Sleeve the world, mourning melody

The next day, before the dawn, she quietly left without disturbing the whole family.

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Yi Mo returns to Sima's mansion first, changes her daughter's makeup, bids farewell to Sima and his son, and enters the palace with Sima.

When Fei Xueliu stepped into the hall, she happened to interrupt Sima Zi's meditation.

"Ma'am, guess who's here."

Her own empress master is gentle and considerate, and Fei Xue, as a court lady in charge, is often by Sima Zi's side, and occasionally dares to approach her lord so boldly.

"Who's here?" Sima Zi asked after pondering, she didn't have any illusions, but she imagined that the person would never show up here no matter whether he was still returning home or had already entered Beijing... It would be useless to think about it, Sima Zi The sleeves are flat and wide, and the mood is in harmony, quietly covering the old things in the sleeves that reveal the thoughts.

"It's Miss San."

When Sima Zi heard this, his expression became brighter, "Please come in quickly."

"Yes." Fei Xue led the order to retreat.

Stepping into the inner hall, seeing the woman in costume standing in the hall and smiling lightly, the girl's heart was completely released, Sima Yu entered the door happily, leaned over and saluted hurriedly, calling "sister" repeatedly, and threw herself into Sima Zi's arms.

"Sister," said the third young lady, who was overjoyed and still remembered the business of the trip, "Guess who I brought here?"

Sima Zi looked at each other in bewilderment, and the hope that had been suppressed in his heart emerged again, "Who?"

Her voice was trembling, but the high-spirited Sima Li didn't notice it.

"It was my sister's playmate in my hometown when she was young."

Childhood playmate?Sima Zi lowered her eyes and meditated, but it was a pity that her mind was firmly occupied by that person, and she couldn't spare any thoughts to think about it seriously... She shook her head and gave up, "Sister, just say it."

Sima Li laughed, "Father specially called Sister Feng from the old house, and she will stay with you in the palace in the future." When she explained this, she turned her head and motioned for the plain-clothed woman standing outside the door to come in.

Yi Mo nodded and lowered his eyes, stepped through the door, and approached her step by step...

The feeling of the person in front of him was so familiar, Sima Zi took half a step back, unbelievable.

Approaching the woman, when the hem of the goose yellow skirt filled her eyes, Yi Mo knelt down and gave the master-servant salute, before she could speak, she said in a dumb voice, "Xiangxi, miss."

Being entangled with the person's deep familiarity and this strange claim, Jiao Sima Zi lowered his brows, dazed for a moment.

"What did you say is your name?" Sima Zi asked urgently, his voice calm and expressionless.

"Feng Xiangxi." Yi Mo got up on his own, raised his eyes, and stared directly at him, "Miss, have you forgotten me?"

Under the wide sleeves, he clenched his fists tightly, holding the old flute with half of the bamboo clothes in his palm.

Sima Zi opened her mouth slowly, and the word "ink" rose to the edge of her mouth silently, and then she turned around. In the calmness, she closed her eyes to endure the surge.

"Sister, then I'll take my leave." Sima Yu watched from the side, knowing that the two of them had too much to talk about, so he slipped away on his own, and left the door to send the palace guards to cover the door to go about their own work.

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The hall was silent for a long time, Yi Mo didn't know Sima Zi's mood at all, but heard the sound of falling to the ground one after another, Yi Mo couldn't bear it anymore, took two steps forward, opened his arms behind Sima Zi and hugged her into his arms.

"I'm sorry... I blamed me for coming back late, which caused you to be wronged."

Sima Zi bit his lip, and put his backhand on the hands clasped around his waist.

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The door of Renming Hall's sleeping hall was closed tightly, and the half-day-long turmoil of the people in it calmed down, and the others separated by the door were just ordinary idle daylight.

Yi Mo hugged Sima Zi from behind, and the latter couldn't resist the warmth of his body, so he let his back relax and leaned back.

The warmth that has been maintained for a long time, no one in it wants to disturb it.

However, the person who closed his eyes suddenly opened them, broke away from the soft restraint, turned around in a panic, and moved his gaze down to the shoulders of the daughter in front of him, "How is your injury?"

Yi Mo, who was disappointed at first, softened his eyes and said softly: "It has been raised early."

Sima Zi didn't believe her, he stared at her wound and asked, "Does it hurt when it rains?"

What this girl said... Yi Mo was really surprised, she couldn't imagine how Shen Nian knew about it.After a moment of silence, the eyes of the person in front of him moved anxiously, "Nian'er, could it be you?"

"I'm fine." Sima Zi stepped back to avoid her hand, and then held the hand that was at a loss, "Follow me."

Sima Zi took Yi Mo to open the bead curtain into the inner room, and led her straight to the bed, but Yi Mo refused, and withdrew his hand by force, with his eyebrows lowered and his eyes closed in silence.

Sima Zi turned around in surprise, looked at her expression, guessed what she was thinking in a flash, opened his mouth, but before he could say what was on his mind, he sighed secretly, and led her to the beauty's bed opposite.

Yi Mo followed closely, hesitating with downcast eyes.

Sima Zi didn't force her, sat down by himself, pulled up his sleeves, picked up the jade pot on the small table, poured a cup of tea, took a sip, and said slowly: "No one else has sat before."

Yi Mo looked up at her, and sat next to her.

Sima Zi pursed his lips, took a sip of tea every now and then, and allowed the people in front of him to be silent.

Speaking of which, Sima Zi was also a little emotional, and Yi Mo's resistance was straightforward. Sima Zi knew what she had misunderstood, so he was still awkward, and didn't want to bluntly say that he would take the initiative to coax people first.

Sima Zi was in a daze for a moment, and after being alone for a long time, he forgot that there was someone in front of him.

On the other side, the man who was trying to calm down the astringency in his heart raised his eyes unexpectedly, and saw the moist red lips of the quiet beauty, but he felt thirsty in his throat, and turned his face in panic.

Seeing her move, Sima Zi shook his head and sighed secretly for his mistake, let go of the teacup and took another one to refill her tea.

"Don't be too busy, I'm not thirsty." Yi Mo stared at her, and was blinded by Sima Zi's sudden light eyes.

Sima Zi paused, "Aren't you leaving?"

"Yes." Yi Mo responded lightly, with half-drooped eyelids, with no place to rest his eyes, he forcibly erected an alienation barrier, and said politely, "I would like to stay by Miss's side and help you achieve success."

Yi Mo's words were respectful, Sima Zi's hand holding the pot shook, and the green tea splashed down, flowing over his slender hands and gathering down.

"Nian'er!" Yi Mo exclaimed, rushed over to check her injuries, brushed off the tea liquid with his fingers, his face wrinkled in anxiety, "Why didn't you be careful."

Fortunately the tea was warm.

"It's okay." Sima Zi intended to pull away before Yi Mo let go.Yi Mo subconsciously grasped her wrist, raised his eyes, and forced himself to ignore the complicated peony decorations on her gown, showing the phoenix, and the new women's hair accessories on her golden hairpin. Nearby, Jane Simply staring into her eyes, sighed: "Do you want me to stay? I, I want to be with you."

Sima Zi opened his mouth, originally to push her away, but after hearing what happened later, he pursed his lips tightly and said nothing.

If it wasn't for seeing the girl's forbearance and being treated so coldly, no matter how hot her heart was, her heart would be completely chilled.

Fortunately, I saw it myself, and I saw it for real... Yi Mo pushed away the small case, and leaned over to embrace her when the eyes of the people in front of her met her with tears.

He relaxed and buried her in the hollow of her shoulders, tightened his arms, wrapped around her like domineering vines, and hugged her silently.

Sima Zi reached out to hug her back, and when she closed her eyes, the corners of her eyes were wet... She used to complain to God and hold grudges, resented the injustice of fate for giving her a beautiful family background and then ruthlessly deprived her of it... Now that Nuan Yu is in her arms, she just feels that in the past, everything was different. The suffering of inhumanity is worth it.

For her to fall in love with and to be cherished by her is the luck of Shen Nian's life.

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There was a faint fragrance in the hall, and a pair of beauties were sitting opposite each other holding hands, their smiling eyes blended together.

"Li'er came back and told me that you are attractive in women's clothing. If I don't want to keep you close, I really want you to change into men's clothes." Sima Li closely copied her handsome features and sighed softly: "However, I'm afraid it's you Pretend to be a bodyguard, but also want to hook the soul of another girl."

After being praised by her, Yi Mo was originally laughing, but when he heard it, his face blushed, and he couldn't finish the sentence, "I..."

"I'm the one who's by your side right now." Sima Zi raised the corners of his lips, lowered his eyelids, and said softly, as young and playful as he was when he was young, "I have to watch over you carefully, and don't allow others to snatch you away." As she spoke, she clasped the hand of the person in front of her.

The girl mentions other people's old affairs openly and secretly, Yi Mo raised her lips, feeling grateful and happy at the same time, said lightly.

Sima Zi remained silent, and smiled even more intensely, thinking back, holding her hand tightly, remembering the business, "When did you come back, and why did you come into the palace?" She pursed her lips, as if she was determined, and said again, "Yan'er, he was framed by others, he was imprisoned and suffered, and he came out a few days ago."

Yi Mo nodded, and was relieved to hear that she was as close to Yi Yan as before, and turned to comfort him: "I heard about it. I went to the scholar's mansion first when I entered Beijing last night, and I heard about it from the adults." Yi Mo held her hand tightly. Hand, frowning nervously, "He also talked about the adventures you and your cousin had in the Princess Mansion."