"In two months." Murong Yu said calmly: "Let's wait until his wedding is over."
When the time comes, even if he doesn't want to, Murong Yu will leave here.
"There are still two months left!" Ming Wuyou whispered, "The wedding gifts I asked people to prepare are not ready yet!"
Because he had known that the matter between Yuan Hao and Princess Qionghua was settled, Ming Wuyou specially drew a picture and asked the craftsmen to create an exquisite and unique dragon and phoenix crown. The progress is only half way.
Ming Wuyou couldn't care less about chatting with Murong Yu, so he quickly got up and told Caiyue to call someone.
Murong Yu glanced at her, smiled lightly, picked up the book on the stone table, covered his face, and lay leisurely in the rocking chair to take a nap.
In order to catch up with Yuan Hao's wedding, Ming Wuyou had to spend money and let the craftsmen work day and night. He just hoped that it would be ready before the wedding. In addition, he prepared many exquisite and rare things as gifts.
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The shipyard has traveled extensively over the years, and there are some items that the palace has never seen before.
She organized and prepared more than a dozen boxes.
It happened that Yun Ziheng came over to the house that day, took a look, and said with emotion: "My sister is really rich and rich, and she prepared so many gifts. It just so happens that my brother didn't prepare anything. Why don't you give me a name?"
Ming Wuyou laughed: "I dare you to come and enjoy the gift?"
"Yes." Yun Ziheng felt calm and said with a flat smile: "You know, the eldest brother is short of money and can't prepare any expensive gifts."
"Easy to say."
Ming Wuyou nodded: "I'll help you prepare, who makes you my eldest brother?"
Yun Ziheng smiled lightly: "Good sister."
"Oh, you are so shameless!" Bai Di ran over from a distance, holding the hem of her skirt. She didn't know whether it was because she was running too fast or because she was ashamed, but her face was red.
Bai Di gritted his teeth and said, "How could you do this! It's not like we can't bring out anything, so we'll prepare it ourselves!"
After she finished speaking, she turned to Ming Wuyou: "Sister Wuyou, please leave him alone, I'm prepared."
"We are not as well prepared as Wuyou." Yun Ziheng said, "Besides, your own things are all in a mess. How can you prepare things for the palace in a thorough manner? Let Wuyou come."
"you shut up!"
Bai Di looked at Yun Ziheng angrily, "Who said I was a mess? Me, when did I become a mess? You are talking nonsense!"
Yun Ziheng raised his eyebrows: "Huh? Okay, I'm talking nonsense."
He turned to Ming Wuyou and smiled: "Thank you for your hard work, sister. Remember to help brother prepare."
Then, Yun Ziheng carried the white flute and walked away. After going to the corridor, he picked up the struggling little wife.
The sound of two people talking could be heard in the wind.
"You look down on me, you think I'm ignorant!"
"I'm just telling the truth. The truth often hurts my heart."
"Then you deliberately stabbed my heart? I - do you regret marrying such an ignorant person like me? If you dare to regret it, just give it a try!"
Yunzi Henglang laughed out loud, not knowing what he said, and Bai Di, who had been shouting, also started to giggle, and his voice became smaller and smaller until he could no longer hear it.
Ming Wuyou shook his head helplessly and told Caiyue to ask Li Xinglin to prepare a special gift for Yun Ziheng.
Caiyue whispered in a low voice: "The prince is very picky, he does this every time."
"He's just making money, but he never misses anything else." Ming Wuyou said, "Do your work seriously and don't complain... By the way, your wedding is coming soon, so you can rest after the gifts are prepared.
To be married."
Caiyue was a little embarrassed when Ming Wuyou mentioned it before.
But now that everything is going smoothly, there seems to be nothing to be shy about, so I nodded in agreement.
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Caiyue got married half a month later. The wedding was held at Li Xinglin's Jingzhong residence, and everyone from Baishan Hall, Boat Shop and Dafeng Hall was invited.
Ming Wuyou and Murong Yu naturally arrived, and Princess Yun'an and Bai Di also went to express their joy that day. The whole wedding was simple but grand, and it was extremely lively.
At the wedding banquet, everyone drank and drank happily.
Ming Wuyou also saw Shen Qingci again after several months.
Shen Qingci was still the same as in his memory, but he was more respectful to her and exercised the utmost discretion.
A few years later, Ming Wuyou tried to persuade him overtly and indirectly.
But it has always had little effect.
Until now, Ming Wuyou no longer knows how to persuade him.
Looking at Shen Qingci standing in front of him, reporting all the affairs of Jiangzhou to him, Ming Wuyou suddenly thought, would he be able to live a happier life if he left his side?
But before she could speak, Murong Yu pulled her sleeves.
Ming Wuyou turned around, "What's wrong?"
"The princess calls you." Murong Yu pointed behind him.
Ming Wuyou saw Yun An and Bai Di standing together and didn't know what to say.
She said "Yeah" and went to the Moon Gate.
Murong Yu waited until she was far away before his eyes withdrew from her and slowly fell on Shen Qingci, "Mr. Shen."
Shen Qingci asked: "I wonder what your Highness's orders are?"
"Let's have a drink." Murong Yu reached out and found the two wine bottles on the table. He handed one of the bottles of wine to Shen Qingci.
Shen Qingci hesitated for a moment before catching the wine bottle and said, "Okay."
The two of them carried the wine bottle to a slightly quieter seat. Murong Yu raised the wine bottle, and Shen Qingci also raised the wine bottle.
The two of them fucked each other for several times without saying a word.
Both of them obviously had a good capacity for drinking. After several drinks, their eyes looked as calm as ever.
Murong Yu suddenly said: "When did you know her?"
"Twelve years old..." Shen Qingci closed his eyes.
Murong Yu said: "I am twenty-two years old."
Shen Qingci chuckled: "Then I stay with the lady longer than you do."
"Yes." Murong Yu nodded and brought another pot. With a bang, the two of them toasted and drank heavily.
After drinking too much, both of them were a little drunk. Shen Qingci, who had a mouth like a clam shell, talked about his past with Ming Wuyou.
Shen Qingci said: "Everyone in my family died, killed by my enemies. She saved me, helped me bury my relatives, took me to the Ming family... helped me see my injuries, and hired the best martial arts master for me...
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"She found for me the red-sleeved knife passed down from our family."
"She said that she saved my life by not doing business at a loss, so I will have to work hard for her in this life."
"I...I really like that I can devote my life to her all my life. She is very good, whether she is a master or a friend."
"I like her too!" Shen Qingci closed his eyes slightly, his eyes red: "I like her too!"
Murong Yu looked at Xingguang with blurred eyes and sighed softly.
For Shen Qingci's deep affection, and for Ming Wuyou's kindness.
But if she wasn't that good, maybe he wouldn't be in deep trouble, and Shen Qingci wouldn't be like this. For ten years, he was still willing to stay with her, knowing that she was already married to someone else.
Even as a guard.
Murong Yu would sometimes put himself in someone else's shoes.
If I were Shen Qingci, and light shone in the darkness, I would only chase that beam of light in this life and never look at the scenery next to me.
But feelings don't make sense.
He had been with Ming Wuyou since he was twelve years old. He had spent so much time and had so many opportunities. Until the day Murong Yu appeared, they still had a master-servant relationship between the young lady and the guard.
Murong Yu suddenly felt a little lucky. Although he appeared late, fate was favoring him.
Perhaps it was because Shen Qingci always kept his limits, so he didn't have so much hostility towards Shen Qingci, and sometimes he even felt that his deep affection was touching.
Could it be that because he got it, he was in a mood to sympathize with others?
The drunken Murong Yu thought lazily, raised his head and took another sip.
Shen Qingci on the side was not to be outdone. He took a big sip, but was choked.
Murong Yu saw that his face was red and his neck was thick, and he looked really embarrassed, so he couldn't help laughing.
"You..." Shen Qingci coughed several times before getting up and grabbing Murong Yu's collar: "If you dare to treat my lady badly, I will... I will beat you! I will never show mercy!"
"You won't have that chance." Murong Yu kicked Shen Qingci aside, "Do you want to find a good girl and start a family?"
Shen Qingci sighed loudly: "Dafeng Hall is full of gentlemen, there is no one."
Murong Yu asked: "Then I can help you find it?"
"I want something beautiful!" Shen Qingci shouted: "I want something good-looking, um, good-looking!"
Murong Yu closed his eyes and thought to himself, you are a drunkard, everything you look at is beautiful. This chapter has been completed!