She looked at Murong Yu silently: "Is this what Your Highness thought of?"
"Huh?" Murong Yu was stunned for a moment.
He half-closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then said in a deep voice: "Did someone make you unhappy at the banquet? Who was it?"
It is true that Ming Wuyou has a temperament that never suffers, and now his status is high, but there are always some short-sighted people who don't understand the situation and come out to cause trouble.
He had already thought of this.
Of course, his people cannot be bullied at will.
Even if it makes her feel a little depressed!
"..." Ming Wuyou was silent again.
Murong Yu's current expression was as if as long as Ming Wuyou named someone, he would immediately want that person to look good.
Ming Wuyou was speechless.
She didn't know whether to be depressed because his brain circuit was completely opposite to her own.
You should still feel happy that he cares about and protects you so much.
Murong Yu asked: "There are many people who make you unhappy?"
Ming Wuyou breathed a sigh of relief and said slowly: "It's a lot, and he has a high status."
"Princess Liyang or Princess Chenyang?" Murong Yu frowned.
Looking around the capital, there are only a few people who dare to serve Ming Wuyou in person.
He knew very well what kind of virtue his imperial aunt was.
This made Murong Yu very anxious, thinking that she had suffered a great injustice.
He looked at Ming Wuyou at a loss, and suddenly ordered: "Leng Xiao, go and get Bai——"
Ming Wuyou's hand gently covered Murong Yu's lips at this moment.
Murong Yu looked at her questioningly.
Why did she want to say it again now? But he still wanted to find Aunt Bai to ask for everything.
"I've been wronged, wouldn't you hug me and comfort me first?" Ming Wuyou said quietly: "When you've coaxed me and comforted me, you can ask me the whole story, and then go and take revenge for me.
?”
Murong Yu paused for a moment, then slowly held her in his arms, "Who is it?!"
"Alas..." Ming Wuyou sighed softly: "Do you think I'm the kind of person who gets bullied at will and has to come back to you to cry and ask you to help me take revenge?"
"So -" Murong Yu carefully discerned the meaning of her words: "No one made you unhappy?"
"Um."
Ming Wuyou nodded, fingering the embroidered dragon on his clothes, "They want everyone to come and fawn over me."
"Even those who are envious and jealous don't dare to show the slightest bit of displeasure to me."
"I'm still wondering why these noble ladies have such a consistent attitude."
"On the way back, Aunt Bai told me a little tidbit - that day when Baishan Hall opened, some unsighted people arranged gossip about me in the teahouse, and Yuan Hao taught me a miserable lesson."
Ming Wuyou rubbed Murong Yu's chin with his forehead: "In addition to the backer of Prince Zhan's Mansion, I also have Yuan Hao and Aunt Bai who are still with me. Everyone knows that you are also looking towards me. Who dares to make me unhappy?
?”
Murong Yu breathed a sigh of relief before asking again: "Then what's wrong with you?"
Ming Wuyou looked up at him: "Your Highness, do you know what interest is?"
Ming Wuyou sighed inwardly. Sure enough, this person didn't understand the concept of fun.
She simply pulled his hand over to cover her face, looked at Murong Yu with her big beautiful eyes and said, "I said my face was a little stiff, wouldn't you say you wanted to rub it for me?"
"..." Murong Yu was stunned, then suddenly realized, and touched Ming Wuyou's cheek with his calloused fingers, "Is it stiff here?"
Ming Wuyou looked at his dumbfounded expression and thought it was cute, and burst into laughter.
Then he remembered that he had teased him for such a thing for a while, Ming Wuyou leaned on Murong Yu's shoulder, and his smile couldn't help but get bigger and bigger.
You know clearly that he is just a piece of wood, but you still have fun with him.
Fortunately, he was not interested in leaving early because he was used to it.
Get used to his clumsiness, otherwise you will be depressed to death.
Murong Yu was a little embarrassed, "Why don't you just say it? You know that I can't speak, but when I'm with you, I'm still a bit..."
stupid.
Yes, stupid.
When he is with others, he can understand what others are thinking just by relying on his body movements and eyes, but when it comes to Ming Wuyou, he is really slow and stupid.
Does caring lead to chaos?
Although he said this, his fingers gently pressed Ming Wuyou's cheek, really trying to help her soothe the muscles on her face.
Ming Wuyou grabbed his hand and muttered: "My woman, sometimes she just doesn't want to speak directly... Well, I'll try my best to speak directly next time."
…
After Princess Anping's birthday party, Ming Wuyou became famous in the capital, and even Baishan Hall received a lot of attention.
New Year's Eve will come soon.
Due to the snowstorm in the north, War King's return to Beijing was indeed delayed.
Murong Yu tried his best to deal with the disaster and sent the imperial army to escort relief supplies. If any officials neglected their duties, their homes would be confiscated and they would be given rations, or they would be beheaded in public display.
Officials in Beijing, big and small, all feel that since the Jiangzhou corruption case began, the regent's methods have become more fierce and iron-blooded.
Those officials who were usually lazy and perfunctory could not help but tuck their tails between their legs.
On the 30th, Princess Anping invited Ming Wuyou to go to Prince Zhan's Mansion to celebrate the New Year, but Ming Wuyou declined.
She has to stay with grandpa.
Grandpa is in much better health now.
Ming Wuyou was responsible for all the family business, and the old man became idle.
Ming Wuyou remembered that his grandfather had not died a happy death in his previous life, and now he had to take good care of his grandfather in his old age. It happened that it was popular in Beijing to raise silk-tangled birds with red beaks and green feathers, so he bought a pair of them for his grandfather.
Mr. Ming likes to play with flowers and grass again.
Ming Wuyou directly ordered people to organize the empty guest courtyard into a flower room, and moved in all the exotic flowers and plants that could be found in the capital. He also found an experienced gardener to keep them at home.
This made the old man extremely happy, which clearly showed that Wuyou was pampering him like a child and would give him whatever he asked for.
Ming Wuyou said with a smile: "They say that children become more like children as they get older, so why don't you spoil them a little? Grandpa worked hard for me in the first half of his life, and for the rest of his life, Wuyou will do the same for me.
You protect yourself from the wind and rain."
"Good boy." Mr. Ming's eyes were moist.
Such a weak and slender body actually wanted to protect him from the wind and rain.
The strange thing is that when Ming Wuyou stood there and said this with a smile, Mr. Ming actually felt that she could definitely do it.
Grandfather and grandson spent the whole night together celebrating the New Year's Eve and talking about themselves.
The old man was getting older and felt sleepy after the second watch. After Ming Wuyou helped his grandfather to sleep, he left Fushou Yuan and went to his Wuyou Pavilion.
Walking on the corridor, the beautiful lanterns shined with warm orange light, illuminating the entire courtyard very beautifully. It was obviously winter, but it also gave off a warm atmosphere.
Ming Wuyou knew that it was the warmth in her heart and had nothing to do with the temperature around her.
It feels so good to do it again, thriving and everything is beautiful.
"Miss, do you think His Highness will come tonight?" Caiyue who was following her suddenly said. This chapter has been completed!