151, Murong Yu, you are not allowed to look around
Ming Wuyou said lazily: "Don't be pretentious, tell me quickly, miss, I don't have the energy to guess riddles with you today."
As expected, Caiyue didn't show off and said mysteriously: "That Jiang Xinrou, after she broke up with Xu Guangxian and returned home, she sent her maid to the drugstore to buy a lot of rosy roots!"
"Huh?" Ming Wuyou raised an eyebrow, "Why did she buy this?"
"We don't have anyone in the Jiang family, and we don't know what she is using this medicine for, but she is not sick or in pain, and no one in the Jiang family has any discomfort. Isn't it weird to buy this medicine specifically?"
"indeed."
Ming Wuyou held his chin and thought for a moment, "Go and send a message to Da Feng Hall——"
"Your Highness!"
Before Ming Wuyou could finish his words, he heard Leng Yun's voice coming from outside.
Murong Yu is here?!
Ming Wuyou was very pleasantly surprised.
But court affairs were complicated, and as the regent of Qian State who was responsible for the country, Murong Yu was really busy.
In order to give him more time to rest, Ming Wuyou asked him to take a rest directly if he finished working too late at night, and not to come to visit him at night.
Murong Yu was not happy at first.
After all, being worry-free is much more important to him than rest.
But after Ming Wuyou tried hard and soft, Murong Yu agreed.
Speaking of which, as of today, the two of them have not seen each other for three days, and of course they are missed in my heart.
Ming Wuyou was not in the mood to soak in the bathing water, so he quickly called Caiyue to come forward and wrap herself in clothes, and then welcomed Murong Yu in with her wet hair.
"Bathing?"
As soon as Murong Yu came in, he felt the steaming water vapor rushing towards his face, and saw that Wuyou's hair was still dripping with water, so he frowned and quickly closed the door.
The New Year has just passed and the cold has not gone away. When I breathe at night, layers of white frost can form.
How good is it if you get cold?
Ming Wuyou smiled and said, "Is there nothing important today?"
"without."
Murong Yu closed the door and looked at her wet hair, which was really unpleasant to his eyes.
He pulled Ming Wuyou into the inner room, casually took the embroidered scarf, and wordlessly wrapped it around the hair around Ming Wuyou's ankles, twisting the moisture from it.
He had never done this before and his movements were a bit clumsy.
But she was obviously very smart, and after three or two attempts, she had mastered the trick and carefully rolled her hair into the towel one by one.
Ming Wuyou held her chin and looked in the mirror at his hands that were playing with the wind and stroking her hair. She felt gentle and warm.
She suddenly turned around, wrapped her arms around Murong Yu's waist, and hugged him tightly: "Have you received any news from the King of War? The snow is almost melting, and the disaster in the Thirteen Prefectures is under control. Then he will Are you back?"
"You really want to see him?"
"Um."
Ming Wuyou responded lightly, "When he comes, won't I be able to recognize my ancestor and return to my clan? Then I can marry you, and then I can wait for you at my house every day."
You can even go into the palace with him and openly go out and have sex with him, so that you won't be separated from each other like now.
Murong Yu's hand paused slightly. He didn't expect that when Ming Wuyou talked about marrying him, he downplayed it, as if he was talking to him about food, drink, and the weather.
He couldn't help but touch her face with his hand, his fingertips gently caressing her cheek, "Just wait, I will definitely return to Beijing in two months at most."
"Um."
Ming Wuyou nodded.
Because of his status, a lady from a fourth-rank official family is not even qualified to be his concubine.
She knows these things very well.
If she didn't have the identity of the War King's daughter, Murong Yu could naturally marry her against all objections.
I'm just afraid that when the time comes, the courtiers will focus on this matter, and Murong Yu will spend all his energy to deal with and suppress it.
The identity of the War King's daughter is indeed very useful.
After wringing Ming Wuyou's hair, Murong Yu asked: "I just heard that you told Da Feng Hall to tell them what to do?"
Originally, he felt a little unhappy when he heard Ming Wuyou ordered Shen Qingci to do things again.
But just now I heard Ming Wuyou openly say that she wanted to marry him and wait for him at her house, all those unhappiness disappeared in an instant.
"That's it." Ming Wuyou told him about Jiang Xinrou, "I just want to know what she did with the rosacea root."
Murong Yu said: "It's simple, just go and have a look."
"Looking?"
Ming Wuyou raised his eyebrows: "Me?"
Murong Yuxiao: "I'll take you there!"
In Ming Wuyou's slightly stunned eyes, Murong Yu gave Ming Wuyou a cute fur glove to protect her hands, took a big cloak to wrap her up, and lifted Ming Wuyou up and down.
Ming Mansion.
Ming Wuyou quickly hugged his neck tightly.
Murong Yu's voice sounded: "Keep your face close to mine, don't be blown by the wind."
"good."
Ming Wuyou's cheek immediately turned toward Murong Yu's chest.
The night wind blew by, and he protected Ming Wuyou completely, with almost no cold wind blowing on Ming Wuyou's body.
I don't know how long they walked like this, but Murong Yu stopped holding Ming Wuyou in his arms.
This is a house. Under the corridor, a lantern with the word "ginger" written on it is gently swaying in the night wind.
The two of them stopped on the roof of a small courtyard.
It was already late, and the whole house was sparsely lit. Only here, in the wing, was the light still on.
Murong Yu held Ming Wuyou in his arms and very gently uncovered a tile.
Ming Wuyou looked down and saw Jiang Xinrou in the room.
What a coincidence, Jiang Xinrou was taking a bath so late.
The white arms and shoulders were exposed outside the tub.
Ming Wuyou was stunned and reflexively raised his hand to cover Murong Yu's eyes.
However, in fact, the moment Murong Yu glanced at him, he had actually looked away.
At this time, his eyes were covered again, and Murong Yu couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips a little.
Ming Wuyou leaned into his ear and lowered his voice: "Why are you smiling? You saw it, right? Does it look good?!"
Murong Yu didn't say a word, but hugged her tightly with his sleeves and pressed her into his arms.
Although his sight was blocked by her hand, he could still accurately find her lips, pecked her lightly, and while Ming Wuyou was a little dazed, he turned to her ear and whispered: "She is with me.
Words are like wood and stone, I can’t see anyone but you.”
After saying that, he gently bit her ear.
Ming Wuyou was stunned.
Sometimes this guy is clumsy and unable to guess his own reaction, but sometimes he is particularly provocative.
Just like now.
Ming Wuyou even suspected that the souls of two people lived in his body?
Moreover, these two states often switch freely, sometimes making Ming Wuyou unable to react.
Ming Wuyou felt happy, took his hand back, and hummed in a low voice: "I guess you can talk."
Murong Yu put the tile back to its original place and covered Ming Wuyou's cheek with his hand to prevent her from freezing: "Wait a moment."
"Oh." Ming Wuyou responded. It was quite cold at night, and Murong Yu hugged her tightly. She simply lay in Murong Yu's arms to keep warm, too lazy to move.
Murong Yu listened to the movement below, and remembered the sound of water and rustling sounds one after another, and knew that Jiang Xinrou had tidied up.
Only then did he uncover the tiles.
The two of them looked down and saw Jiang Xinrou sitting at the table playing with spices.
The oil paper bag containing the sanzi root was placed on one side.
Fu Rou sliced the shanzhi roots into slices, put them in a small container, filled them with water, and roasted them over the fire while adding other things to them.
Ming Wuyou frowned: Is she making incense? But Santian root is a medicinal material. Strictly speaking, it is poisonous. It can also be used in spices? This chapter has been completed!