Just now when he and Aunt Bai were preparing pastries, Ming Wuyou asked Aunt Bai about the time Murong Yu went to bed last night.
After asking, I found out that he was still discussing matters with the ministers at midnight last night.
He got up early on the fourth watch day, which meant that he slept for less than two hours last night.
No one's body can bear such high-intensity work without a good rest.
Why was she willing to drag him to see Baihua Village?
"The wind is also you, and the rain is also you." Murong Yu raised his eyebrows: "It doesn't matter, you let me rest, and you have to accompany me."
He stretched out his arm and took Ming Wuyou over.
"Okay, I'll accompany you!" Ming Wuyou followed his strength and threw him into the bed, "Sleep!"
He saw her eyelashes trembling, clearly not sleepy, but still closing her eyes tightly. He couldn't help but move closer to Ming Wuyou and place a gentle kiss on her eyes.
"Sleep, don't bother me." Ming Wuyou opened his eyes and supported Murong Yu's chin with his hand, "Sleep quickly."
"..." Murong Yu laughed helplessly. In fact, he was used to being busy and didn't feel too tired. He had the spirit to accompany her to Baihua Manor, but seeing that she was so serious about resting with him, he didn't want to go against her advice.
meaning.
He is indeed too busy recently.
In addition to the snow disaster, he also had to secretly clean up the officialdom, reform the military and civil service system, and select and appoint talents. He spent most of his thoughts on every matter.
Even when he was lying down, he was still thinking about important matters in court.
After thinking for a long time, he fell asleep.
Ming Wuyou wasn't very sleepy at first, but ended up lying there for too long and fell asleep.
I fell asleep like this all afternoon, and when I woke up, it was already evening.
Murong Yu didn't expect that he could sleep for so long.
He touched Ming Wuyou's face apologetically: "Tomorrow, tomorrow I will definitely accompany you to Baihua Village."
"OK."
Ming Wuyou just hoped that he could rest more.
Her interest in Baihua Village is actually not very high.
But the next day, Murong Yu personally went to Baishan Hall to pick her up after leaving the court.
He has changed out of his court clothes and is wearing a gold-white round-collared regular uniform. He is holding the "Army March" folding fan given by Ming Wuyou in his hand. He wears a mutton-fat white jade pendant on his waist, and the tassels on one side of the jade pendant follow him.
It moves gently and swings.
He is usually cold and serious, but when he wears the black dragon-embroidered court uniform, he looks down on the world with an awe-inspiring attitude.
Now, in gold and white, a color favored by handsome gentlemen, when I pick up the folding fan, I don't look as gentle and elegant as ordinary scholars and scribes. Instead, I look completely cold and aloof, with a unique temperament.
Ming Wuyou didn't have anything important to do, so he told Li Xinglin and followed Murong Yu into the carriage.
The journey was boring. Ming Wuyou said a few words to him and then yawned. Finally, he simply lay on Murong Yu's lap and closed his eyes: "I need to take a nap. I didn't sleep well last night."
"Um."
Murong Yu responded in a low voice, hugged her towards him, and fanned her at the same time.
Ming Wuyou fell into a drowsy sleep and felt like she was being moved. When she opened her eyes, she saw that she was already at the place where Murong Yuzheng was holding her and getting out of the car.
"Did I wake you up?" Murong Yu asked in a low voice, "If you are still sleepy, I will take you in to rest."
"I'm not sleepy!" Ming Wuyou jumped out of his arms.
She could already smell the rich and fragrant fragrance of flowers, and there was no trace of drowsiness.
There are at least hundreds of varieties of flowers and plants in Baihua Village, which is worthy of the name Baihua Village.
After Ming Wuyou entered, he took Murong Yu to look around.
Murong Yu came well prepared today and had ordered lunch to be prepared in advance.
While eating, Ming Wuyou said, "I want to move some flowers and plants back, is that okay?"
"certainly."
"That's good." Ming Wuyou nodded, "Ask Leng Xiao to bring more people and cars. I'm afraid I won't be able to bring enough people right now."
"……good."
Murong Yu nodded, and Leng Xiao outside quickly went to do things without being asked.
But Murong Yu was a little surprised when he saw Ming Wuyou lowering his head to eat.
What she meant was that she had to move a lot.
Murong Yu didn't care about flowers. Even if Ming Wuyou moved all the flowers here, he would have no objection.
What he is thinking about now is whether the greenhouse in the Ming family is big enough, and whether Ming Wuyou can move it back and accommodate it?
However, the place behind Ming Wuyou's house is an empty house. He bought it a long time ago. If there is no place to put it, he might as well turn the empty house into a greenhouse and raise these flowers and plants.
As long as Ming Wuyou likes it.
With this thought in mind, he raised his hand, and a winter jasmine flower wrapped in his inner energy fell into his palm in the distance.
He pinned the flower to Ming Wuyou's ear and curled his lips: "Beautiful!"
Half an hour later, Leng Xiao brought a group of guards over and prepared twenty taels of covered carriages.
Ming Wuyou took a steward of Baihua Manor and picked out all the flowers and plants that he liked.
Murong Yu first sat in the pavilion, fanning slowly, admiring the Ming Wuyou flowers as they shuttled back and forth among the flowers like an elf.
Later, Ming Wuyou also dragged him to the garden.
Ming Wuyou asked seriously: "What kind of flowers do you like?"
"I like it—" Murong Yu hesitated for a moment, then glanced at the flower he had pinned to Ming Wuyou's ear.
The steward cleverly said: "This is the winter jasmine."
Murong Yu then turned to Ming Wuyou: "I like this."
"Then let's move some winter jasmine flowers as well." She took Murong Yu's hand and continued to select.
While walking, he asked Murong Yu what he meant.
Murong Yu was careless about flowers and plants, her eyes were lingering on Ming Wuyou's body, and occasionally she would look back at the flowers she was talking about.
As long as Ming Wuyou chose it, he thought it looked good, without exception.
After a few times, Ming Wuyou wrinkled her nose helplessly at him, "You, they are all so good-looking, so there is no need to choose, just move them all back."
"Okay." Murong Yu nodded: "As long as you like it."
"..." Ming Wuyou was silent.
In fact, sometimes, the words "as long as you like it" make people feel perfunctory and not taken seriously.
Ming Wuyou felt this way now, and couldn't help but turn around to glare at him, but saw Murong Yu's eyes lingering on him, not even giving the flowers a single glance.
She suddenly curved her lips, stood up on her tiptoes and hugged his neck.
The stewards not far away lowered their heads sensibly and did not dare to look around.
When the hug was enough, Ming Wuyou relaxed his hand and continued to choose.
Murong Yu ordered his servants to bring an umbrella and hit it on Ming Wuyou's head.
He always held Ming Wuyou's hand, intertwining their fingers. Occasionally when Ming Wuyou asked something, he would reply with a sentence or two, "The man is handsome and the woman is beautiful, they are a perfect match."
Gardeners not far away felt that today's garden was as beautiful as a fairyland.
When Ming Wuyou was choosing, he also asked the steward whether the movement of flowers and plants would affect survival.
The steward said: "It's just a move from the outskirts of the city to the center of the capital. There will be no sudden changes in the soil and water. As long as there are experienced gardeners to take care of it, it will live very prosperously."
"That's good." Ming Wuyou pointed to two more vine-like green plants, "You can choose some gardeners later. If you have to be able to see and be sensible, come with me."
"Yes." The steward lowered his eyebrows and looked very respectful.
By the time Ming Wuyou had made his choice, it was already afternoon.
Leng Xiao led people to load the flowers and plants into the cart, and the mighty imperial guards escorted the carriage into the city. Ming Wuyou looked at the carriage and saw that it was heading towards the Ming family, and suddenly said: "If you don't go to the Ming family, go to the Regent's Palace!" This chapter has been completed!