Twenty dark men in black, riding tall pure black horses, surrounded by front and back, left and right, protected a carriage in the center, galloping on the official road, very eye-catching, everyone could not help but guess what was in the carriage big man.
Murong Shuqing sat in the carriage, the bamboo curtain was lowered by her, blocking the curious peeping eyes from outside. After Mo Can joined them, Wei Na got off the carriage and rode with him behind the convoy. She is alone in the carriage now. Murong Shuqing leaned lazily by the window and sighed, she has always kept a low profile, this is the first time in such a battle. Yan Yu and Cang Su said that they would send her back to the capital without any loss. The two of them were very serious. Murong Shuqing felt that it would be better not to challenge their nerves for the time being.
After walking for two days, I finally saw the city gate of the capital in the evening. The carriage did not enter the city, but stopped beside the city gate. Murong Shuqing was puzzled when a slightly hoarse voice came from outside the door curtain. , "Qing'er."
It's him. Murong Shuqing gently opened the curtain, and sure enough, outside the car was Xuanyuan Yi's slightly haggard but still resolute face. The two of them looked at each other like this, but Murong Shuqing smiled, because those deep, sea-like eyes were full of hers. From his eyes, she finally saw something called love, or she should thank Hong Ming for robbing her and letting her see her whole self in those always vast eyes.
Xuanyuan Yi took a step forward, supported Murong Shuqing's hand, and took her out of the carriage. Before she could stand firm, Murong Shuqing was already taken into a warm and generous embrace.
Xuanyuan Yi buried his face in the hair between Murong Shuqing's neck and hugged her tightly. He needed to rely on her warm body temperature and the fragrance of her hair to prove to himself that she really returned to his arms. in. The moment he heard her news, how much he wished to rush to her side to save her, but he knew even more that he had to be fully prepared to meet her. These two days have been a long ordeal for him.
It was a little painful to be held, but Murong Shuqing still smiled and listened to Xuanyuan Yi whispering in her ear, "Three days, three days later, we will get married immediately." The warm and happy feeling made her a little drunk, but The curious snickers of the people entering and leaving the city gate still made Murong Shuqing break free from Xuanyuan Yi's embrace. The common people may not know her Murong Shuqing, but they must know the famous general of the township. Tomorrow, all kinds of jokes in the city will be circulated for a while.
Although getting married after three days seems to be in a hurry, Murong Shuqing nodded firmly and replied, "Okay."
"Shu Qing." Mo Can's cold voice came from behind him. Murong Shuqing turned around and walked in front of him. When he said "a soul that is not fettered and longs for freedom", she should not be left behind. It's a "confidant" who died together.
Mo Can raised the corner of his mouth slightly, although it was only a faint smile, but for him, it was already rare. Mo Can's cold voice sounded calm and desolate. He glanced at Xuanyuan Yi and said in a low voice, "I won't attend your wedding. I wish you all the best of luck." Obviously, he didn't often say such blessings, bluntly and bluntly. awkward.
Murong Shuqing can make him stable and calm, maybe that's why she has always attracted him. It's just that he is a person who doesn't know how to love. He doesn't know how to love himself, let alone others. Therefore, Murong Shuqing still doesn't belong to him. For him, wandering and loneliness should be his inseparable friend.
Just when Mo Can turned to leave, Murong Shuqing asked, "Are you going to find Chu Yin?"
"Well, there are some things I want to ask clearly." In the past two months, he suddenly discovered something that made him want to know, who is the woman who gave him life
Thinking of the pair of Yu Linglong, Murong Shuqing asked, "Is he still in Shuangtian Courtyard? I have something to return to him."
Mo Can nodded, looked at Murong Shuqing again, left a "farewell", and strode away.
Wei Na suddenly changed direction following Mo Can's footsteps. She ran to Xuanyuan Yi and looked him up and down with impunity. Is this the man who made Murong Shuqing's heart move? She's not bad looking, but she prefers Mo Can's cool face, and her imposing manner is quite awe-inspiring, but it's Mo Can's cold arrogance that makes her heart beat faster. After the identification, Wei Na smiled a little weirdly and said, "This man is very worthy of you. I wish you a good relationship for a hundred years. Farewell."
Murong Shuqing shook his head amusingly, this woman is really shameless. The moment Wei Na flew on the horse, Murong Shuqing suddenly shouted, "Weina."
Wei Na looked back suspiciously, only to see Murong Shuqing smiling slyly at her and saying, "Remember what you said yourself."
Wei Na smiled generously and said, "No problem." After that, she rode her horse and followed Mo Can.
It must be a blessing to have such a passionate, frank and sincere woman in love with Mo Can. His back, who was far away from loneliness, became vivid because of the bright red that followed closely behind, Wei Na, I hope you can bring him a different tomorrow.
Yan Yu and Xuanyuan Yi didn't understand the meaning of what the two little girls said, and they both looked at Cang Su's smiling face for no reason. What about their "distressed" conversation
Murong Shuqing turned around and saw Cang Su's smiling face, raised his eyebrows slightly, walked slowly to him, patted his shoulder hard, and said in a low voice, "You also want to try this kind of fun. live?"
Seeing Cang Su's face that instantly collapsed, Murong Shuqing got on the carriage in a good mood and said with a smile, "Let's go."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xuanyuan Yi's tall figure also squeezed into the carriage. Fortunately, the carriage was big enough that Xuanyuan Yi's entry did not make the carriage appear crowded. Xuanyuan Yi embraced Murong Shuqing in his arms, and gently stroked her soft hair.
Murong Shuqing leaned against Xuanyuan Yi and asked, "Where is Lu Yi?" Although he knew that Lu Yi was not dead, but he didn't see her today, Murong Shuqing was still very worried about her.
"Go back to Qi's house and wait for your news." Originally, she wanted to send her back to Murong's house, but she refused to die, so she just followed them, until she had news of Qing'er, she promised to go back to Qi's house and wait for her.
She was fine, Murong Shuqing let out a long sigh of relief. He said, "Now, go back to Qi's house." I don't know if Lu Yi helped her bring Yu Linglong back, but fortunately, she didn't take them with her at that time, otherwise Wuming would have taken them away.
Xuanyuan Yi frowned, held Murong Shuqing's hand, and asked disapprovingly, "Do you want to live in Qi's house?" He originally planned to take her directly back to the General's Mansion, after all, this is Xuan Tiancheng's capital, and he will never again Don't worry she's alone.
Murong Shuqing sat up slowly, looked into Xuanyuan Yi's eyes, and said lazily, "Otherwise you think that a lady from a family should live at her husband's house before going to the church, or do you want to save even the wedding? I don't mind." This is better, the marriage customs in this era are more troublesome than in modern times, it's better to save it, she has less toss.
Xuanyuan Yi held Murong Shuqing's shoulder and said word by word, "I mind." How could she be so "indiscriminate" even about her own marriage
Murong Shuqing shrugged nonchalantly, with a "whatever you say, do it" expression, making Xuanyuan Yi helplessly bow his head, leaning on Murong Shuqing's shoulder and sighing, his frustrated look pleases Murong Shuqing , she couldn't help laughing lowly. Xuanyuan Yi suddenly raised his head, holding Murong Shuqing's face in both hands, the two noses were pressed against each other, their breathing seemed to be blending together, a little turbid, more deeply ambiguous, as if breathing a little bit. Push harder and your lips can touch.
Fortunately, Yan Yu's voice came from outside the window at the right time, saying, "Master, here we are."
Xuanyuan Yi sighed, when Murong Shuqing thought he would let go of him, Xuanyuan Yi leaned over and gave her a deep kiss. The warm and domineering atmosphere made Murong Shuqing a little drunk, Xuanyuan Yi patted Murong Shuqing's face lightly, and said with a smile, "Have a good rest, I'll come to you tomorrow." Then he stepped out of the carriage.
Xuanyuan Yi looked at the carriage again, with Yan Yu and Cang Su, and twenty dark men guarding her, she should be safe. In three days, he will give her a perfect wedding. Xuanyuan Yi clamped the horse's belly, and the battle spirit ran away.
Murong Shuqing waited for the sound of the horses' hooves to go away and his breath calmed down before he opened the curtain.
As soon as Lu Yi saw Murong Shuqing's figure, she immediately went up to meet her, pulling her sleeves. Tears were pouring down one by one in her big smart eyes. She didn't say a word, her small mouth was slightly shriveled, for fear that when she opened her mouth, she would start crying.
Murong Shuqing, who was most afraid of her expression, quickly took her hand, so that she could feel her warmth, and comforted: "Lu Yi, don't cry, I'm fine, I'm fine."
The warmth of the palms comforted Lu Yi's worries and panic in the past month. Lu Yi nodded vigorously, buried her face in Murong Shuqing's arms, and couldn't hold back her tears anymore. She finally returned to the lady's side. .
Murong Shuqing sighed softly, she was only a sixteen or seventeen-year-old child, but she went through so many thrilling scenes of facing life and death with her, and caressing the faint pink scar on Lu Yi's neck, Murong Shuqing felt light. He asked softly, "Does it still hurt?"
Lu Yi raised her head from Murong Shuqing's arms, probably venting her fears and sorrows, her face was still dripping with tears, but the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, she replied stupidly: "It doesn't hurt anymore. "
Seeing how she was crying and smiling, Murong Shuqing shook her head with a light smile, and gently wiped away the tears on her face.
At this moment, a gentle female voice rang out from behind, "Miss."
Murong Shuqing turned around and saw a graceful and beautiful woman standing in front of him. Upon closer inspection, it was pure water. Now the dark red birthmark on her face has subsided a lot, and it has turned into a light pink, which is not obvious if you don't look carefully. The originally delicate and graceful purified water has added a self-confident brilliance, and its temperament has become even more outstanding. Murong Shuqing praised, "The purified water is much more beautiful." Chu Yin's medical skills were indeed superb.
Murong Shuqing's praise made Jingshui blushed a little embarrassedly. She is full of gratitude to Miss, if it wasn't for Miss, she wouldn't be where she is now.
Seeing her still simple but high-quality long dress, Murong Shuqing asked with a smile, "Are you ready to get married?" I hope Qi Rui's performance will not disappoint.
Jing Shui raised her head slightly in astonishment, looking into Murong Shu's clear eyes, she nodded lightly and replied, "Yes."
"That's great." Finally, there is a pair of lovers who can finally get married. Looking at the pure water with a flowery smile, Murong Shuqing suddenly thought of the promise of Chu Yin, and turned around and asked, "Lv Yi, those two pieces of jade that I have?"
"I brought it back to you, and now I put it in the house." These two pieces of Yu Linglong were so dear to her that they were like a baby. Of course, she remembered to keep them for her.
"Well." The hanging heart finally let go. If it really disappeared, she didn't know how to explain it to Chu Yin.
The three of them chatted in front of the Qi Mansion Gate, and they didn't seem to have any intention of going in. Yu Zhi, who had been waiting at the Mansion Gate, had to come over and bowed to Murong Shuqing, "Miss Shuqing, sir, please come to the study. go."
Grandpa had expected her to find her, but he didn't expect that he would be so impatient, "You guys go back to Pinecui Lodge and wait for me." After saying that, Xiang Yu Qian bowed back slightly, and said, "Please lead the way."
Yu Jian took Murong Shuqing to the courtyard gate of the study and left. The door of the study is still open, and on the small platform on the right, there are low tables and Go, as well as a pot of brewed tea. There was little change in the layout of the study, as if yesterday, she and grandfather were just drinking tea.
Qi Zhonglin was concentratingly writing something at the big desk, as if he was practicing calligraphy. Murong Shuqing walked over. On the table, the large rice paper took up almost half of the desk, and next to it, there was the inkstone that Murong Shuqing gave at the birthday banquet. Grandpa's words are written vigorously and vigorously, and can penetrate the back of the paper. They are calm and resolute, but also unrestrained and elegant. It is no wonder that people in the world say that Grandpa is not only a famous person of a generation, but also a calligraphy master, but his words are hard to find.
Murong Shuqing stood quietly by the side, admiring his grandfather's free brush strokes. It wasn't until the last word was neatly completed that Qi Zhonglin said with a smile, "I'm back."
"Um."
Qi Zhonglin left the desk, took the inkstone and washed it in the sink next to him. Murong Shuqing looked at his meticulous appearance and couldn't help laughing. Grandpa really liked this inkstone, and even cleaning it himself had to be done by himself.
Hearing Murong Shuqing's faint smile, Qi Zhonglin glanced at her, lowered his head and continued to clean the inkstone earnestly, but asked without hesitation, "Have the goal been achieved?"
She knew that he would definitely ask. Murong Shuqing walked to the short table and sat down, poured a cup of hot tea for Qi Zhonglin and himself, and replied ambiguously, "Half of it."
Qi Zhonglin put the washed inkstone on the edge of the window, and pretended to be puzzled: "Is this half what you did in Yan Rui, or what you did with Xuanyuan Yi?" He walked slowly to the opposite side of Murong Shuqing. Sitting down, Qi Zhonglin asked with an unfinished smile, "Or, there is another... Xuan Tiancheng?"