When he found that the little woman in front of him was talking to him in a cute manner, he finally felt that it was difficult for a villain to raise a woman.
But it's not just irritability.
"Why is this little mouth so good at speaking, huh?" Murong Yu pinched Ming Wuyou's little chin and raised her jaw, "I didn't know before..."
In that past life where everything was messy, he struggled to guard his deep love for Ming Wuyou, and prayed for her to smile. He never expected that she looked so unreasonable.
Ming Wuyou blushed a little by the deep gaze, and wanted to retreat a little, "What are you doing? Leng Yun and the others are here."
“Get out.”
Murong Yu said indifferently, Leng Yun and others dragged Cai Yue, who was watching the fun, and quickly retreated out.
His hands also surrounded Ming Wuyou's slender waist, locking her in front of him, and kissed him without saying a word.
...
The weather was clear on Laba.
It was just that the snow fell intermittently for half a month, which made it much colder than in previous years.
Ming Wuyou's wind and cold were mostly cured, but Leng Yun and Caiyue didn't dare to be careless. Ming Wuyou's clothes and the warmth of the carriage were checked repeatedly before setting off.
When he arrived at the palace gate, Ming Wuyou was about to get off the car, but Leng Yun said, "Princess, wait for a while."
"What's wrong?"
"Your Highness sent a carriage to pick you up, and you will be there in a moment."
Originally, when Ming Wuyou set out from the Princess's Mansion, he sent someone to notify Murong Yu, but unexpectedly, the carriage was moving fast and the carriage had not arrived yet.
Ming Wuyou was stunned for a moment and laughed: "I won't wait anymore, I'll walk over by myself, it's not a mud."
She lifted the curtains and got out of the carriage. Leng Yun couldn't stop him, so she quickly took Ming Wuyou's cloak, hat and gloves.
"Worry-free!"
A soft call came from a distance.
Ming Wuyou turned around, but he was the brothers Yun Ziyuan and Yun Zimo who had not seen for a long time.
Yun Ziyuan has now been transferred to the imperial guards to serve. At this time, he is wearing armor and holding a sword in his hand, looking very majestic. The winter air conditioning cannot cover up his momentum.
In contrast, Yun Zimo wore a black cloak with a loop, her hair was meticulously combed, and her exquisite white jade crown, looking like a rich and romantic gentleman.
"Second brother, fourth brother." Ming Wuyou blessed the two of them.
"Don't salute!" Yun Ziyuan quickly supported the person, "I heard that you were sick, and I thought you wouldn't come today. I didn't expect to meet you here. Are you doing this?"
Yun Ziyuan was originally a cold and silent person, but when he saw Ming Wuyou, he could always say a few more words.
Yun Zimo also asked nervously: "I heard that you were uncomfortable a few days ago. Have you been cured so soon?"
That expression was disbelief.
"It's just a little wind and cold." Ming Wuyou explained, "It's much better... Is the fourth brother here to attend the banquet? Then let's go in together."
Yun Ziyuan's outfit is obviously on duty.
Yun Zimo nodded, "That's OK-"
Before he could finish his words, another carriage stopped not far away, but it was from Xu Shangshu's mansion.
Xu Guangxian and another noble girl got out of the car, glared at the noble girl with a very disgusting expression, and walked forward arrogantly.
When he saw Yun Ziyuan not far away, his proud face disappeared and turned into shyness, and he was blessed with blessings towards Yun Ziyuan.
Yun Ziyuan pretended that he didn't see it, and patted Yun Zimo on the shoulder, "Take good care of his sister."
Xu Guangxian saw Ming Wuyou and Yun Zimo, and didn't care about Yun Ziyuan ignoring her and ran over quickly, "The princess is here to attend the banquet? Can Guangxian go in with the princess?"
Ming Wuyou smiled faintly: "It's up to you."
So, Ming Wuyou and Yun Zimo were in front, Xu Guangxian followed behind, and walked onto the palace together.
The noble girl who had got off the car with Xu Guangxian before breathed a sigh of relief. She then tidied up her dress. She couldn't help but look at Yun Ziyuan who was walking away. Her expression was a little subtle, and she didn't know what she thought of.
...
When Ming Wuyou and Yun Zimo were halfway through, the imperial chariot arrived.
Ming Wuyou naturally would not sit again, so he asked Leng Yun to let the imperial chariot go back.
Xu Guangxian saw it and was both envious and jealous.
She thought that others would think that she and Princess Chaohua were the same, and that no one would bully her in the circle of noble women in the future.
I soon arrived in Chengqing Hall.
The two of them came sooner or later, and there were already many princes and nobles in the hall who came to attend the banquet.
Everyone greeted each other, and Ming Wuyou and Yun Zimo were led to their seats by the eunuch.
Now that the Zhanwang Mansion is at its peak, the two of them are in the most conspicuous position. Although Xu Guangxian is the daughter of Shangshu, his status is still far behind that of the Zhanwang Mansion, and the seats are far away.
In this way, it is impossible to express her closeness with Ming Wuyou, so I am so upset.
While looking at Ming Wuyou, Xu Guangxian thought about how he would have more relationships with Ming Wuyou. He might be able to talk more with Mr. Yun in the future through his friendship with Princess Chaohua.
Someone sat down next to him.
Xu Guangxian knew that it was his cheap sister who came, and snorted coldly and gave way to the side.
The delicate and kind Xu Miaoying lowered her head and whispered: "Thank you, sister."
...
Yun Zimo looked around, his eyes fell on Ming Wuyou's seat for a while, and leaned over and whispered, "You have just put a mat, Brother Jiu treats you like a jade doll."
"Are you jealous?" Ming Wuyou raised his eyebrows and chuckled: "Then I'll ask someone to inform His Highness and prepare a mat for you."
"Good better!"
Yun Zimo frowned and waved his hands repeatedly, "What kind of mat do I want, a big man? By the way, have you ever wanted recently? I'll write it to you."
"Not yet." Ming Wuyou is only concerned with embroidery now, so where can he have time to care about calligraphy and painting?
Yun Zimo was a little disappointed, but he thought of something in a flash, "It's better, what's the name of Baishantang and the escort agency I gave you?"
"Dafengtang."
"Yes, just change the plaques in these two places!"
"No." Ming Wuyou looked at Yun Zimo, "Thank you, Fourth Brother."
"Why don't you need it? I did it casually."
Ming Wuyou glanced at Yun Zimo a few times and suddenly said, "Are you so free?"
"It's okay, nothing happened recently... It's snowing heavily, and the military camp is not allowed to go there at this time. I'm staying at home every day..."
"I think there is something you can do and watch."
"What's up?"
"Well... a lifelong event." Ming Wuyou said in a low voice, holding Yun Zimo's cloak to cover his fingers and drew a big circle, "Look at so many noble women here, you can just aim, there is one
If you don’t like, I’ll contact you.”
"You go and have a relationship."
Yun Zimo: "..."
"Or if you are embarrassed, just say what type you like, and I'll help you pick it."
"No!" Yun Zimo's face turned slightly red, "No need!"
"What are you doing with this expression?" Ming Wuyou's eyes flashed and he said slowly: "Oh, by the way, there is no one in your room, and he is still a young man, so I should be sorry."
"Ming Wuyou!" Yun Zimo shouted, and his face turned red in an instant. This chapter has been completed!