The Dream of Two Lives Blooms and the King Returns

On the day of the hundred-day commemoration, Wen Qingyi watched the grand funeral of Murong's family from a long distance away.

The whiteness of the sky confused his vision a little. Standing at the corner of the attic, he saw the man's straight back standing out from the crowd.

When the saint came up, he knelt down to take his father's place, his neither humble nor overbearing appearance revealed a touch of pride even for a generation of monarchs.Later, the father-in-law of the sage's confidant read out the imperial decree. The general meaning of the imperial decree was: Murong's family is a family of loyalty and filial piety. He praised the excellence of the two young masters, and expressed his condolences to the Murong family. , the entire burial ceremony is done according to the system of the second grade.

Murong Qing refused to thank Zhi Ping, and the whole ceremony started again!The crown prince has been by Murong Qingjue's side all the time, and the sage has gone to visit the sick Prime Minister to show the emperor's kindness.And they are about to go to the ancestral temple to deliver the coffin to the ancestral grave of Murong's family!

He stared long and lingeringly at the lonely garden over there, presumably from now on, this prime minister's mansion will be completely clean.He suddenly remembered the ambiguous words that the crown prince said to Qing Jue yesterday. He knew that the man had been taking every step of the way. This "hundred-day memorial ceremony" was his silent silence to himself. The Wen family abandoned him for more than ten years. Being in a whirlpool, why should he accept it?With his current ability to cover the sky with one hand, it is the best favor to the Wen family not to have the Wen family full.And himself... He felt childish when he thought about it!What ability does he have to say to accompany him?To take care of him?

"Young lady is so courageous!" The sudden male voice made Wen Qingyi tremble with fright.He looked behind cautiously, only to see a slender man in a white Zen suit stepping out gracefully.His hair was loose like splashed ink, and he was looking at himself with a frown and a smile.

Wen Qingyi looked at him in bewilderment, she couldn't figure out his official position based on his clothes, but the people who can enter the Murong Mansion today are all official positions above the second rank, so she dare not underestimate him.

"The maidservant was just ordered to go to the attic to get something." Wen Qingyi hurriedly saluted, grabbed something on the table indiscriminately and wanted to leave in a hurry.

"Who did you order?" The man smiled, and casually snatched the writing brush he was holding and played with it in his hand, "You actually came to get a writing brush?"

"You..." Wen Qingyi saw that the man was not forgiving, and there was anger in his eyes!

"Don't worry, I don't need to worry about the servants of the Murong family. I, like the girl, can't stand the red tape below, and feel the same grief as the girl for the passing away of the first and second sons!" With a careless look, he tossed the brush away and dropped it back into the pen holder.

"Since this is the case, the servant will not bother the young master to mourn alone, and the servant will go down now." Wen Qingyi doesn't like the man in front of her very much!I don't know why I always feel that he always has the breath of death on him. There seems to be a lot of emotion in his eyes, but when he looks closely, his eyes are full of cruelty.He made himself very uneasy!Always want to escape.

"You're afraid of me..." He approached gently!A pair of mist-like eyes revealed a charming style.Wen Qingyi turned her head unnaturally, just in time to see Su Yan'er who came up to look for him.

"My lord..." Su Yan'er never expected that the national teacher was here, and hurriedly knelt down to pay her respects.Wen Qingyi looked at the person in front of her in surprise, and she was looking at herself with pride, as if she wanted to see her frightened performance next.

However, Wen Qingyi didn't do anything, instead she straightened her back even more, and said confidently, "A majestic master of the state, why don't you have time to tease me, a little girl?"

"When did I tease you?" Lin Yuemo stared at the woman in front of her, dumbfounded.

"You just..." Wen Qingyi frowned, but she couldn't think of a reason after thinking about it carefully.But the man laughed loudly, but his laughter was extremely low, after all, today is the funeral in Murong Mansion. "I really met an interesting person today!"

"Today, I also met someone who is idle and has nothing to do." Wen Qingyi replied angrily!

The man looked at him with a smile without anger, but the more he smiled, the colder he felt, the coldness from the bottom of his heart! "Girl, we will meet again"

Wen Qingyi shuddered and wrapped her hands around herself. After he left, she still felt very uncomfortable!

Su Yan'er made a pot of tea for him, and looked at him full of resentment, "You are lucky that you were not punished by the national teacher"

"National teacher..." Wen Qingyi ignored Su Yan'er's words and was immersed in her own thoughts. In fact, there are very few records of the Eastern Jin Dynasty in history. He also searched a lot of documents because of the problem of the ancient tomb. Only know a few numbers.I am really a fan of this national teacher!

"From now on, you have to be more careful with what you say, and forget about the rest of the people. However, this national teacher and the third son are not at odds. He always fights with the third son secretly and openly. He is the biggest enemy of the third son."

Rival!

Wen Qingyi's eyes finally fell back to Su Yan'er's face, and he lamented worriedly, "Why do you think Xiaojue is so difficult?"

"Master, you really care about our third son," Su Yan'er said sincerely

"That's natural! I don't care who he cares about." Wen Qingyi smiled suddenly, and simply looked at the empty gate without thinking, not knowing when they would return.

"You will stay in the attic right now, and don't go anywhere. It's time for the Holy Majesty to return to the palace. Don't let the Holy Majesty see you and bring you back to the palace. What will you do then?" Su Yan'er asked It was a joke, but Wen Qingyi was so frightened that she suddenly fell silent.This Prime Minister's Mansion was scary enough, and there were no bones left in the palace with his own carelessness.

Hearing that the "Hundred Days Sacrifice" held by the two sons of Murong Mansion was unprecedentedly grand, Murong Qingjue even went into the palace overnight and had a long talk with Sheng Shangye.Wen Qingyi had been waiting for him for a long time, but when he returned home, she avoided seeing him.He knew that he couldn't help him, and although he felt lost, he didn't dare to bother him.It went on like this for a few days, and he also met Murong Dieche a few times, seeing that she was still cold and kept guard in the attic all day, and would accompany Gu Nanfeng to the garden during the period, but she was still frowning.

Wen Qingyi thought about going to comfort her, but thinking about her current status, she had to stay away.After all, he didn't want to attract Su Liuyan's attention!The prime minister's condition seems to have not improved all the time, and the Ji Garden is still the same. Murong Qingjue spends all day in the study room dealing with matters in the mansion, sometimes standing in front of the windowsill for a long, long time...

"Xiaojue, what's the matter?" He lived not far away from him, and some news came from Wen's family asking him when he would return to the academy, don't delay his studies.As the days passed by, he didn't realize that time passed so quickly, it was more than half a month, no wonder the Wen family came to urge him, after all, he let the family know about it, and wanted to keep it a secret.

Just when he wanted to talk to Murong Qingjue about going back to the academy, Murong Qingjue himself appeared.He was still wearing a black dress when he came, and it was already summer, and the thin material could vaguely outline his tight figure.

He always looked tired, but his brows and eyes were still full of radiance, but his eyes were more cold and sharp, and the eyes that looked at him were farther away.

"Tomorrow, I will accompany you back to the academy! By the way, I will bid farewell to my teacher"

Goodbye!He was in shock...

"I faced the Holy One that day, and the Holy Majesty let me attack my father's official position in a few days, Qingyi..." He called his name with an imperceptible tremor, "I will never forget the love between you and my classmate, from now on I hope you take care"

"Is it just classmates?" His hands and feet gradually became cold, and the eyes he looked at that person seemed to want to see him through...

"There are other things, only you know." He turned around and showed him a smile that reached his eyes.That was the most sincere smile he showed during the six months they had known each other!There is no cover-up, it is so natural.

It turned out that he was so pretty when he smiled.Wen Qingyi felt blocked in her heart, and also a little sad. In his opinion, this was a parting smile.

The author has something to say:

It's been a bit of a mess these days!I wrote more than 60 chapters and sent them out directly, and there was no way to delete the chapters, and then the middle ones were not sent out!Really, that's enough...tomorrow I'm flying somewhere else, Lao Huo! ! !feeling so tired