you let go

Mu Shuning smiled self-deprecatingly, he couldn't understand himself now, he actually missed that little dumpling a little bit.

When Yan Qing saw Mu Shuning's smile, he knew that he really didn't care about Baili Jinyang's matter, and knew that he had already figured it out.

Yan Qingshi still hugged Mu Shuning, he asked in a low voice: "Then are you angry with me?"

Mu Shuning was really shocked this time.

One is that he never expected that Yan Qingshi would speak in such a tone, and the other is that Mu Shuning never expected that Yan Qingshi would keep this matter in his heart for so long.

If he keeps thinking about and talking about those things, then it is really a sworn enmity, and one day he will definitely get rid of the skin of others he has done to him, maybe including Yan Qingshi.

But once he thought about these things, he felt that they were nothing.

What's more, after going around for so many years, the two of them finally had a good result.

What is there to hesitate about?

When Mu Shuning returned to hug Yan Qing, he said, "Then why am I angry with you?"

Yan Qingshi refused to say any more, lowered his head, buried his head into Mu Shuning's neck, took a deep breath, and said in a low voice, "It's good if you don't get angry, I'm thinking too much."

It suddenly occurred to me that we were in the wilderness at this moment, and there was Baili Jinyang inside the imperial mausoleum, maybe he would run out suddenly, if he was caught right away, it wouldn't affect much, but it would be a bit embarrassing after all .

Mu Shuning pushed Yan Qingshi away uncomfortably, and said, "Let's go shopping first."

The moment Mu Shuning opened his mouth to speak, he wanted to call Yan Qing.But his mouth was half opened, but stopped again.

He didn't know how to call him, Master, Head Yan, Qing Shi?

Neither seems to be suitable.

Mu Shuning is a person who seems to have less emotional nerves than others. Others can easily call out other people's nicknames, but he can't. Even Luo Zhu, he calls him by his first name. of.

I don't know why, but Mu Shuning just felt that after removing the surname, the distance was suddenly shortened, and he was a little at a loss.

Yan Qing could also hear Mu Shuning's uneasiness, so he automatically distanced himself a little and nodded in agreement.

Yingzhou is relatively lively. Even in the declining state of the country, the cries of hawkers can be heard endlessly.After all, it is the capital, and there is a foundation.

Mu Shuning walked in front, Yan Qingshi was behind, and the two strolled leisurely. Occasionally, Mu Shuning turned around and said a few words to Yan Qingshi, and secretly touched him with his hand under his sleeve, and then quickly separated without causing any disturbance. People's attention, and continue to walk around pretending nothing happened.

The two old things added together are almost as old as the Great Yin Dynasty, but they are still playing such an innocent drama here!

Because Dayin's folk customs are not so open, the two of them hardly dare to make any intimate gestures, and such a strict posture, if they are close to each other, is a bit of a cover-up.

The hawker who sells candied haws is the one who cares.He was so accurate at judging people, and with a flick of his head, he knew that the relationship between these two people was a bit abnormal.

"You two, don't you want a bunch of such delicious candied haws?"

Mu Shuning was walking aimlessly, when his vision was suddenly blocked by a bunch of red candied haws, the sugar coating was golden, with a thin layer, wrapped in the bright red fruit inside, shining brightly.

Subconsciously, the root of Mu Shuning's tongue became sour, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Yan Qingshi noticed the look in Mu Shuning's eyes, and moved very quickly, took out the money, and bought two bunches directly.If Mu Shuning hadn't stopped him, Yan Qingshi might have given the peddler a round.

Seeing that the deal was completed, the peddler exchanged a few words with the two of them, and then yelled like an occupational disease: "Look, look, look, big, sweet and delicious candied haws."

Mu Shuning was a little tired, so he didn't leave, but stood next to the hawker eating candied haws.

The sugar coating is crisp and melts in the mouth, and the fruit is just sour. As soon as Mu Shuning took the first bite, he couldn't help saying, "It's so sour!"

Yan Qingshi had never eaten these things before. He turned his head and looked at Mu Shuning's expression. There was a faint smile and a sense of peaceful satisfaction in his eyes.

Seeing Yan Qingshi's curious look, Mu Shuning brought another bunch of unbitten ones to Yan Qingshi, but Yan Qingshi shook his head slightly.

Mu Shuning suddenly played tricks, leaned close to Yan Qingshi's ear, and blew softly: "If you don't eat this, then you want to eat what's in my mouth?"

I've been wanting to do this for a long time!

After saying this, Mu Shuning suddenly felt a little regretful, and took two steps back with a blushing face.

However, Yan Qingshi was astonished for five counts as if struck by lightning, and then he looked at Mu Shuning in disbelief, his ears blushing uncontrollably.

Mu Shuning: "..." Yan Qingshi looked so different.

The redness on Mu Shuning's face faded, and he suddenly felt that he had discovered something interesting, and all the guilt and embarrassment in his heart disappeared.

He had never discovered that Yan Qingshi had a shy physique!

Also, an old virgin who has been guarding for 600 years, can't help flirting.

Seeing that there was no business, the peddler concentrated on looking at the two brothers next to him.

He joked: "Oh, the relationship between the two brothers is very good."

Mu Shuning looked up at Yan Qing's expression, and found that not only did he not object, but he even raised the corners of his mouth, showing a faint smile, and responded to the vendor: "Yes."

Yan Qing cherishes words like gold, and is unwilling to say one more word to others.

The peddler was an acquaintance. When he saw Yan Qing, he had an extraordinary bearing, and the clothes of the two were not simple, so he stamped them directly: "Young master of a rich family."

"The two brothers are from other places, right? What are you doing here in Yingzhou? Doing business?"

Yan Qingshi pursed his lips, he didn't want to say more, he never liked to chat with people.

Mu Shuning swallowed the fruit whole, afraid of embarrassment for the two of them, he said, "The two of us came from the south to find someone in Yingzhou."

Hearing "South", the peddler's face suddenly changed: "That's amazing! There is a severe drought in the south, which is rare in a hundred years. I heard that there are many rogue bandits there, who just hijack cars halfway. You guys Did you meet him?"

Mu Shuning laughed: "No, we should be lucky."

The peddler suddenly sighed: "The south is really difficult. It used to be such a good place, but now there is a drought. The Holy One just turned a blind eye and didn't do anything useful. Just what I heard, the south is There have been several uprisings, all of which were suppressed by the Holy Majesty, did you two come here to take refuge?"

In the last sentence, the peddler thought he was caring and lowered his voice, perhaps because he was afraid that the two brothers would reveal their identities and be regarded as rebels from the south.

Mu Shuning suddenly lost the mood to eat candied haws. He scolded Baili Jinyang in his heart and asked, "I'm really sorry, we two brothers didn't understand the situation to be honest, and were driven to Yingzhou by our family in a daze. I really don’t know anything about taking refuge with relatives, so please give me some pointers?”

The peddler didn't care at all, since there is no business now, he wished someone could talk to him.

"Well, we have to start with the current Holy Master.

"Two years ago, the Holy Majesty suddenly started a large-scale construction project, saying that he wanted to build a tomb for someone, and then pursued the funeral and so on. At that time, some people quit, saying that there was no money in the treasury, so it could not be built like this. The Holy Majesty refused to listen and insisted on repairing it. He spent a lot of money and had a beautiful funeral. In the end, few people said he was good, and they all scolded that big man. Also, I don’t know if there is some kind of feng shui in that tomb. It never stopped. The commotion was the worst in the south, and the rebel army raised several waves, and one wave was about to hit the gate of Yingzhou.

"The fine cavalry is so powerful. The rebel army is not enough to watch. The whole army was wiped out. There is a mass grave in the west of the city. They are buried there. Now some people say that you can still hear ghosts crying and wolf howling there at night."

Mu Shuning frowned, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

"This year, there is another severe drought in the south. The Holy One doesn't even go to court here. He just eats, drinks and has fun in the harem every day. Hmph, stupid king!"

Mu Shuning was startled: "Aren't you afraid of suffering when you say that?"

The peddler pursed his lips, nonchalantly: "Who doesn't scold him now?"

As soon as the peddler's expression came out, Mu Shuning knew that Dayin was over.

If a monarch loses the basic awe of his people, what is the majesty of this country?Where is the Dragon Might of the Son of Heaven?

Now that Great Yin is in such a critical juncture, Baili Jinyang is even living in the harem, where does he put the country?

Mu Shuning felt a surge of energy and blood for a moment, and the blood in his body surged up to the top of his head, causing his eyes to turn black, causing his figure to sway and not stand still.

Yan Qing stepped up, supported him, and said in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Mu Shuning let out a foul breath, and supported Yan Qing's arms to stand firm. He rubbed his forehead: "It's okay, I'm tired from standing for too long."

But the peddler had an "I understand" look on his face: "Little brother, there is no need to explain, I understand, are you being overwhelmed by that foolish king? I heard that the ministers in the court today have fainted several times."

Mu Shuning twitched the corners of her mouth, not knowing whether to smile or not.

Yan Qingshi hid his hands in his sleeves and held Mu Shuning's hand tightly.

Mu Shuning turned to look at him with a smile in his eyes, as if telling Yan Qing not to worry.Then he asked the peddler again: "The rebel army in the south can tell me what's going on?"

As if waiting for Mu Shuning to ask him this question, the peddler slapped his thigh and became excited: "You are really asking the right person!"

Mu Shuning pretended to be listening attentively.

"King An, today's King An, have you heard of it?" The peddler raised his thumb in some direction, all of which he did unconsciously, and he seemed extremely excited, "He is really a good man. !"

"If he pushes the current sage down, even if he wants me to die now, I will never complain. Now more and more people are turning to King An. I think it will be a matter of time before someone gets replaced."

Hearing the name of an acquaintance, Mu Shuning was aroused, and he smiled: "I bought all your candied haws, can you tell me about King An?"