Sweet Bean Bun 0700

The five-step red lanterns were lit all night.

No one dared to ask why there was no protagonist in this wedding banquet, why the flute sound died out as soon as it started, and why no one had a smile on their faces.

Twilight Yan sat in Shu Yiran's room, and from the moment he left until the sky glowed with white light.

"Its daybreak."

I couldn't hear his tone, and Xiude didn't dare to answer. His half-bent body should creak when he moved, and he couldn't help but blame Shu Yiran in his heart. He came over happily to inform that the auspicious time was approaching. The emperor sat at the table, The expression was obviously wrong, and Shu Yi, who was supposed to be in this room preparing to worship, suddenly disappeared, and he knew something had happened.

Mu Boyan didn't want to get an answer, this sentence was said to herself, it was dawn and it was time to go to court.

She hadn't slept all night, her eyes were black and blue, and even after washing her face, she still looked like she lacked vitality, lifeless.

It is no different from the past, there is a book to play, there is something to argue, everything is to put the people first, and Mu Boyan does not seem to be affected in any way.

Except, no one dared to mention this wedding, and no one dared to mention Shu Yiran again.

Shu Yiran looked at the numb Mu Manyan, and couldn't take it easy for a while, it wasn't when he just left him, but it seemed that a hook passed through the middle of the ribs, caught the heart, caught the pain at that time.

It is not terrible to have no hope, what is terrible is to have hope and be shattered.

It's good that I didn't promise, I obviously promised to stay, or leave, the wedding is only less than an hour away, at this time, I say leave...

It's not just my own pain, so it hurts even more.

This is a memory, it is a fact that has already happened, Shu Yiran can do nothing but look at it.

For more than a month, marriage between men has become a perfectly natural thing. Mu Moyan didn't get married, but it was promised to Shu Yiran, and if he didn't like it, he would do it.

More than a year later, after a minister proposed accepting it, Mu Moyan smashed the cup in his hand on the spot, and the bouncing fragments cut the minister's head. confidence.

"Stupid!" Shu Yiran taunted at the side, "There really are people like this who watch too much!"

"Have you seen too much sea?" Mu Boyan also said this sentence.Shu Yiran looked at him, even though he knew he couldn't touch him, he still raised his hand and snored twice on his head with gentle eyes.

"Ok?"

"It's easy to watch, but it's easy to manage."

"Chen, minister..." The minister murmured for a while, panicked.This cold joke only made Shu Yiran laugh.

No one has any objection anymore, Mu Boyan said that the method has been cold and tough in the past year, and his prestige has grown. He said that he was lenient, and no one dared to mention the matter after the acceptance, including not long after that, the fourth brother's son was recorded in the He was established as the prince under his name.

What he promised was done one by one, Shu Yiran thought about it, and found that it was indeed the case, no matter what the promise was, big or small, buying milk tea or going on a trip together, as long as he made the promise, he would always try to find a way realization.On the day of the breakup, he said something ruthlessly that he should not reconcile if they broke up. He agreed, so Shu Yiran looked at Mu Muyan and wanted to laugh. If he promised not to reconcile, he would never take the initiative to reconcile, okay?Stubborn like a fool, how can you take your words seriously when you are angry?Fortunately, I did not miss it.

After the prince was arranged, Mu Moyan ordered to search the world for a way to become a fairy.

"I don't know, you thought you were going to live forever." Shu Yucheng gnawed on the apple, urging Xiao Xuqing to peel the apple and give it to Shu Ziyin.

Mu Moyan waved his hands, "Farewell, I can't afford General Dingyuan's knife to take someone's head."

"Taking someone's head?!" Shu Yucheng's eyes widened, "Xiao Xuqing!"

"What's wrong?" Xiao Xuqing looked at him blankly.

"You peeled my apples with a knife that killed people!"

"I washed it."

Mu Boyan watched the two of them quarreling, with a rare smile.

This world will stay longer than the previous world. For that promise, Mu Moyan took the child personally, taught him the art of emperor, taught him a kind heart, and chose the right prince and courtier for him.

Just not like a father, Shu Yiran shook his head helplessly, he might as well treat the child as well as the Taifu.

It has been 12 years in a blink of an eye.

"Well, you learned well. You have handled these few things well recently. You have grown up." Mu Moyan smiled with satisfaction, "I can trust you to manage this country."

"Father? Where are you going?" The sensitive child easily sensed the meaning of leaving in his words, "I'm still young, and I can't manage such a big country well."

"Don't underestimate yourself." Mu Boyan rubbed his head, "I'm going to find your empress father." When it came to the word father empress, Mu Bo smiled without hiding it, and at that moment Shu Yiran seemed to see Seventeen At eight, he is so willful that no one can criticize him, he is high-spirited and full of hope.

"Father?"

"Yes, he is a fairy."

"Fairy?"

"Well, he's very good-looking, everyone wants him, but he's mine."

"Then why isn't the queen father here?"

"He came down to earth secretly. Immortals cannot fall in love with ordinary people, so he was captured. He is waiting for me in the sky."

"But father, you are not a fairy, how can you go to heaven?"

Mu Moyan looked towards the unreachable west, "I'm going to Penglai to find him."

Unable to wait for another dinner together, Mu Boyan took the package she had prepared earlier, took a shovel to the oldest tree in Ruoshui Hall, and dug a hole with the package on her back.

Shu Yiran forgot about it until he took out two jars of wine and two wooden boxes from the ground.

Mu Boyan carefully threw the soil away, carefully distinguishing which one belonged to Shu Yiran, and then buried the jar of wine and the box with Shu Ziyin written on it back in the soil again.After cleaning his hands, he opened the box marked Shu Yiran in the westbound carriage.

Shu Yiran didn't write a lot. He wasn't very good at writing these slightly nasty words, but after writing a little, his ears turned red and he felt extremely embarrassed.

Fortunately, Mu Boyan felt very satisfied as long as he saw his writing.

Sandalwood was lit on the rickety carriage, and the smoke that floated up slowly was blown by the passing wind and scattered throughout the carriage. Mu Moyan sniffed the nerve-soothing incense, and carefully opened the dusty letter.