Palace chaos blue silk

Together with the imperial decree, Ning Zimu was taken away, and the two birth jades she sent back were left behind.

Su Muhan woke up from his memories, and the beautiful face was still in front of his eyes, but the identities of each other were far away and untouchable. He reached into his arms and took out a piece of emerald green jade pendant. It was Ning Zimu who returned the Su family's keepsake, the Two Lives Jade, before entering the palace.

"Mu'er, keep this piece of jade. I once said that Mu Han will never leave you, and the Su family will always be your reliance." Su Muhan separated the two jades and handed one of them to Ning Zimu, with affectionate eyes There was pain and firmness in it, which made her hesitate for a while, but she sighed,

"It's not the same now." Ning Zimu looked at the water on the other side of the bridge, sparkling, occasionally appearing, the water bubbles spit out by the koi in the pool, his outstretched hand has not been withdrawn from the corner of his vision, and he couldn't help but sigh softly, If the Su family can rely on it, the foundation of the Ning family will be more stable. Thinking of this, he raised his hand and took the jade pendant,

"Su Taishou is getting old, he should enjoy family happiness long ago, let's start a family soon, Brother Mu Han", Ning Zimu turned his head, showing the smile of his youth, Su Muhan was both happy and sad when he heard this , the tightly pursed quenched pill thin lips finally raised a beautiful arc, and for a while, the two of them seemed to have returned to their youth when they had never parted.

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The two walked along the corridor to the pavilion. From a distance, they saw Xin Yun running over with the hem of her skirt, with a flustered expression on her face. Ning Zimu frowned. He wanted to reprimand, but Xin Yun whispered,

"Imperial concubine, Qing Sheng... and Miss Su... got into an argument and moved their hands..." Ning Zimu and Su Muhan looked at each other in surprise, they stopped talking, and hurried to the pavilion go.

Seeing that the pavilion was in disarray, pastries, tea, pens and ink were spilled all over the floor, wisteria flowers were crushed to pieces on the ground, the two people in the pavilion were all covered in ink stains, their clothes were messy, pulling each other, making a mess.

"Stop! What's going on!", Ning Zimu's pretty face sank, she was extremely displeased, and shouted sharply, with a hint of anger in her tone,

"This idiot spit ink on the empress's painting, and even spit on the girl." Su Xin, covered in ink, pulled Qing Sheng's arm and refused to let her go. Struggling, without saying a word, Ning Zimu followed Su Xin's pointing and looked over. Sure enough, the painting was stained with ink. It was a pity. It is rare to make a painting with her,

"You idiot, how dare you push me!", "Idiot", Su Xin pinched her arm hard, Qing Sheng was in pain, struggling desperately, with a few locks hanging in front of her eyes, she couldn't see her With the look on their faces, the two struggled together, trampling on the cakes on the ground, staining Su Xin's delicately embroidered brocade uppers,

"Qing Sheng, don't move! Xin Yun, pull them away, what a shame!" Ning Zimu frowned, and said in a bad tone,

"Little sister, don't go change your clothes yet." Su Muhan yelled at Su Xin who had just ignored his eyes, and saw a black handprint on her chest. She was still a girl who hadn't left the court, so she really broke the rules.

"Brother~~ It's obviously this idiot who ruined the painting of the empress, and even sprayed me with ink, just now I was so frivolous to me." Su Xin's face was not forgiving. She thought that the painting of the imperial concubine was ruined by this idiot, and she would definitely Help yourself out, and see how to punish this fool.

"Qingsheng! What did you do! Why did you treat Miss Su like this!", frivolous?Ning Zimu was inexplicably angry, and couldn't help shouting sharply,

The two were pulled away by Xin Yun, Qing Sheng lowered her head, like a small ink blob, Tian Qing's skirt was covered with jet-black ink dots, a few strands of hair fell down due to struggle, blocking her eyes.

She gasped for breath, obviously struggling a lot.She raised her head suddenly, the ink stained her lips, flowed from the corners of her mouth, landed on her clothes, and splashed a few drops of ink, her bean-sized eyes rolled in their sockets, she shouted loudly,

"I'm not a fool!", "I'm not a fool!", Qing Sheng looked at Ning Zimu stubbornly, her eyes passed through the drooping locks of hair, and there was actually a bit of hatred, which made her heart tremble. With a twitch, he subconsciously moved his eyes away, remained silent, and the atmosphere condensed.

"Madam, Miss Su said that the ink was agarwood ink, so Qing Sheng drank it. The ink was bitter, so Qing Sheng sprayed it on the painting and Miss Su's clothes. Accidentally...thought she had buns on her body, so..." Xin Yun explained hesitantly,

"I said I'm not a fool, if I tell you to drink it, you can drink it, what is it if you're not a fool!" Su Xin cursed fiercely in arrogance,

Ning Zimu raised her eyebrows, her phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and her anger flashed. Su Muhan knew that it was a sign of her anger. He was about to drink Su Xin when he saw Ning Zimu stepping forward, gently lifting his sleeve with one hand, gracefully Qing Sheng shrank his head subconsciously, but the slap landed on Su Xin's face hard, and it swelled up instantly.

Su Xin was stunned for a moment. She was loved by the Su family since she was a child. When was she ever beaten like this? With one hand touching her cheek, she had an expression of disbelief, but she dared not speak, her eyes glistened with water, unwilling lowered his head.Looking at all this, Qing Sheng also stared wide-eyed, staring straight at Ning Zimu, saw her put down her hand, put her hands together in front of her body, and said lightly,

"A mere painting, if it is destroyed, it will be destroyed. People in this palace, it is not your turn to speak." The voice was clear and clear, like the sunshine in the fresh grass and trees in April, and the teardrops wrapped in Qingsheng's eyes could not be held back. The ground fell down, crystal clear like pearls, leaving a water mark on her jet-black face.

"Little girl is young and self-willed, I hope the empress will be lenient." Su Muhan knew that Ning Zimu had always protected his shortcomings, and could not allow others to insult the people in his palace at will, but Su Xin still stiffened his neck and bit his lip tightly. , refused to give in, and quickly apologized on behalf of the younger sister,

"Well, you're really young and willful. The thing about the selection of girls next year that Taishou Su said the day before yesterday, you answered for me. Miss Su's character is probably not suitable for the palace. Find someone to marry as soon as possible, and I won't bring up this matter again."

As soon as Ning Zimu said this, Su Xin's face paled in an instant. She was conceited that she was outstanding in appearance. So I begged my father for a long time, only hoping to say a few words in front of Concubine Ning, whether I can enter the palace in the future, I still need her advice and reliance.

Now, Ning Zimu extinguished all her expectations with just one sentence. In this life, she can only marry a well-matched official. They are all this damn fool. Sheng, his eyes can't wait to burn a hole in her body.

"Yes, I would like to follow the mother's order, and I will definitely discipline my younger sister well in the end." Su Muhan's face was condensed, and he looked at Su Xin with cold eyes, full of disappointment. He took a deep look at Ning Zimu, with Then Su Xin resigned.

After the Su brothers and sisters left, Ning Zimu turned his head to look at Qing Sheng who was standing on the side, and saw that she lowered her head, her mouth was flattened, her hands were pulling the corners of her clothes, and tears were still falling, as if she was falling on the leaves in the morning. The dew, pure and clear, with some regrets in her heart, how could she misunderstand her?Although she has amnesia and a simple heart, she is very sensible and never causes trouble.

"Xin Yun, take Qing Sheng down to clean up," Ning Zimu ordered, looking at Qing Sheng lightly, with a gentle tone, Qing Sheng was being led by Xin Yun, her ink-stained face and black eyes were soaked in water. Ru Liuli, with her small mouth tightly pursed, looked at her aggrievedly. Ning Zimu resisted the urge to go over to coax her, turned his back to her, and kept his back straight.

The next day, the team set off, and the Su family escorted them all the way to the city gate. Su Muhan was still wearing silver-white armor, a cloak of fiery red thorns, black hair like ink, and handsome facial features like a woman's, but his eyebrows and eyes inadvertently carried the bloody rain of killing. Su Taishou led all the officials to bid farewell, bowed generously in front of Yu Ren, and said,

"Su Zhinian led the Suzhou officials to send the imperial concubine and empress Fengjia, and the dog escorted the empress all the way to Yangzhou to pay homage to the spirit of the general of the town, and to express the condolences of the Su family",

Ning Zimu smiled slightly, nodded in thanks, Su Muhan bid farewell to his father, got on his horse, held a silver gun in his hand, and slammed on the ground. !!", everyone listened to the order, and the team slowly started.

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Inside the Yuren, Ning Zimu sat alone on one side, and Qing Sheng hid in Xin Yun's carriage. If she didn't want to, Ning Zimu couldn't force her to come, so she stayed alone in the Yuren, and Yin Teeth are grinding.When they arrived at the post station, the team stopped to rest and recuperate. Qing Sheng followed Xin Yun out of the car, his black eyes rolling around, looking at the gold-encrusted jade leg in the middle from time to time.

It happened that Ning Zimu opened the bead curtain, looked out, and saw Qing Sheng sneaking, two eyes looked over, staring at Qing Sheng hotly, Qing Sheng just raised his eyes, when he looked over, he saw Tan Ning Zimu, who was in his early years, was startled, shrank his head, hid behind Xin Yun, glanced at her secretly, pretending to ignore her, Ning Zimu looked back viciously, Qing Sheng took another look , full of grievances, the eyes of the two swept back and forth across the air.

Suddenly, Su Muhan approached Yuren, and saw Ning Zimu's vicious face before he could take it back, his expression changed, his handsome face twisted strangely, Ning Zimu turned his head, turned around, as if he was A dignified and dignified appearance.

"Imperial concubine, I brought some high-quality Longjing and some Suzhou snacks. I think the empress will like it." Su Muhan stood outside the jade bin with a food box, and said,

"General Su has a heart." Ning Zimu smiled warmly, and his eyes were curved, like peach blossoms in full bloom in March. Su Muhan was stunned for a while, and the corners of his mouth twitched, and finally rose. The man is handsome, and the woman is beautiful, just like A scene of blooming flowers in spring is fascinating.

"There's General Laosu", Xin Yun said his thanks softly when he saw it, and reached out to take the food box, Su Muhan finally came back to his senses, his face with picturesque eyebrows was slightly hot, and he suppressed the affection in his eyes , Hastily handed over the food box, turned around and left.

Xin Yun got on Yu Ren, knelt down and made tea, took out pastries, Qing Sheng also got on Yu Ren angrily, and sat in the corner.

"Okay, let's go down." Seeing that Xin Yun was serving her well, Ning Zimu waved her hand to let her back down. Xin Yun glanced at Qing Sheng who was hiding in the corner, and then at Ning Zimu, seeing her nodding her head. , and then retreated.

"Stop making trouble, just eat," Ning Zimu said lightly, but the blue back was as steady as Mount Tai, huh?I can't even be moved by the food, this anger is still playing for real.

"I've already punished her, what else does Qingsheng want?" Ning Zimu's tone slowed down, his eyeballs rolled in the shadow of the corner, slowly crawled out, lay at her feet, raised his face, Leaning closer to her, he asked earnestly,

"Mu Mu, do you think I'm a fool?" The tone was timid, making people feel sore, piercing the softest part of Ning Zimu's heart,

"My Qingsheng is the best in the world." Ning Zimu looked down at her, rubbing her small face with his right hand, with cold eyebrows and eyes, tender and gentle,

"Is it better than the white dress just now?" Qing Sheng asked seriously, seeing Ning Zimu nodding, his face lit up with joy,

"Then why did you smile so nicely at him just now? Is it because Ah Qing ignores you and you treat others well?"

She pursed her mouth and muttered grievously. She knew that Ning Zimu doted on her, but she was only angry for a while. Ning Zimu changed to someone else so soon. She was so dissatisfied that she forgot to be angry. Hurry up to Yuren, and the competition for favor is coming.

Ning Zimu smiled, holding Qingsheng's small face in both hands, and approached her with a big smile on his face, his eyebrows were like a moon, and the tails of his eyes were like swans, like a summer sunflower that had drunk enough sunshine, Do your best to bloom.Only then did Qing Sheng show a smile, and the tip of their noses touched, and they giggled silly.

"I found something strange," Qing Sheng opened the bead curtain and observed for a long time, then turned around and said to Ning Zimu mysteriously,

"Oh?" Ning Zimu's eyes still stayed on the scroll, but he just raised his eyebrows,

"That Su Baiyi, when he passed by, the men saw him, their faces were very white, and the women saw him, their faces were all red." Qing Sheng couldn't remember Su Muhan's name, seeing that he was always dressed in white, he called him Su Baiyi ,

"Does Mu Mu know why?" Qing Sheng squatted on the ground, looked up at Ning Zimu, grabbed the corner of her clothes, and pulled her back and forth.

"Those guards are afraid of him, so they turn pale, and those women yearn for him, so their faces turn red." Ning Zimu put down the scroll, and put his hands on Qingsheng's bun On, squeezed, and then rubbed the broken hair on her forehead,

"Then Mu Mu smiled at him, did he like it or didn't like it?" Qing Sheng pretended to ask casually, his eyes were still showing a little nervousness,

"A blush is admiration, a smile is not counted." Ning Zimu lingered on the bulging hillock,

"Then Mu Mu has someone he likes?" Qing Sheng was overjoyed when he heard this, grabbed the hand that was messing with her hair, raised his face, and approached Ning Zi Mu, his eyes were wide open, his lips were slightly parted, The breath sprayed on her face, the familiar clear grassy fragrance.

Ning Zimu was at a loss for words for a moment, but the name that appeared in his heart was floating on his lips, and he couldn't even utter a joke. He blushed and crawled up his cheeks, staring blankly at the little man in front of him,

"Hey, Mu Mu blushed when she saw me, so, do you like me?" Qing Sheng had a sudden realization, and smiled proudly, leaning close to her, looking around, sizing up her reddish skin, eyes Glittering, pink lips, stained with water, appear crystal clear,

Ning Zimu's eyes focused on those slightly parted lips, opening and closing, as if silently inviting, his eyes sank, his hands went around the hair bun, supported Qing Sheng's back neck, bowed his head, and imprinted on those lips. On top of it, the familiar clear fragrance of grass brushed over every inch of skin on her body, lingering to death, and the fragrance of tea in her lips was mixed with a faint fragrance of milk, thinking that Qing Sheng drank milk secretly, she thought inappropriately.

Ning Zimu lingered on those soft and sweet lips, feeling faintly that something was wrong, opened his eyes slightly, and saw that Qing Sheng's whole body was stiff, and the eyes that were close at hand were as big as copper bells, Ning Zimu subconsciously pushed her away, With a light cough, pretending to be calm, he looked to one side, leaving a stunning profile.

The stunned Qingsheng kept the previous posture, motionless, rolled his eyes, and glanced at her secretly, a little confused and a little scared, staring at her with a bitter face, just when Ning Zimu was stared at. When the hair is about to explode,

"Just now my heart didn't jump for a moment, will I die?" Qing Sheng cried with a sad face,

"It was happy for a while, and forgot to jump," the fox Ning Zimu said solemnly, Qing Sheng looked down to check, and muttered, "It seemed a little happy just now, happier than eating roast chicken", Ning Zimu's mouth was ruthless. slapped hard,

Only then did Qing Sheng feel relieved, looked around as if nothing had happened, suddenly twisted a few times, his shoulders swung, and the corners of his clothes were deformed, and then he said,

"Last time I ate your mouth, this time you ate mine, it's even. Next time you eat my mouth, I will eat it back",

Ning Zimu was shaken all over, barely supporting the corner of the couch, turned around, looked at Qing Sheng with a contorted expression, and saw the seriousness, determination and fearlessness of that person's face.

☆, Yangzhou

Familiar scenery, passing by one by one, the gate of Yangzhou city is close at hand, and old memories come to my mind.After seven years of not returning home, Ning Zimu's eyes turned red when he came back to worship his father. Even after these days, the sadness has faded, but the feeling of being close to home is timid, and the melancholy comes back to his heart.

The simple and vigorous plaque of the Ning Mansion jumped into the eyes, it was written by Ling Qishan himself, with white curtains hanging, banners and flags strung everywhere, and paper money with round square holes sprinkled on the ground.

In front of the gate, the stone lions are lying down, and the guards in the mansion stand upright, standing on both sides, standing majestically.Ning Yuanwu, the second elder brother of the Ning family, and Ning Yuanzhi, the third elder brother, were dressed in cut-off clothes made of the thickest raw linen, with the edges exposed at the ends. Welcome in front of the house.

The eyes are full of sadness and whiteness, which makes Ning Zimu's eyes turn red. She is dressed in plain clothes, and her blue hair is tied up with white jade hairpins. The faint sound of mourning and music coming from the house makes her feet go soft when she walks down the jade leg, and she almost falls down. , Su Muhan who was beside him leaped forward, raised his hand to let her support him, and only let her go after she stabilized her figure.

Ning Zimu forced a smile, and the sadness in his eyes was so intense that it caused Su Muhan's eyes to hurt sharply, and he said softly, "My mother's day is sad", Ning Zimu nodded slightly, and walked straight to Ning Yuanzhi.

"I have seen the imperial concubine, the empress is in good health", Ning Yuanwu and Ning Yuanzhi knelt down to salute, and all the people kowtowed to the ground,

"Second brother and third brother don't need to be too polite." Ning Zimu helped Ning Yuanwu and Ning Yuanzhi, seeing that the two looked haggard.

In the war in Mobei, the elder brother Ning Yuanwei was stationed at Yanshan Pass and could not return. The second and third elder brothers escorted his father back from Mobei all the way to prepare for the funeral.They must have been exhausted from traveling all the way, but the faces of the two were still excited, and the love in their eyes as always, and the warmth of their family, made Ning Zimu feel a lot more at ease, and took his two brothers slowly to the Ning Mansion .

Yangzhou also has a royal courtyard, but Ning Zimu wanted to live in Ning's house, so he kept the maid in Ning's house and sent the rest to stay in the other courtyard.With Ning Yuanwu and Ning Yuanzhi all the way to escort Ning Qishan, there are also soldiers of the Black Tiger Army, so Ning Mansion is safe.

Ning Yuanzhi asked his servants to clean up the room where Ning Zimu used to live, and asked her to rest and prepare mourning clothes during the journey.Ning Zimu washed and changed his clothes, combed a mourning bun, and wore mourning clothes, with a long filial belt around a wide hoop, knotted behind his head, and his back drooping.

There are five types of mourning clothes. According to the etiquette and formal clothes, they are divided into chopping 禱, qi 禱, great merit, small merit, and flax. The heirs of the Ning family who are seriously mourned wear the mourning clothes of chopping 禱, and the married daughter wears the mourning clothes of great merit. They are made of coarse linen. The clothes are divided into pieces, the edges are neatly sewn, and they are draped over Ning Zimu's chest.

The mourning hall was holding rituals, singing mourning music, burning incense, and chanting sutras. Ning Zimu was worried that Qingsheng was afraid, so he asked Xin Yun to take good care of Qingsheng and not let her wander around in the mansion.

In the mourning hall, there are three mourning banners inserted one by one on the outside, the outermost banner is three feet six high, and it is a falling horse banner.Closer to the ceremony banner, when you see the banner, remove the ornaments on your body, comb your hair and wear filial piety, and finally a very small weeping banner with a height of seven feet, so that the drum music at the door will inform the filial piety guards to come and salute.

In the mourning hall, there are elegiac couplets hanging, a shaft of sacrificial banners, and the inscription "Return to Yaochi".

Buddhism was prevalent in the Zhou Dynasty, and it was believed that the soul generally could not be reincarnated immediately, and the undead who had not been reincarnated were not ghosts, but a kind of body in the process of reincarnation after death, waiting for the maturity of reincarnation.Therefore, during the seven periods after a person dies, it is necessary to invite monks to do some Buddhist work, so that the deceased can be reborn in a better place.

In the funeral custom, it is believed that people know that they are dead seven days after death, so they hold "doing seven", and there is a sacrifice every seven days. The coffin was buried after the seventh day.

At the same time as the Seventh Festival, condolences must be carried out. A table is placed in front of the funeral, and white table clothes are hung. On the table are offerings, incense burners, wax tables, and long-burning lamps. , can't let it go out.This lamp is the soul of the dead.

In the Zhou Dynasty, married daughters were not allowed to participate in the funeral of their deceased father, ancestors, coffin, and burial, but could only worship and keep the spirit.

The three brothers of the Ning family, Ning Yuan is both wise and brave, Ning Yuan Wu is brave and good at fighting, and Ning Yuan's strategy is outstanding. Mr. Ning named his son after Wei, Wu, Zhi, and teacher. As a result, the fourth son gave birth to a daughter, named Ning Zimu. Drown deep.The three older brothers are also obedient to the only younger sister, but the eldest and second child hang out in the army all year round, with big thoughts, but only the third child Ning Yuan is as careful as dust.

Ning Yuanzhi felt sorry for Ning Zimu who was tired from the journey, so he let her go to rest first. Ning Zimu refused to follow, and kept watching in the mourning hall, crying. The hall was full of chanting, wooden fish and weeping, and guests came from time to time Ning Yuanwu and Ning Yuanzhi thanked Ning Zimu for the condolences, and they also blocked some officials who wanted to get close to the imperial concubine for Ning Zimu.

In the lobby, white curtains hung, and in the hall was a pitch-black, high-quality black gold coffin, which kept the body from decaying for three months. On one side were the Qinglongjia and Qinglonghalberd, which had accompanied Ningqishan in battle for several years. Purple-black blood was soaked in it, desolate and heavy.

"Mu'er, Daddy will teach you how to hold a halberd today", "Daddy, I want to dance with a whip, not a long halberd", Ning Zimu gently stroked the green dragon halberd with his fingers, the light was as cold as the moon, and tears continued.

The music and drums sounded, and the condolence guests arrived. Su Muhan was dressed in white clothes like snow, with a mournful expression, and walked slowly into the mourning hall, with a clear and clear voice, shaking like gold and jade,

"Su Muhan, the eldest son of Su, was ordered by his father to send General Zhen Guo a good journey." After finishing speaking, he took out a gold-encrusted dagger from his arms and used the blade to cut his forehead, like a beautiful jade forehead. Tears are combined, and the forehead is the most heroic in the funeral ceremony, which is called "sending blood and tears".

"Brother Su sent you off with the foreheads of his relatives and friends. This kind of affection is beyond my heart." Ning Yuanwu clasped his fists and said in a sincere tone,

"The Ningsu family have known each other for several years. They have known each other since they were young. My father admires General Ning even more, so he specially sent Mu Han to see him off. This is Mu Han's great honor." Su Muhan cupped his hands in return, tears dripping down his clothes, On the ground, bright red petals are blooming, and the handsome face is like a thorn flower on a bloody battlefield, enchanting and seductive.

"General Su, just wipe it off." Xin Yun looked a little absent-minded, moved up lotus steps, took the silk from her bosom, and handed it over, her face flushed slightly, Su Muhan waved her hand, and wiped it off on her own , walked behind Ning Zimu who was kneeling in the mourning hall, and stood aside.

On the seventh day of the funeral, Ning Yuanwu and Ning Yuanzhi led the men from the Ning family to escort the coffin to the mausoleum for burial, where they were buried with Ning's mother.Ning Zimu stayed there for seven days, and even knelt all night before the funeral. Her face was pale, heartbroken, and she almost fainted. Xin Yun helped her back to her room to rest.

When Ning Zimu Youyou woke up, she saw a bulging hill lying on the head of the bed. She stretched out her hand and squeezed it. With her around, she always feels at ease.Xiao Shanbao moved, Qing Sheng raised his head, seeing that she woke up, his face was happy, he sat on the edge of the bed, kicking his feet in the air,

"Mu Mu, you're awake." Ning Zimu was wearing a moon-white tunic, with loose black hair like a waterfall, black eyes with cold stars, red and swollen eyes, and a rare and pitiful posture, "Why are your eyes red?" Sheng's small face moved closer, and he rubbed the corners of her eyes with his fingers.

"Don't cry, don't cry." She imitated how Yu Yuexi treated her before, and whispered to Ning Zimu.

Ning Zimu closed her eyes, felt the warm fingers, stroked the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, and couldn't help but think of when her father coaxed her to sleep, she felt uncomfortable. A teardrop slipped from the corner of her eyes and wet the pillow towel. She quickly turned her head inward. How could Ning Zimu, who is arrogant and strong, cry in front of her to hide his fragile appearance?

Fingers brushed the teardrops from the corners of the eyes from the tip of the brows, Qing Sheng lowered his head, kissed the pearls that kept falling, and licked his tongue, it was bitter and not tasty.

She was about to get up, but Ning Zimu stretched his hands around her back, and pressed her hard against him. Qing Sheng didn't support her, and lay down on her body, burying his head in the pillow,

"Will you be crushing you, Mu Mu?" Qing Sheng's muffled voice came from the pillow, "In this way, just stay with me", Ning Zimu whispered in her ear, closing his eyes , The clear grass fragrance makes the sadness a little bit lighter.

Seven days later, Ning Yuanwu and Ning Yuanzhi returned from their burials. No. 40, on the ninth day, is "Broken Seven". Relatives and friends from all walks of life came, and the monks performed another ritual to "keep peace", this time praying for the living After the seventh day, the period of filial piety is out. After chanting sutras and worshiping repentance, they take off their mourning clothes and put on ordinary clothes.

Su Muhan came to bid farewell, but on his handsome face, which was bathed in blood but did not leave a single scar, bloodstains suddenly appeared on his forehead. The wound was deep and ferocious, adding a bit of charm and arrogance, but looking at Ning Zimu's expression , as always gentle and affectionate.

"I have bid farewell to brother Ning, before I leave, I want to see you," Su Muhan said lightly,

Ning Zimu changed into a plain white dress, no makeup, only a white jasmine hairpin, her skin was fair and transparent, and her expression was weak, don't add some lovable weakness, Su Muhan couldn't bear it, she felt pity ,

"Brother Mu Han has worked hard these past few days, and has been running around for my father." She even spoke softly, without even the slightest bit of anger.

"Mu'er", Su Muhan was so distressed that he stretched out his hand, wanting to embrace her like before, to protect her, but suddenly froze in the air, and took it back.

Touching the emperor's woman is a death penalty. It seems that there is a sharp knife stirring in his heart. He hates the person who brought him the highest honor and took away the love of his life. The expression on his face changed, mixed with pain, despair, and sadness.

Ning Zimu looked at him quietly. He didn't know how he was when he was young, but now he doesn't understand his deep affection, but there is no possibility for the two of them.

"There are thousands of women in the world, why do you insist on not regretting it?" Ning Zimu said, she stood up, unwilling to stay any longer,

"Weak water is three thousand, I only have one Mu'er, how can I stay with her for the rest of my life..." Su Muhan also stood up with her, looking at her with deep affection and no regrets,

"But it's impossible for you and me. If we say that again, we won't be able to see each other again." Ning Zimu's soft tone was slightly angry.

"Mu'er doesn't want to hear it, so I don't want to say anything. I just came here to see you for the last time, and I have no other intentions." Su Muhan, who knows her well, would not know her emotions. His tone was almost pleading, and he stopped saying what she didn't want to say. After listening to the words, Ning Zimu calmed down, nodded slightly, and walked away with lotus steps.

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"The empress has arrived in Yangzhou", Ning Yuanzhi walked to the courtyard where Ning Zimu was resting, and said lightly, Ning Zimu raised his brows, and his pale face showed an expression of disbelief.

"I sent someone to deliver the letter. I have arrived at the gate of Yangzhou City. I will arrive at Ningfu in a while. The second elder brother will go to meet you first." The family and the Ning family, one civil and one military, have always been at odds in the palace, when did you have such a good relationship with the empress?"

Ning Zimu snorted coldly, she knew in her heart why Duan came here, the originally weak and haggard person suddenly showed awe-inspiring fighting spirit at this moment.

Gold, red, and black phoenix flags, phoenix fans, and golden phoenix chariots were parked in Ningfu. Ordinary people poured into the streets and alleys, vying to see them. In front of them, there were noble concubines and empresses. , It's really a pity in my life, all the people in the city came out for a while, knelt and kowtowed, shouting loudly.

"Su...Quiet..." With a loud shout, the whole city was quiet, not even daring to make a sound,

Duan Ruohua wore a bright yellow eight-treasure phoenix robe, inlaid with beads and a high bun, and her face was gloomy. After several days of rushing, her cold face seemed tired. She walked down the phoenix chariot slowly, straightened her back, and went straight into Ning Mansion, "The empress is a thousand years old, a thousand years old", everyone in the Ning family knelt down to pay their respects.

"Get up, I know that General Ning will drive first, and I'm here to pay homage, to show my heart." Duan Ruohua spoke slowly, his eyes swept over Ning Zimu below, his face sank, and his whole body was icy cold , making people tremble all over.Ning Zimu just raised his eyes, and seeing her cold expression, his fighting spirit suddenly rose, and he glanced at her provocatively, his eyes flickering with fire.

"The empress is kind, and Yuanzhi is taking care of my father and the Ning family to thank the empress." Ning Yuan kowtowed and said, Ning Yuanwu is a big boss, Ning Zimu only stares at his eyes, and he is the only one who takes care of these etiquettes.

"Yun Qing, put him in the Qingyang Pavilion of the Royal Courtyard, and I will live in the Ning family. I will talk to the concubine and sister. I think there is a room?" Duan Ruohua said calmly,

"The Ning family is very honored. Chen Qinggui hastened to clean up the best guest rooms." The queen came to Ning Mansion to worship and live in Ning Mansion. This kind of honor made Ning Yuanwu, who is obsessed with nerves, very excited. Immediately agreed, and ordered the servants to clean up the house, completely ignoring Ning Zimu's rejection eyes and Ning Yuanzhi's thoughtful eyes.

Duan Ruohua was as cold as before, and ordered Yun Qing to arrange for his servants, and he went to Ningqi Mountain to burn three sticks of incense in front of the spirit tablet, and bowed three times. Seeing that she was sincere, Ning Zimu relaxed a little.

Duan Ruohua sat down in the lobby, Ning Zimu sat next to her, ordered someone to serve tea, snorted coldly, and whispered, "You follow closely, leaving the palace without permission is not a small crime",

"I have already reported to the queen mother, and I have been promised to go to Longshan to recuperate. I will leave in a few days, and Qingsheng will go with me." Duan Ruohua took a sip of tea. The fragrance of this Yangzhou green tea is pleasant, light Said, but in his tone there was an undeniable toughness and faint anger,

"Want to take Qingsheng away? Don't think about it, you are not afraid that my sister will go to the queen mother and tell the emperor." Ning Zimu raised his eyebrows, and his brows were raised with a fighting spirit. Those who dared to snatch her, completely forgot that they were the ones who took the blame first and took her away. Qingsheng's.

"It seems that you completely forgot about the last time you were grounded. You can't beat me, and you are the only one who suffers. More importantly, you are afraid that Qingsheng will blame you, and you don't want her to have an accident." Duan Ruohua is cold His face revealed the wisdom of insight into everything, which made Ning Zimu unable to speak out to refute her in a moment of panic.

"Ning Zimu, after returning to the palace this time, I will plead guilty and be demoted to Changning Palace. I will give you the position of empress, and I only want her." Mu couldn't help being stunned.

Both of them knew each other's feelings for Qingsheng, but one was the empress and the other was the noble concubine. They were at the height of power in the harem, and any careless omission could bring disasters to the whole family.Unlike Duan Ruohua who fell in love with Qingsheng when he was thrown into the cold palace, Ning Zimu maintained her status as a noble concubine even if she was grounded. She has always carefully controlled her relationship with Qingsheng.

To Ning Zimu, Qingsheng is a pet and an appendage. With her, she will be happier and more contented, but without her, it is like losing a pet. She may be sad for a few days, but she will not do it for the pet. And lose everything she owns that everyone in the world covets, and Qingsheng has penetrated into Duan Ruohua's blood, and has penetrated into her blood. Losing Qingsheng, she will go crazy and die.

"Qingsheng has her wish, and if one day she thinks about it, she will still leave you." Ning Zimu, who is aggressive, would not give in even if it was a pet, not to mention the feeling of reluctance in his heart. so strong,

Hearing this, Duan Ruohua trembled slightly with the hand holding the teacup, she slowly put down the cup, stared fixedly at her, and remained silent.Yes, she always competed with Ning Zimu, but she forgot that if one day, Qing Sheng regained her memory, she did not choose herself at that time.

At night, Duan Ruohua asked Yun Qing to find Xin Yun, and Qingsheng came after him, "Duanduan, you are here too", a blue figure rushed into the room and plunged into Duan Ruohua's arms.

The softness in his arms made Duan Ruohua smile slightly on his cold face, "I'm here, by your side.

"Well, let's see you." Duan Ruohua patted her head, Xin Yun combed her hair with double rings, and the broken strands fell on her forehead.

Seeing her coming, Qingsheng was very happy, so he told her all the good things and interesting things that he had eaten on the way, and also told about Su Xin bullying her, his mouth seemed to be tied to a wine bottle, and he muttered Lao Gao said that Ning Zimu would be cruel to her for a while, and be nice to her for a while, and he kept talking for most of the night.

Duan Ruohua was a little dazed when he heard that, and finally squeezed her little face, and said, "Qingsheng, can you follow me to find Longshan in a few days? Go to the Yangxin Palace on the mountain to stay for a while."

"Okay", Qingsheng leaned in her arms, and replied, she was suffocated in the palace, she finally came out, and Xunlongshan, it sounds like a very interesting place, at the end I thought about it again , and asked,

"Then Mu Mu... will go too?" However, after more than a month of getting along, she has already become very dependent on Ning Zimu. Duan Ruohua frowned slightly, knowing that she is still a little bit childish, but she still felt a little nervous Bitter, said lightly,

"Well, she should go too." According to Ning Zimu's personality, it's no wonder she won't go.

"Okay, then