering brought out the sweetness of the mung beans.

Ping'er was surprised. If she wanted to buy something, she could just go and buy it. Why did she have to call the hawker over?

The hawker's son was only four years old at that time.

Murong Qing stood up with a smile, mentally digesting the hawker's experience.

Watching the hawker leave, Murong Qing seemed to understand something, "Ping'er, I'm hungry. Let's go back and ask someone to wait at the door. The general must tell me when he comes back."

The hawker had a business, and a smile appeared on his wrinkled face, "Madam, do you want sugar water?"

The vendor knelt down gratefully, "Thank you madam, you are so kind!"

"The general is back!"

The hawker was originally a scholar. He was only 28 this year. His father died when he was a child. Three years ago, the hawker just became a scholar. As a result, his mother got sick. So the hawker stopped studying and used the money to treat his mother.

sick.

The mung beans are boiled, revealing the green belly.

Later, the hawker's mother died. In the year of her death, the hawker's wife gave birth to a son.

Ping'er was very happy, "Hey, okay, the kitchen has already prepared lunch. Madam, come quickly."

For example, when Pei Mo is thinking about something, he likes to stare at his toes. When Pei Mo lies, he likes to pick at the seams of his pants.

Murong Qing raised her eyes and saw that the hawker was walking away. She hurriedly said to Ping'er, "Ping'er, I want to have a bowl of sugar water. Can you go and call the hawker?"

Murong Qing waved his hand, handed the money to the vendor, and said a few words to him.

He walked to the bed and kissed the side of Murong Qing's face, whispering in a low voice, 'Wait until I come back, eh?'

It seems that she hasn't bought candy for herself yet.

But tonight, Pei Mo inexplicably felt that Murong Qing had an extra-mundane aura about him.

"That's right, I want them all, and Ping'er will take them and give a share to the little people." Murong Qing said.

But the more understanding and sensible she became, the more uncomfortable Pei Mo felt, but he couldn't explain why he felt uncomfortable.

Murong Qing wanted to get up, but Pei Mo held her shoulders and asked her to sit down, "I'm back, why are you still waiting for me?"

Now that the hawker's son is in school, the hawker has settled in the capital and does business in the streets.

Pei Mo suddenly felt guilty, "But you're tired? He looks like a poor man. Go to sleep."

The world is unpredictable and must always go down.

The sugar water prepared by the hawker himself is not as refined as that of Jiangjunfu. The sugar water is mung bean flavored. Perhaps the hawker carefully sifted it and there was no mung bean skin in the sugar water.

Murong Qing nodded, "How much sugar water is left in the load?"

She recalled that before she left the cabinet, she wanted to eat candy, and her brothers rushed to buy her candy.

Murong Qing did not sit at the door and wait, but returned to the house, feeding the fish, admiring the flowers, reading, and waited until the sun set and the stars rose high.

In fact, after sharing the same bed for so long, she already knew all about Pei Mo's little habits.

The vendor opened the linen cloth and said, "Madam, there are three more pots left. The sun is shining brightly today, so it would be good to drink some sugar water to relieve the heat."

"Bring me a bowl." Murong Qing said.

"I'm not tired." Murong Qing shook his head, "I just miss General."

Murong Qing shook his head, "It's okay. In fact, the general doesn't need to explain to me. I think the general and Mr. Ge are tired after talking all afternoon. Get up and wash up quickly."

She sat there, the candlelight was soft, and her eyes reflected the dancing flame of the candle. Murong Qing was extremely beautiful, Pei Mo had always known it.

After saying that, he saw the dark blue under her eyes through the candlelight, and felt distressed.

"Then I sent Sun Wan home. I never thought that Mr. Ge wanted to stay with me for tea. I couldn't refuse the kindness. I didn't expect that we talked so late. I forgot to ask someone to send you a message.

It won’t be so late next time.”

Pei Mo was touched in his heart, caressing her soft little face and said, "It's not my fault, I kept my lady waiting for so long."

Pei Mo was like a student who had done something wrong, with a very sincere attitude like Murong Qing explaining the reason.

Murong Qing said softly, "Because when the general left, he told me to wait for him to come back."

It seemed like she was going to escape into space in the next second.

But this was the first time Madam wanted something after she came back. Ping'er didn't think about it anymore, ran out to stop the hawker, and brought the hawker to Murong Qing.

Waiting for all this, it seemed that Pei Mo had become everything in her life without realizing it.

Afterwards, the hawker picked up the burden and disappeared at the corner of the street with brisk steps. Murong Qing only looked at his back, and seemed to be able to hear the cheerful songs hummed by the hawker.

It turned out that Pei Mo didn't know when Murong Qing woke up in the morning and was lying on his side on the bed to watch him put on his court clothes.

Pei Mo is not here, so he has to buy candy for himself.

Murong Qing was eating the lunch prepared in the kitchen and asked himself what is suffering?

Did he become a pawn of a trafficker, or did he lose his parents when he was young, lose his wife when he was high-spirited, or lose his beloved wife?

When looking at oneself, is it the mistrust of others in the past life, which led to the death of everyone in the family, and the suffering of not being able to have a good life, or is it the suffering of not being able to have a child in this life?

Ping'er shouted happily, Murong Qing put down his book and looked at Pei Mo who entered the hall with a smile.

Pei Mo suddenly felt uneasy, feeling that he could no longer control her.

Even Murong Qing herself didn't notice that the haze in her heart seemed to have dissipated. She had found her own peace and began to learn to let go of her unwillingness.

After experiencing all kinds of complicated emotions that affected her heart, what she needed was tranquility, otherwise those thrilling things would break like a mirror and pierce her skin and flesh.

If the wind and moon cannot stay, it will be difficult to cross the River of Forgetfulness.
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