The Dream of Two Lives Blooms and the King Returns

The setting sun and broken clouds of the long river reflect the spring water low, and the sky is of the same color!Seeing the bustling meeting on both sides of the strait, he knew that Chang'an City was coming!The long-buried enthusiasm for archaeology in his heart is about to stir again. He wants to see if the ancient Chang'an is what he thinks it is.

"You haven't arrived yet, so you are like this?" Murong Qingjue was clearly dissatisfied with his performance

"The weather is clear on March [-]rd, and there are so many beautiful people by the water in Chang'an! Why don't you read it?" He tilted his head and smiled, but Murong Qingjue found it dazzling, so he picked up the book and read it absent-mindedly!

After a while, Su Yan'er came to report that Miss Mu was here!Wen Qingyi glanced outside, only to see Mu Furong jumping up from a beautiful boat, she was still so gorgeous and dazzing after not seeing her for a few days, wearing a white blouse as beautiful as haze!He was still so angry with himself.

"Coming" Murong Qingjue said in a calm tone

"The future husband summons me, can I not come?" Mu Furong sat beside Murong Qingjue without any politeness, and winked at him without any shyness.

Murong Qing never looked at him, "Amu is getting more and more unruly, but Qingyi is still there!"

Wen Qingyi smiled awkwardly and said, "It doesn't matter."

"What are you afraid of? I'm your fiancée." She glared at Wen Qingyi slightly angrily. Murong Qingjue threw down the book feeling a headache. Su Yaner just happened to come to report that he was about to arrive at the ferry, so he stood up. Said to Wen Qingyi, "Irrelevant people are not allowed to participate in the memorial ceremony. Amu's disguise is first-rate. If you want to go, you still need to trouble her, so I will wrong you these few days."

Disguise?Was there really a disguise technique in ancient times?Wen Qingyi opened her mouth slightly in surprise, and Murong Qingjue, who was provoked by her natural cuteness, shook her sleeves and left.

"Idiot! Idiot!" Mu Furong pushed him angrily, Murong Qingjue just threw him to herself, who could she disguise him as?Can't be recognized by anyone, but must be by his side?Do you still have to be spotted by others?It's better to pretend to be a person from Wood Spirit Valley, and follow him on the grounds of serving the soup, and you can give him a good one!You must know that the medical women in Wood Spirit Valley do not accept male apprentices...

Taking care of it, Mu Furong's small face burst into smiles.

The Hundred Days of Sacrifice in the Eastern Jin Dynasty actually meant that the coffin should be stopped for a hundred days (but most of them didn’t last that long) before being buried according to the regulations. Select the date of burial and Zhaoyu (the boundary of the tomb) in the form of burial, and inform the guests of the date of burial.The day before the burial, the coffin must be moved to the ancestral temple for parking!The Murong Mansion temporarily lost the two young masters due to an accident, and the Holy Grace will carry out a posthumous title.

When Murong Qingjue returned to the mansion, the mourning wish was still attached to the meritorious service, he frowned in disgust, feeling very unlucky.When Su Yan'er came to report that the prime minister didn't want to see him, he snorted coldly in his heart!He walked straight to his mother's room, but before he stepped into the door, he heard the chirping sound of Mu Furong.

"Madam and our Wood Spirit Valley have a deep relationship. Yi'er must take good care of you these few days. After all, you are often far away in the academy, and your bones cannot be recuperated. This is a rare opportunity."

"You poor girl, what do you call a rare opportunity?" Su Liuyan, who is graceful and luxurious, sat on a large chair carved with red sandalwood. A few traces of wind and frost, but it did not damage her beauty.And Murong Dieche is simply a copy of her when she was young, except that Murong Dieche is more glamorous and noble, while her mother has the meanness of a young lady from the noble family, and her eyes are full of shrewdness!Such women often have experienced many changes in human relationships, and finally become secular.

As soon as Murong Qingjue entered, he saw a few servant girls standing quietly on the polished floor with their heads bowed. They were all dressed in white clothes and looked like paper dolls!Murong Dieche stood in front of the exquisite blue and white glazed red in the corner, fiddled with a few peacock feathers in the vase, obviously not very concerned about his brother's arrival.

Murong Qingjue knelt down to pay his respects, the white color of this room made him extremely disgusted!

"Do you still remember coming back?" Su Liuyan was drinking tea, but threw the teacup at his son's feet unceremoniously, the hot tea splashed on the back of his hand, and it turned red a lot.

"Qingjue, damn it!" He didn't move his hands, as if he didn't have a trace of consciousness, even facing his mother, he was neither humble nor overbearing but respectful.

"You're not just damned! Before I left, I handed Die Che over to you, but you went on a tour with your classmates. If something happens to Die Che, I..." Su Liuyan didn't dare to think about it, and covered Wei Wei Excited chest, Die Che rubbed her mother's chest at this time, and Mu Furong also came up to take her pulse!No one in the room cared about his hands, or even looked at him.As if he was just a broken object in this room, no one cares about it!

Murong Qingjue glanced at his mother indifferently, and still said with concern, "Qingjue is back now, but at the mercy of my mother, I just hope that my mother won't get hurt because of Qingjue's anger."

"Sent off? Do I dare to send you off? There are many people in this capital relying on your breath, Mr. Murong. Offending you is offending the royal family!"

"Mother was joking!"

"Even if I'm joking, this Murong family is the place to raise you after all. If you don't change into mourning clothes when you come back, do you still have your two dead brothers in your eyes?"

"Qingjue came back too hastily, so I'll replace it now"

"No need! I'll prepare it for you." Mu Furong brought the mourning clothes quite politely at this time, and handed the clothes to a tall maid beside her, "Hurry up and follow the young master to the back, and wait for the young master to change clothes."

The maid helped her body slightly, walked to Murong Qingjue's side with her head down, Murong Qingjue stood up calmly and walked behind the curtain!

The maid put down the heavy curtains clumsily, turned around to help him undress, but she couldn't untie the belt no matter what, so she tugged, and Murong Qingjue was also pulled and twitched.Which pair of hot red hands did he use to stop those delicate and smooth hands, how could he not recognize these hands?

It's just how the damn Mu Furong dressed him up as a medical girl from Muling Valley, he only recognized him now.Trying hard to suppress the anger in his heart, in his opinion, disguising himself as a woman is deviant, how could Wen Qingyi wrong herself like this?However, he was also very curious about what he looked like in women's clothing.

That person was already slightly shorter than him, with a slender figure in white clothes and plain clothes, standing here in a graceful manner, as quiet as a virgin.And that long black hair was tied back smoothly and smoothly, and he lowered his head slightly, leaving only two thick black eyelashes flickering, so beautiful!

His originally low mood seemed to be getting better slowly, but he felt that something was gently stirring him in his heart. He lifted Wen Qingyi's slightly wet chin, caught off guard and only took a look, but was shocked on the spot! ——The fair skin is covered with a thin layer of makeup, a pair of clear and beautiful black eyes that can see past and present lives are sad like falling feathers, the bridge of the nose is straight and delicate, and the color of the lips is as bright as cherry blossoms.This charming, boneless and gorgeous beauty is still the well-crafted face he knows!In my mind, his warm and jade-like smile, ethereal and misty smile, is similar but not similar to him...

"Change your clothes quickly! Otherwise they will be suspicious." Even the voice of speaking has changed!Murong Qing never knew how he took off his clothes and changed into mourning clothes.Even in women's clothing, that person had a holy radiance, which made people dare not look down upon him.He looked at his hands with sad eyes, and carefully applied the ointment for him again and again!The cold tears dripped on the back of his hand, and each drop made his heart tremble, finally!He couldn't help holding him in his arms anymore... He kept asking himself, would everything he saw today be cruel to that person?

"Xiao Jue!" He suppressed crying in his cold embrace, how could that person be so indifferent and heartless as his mother?Is this how he has been here for more than ten years?Why no one really loves him and understands him!This is true of his biological mother, let alone those who have no blood relationship with him, he regrets letting him go home with him and making him suffer.At first he was dissatisfied with Mu Furong for dressing him up as a woman, but now he feels no regrets!