Mu Yunyao reined in her thoughts and walked forward, but at the corner of the street stood a young man. He was a little fat and followed by several followers, one of whom had a broken finger, which was beaten by Mu Yunyao with an oil-paper umbrella before. Tan Bawang, the young master of Caiyue Pavilion, had a meal. At this moment, he stared at Mu Yunyao's back with a grim expression on his face: "What a bitch, I finally let Xiaoye find you, and lied to me that she was the cousin of the Tan family, the shopkeeper of Chunxiufang, Xiaoye, I searched I haven't found anyone in more than half of Kyoto. I didn't expect to meet you here. Go, check it out for me, that
Who the hell is that bitch? "
"Yes, sir."
Thinking of the past, Mu Yunyao didn't have the mind to continue wandering on the street, and simply returned home.
Seeing her coming back so quickly, Su Qing couldn't help but feel a little strange: "You didn't say it yourself, do you want to go shopping today? Why did you come back so soon?"
Mu Yunyao stuck to Su Qing's side: "Didn't I want to kiss my mother again after I went out? So I came back."
"You girl, can't you eat osmanthus honey today?"
"My mother said that, I'm thirsty. I want to eat the eight treasures rice you made."
"I don't know why you like Babao Rice so much. If you don't make it today, tomorrow will be the Mid-Autumn Festival. My mother makes some sweet-scented osmanthus cakes and moon cakes. Coaxing a child, he said, "How about waiting for two days to make Babao rice for you?"
Mu Yunyao rubbed Su Qing's arm and nodded obediently: "Okay, my mother is going to make sweet-scented osmanthus cake, can you pick the sweet-scented osmanthus?"
"I heard from Siqin that there are people selling sweet-scented osmanthus all over the street at this time of year, and my mother plans to let her buy some." Only the two of them could buy enough sweet-scented osmanthus for a few pennies.
But Mu Yunyao's eyes lit up: "You don't need to buy it, I will go and help my mother pick it up. There is a osmanthus forest in the west of Jinxiu Garden. At that time, I felt that the osmanthus osmanthus had not bloomed before it was in full bloom. Now it is just cheap. I will fold the best osmanthus flowers first and make osmanthus cakes for my mother."
"No, the sweet-scented osmanthus should be kept for the guests to enjoy. I'll just buy some."
But Mu Yunyao didn't listen: "The best sweet-scented osmanthus is naturally for my mother, you wait, I'll go right away."
After he finished speaking, he ran out with his skirt in hand, making Su Qing unable to laugh or cry, and repeatedly ordered Jin Lan and Jin Qiao: "Hurry up and protect yourself, don't let Miss hurt yourself."
"Yes, don't worry ma'am."
In order to facilitate Mu Yunyao's communication, Steward Qin had someone open a secret door at the courtyard wall, so that she could enter Jinxiu Garden without taking a special detour to the main door. Mu Yunyao deliberately avoided the crowd and chose a path all the way to the outside of Gui Garden. Before entering the yard, I could smell the refreshing fragrance of osmanthus flowers. When I looked up, there were osmanthus branches protruding out of the garden. Under the shade of green leaves, clusters and clusters of flower balls became more and more tender and lovely, which attracted Mu Yunyao.
Can not help but reach out and touch gently.
Not far away, Su Qingwu stood by the water, with light flashing in his eyes.
Logically speaking, he had just returned to the capital from Jingling City to resume his life, and this time the calligraphy to escort the emperor could be done by someone else. But when he heard Xu Li speak, he subconsciously responded directly, without any concern that the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching.
On the way here, anxiety flashes in my heart from time to time, but I can't discern it carefully.
The guards below had already escorted the emperor's calligraphy to Zhang Xun's mansion, but he quietly came to Jinxiu Garden and slowly walked to the Jiuqu Covered Bridge.
Standing on the bridge, he looked at the lotus flowers in the lake, but what he recalled was Mu Yunyao holding the railing and smiling slightly that day. When his mind was complicated, he deliberately avoided the crowd and came to the water's edge. Unexpectedly, he just walked around a clump of reeds when he saw Mu Yunyao smiling while touching osmanthus flowers.
She was wearing a tuxedo shirt and a light apricot long skirt with silver-white magnolia embroidered on the skirt, which looked fresh and pleasant from a distance. At this moment, she held the skirt in one hand, and raised the other hand to touch the sweet-scented osmanthus flowers sticking out of the wall, with a sweet smile on her lips, more attractive than the piles of sweet-scented osmanthus flowers.
Su Qingwu only felt that his heart calmed down in an instant, and the restlessness that had come all the way dissipated, he frowned, and his mood was even worse than before.
Mu Yunyao didn't know that Su Qingwu came to Jinxiu Garden. After touching the cluster of sweet-scented osmanthus, the smile in his eyes deepened.
Jin Lan and Jin Qiao chased after them with baskets: "Miss, you can watch from below, and this servant will help you to fold osmanthus flowers."
Mu Yunyao had a rare sense of playfulness, carrying a basket and walking under the osmanthus tree: "Before I was weak, my mother always worried about me, this is not allowed, but my father is extra condoning to me, bringing I went to the river to catch fish, play in the water, and accompany me up the tree to dig out the bird’s nest…”
What other children can do, daddy took her to do it, so that she would not have the slightest regret because of her frailty.
Because of the Li family, she had some criticisms of her father in her heart. Later, her mother gave up her life for her. Such strong feelings overshadowed her thoughts of her father. Now that I think about it, my father's sincere love for her also There is no need to have less mother.
Jin Lan and Jin Qiao did not dare to talk to each other, for fear of making her even more sad.
Mu Yunyao smiled lightly, suppressing the discomfort in her heart, looked up at the not-so-tall osmanthus tree, lifted her skirt, grabbed the branches, and climbed up.
"Miss!" Jin Lan and Jin Qiao didn't expect her movements to be so clever, they quickly exclaimed and reached out to stop her, for fear that she would accidentally fall from the tree.
"Miss, be careful, be careful!"
This osmanthus tree has grown for many years and has been carefully trimmed.
Mu Yunyao picked a seat and sat down. She lowered her legs and shook it. Seeing the nervous expressions on Jin Lan and Jin Qiao's faces, she couldn't help laughing happily. mind.
The sun shone, clusters of golden osmanthus shimmered, and the wind blew, and the flower clusters moved lightly with the breeze, shaking the trees full of brilliance. Mu Yunyao narrowed her eyes slightly, and after admiring it for a while, she regained her senses. She raised her hand and folded off a osmanthus flower, and said with a smile, "Yu Shanshan descends from the moon, and a new flower is found in front of the hall. So far, nothing will happen in the sky. , it should be Chang'e throwing with people. I also learn from Chang'e in the first month of school, how about giving you a osmanthus
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Seeing that Mu Yunyao entered the Guiyuan Garden, Su Qingwu wanted to turn around and leave, but after walking two steps, he heard the exclamations of Jin Lan and Jin Qiao. bypassed the stream and walked into the garden.
Unexpectedly, just as he came under the tree, he heard what Mu Yunyao said, raised his head slightly, and a branch of osmanthus was thrown down by her, and fell directly into her arms.
Su Qingwu! How could he be here
Mu Yunyao originally wanted to break a osmanthus flower to give to Jin Lan and Jin Qiao, but she didn't expect that the flower branch slipped from her hand and fell from her hand. She hurriedly lowered her head, facing Su Qingwu's phoenix eyes, and couldn't help but feel a sudden shock in her heart. Trembling, subconsciously grasping the branch, it did not slip down from the tree.
Su Qingwu held the osmanthus and raised her head, Mu Yunyao was sitting on the osmanthus tree, the bright sunlight behind her shone down, the breeze blew, and the golden osmanthus fell, brushing her hair and skirt, and she was instantly fascinated. Eyes and hearts. Standing under the osmanthus tree, Su Qingwu heard his own heartbeat clearly for the first time, quickly and powerfully.