After lunch, Xie Xuanchen woke up after sleeping for a while.
The time he has been sleeping is getting shorter and shorter recently, and he can stay awake for about four hours a day. After Xie Xuanchen woke up, Mu Mingtang tied him a cape and went for a walk in the garden with him.
Said to be a walk, in fact, now the vegetation is bleak and everything is withered, there is really nothing to see. The reason why Mu Mingtang takes Xie Xuanchen for a walk every day is actually because the meaning of exercise is greater than the appreciation of the scenery, and the meaning of speaking alone is greater than relaxation.
After all, Xie Xuanchen and Mu Mingtang were watched all day long, and only when they closed the door at night and went to sleep, and when they went out for a walk, they could have a little private space. Talking at night is not completely safe. Instead, it is better to go for a walk outside. The venue is open and no one can be hidden from sight. It is more suitable for whispering.
Mu Mingtang secretly noticed that the tail was falling far behind, so he lowered his voice, tried his best to pretend to be saying something commonplace, and asked: "This morning, the emperor sent a reward again, because we cheated Jiang Mingwei. You said that Take it?"
"Take it." Xie Xuanchen had expected it, and said, "He loves to promote his reputation, and especially likes to use my notoriety to set off his noble character. Anyway, it's not once or twice, just accept it with peace of mind."
"But didn't he deliberately discredit you by doing this?"
Xie Xuanchen was a little surprised that Mu Mingtang had such a big reaction. He looked at Mu Mingtang, and when he saw Mu Mingtang's angry look, he laughed: "It's okay."
After he finished speaking, he seemed to be afraid that Mu Mingtang would not believe him, and added: "The person who manages people's name has the right to control them. Humanity, righteousness, courtesy and letter are originally used by those in power to control those nerds. , I am afraid that fame is only used when marrying a wife. But now that you have a wife, fame doesn't matter."
Mu Mingtang seemed to understand what she didn't understand. She digested it for a while and asked quietly, "Then we accept it like this?"
"Well." Xie Xuanchen nodded, "Don't worry, I have everything."
This sentence was really reassuring, and Mu Mingtang felt relieved without knowing it. After she was relieved, she also thought about joking: "It's too much to think of us like this. Obviously we bullied people, and finally the parents of the other party gave generous gifts. It's too much."
"It can be a bit more extreme." Xie Xuanchen said, "Once everything starts, he has to do it. Since he has established this image of tolerance and generosity for himself, in order to combine words and deeds, he must continue to fill the holes. You can spend money. Buy what you like, no matter how much you spend, he will make it back in the end.”
"Really?" Mu Mingtang was surprised, there is such a good thing
Xie Xuanchen smiled lightly: "You might as well try."
Mu Mingtang widened his eyes and looked at Xie Xuanchen suspiciously: "Don't lie to me, I will take it seriously."
Xie Xuanchen was not very happy to hear these words: "You don't believe me? Even if there are no outsiders, I won't be able to support you."
"How could it be." Mu Mingtang quickly coaxed Xie Xuanchen back and said, "You are my savior, a hero of the world, and it is not bad for me to be reborn as a parent. Even if I don't believe in myself, I will believe in you. ."
Xie Xuanchen listened to the front and was very useful, and when he heard "rebirth parents", the eye knife flew out immediately: "What is the nonsense, what rebirth parents?"
Mu Mingtang choked and retorted: "But, that's what the drama says. I can't repay the kindness of saving my life, so I have to be a cow and a horse in my next life, with grass and a ring. I'm still good, reborn parents, After all, I can pay for it in this lifetime.”
"The drama you're watching is too old, isn't what's popular now is life-saving grace, such as promises with one's body?"
"The show you're watching is too old. It's a show that my parents hate."
The two of them didn't know why they started arguing about who was behind, attacked each other, and finally moved out of the games that were popular when they were young to prove that the other was too backward.
Mu Mingtang's hometown is in Xiangyang, and it is definitely not as fashionable as the capital, but he is better than Xie Xuanchen. It was a fatal injury that Xie Xuanchen was four years older than Mu Mingtang. In the end, Mu Mingtang, a young boy, was slightly better.
After winning, Mu Mingtang was very proud, she was satisfied, but seeing Xie Xuanchen's silent appearance, she was embarrassed to show her pride too obviously, so she changed the subject, pointed to the only color left on the roadside and asked, "Look, What kind of flower is that?"
Xie Xuanchen glanced at it and blurted out: "Da Honghua."
Mu Mingtang's prepared romantic feelings were blocked in her throat like this. She was startled for a moment, then turned her head and asked incredulously, "What did you say?"
Xie Xuanchen had to look carefully again, and then said, "That's right, it's big and red, isn't it a big red flower."
This answer was too strong, and Mu Mingtang didn't answer for a long time. After a while, she pointed to a tea plum in the distance and asked, "What about this one?"
Xie Xuanchen looked up, saw that it was also red, and said with reason: "Little Honghua."
Mu Mingtang was so angry that he had nothing to say. She was so angry that she almost laughed, and asked, "Then my name is Haitang, if I ask you to call it, wouldn't it be Mu Xiaofenhua?"
After Mu Mingtang finished speaking, he found that Xie Xuanchen was smiling, and he became more and more unable to restrain himself. She waited for a while with a straight face. Seeing this person, she laughed more and more happily, without any intention of stopping, and finally got annoyed: "Are you still smiling?"
Xie Xuanchen would hold back, but he immediately thought of Mu Xiaofenhua, and burst out laughing.
Mu Xiaofenhua, thanks to her for being able to figure it out.
Xie Xuanchen laughed out loud, and although he held back his laughter later, his eyes were still sparkling, like stars.
Mu Mingtang was accustomed to seeing his arrogance and coldness, as if his smile was filled with coldness. This was the first time she saw Xie Xuanchen smile so real.
Mu Mingtang suddenly felt a little distressed, even when he laughed at "Mu Xiaofenhua", he didn't care about it generously.
Mu Mingtang sighed and said, "I originally thought that my father's name was too bad, but now that I think about it, it's fortunate that my father is not you."
"Daughter, don't fight if you don't know how to use an analogy."
"Shut up!" Mu Mingtang glared at him, took on the attitude of a former master, and seriously literate Xie Xuanchen, "I just pointed you to Chamei, the previous one was Shuangju, not a little red flower. big Red flower."
Xie Xuanchen listened patiently for a long time, and even followed Mu Mingtang's instructions to identify the roots, stems and leaves of the flowers, but he couldn't find the difference: "Really? How do I think they look similar."
"It's almost there, you see, the stamens of this one are thin and numerous, the petals are thin, there are no thorns on the branches, and the calyx is stalked, so it is a plum blossom. Begonias also have red, but they are different from plum blossoms."
Xie Xuanchen felt dizzy, what was this all about. However, when Mu Mingtang talked about Begonia flowers, he seemed to open a chat box, and Da Da Da said: "In the past, we planted a begonia in our yard, and it bloomed just right when I was born. My father saw that the flowers were blooming densely and vigorously. They named me Mingtang, hoping that I would be like a begonia, without the severe cold of plum blossoms, nor the nobleness of the nettles and orchids. Just be a tree of begonias, easy to grow and survive, and only need a gust of spring breeze every year. A lively spring."
Chuisi Begonia, Xie Xuanchen has even more headaches, even if these flowers have names, there are still categories in them? In fact, he didn't even know what Haitang was.
But Mu Mingtang said it seriously, and slowly recalled more things: "When I was celebrating my birthday every year, my parents would collect petals to make wine and bury them under the begonia tree. My father also said that he would bury at least ten Seven jars of wine, let the man finish drinking it when welcoming the bride, and if he can't finish drinking, he won't let the wedding party enter the door."
Mu Mingtang smiled and remembered at first, but then slowly fell down. Her birthday wine was not buried in the seventeen jars, and her parents did not see her get married.
Mu Mingtang lowered his eyes, his mood was very low. Xie Xuanchen suddenly asked, "How does the petals make wine?"
Mu Mingtang looked up at him in surprise, Xie Xuanchen had no expression on his face, and said, "Although I haven't noticed, the gardener should have planted begonias in the garden. Look for them next year, and then bury the new and the old together. Such a big garden will not be able to bury your seventeen jars of wine."
Mu Mingtang's eyes were originally sour, but when he heard his words, his nose became sore, and he almost burst into tears: "Okay."
After she finished speaking, she asked again, "Then will you come with me?"
Mu Mingtang's voice was still crying, and his eyes were looking forward with sincerity, as if waiting for a lifelong commitment. Xie Xuanchen stopped, he originally wanted to say that he might not live until April next year, but with those eyes, he couldn't say anything to refuse.
"it is good."
Mu Mingtang's eyes suddenly lit up, as if the stars exploded in her eyes. The more Mu Mingtang thought about it, the more he looked forward to it, and kept telling him how to make wine, how to use the fallen crabapple petals, and where to bury the wine. Xie Xuanchen has no romantic feelings since he was a child. He has never cared about what the moon in Mid-Autumn Festival looks like or what the flowers in early spring look like. But listening to Mu Mingtang's words at this moment, Xie Xuanchen suddenly became curious about what Haitang looked like.
Back then, Mu Mingtang's father saw something that gave her such a name.
Zhang Taiyi had to be careful about Xie Xuanchen's body since he was forcibly pulled onto the pirate ship. Because there was too much eyeliner during the day, Xie Xuanchen simply turned over the window quietly at night and came to see Imperial Physician Zhang for pulse diagnosis.
After today's pulse diagnosis, Tai Physician Zhang couldn't help but ask while packing his things, "Your Highness, your body has been recovering very quickly recently, why is this?"
Imperial Physician Zhang probably knows his physical condition better than Xie Xuanchen himself. Because Xie Xuanchen came every time when Imperial Physician Zhang was on duty at night, about once every five days, the pulse diagnosis was very regular. Zhang Taiyi has practiced medicine for many years and is very experienced. Although Xie Xuanchen's previous pulse was gradually stronger, it was tepid and jumping, as if the next moment might improve immediately, or it might collapse completely. But since the past few days, Xie Xuanchen's pulse has improved steadily and quickly.
This change made Taiyi Zhang amazed. He has been watching Xie Xuanchen with his own eyes these days, knowing that the medicine and diet have not changed. What is it that can produce such an almost impossible miracle
Xie Xuanchen retracted his hand and casually stretched his sleeves: "It's nothing, I just feel a little regretful recently."
Doctor Zhang wanted to ask very much, what are you sorry for? But Xie Xuanchen had already stood up, looking at his expression, he didn't mean to go into details, so Imperial Physician Zhang also suppressed his curiosity and didn't ask anything.
Xie Xuanchen and Imperial Physician Zhang nodded, and took advantage of the night to return to Yulintang. Obviously, Mu Mingtang didn't know about his going out at night.
If he guessed correctly, Mu Mingtang is now with his head slightly tilted, sinking into the bedding and sleeping soundly.
The evening breeze was bleak, and Xie Xuanchen saw the lights of Yulintang at a glance. It was his bedroom, where he was imprisoned, and his home.
Why regret it? His wife's name is Tang, and it would be a pity if he didn't know what Haitang looked like all his life.
He will live at least until April next year to accompany Mu Mingtang to fulfill her birthday wish and see what the world looked like when she was born.