"Bai Jin embroidered with her own hands."
Miaomiao looked back at him, and her voice kept sending people out. This white hairband remained almost daily. Since she cherishes the hairband sent by her foster mother, it seems that there is a relationship between their mother and child. The relationship is not that bad.
"Sister Namu's mother, it's pretty good for you."
Mu Sheng refused, with a ridiculous color across his face, and knocked on the table with the demon handle: "How do you send your letter?"
Miao Miao carried the envelope into her arms: "I've heard about it a long time ago. There is an executive who is going to Jiangnan to take up his post. You can entrust his entourage to take him there. He set off today by boat in the southern suburbs."
She muttered, "The mountains are high and the rivers are far away ." It's so troublesome to send a letter." Carefully packed two snacks into the small package, and asked Mu Sheng with his eyes: "Hey, is that enough?" The
young man frowned and looked at her: "Ask me what to do?"
Ling Miaomiao Asked back: "You won't go with me?"
"Why should I go with you?" For a moment, a sneer flashed in her eyes, "Oh, Miss Ling is afraid to get lost?"
Miao Miao caught his ridicule, black and white. A smile flashed in Xingzi's eyes, neither denying nor retorting: "Yes."
She tied the parcel and tied it skillfully on her body, "Sister Mu said early in the morning, and we are divided into two groups to investigate the case. She and Brother Liu Having been busy for so many days, the two of us have been lying idle in the room, which is not so good."
Ling Miaomiao knew most of the plot, and the original letter sending section seemed unintentional, but it caused infinite turmoil afterwards. From this perspective, as an NPC, she is indispensable to promote the plot.
Mu Sheng squinted his eyes: "Do you want to drop by to investigate the case?"
Ling Miaomiao's face was sincere: "It's so hot outside. If we don't run, we have to run around with my sister. Can you bear it?"
Lu Jiu stayed for two in Liuyue Palace. In an hour, his back was completely drenched. On the way out of the palace, although the steps are still a bit vain, they are much easier than before.
He hung his head and let Mu Yao half of his body, but Mu Yao slowed down and deliberately walked side by side with him.
"I heard that Mr. Lu's Chenxiangju business is very prosperous. It is the only one in Chang'an."
Lu Jiu wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled humbly: "Where and where, a low-class businessman, barely making ends meet. "
Mu Yao looked back at his face. Lu Jiu was no weaker than the champion, and he was already a well-known incense master in Chang'an. A businessman who has come to this stage relies on being low-key, sleek, and even a little afraid of the times.
Mu Yao watched him for a long while before
speaking, her tone couldn't hear the joy or anger: "...Mr. Lu is right to protect yourself, but you must be worthy of your conscience." When she spoke, the pair of colored glaze pupils looked extraordinarily clear, and the corners of her eyes were clear. The moles of tears were cold and desolate. She looked so pure and pure that she could not be deceived or malicious.
Lu Jiu's footsteps stopped suddenly, his body trembled slightly, and he quickly lowered his voice: "Miss Mu, this matter is too complicated, I advise you not to check it anymore..." A
slight flicker flashed between Mu Yao's eyebrows. Uncheckable doubts, he calmly said: "What does Mr. Lu mean?"
Seeing Lu Jiu hesitating, Mu Yao subconsciously turned around to look for Liu Fuyi's figure, but saw him and Duanyang Emperor Ji who was dressed in Mingxia alongside him. Walking together, lagging far behind, can hardly see their faces.
She turned her head silently, and there was a hint of emotion in her voice: "Don't worry, we catch the demon and run for the welfare of the people all our lives. We are not even afraid of demons, and naturally we are not afraid of power."
Lu Jiu hesitated for a moment and sighed. He breathed: "The friends we have made with businessmen are three-in-one, and the news we know is so many and mixed..." He gritted his teeth and lowered his voice, "Mu Fangshi, you have been to the Royal Xingshan Temple, how do you feel about it?"
" Majestic and magnificent. "Mu Yao pondered for a moment, "but I have a little doubt...I don't know much about Feng Shui, but I remember that there is a mountain behind the main hall, Xingshan Temple is so close to the city, and there is a clearing around it. It seems something is wrong. ."
Lu Jiu shook his head and sighed: "You are right. In the temple's feng shui, you should set up the meridian direction and sit on the dead space line, so that you can jump out of the Three Realms and not be among the five elements. At the beginning of the construction of Xingshan Temple, the alchemists were very picky. I chose the most suitable place, which is next to the mountain."
"The reason why you find it strange is because...Taffles Zhao has been worshipping the Buddha for more than ten years. The Xingshan Temple ten years ago was not what you saw. That one."
Under the wooden window, the lush daylilies half covered the palace road, and the petite figure stood in the shadow of the zelkova tree.
"Pei Yun, just say what you know, there are still a lot of things in our family." The inner supervisor in the silk official gown was holding a whisk in his arms, looking left and right, looking anxiously at the girl's sullen face.
"...Di Ji seems to like that Liu Fangshi." Pei Yun pinched the food box in his hand, hesitation and worry under his long eyelashes.
"Then you..." The
two whispered, talking in a low voice, one left and the other left, and the figures disappeared at the ends of the fork in the road.
"Huh, sure enough..."
The window frame of Fengyang Palace is a scene frame, framing such a secret scene. The praying mantis catches the cicada, and the oriole is behind.
The wooden window was closed lightly, and the little palace ladies in the window looked at each other, their expressions flickering, "Sister Peiyu, it turns out that Sister Peiyun has really been in contact with people from other palaces..."
"Hush..." Pei Yu's childish face showed an angry look, "I will bear it all, one day I will grab her handle and hand her to Di Ji!" The
more you go to the southern suburbs, the magnificent ocher-colored cornices become sparser. There are patches of weeds on the plains, the grass blades are half a person high, and the plains are continuous fertile fields, and you can't see the end at a glance.
The dazzling sunlight shone on the lush trees, casting bright spots like copper coins on the ground.
Ling Miaomiao jumped off the horse following Musheng and quickly hid in the shade of the tree. His neck was scorching hot from the sun, and his body was hot.
Mu Sheng was black all over his body, his ponytail was tied high, and the tips of his hair swept behind his back. There was not even a drop of sweat on his face, which was against common sense of physics.
Ling Miaomiao leaned on the tree and drank half of the pot of water. It still leaked a lot, and the water flowed down the neck into the collar of the light purple upper skirt.
Ling Miaomiao is greedy for coolness, and the upper skirt is made of ice silk, looming through a thin bellyband belt around her neck. After being soaked in water, the band became more and more bright red, against the snow-white skin, and the collided color, like a thin little snake, pierced into people's hearts.
Mu Sheng
looked irritated : "Is your mouth a clepsydra?" The girl stopped suddenly and wiped her mouth: "I'm sorry..." The shame disappeared before the voice fell. After
looking at him for a long while, he wondered: "Why are you not hot at all?" Mu Sheng gave a sneer smile, didn't care about her at all, turned and left. Ling Miaomiao followed closely: "Drink some water?"
He hesitated for a while, turned around to take it, raised his head to drink water, and suddenly felt Miaomiao's focused gaze projected on his face, and his long eyelashes moved slightly with her. Eyes met: "What are you looking at me for?"
Ling Miaomiao's cheeks were flushed with heat, and his eyes were slightly narrowed, reflecting the fine light: "Learn how to drink water without leaking."
"..." Turn your back to drink water.
The letter has been sent, Mu Sheng is holding the horse in his left hand, and on the right is a half-dead Ling Miaomiao, who is still walking aimlessly towards the south. The scorching sun was heading, but for some reason, someone accompanied him, and the road went very peacefully.
"It's so hot..." The girl is most afraid of summer. Ling Miaomiao put his palm on his face and dragged a heavy pace on the tree trunk.
Mu Sheng's shadow fell under his boots, pursing his thin lips, walking freely under the scorching sun, and staring at Ling Miaomiao's figure.
He didn't understand how the girl next to him suddenly became like a dehydrated plant, lying in a limp, like being sucked up. Especially when she accidentally touched his clothes, she shrank to the side as if she had been bitten. He didn't control it at the moment, and pulled her over, his eyes sank: "What are you hiding?"
"You Can you touch yourself..." Ling Miaomiao cried her face, and the hand that attracted admiration touched the skirt of his chest. The black bunting had been hot from the sun.
Mu Sheng calmed his face, silently loosened the strap on his wrist, pulled the sleeve to the elbow, revealing the snow-white arm, and motioned her to touch again.
Miaomiao was taken aback by this action, she didn't dare to refute the black lotus face, she stretched out her hand and touched it carefully, her eyes widened immediately.
She exclaimed from the bottom of her heart: "Is it really ice muscles and bones?" In
this weather, who is cold and who is the uncle, she instinctively approached, the ice silk upper skirt gently rubbed his exposed skin, and the hot palm kept rubbing his arm. , The whole person posted up happily, with a faint fragrance.
The young
man 's senses suddenly became extremely sensitive, and he couldn't help but immediately put down his sleeves: "Can't Miss Ling be more reserved." If he is a cat, her hair will be bald at this moment. This person has an unusually thick face. She evaded him the first second, and then regarded him as a human-shaped ice block. She not only touched it, but seemed to be able to hold it anytime.
Ling Miaomiao retreated to the side with words and expressions, and mumbled: "Did Master Mu told me to touch it?"
"What?"
Ling Miaomiao waved his hand to a truce, and didn't even have the strength to argue with him. After walking two steps, I couldn't help but cautiously asked: "Mousheng, how long will we get there?"
"Here?" He sneered, "We didn't go back at all, we were heading south."
"What? !" Ling Miaomiao almost collapsed, turning his head and looking around, "Are you sure? I think it looks like all four sides."
The corners of the boy's mouth twitched, and ridicules under her feather eyelashes, floating in her ears, said: "When you go out, you are confused and dying in a foreign country. They often don't know the way."
Ling Miaomiao dared not say anything, his lips pursed. He squeezed again, his face blank and helpless: "...This wilderness, are we going back to Taicang?"
Mu Sheng also felt bored, turned around and patted the horse on the back, and said coldly, "Then go back. , Get on the horse."
"Admiration!"
He turned around and saw the breeze blowing her flimsy skirt and hair. She looked at the other end of the ridge from a distance, and pointed her finger at the gray shadow in the distance. Hidden in the wild grass in the garden: "Look at it..."
Suddenly a strong wind blows low and tall grass, and a ray of sunlight shines on the exposed cornice tiles, as if reflected by a lens, turning into a glare and piercing the eyes directly, stabbing beautifully. Miao instinctively dodged.
Beneath the cliffs of the flying eaves, a heavy chain winds upwards, the jade steps are gray and white, like withered bones in the grass, and a magnificent mirage appears out of thin air.
Ling Miaomiao looked back at Mu Sheng hesitantly: "We... have we walked back to Xingshan Temple again?"
TO BE CONTINUED......
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