Sleeve the world, mourning melody

The fragrance of ink wandered wantonly in the study.Mo Xi leaned lazily on the soft bed, took a folding fan and turned it leisurely between the slender fingers of the green onion, and stared at the person who was writing at the desk with his cheeks gleaming.The man's face reflected in the flickering candlelight became softer and softer, and the gentle smile reflected on the corners of his eyebrows and mouth was so warm that people couldn't move their eyes away.

Driven by perennial habits, Yi Mo is always not disturbed by the outside world when he is busy with his mind.And when she suddenly stopped writing, smeared ink, put aside the written military receipts and resignation memorials, stood up and raised her head to exercise her muscles, and suddenly found the little girl who was leaning on the soft couch and dozing with her chin resting on her shoulders.

Turning my head to look again, the night is as dark as ink, the white candle wick hangs down long, and the candle flame is dim and lifeless.

Yi Mo moved softly to the front of the cave, bowed his head, and called out in a low voice, "Xi'er?"

"Huh?" Mo Xi struggled to shake her eyelashes, revealing a crack in her misty eyes.

"It's all right, it's late, I'll take you back to sleep." As soon as she finished speaking, a pair of slender hands were already raised in front of her eyes.Yi Mo chuckled silently, turned around and carried him on his back.After extinguishing the few clusters of candles in the study from the inside out, he went out steadily.

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Besides, Yue Lan, after following Yi Yan back to the Shilang's mansion, she was so angry that she could not calm down, so she simply bid farewell to him and went back to the scholar's mansion.The angry man stepped into her young lady's yard, just in time to see Yue Ling's figure disappearing from the door of the room, and quickly chased after her.

Yue Ling put down the food plate and turned back to the door, before raising his hand to cover the door, a figure jumped into his eyes, Yue Ling stepped sideways to make way, and couldn't help complaining: "You girl, why are you back at this time?"

Yue Lan hummed dissatisfiedly, "There is no place for a home in the world, the only ones who can truly accept me are Miss and you."

Sima Zi, who was full of thoughts, was amused by her joke, put down his poems and books, sat down at the round table and asked, "What's the matter? Yi Yan treats you badly?"

Yue Lan shook her head, "He didn't."

Sima Zi smiled knowingly, "The Yi family is all good-tempered, and he wouldn't judge you harshly."

Yue Lan snorted coldly, "It's true that you have a good temper, and it's true that weeds are not fake."

Yue Ling took out the soup and put it in front of Sima Zi, the master and servant looked at each other, each puzzled.Sima Zi asked again: "What's wrong?"

Seeing this scene at the side, Yue Lan thought about what Yue Ling had been saying recently, "Miss is delicate and weak, but this time she was seriously injured, and her vitality and blood were deficient", and it was hard to say.Thinking about how those two got along at dinner, she always felt wronged on behalf of her young lady, but after thinking about it, if she thought about it too much, wouldn't she become a talkative person, and even reconcile the young lady and the general for no reason? Get back together and increase the burden?If what she saw was true, and she told the truth, the young lady would definitely be sad, after thinking this through, Yue Lan immediately changed her mind and decided to keep silent.

When the two sides were silent, Sima Zi was originally stirring the soup with his head down and holding a spoon, but he didn't hear her say anything for a long time, looked up in doubt, and saw Yue Lan's undisguised complete entanglement in his eyes.The spoon fell to the bottom of the bowl with a bang, and the man got up and asked, "Is it about her? Did something happen to her?"

Yue Lan was startled, then hurriedly shook her head.

Seeing Yue Lan's reaction, Yue Ling also guessed eight or nine, and immediately persuaded: "Lan'er, you know what you know, just tell me, so as not to teach Miss to be impatient."

Yue Lan glanced at the anxious expressions of the two of them one by one, moved her gaze down to the bottomless and fluctuating medicinal liquid, and said slowly: "The general is fine, it's just..."

Sima Zi let go of his high hanging heart, and sat down with a sigh of relief.

"My servant went to the General's Mansion with Lord Yi today, and shared dinner with General Mo. This servant feels that the two of them are getting closer."

Yue Lan never mentioned another person the whole time, Sima Zi already guessed it.She randomly stirred the soup a few times, put the spoon on Xiaodie aside, picked up the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.This churning bitterness made her suddenly return to the Qingming rain eight years ago, to the guest room of the Buddhist monastery in Lingping Mountain, Jiangzhou, and to the happy time when she shared her heart and soul with her.

But those are hopeless after all.

Sima Zi bowed his head silently, and in an instant, there were several crisp "clicks" in the celadon porcelain bowl.

"Miss..." Yue Lan was so regretful that she was about to cry.

Yue Ling bowed down, and comforted softly: "Miss, don't think too much, the general won't, "

Sima Zi shook his head, stood up, burst into tears and insisted on smiling, "I hope she will." Sooner or later, the two of us will only go farther and farther... This step, it might as well be that she took it, so as not to waste time. Leave unreasonable guesses, unreasonable thoughts, and unreasonable sadness.

Yue Lan also pretended that her young lady was injured and spoke out in anger, and before she could speak to persuade her, Yue Ling grabbed her sleeve and shook her head as a signal.

"Miss, the slaves and maids will leave first, you have something to call the slaves." After observing the situation, Yue Ling pulled the puzzled Yue Lan away.

When they went out, the two walked together, Yue Ling sighed and shook her head, "It's hard to heal... This is a big matter, and I have to decide it myself."

Yue Lan nodded sadly, and couldn't help blaming herself for acting recklessly in her heart.

Yue Ling saw everything in his eyes, and comforted him lightly: "You don't have to blame yourself too much, the young lady and the general have come to this day, and they have tasted all the gatherings and partings, and they will get better after all."

Yue Lan heard the words, her eyes lit up, and she nodded in agreement.

Seeing that the consolation was effective, Yue Ling told Yue Lan a few words and urged her to go back to the Minister's Mansion to wait in peace.

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On the other side, a small courtyard in the suburbs

Zhao Qiusheng paced back and forth in front of the hall impatiently, looking at the pitch black night outside the door from time to time.

He seemed to be waiting here for nearly two hours.

There were two creaking and closing sounds from the gate, and Zhao Qiusheng hurried out to meet him.

The leading man in the black robe didn't look sideways, and stepped into the door with a cold face.

"My son-in-law, Jin'an." Zhao Qiusheng bowed and bowed to the head of the man sitting on the head.

The first man is Shi Yan, the only son-in-law of this dynasty.Hearing this, Shi Yan sneered, "It's a great fortune for Yan to have such dedicated colleagues and subordinates as Mr. Zhao, and naturally Jin'an."

It was a good word, but when it was pronounced in a cloudy tone, Zhao Qiusheng secretly thought something was wrong.Bowing his head to the ground, his words trembled: "My lord, but is there something wrong with my servant?"

"Incompetent bungler!"

A pair of dark eagle eyes stared straight at the kneeling man, sweating profusely.Zhao Qiusheng kowtowed to make amends, "Please calm down the anger of the son-in-law, please express it clearly."

"Have you offended anyone lately?" Shi Yan had a sullen face, impatiently turning the white jade wrench on his thumb.

After recalling hastily, Zhao Qiusheng said in a trembling voice: "Your servant is careful, and I didn't..."

A dart was thrown from above and landed between the kneeling man's hands.Zhao Qiusheng was frightened and sat back on the ground.

Shi Yan lost his patience and stopped making detours, "Master Zhao has a true temperament and loves beauty. Why, are you going to use this dart hero to save the beauty, influence her or force her to agree with her body?" After coldly snorting, he continued Said: "Don't blame me for not reminding you, that woman in Sima's mansion is definitely not something you can afford to offend. You'd better be quiet recently, if you don't want to repent and ruin my big business, I will definitely make you look good!"

Shi Yan got up, walked up to the servants, cast a cold glance with lowered eyes, "Also, remember to clean up your mess next time!"

Before the next person Nuonuo could answer, the man had already left with his hands behind his back.

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After the child's time passed, the journey back home was cold and desolate.

When he climbed the steps to enter the mansion, Shi Yan looked up at the bright and clean gilt plaque hanging high, and the hostility in his body drifted away unconsciously.

Lifting up the hem of his clothes, he hurried into the inner courtyard, and rushed to the door of the room. After a moment of hesitation, he pushed open the door full of mottled lights, and a bright and sleepy woman lying on the round table appeared vividly in his eyes.

He strode to the table and bent over, put his hands on the woman's slender shoulders, and he didn't feel the warmth in his voice. "Princess? Why are you here at this time?"

The little girl in his arms turned around and clasped his waist, blindfolded and whispered softly: "I miss you, so I came here, and I don't see you coming back."

The hard ice in his heart had just melted, he bent over the bend of his legs and picked her up horizontally, then put his strength back to hug her inside the bed, sat quietly by the bed and looked at her.

According to the law of etiquette, when a princess marries outside the palace, another princess mansion will be built outside the palace. When meeting her son-in-law, she should call her son-in-law to the mansion.The little princess Lingchu is used to being arrogant and pampered, so she insisted on finding another way. She missed her son-in-law and came to look for her at any time. Do as you please.

Shi Yan stared at her pretty face carefully, feeling gratified and satisfied in his heart.

She is the daughter of the noble royal family, and she is his wife.

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The palace garden is deep, with few lights and shadows.

Outside the Hall of Qinzheng, a man in Chinese clothes looked up from the heights, it was too bleak to be with him all night long.

Suddenly there was a call behind him, it was the word cold and cold that he was tired of hearing.

"His Majesty."

"What's the matter?"

The voice behind him was low and unwavering, "My son-in-law has made a move."

In the silence, the man in Chinese clothes murmured: "It's cold in the winter night, call Yi'er back as soon as possible."

The people behind him stepped back respectfully.