The leader of the palace soldiers saluted Ming Wuyou, "I wonder what your princess is doing here?"
"I'm here to pick you up." Ming Wuyou said gently: "My father asked me to come, please let me go, General."
"Don't dare!" the leader said quickly, waving his hand and saying: "Back off!"
He withdrew the two teams of people guarding the ancestral hall.
Yun Ziyuan and Yun Zimo's two eldest followers were punished to kneel in the courtyard, and their master and master were made to kneel in the ancestral hall.
When Ming Wuyou pushed open the door of the ancestral hall and entered, Yun Ziyuan and Yuan Zimo raised their hands to block the light.
When he saw clearly who was coming, Yun Zimo wailed: "My good sister, you have come to save me. I can go out, right?"
Yun Ziyuan was much calmer. After all, he had gone out when he was on duty in the palace. Of course, he found a place to eat and drink before returning home and continuing to kneel.
Originally, he also brought in two bites of food for Yun Zimo.
However, he was searched and taken away by the selfless leader of the government soldiers in front of the ancestral hall.
This caused Yun Zimo to be hungry for basically two days, and he was almost starving.
"We can go out now." Ming Wuyou stepped forward and helped him sit down. Yun Zimo screamed in pain uncontrollably and couldn't straighten his legs.
"Don't move yet." Ming Wuyou checked his knees and determined that he had been kneeling for too long and there was no major problem. He felt relieved and said, "Leng Yun, come and help."
"yes."
Leng Yun came forward and helped Ming Wuyou lift Yun Zimo up.
Yun Ziyuan stood up on his own.
Leng Ling took a look, went to the door and called a few servants over, and took Yun Ziyuan, Yun Zimo, and their two unlucky attendants back to their respective courtyards.
Princess Anping kept people staring at the ancestral hall. As soon as the two brothers were taken out, she immediately asked the kitchen to make some meat porridge for the two of them.
Seeing Yun Zimo wolfing down the food, Princess Anping scolded her angrily and distressedly: "You brat, I'm telling you to mess around every day. Next time you're punished, no one will plead for you. Let's see if you can remember it."
lesson!"
After Yun Zimo finished filling the meat porridge, he looked at Princess Anping aggrievedly: "I am already in such a miserable state, and my mother still scolds me. I didn't mean it..."
After all, this is her biological son, and now he looks so miserable. Princess Anping is not willing to scold him any more. She sighed and asked, "Then what else do you want to eat? Mother asked someone to prepare it."
"Don't eat, I'm full."
"Then let someone help you with your knee."
Princess Anping called the doctor to come forward and carefully massage the bruise on her knee.
Princess Anping added: "Send someone to the Second Young Master's courtyard to show him."
"Yes." A nanny beside her responded and stepped back, asking someone to find a doctor.
Ming Wuyou stood aside and took a look, then quietly retreated to Yun Ziyuan's yard.
Yun Zimo's place was not far from Yun Ziyuan's place. Ming Wuyou went directly there and arrived a little faster than the doctor.
I originally thought I wanted to take a look at him, but when I went in, I met Yun Ziyuan, who was putting on his armor and sword and was about to go out?
"Second brother!" Ming Wuyou hurried up, "Are you going to be on duty in the palace? But your legs -"
"It's okay!" Yun Ziyuan said, "I didn't kneel for long, it's just a small problem."
"But you just came back and left - you haven't eaten yet, right?" Ming Wuyou said: "You still have half an hour before your shift changes, so you can eat something before going back...and take care of your injuries by the way."
Yun Ziyuan hesitated.
Ming Wuyou insisted: "Listen to me. The princess has asked people to prepare meals and has also sent a doctor over. It will be quick and it won't take long."
Yun Ziyuan looked at his delicate sister with concern in her eyes, and her cold face also showed some warmth: "Then, just a stick of incense, it can't be too late."
"good."
Ming Wuyou followed him in.
His yard is simple and tough, the furniture is mainly placed for practical purposes, there is nothing superfluous, and the colors are all dark blue and gray, which can be said to be full of strong personal style.
Ming Wuyou felt that he was a little similar to Murong Yu, but not particularly similar.
Thinking about the funny looks of Yun Zimo and Princess Anping mother and son just now, and seeing the deserted place without warmth, and Yun Ziyuan's overly tough look, Ming Wuyou felt a little sorry for his second brother.
In fact, she knew that Princess Anping was not a harsh person and she never treated the children of the Yun family favorably.
But when Princess Anping got married, Yun Ziyuan and Yun Ziheng had already gone to the battlefield with their father, so naturally they became very close to Princess Anping.
In addition, if she is not her biological child, she is not her biological son. She has her own biological son, so her care for others will inevitably be more polite.
While Ming Wuyou was checking his injuries, he made up his mind to pay more attention to his brother's affairs in the future.
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When Guining returned home, Murong Yu caught Ming Wuyou in his arms and sat him in his arms. He lowered his head and kissed her cheek tenderly, "Take your grandpa to live in the Regent's Palace."
When he left, he could see that Ming Wuyou was very reluctant to leave.
Ming Wuyou thought for a while, "Grandpa seems to be doing well in Prince Zhan's Mansion... At that time, grandpa told me that now that my father is less in court, the two of them often play chess and chat, and their lives are quite comfortable."
"I know grandpa. He was really quite comfortable when he said it. It's not just to make me feel relieved, just let him stay here."
"It's not good for the elderly to keep coming and going to change the environment. Besides, it's close. I can go over to see him and keep him company every now and then."
"Just make your decision." Murong Yu rested his chin on Ming Wuyou's shoulder and asked about her going out for a while.
Ming Wuyou sighed and told the story about Yun Ziyuan and Yun Zimo.
Murong Yu frowned after hearing this, and he knew from Wuyou's tone that he might have to put a lot of thought into fighting the palace in the future.
He is not crazy jealous now and doesn't want her to focus on others, but Ming Wuyou has a lot of things to do of his own, and it will be tiring to worry about the palace.
"Whether it is a wealthy family or a humble house, it will always be more comfortable if a considerate woman helps to manage it." Murong Yu said calmly: "It is natural for a single family to be unsatisfied."
Ming Wuyou: "..."
Who says it isn't?
After all, he has a prominent family background. Except for the third brother who has a little quirk, the other three brothers have no problems, but the marriage is so difficult.
Ming Wuyou sighed just thinking about it.
Then I thought about Bai Di and Yun Ziheng. I wonder how Bai Di has been doing these past two days?
The next day, Ming Wuyou went to Bai Mansion.
Bai Di's rib injury has not healed yet. Although he can stand up now, he can only move around in his own small yard. He has also lost a lot of weight due to the injury.
Seeing Ming Wuyou pick it up, Bai Di's originally bored and lonely face suddenly lit up with joy: "Sister Wuyou!"