"The bonfire party here is quite interesting. Give your brother some face and go and have a look tonight... I've been busy for half a month, so it's not easy to squeeze out time to take you out to relax."
Xiao Muyun heard Xiao Muran's resentful complaint and smiled helplessly, "Okay."
Xiao Muran also raised the corners of his lips. His second brother was good in every way except that he was too mature and did not have the youthful spirit.
So he must change it. Young man, it’s better not to think too much.
The teahouse became increasingly noisy. Some people came to watch, men and women, young and old, all looking in the direction of the woman in white.
This woman looked no more than fourteen or fifteen years old, with a fairy-like appearance and a demeanor that exceeded everyone's imagination. She just sat there quietly, calm and at ease, and wore the most common white clothes in the southern region with an ethereal and fairy-like a masterpiece.
They looked at her, not daring to make a sound, for fear that the fairy would be frightened by such rough people as them and fly away on the wind.
Mu Lin felt their gazes, but didn't care. After being reincarnated as a princess, countless eyes stared at her, both openly and covertly, which made people feel much more uncomfortable than these simple surprises.
But she didn't expect that when her appearance became more and more like her previous life, she wondered if her master would be the same? In this way, she would be able to find her master at a glance even in a vast sea of people.
So she was a little curious. If she lived to be eighty years old in the human world, would she be able to see herself getting old, with wrinkles on her face and gray hair? If she could accept aging calmly, would it be more interesting than immortality
Besides, it’s worth it to see how Master grows old.
Mu Lin calmly finished a pot of tea, glanced at the sky, and put on her veil again. Linglan got up to pay the bill.
The two girls walked out.
No one dared to approach her, they were several feet away from her, just following her from a distance. The Han people did not dare to approach her because she was not an ordinary person at first glance. With such a demeanor, she looked like an aristocrat of the empire, and there must be countless hidden guards and servants around her. Who could afford to rush forward and bump into the noble
The admiration of the Hu people is even simpler. If their God Allah were to be transformed into a female body, she would definitely be so holy and beautiful!
After being followed by them for half a street, Mu Lin felt that it was enough.
So she stopped, turned around, and bowed gently to the people behind her. The ethereal and slow voice was like fairy music, and the hot air seemed to become as light as water in an instant.
"How are you all... My name is Mu. I came here from the distant Jingsheng Empire to play. I didn't mean to show off. Please stop and thank you."
There was silence for a few seconds, and then there was a noise from the crowd.
"She's real! Oh my god!"
"Nonsense, this is our Jingsheng's noble lady..."
"This fairy girl's surname is Mu. Oh Allah, isn't she really a goddess from heaven?"
…
After saying that, Mu Lin smiled and nodded, then went back with Linglan without looking back.
Some people followed from a distance, and only left after Mu Lin and the others arrived at the inn, or they waited outside in a daze.
Linglan was a little confused, "Master, you may put yourself in danger if you do this."
Mu Lin shook his head and said casually: "With you guys here, it's okay."
Linglan was a little worried. "Black Tea and I can fight ten people at once, but it's hard for one to fight a hundred."
"Ordinary people may covet my beauty, but the heavyweights in the Southern Territory won't. At least openly, no one will make a move on me."
"First, they don't know my background, nor do they know how many hidden masters I have around me. Second, I made some arrangements for the army before leaving, and Jingsheng's army is at the border of the southern region. If the noble lady who came to Fengluo City at this time has any problems, it will just give them a reason to start a war."
The Southern Territory cannot afford to fight a war that Jingsheng is unwilling to fight.
At this time, we must be more careful to maintain it to avoid the tense relationship between each other becoming more dangerous.
"Even if the danger is not great, why are you exposing yourself like this?"
Mu Lin said calmly, "Beauty is a kind of reputation that can spread quickly in a short period of time, just like the speed of spring breeze blowing green buds on branches. In less than two hours, everyone in Fengluo City will know that there is a beautiful lady named Mu Jingsheng here, and the person I am looking for will naturally know it too."
"Master, is that person worthy of you doing this?"
Linglan couldn't think of anyone who would be worth her master's efforts to use herself as bait. In her eyes, nothing was more important than her master's safety.
"It's worth it." Mu Lin smiled and nodded without hesitation.
At this time, there were three knocks on the door. Linglan recognized who was coming and went to open the door. Heicha came in holding a package and bowed to Mulin.
"Master, everything you want is ready."
Mu Lin nodded, "You all go down."
Linglan and Heicha went out, closed the door gently, and then stood guard at the door together.
Linglan couldn't help herself after all, and asked in a low voice: "Hei Cha, what exactly does the master want to do here?"
"This is not something you and I can spy on." Hei Cha lowered his eyes, his expression respectful, "I only know... the master has a big plan, and the South Region is just one of them."
Linglan felt a little cold on her back and couldn't help looking out the window. The sky was not as peaceful as before.
got windy.
Mu Lin opened the package and first took out a piece of red ink and a dozen yellow papers.
She ground the red ink bit by bit, dipped the wolf hair brush in a little vermilion, and began to draw the talisman paper. Unfortunately, she could not gather the spiritual energy around her, and although the talisman paper she drew was standard, it had no effect at all.
She drew another talisman, but it still seemed unable to gather spiritual energy, and was no different from the useless talismans used by fortune tellers.
I tried it more than ten times and it was the same every time. I wasted countless cinnabar and yellow paper, but failed every time.
Mu Lin couldn't help feeling a little depressed. She had never had much chance to practice Taoism or make talismans, so it was obviously impossible for her to cram at the last minute.
She didn't worry too much about the expected thing. She dealt with the talismans, called Linglan in, and handed her a set of blue clothes in the package.
"This is what you'll wear to tonight's bonfire party. Try it on."
Linglan went to the next room to change without saying anything, and then she looked at her own reflection in the bronze mirror, a little stunned. The exotic blue waistcoat and trousers, which revealed a large area of skin, made her feel a little awkward no matter how she looked at it.
When Linglan returned to Murin's room, she was surprised to find that her master had also changed his attire.
She wore a similar outfit and it looked like a bright moon in the distance.
The whole outfit is based on scarlet, with large patches of holy swaying snow lotuses painted on it, and dotted with snow-white tassels on the edges, covered with a translucent white gauze. The slender swan neck, radiant shoulders, graceful collarbones, and waist like a silk ribbon are faintly visible under the gauze...
The extreme contrast and fusion of red and white makes it almost impossible to take your eyes off it.
Mu Lin looked at Linglan and suddenly realized that he had forgotten something. He took out a gauze dress and handed it to her, asking her to put it on.
The gauze dress feels cool to the touch, and then becomes as soft as jade. It makes you feel as elegant as a fairy when you put it on, and you can’t put it down.
Lily of the Valley looked at the princess in surprise. As a carefully trained secret guard, she recognized that this was a precious shark silk.
Fishermen in the West Sea feed sea silkworms with sea pearls and mulberry leaves, which make them spin silk. The most skillful embroiderer takes two years to weave a piece of Jiao yarn. It is as light as snow, and it is resistant to cold and heat, and even to water and fire. It can reflect different lusters under different light sources, like a faintly flowing spring.
Due to the complicated materials and weaving techniques, the Jingsheng royal family only received two or three pieces of tribute a year, which was priceless.
"Braid me two braids and decorate them with silver bells."
"yes."
While carefully dressing her up, Linglan asked in confusion, "Master, are we going to the bonfire party tonight? There's no need to wear their costumes."
"When in Rome, do as the Romans do. If you don't feel comfortable with it, you can change back into your clothes. No problem."
In fact, she just wanted to try these exotic clothes. They are beautiful, aren’t they
Even if a fifteen-year-old girl has memories of her past life, she will not completely lose the nature that goes along with her age.
Lily of the valley naturally had no intention of changing her clothes. She would follow the princess in whatever outfit she wore without hesitation, as that was the way a subordinate should behave.
At this time, Heicha knocked on the door and came in with a serious look on his face.
"Master, many people have come to the inn, and there are people outside secretly watching. I went down to ask around, and now half of the people in Fengluo City know that you are here. They praise you as a fairy who has descended to earth, and they want to invite you to be their guest."
"I see." Mu Lin thought for a moment, "Someone will come to visit us soon. You wait outside the door and invite him in."
"Yes." Heicha took the order and left.
Mu Lin asked Linglan to continue braiding her hair. Soon, a pair of pigtails with tassels and silver bells fell to her waist, making crisp and pleasant sounds as she moved.
Mu Lin looked at herself in the mirror. She found herself less elegant and noble, but more lively and free. She liked it very much.
"Master, you always like quietness, do you want to deal with these bells?"
There is a special way to treat lily of the valley. Pour some special liquid into it, and it will stop making any sound after it solidifies.
“No need.”
The bonfire party was extremely lively, so this little noise would be completely covered up. What's more, the girls in the Southern Region all liked to dress like this, and Mu Lin also found it very interesting.
Linglan finally understood that her master was interested and stopped trying to persuade her.
Her princess has been shouldering too many burdens beyond her age. This trip to the Southern Region might help her relax a little. Why should she stop it
The training of being a secret guard was hard, but the hardship of being a princess in power was another, even worse than the former. Secret guards were not supposed to have emotions, but she respected and cherished Her Royal Highness the Princess from the bottom of her heart.
After a while, Heicha brought in a young man.
The first thing that caught people's attention was the man's eyes, which were as clear and distant as a mountain, with a hint of depth in them.
He had a good appearance, a handsome face, and a gentlemanly manner. Now he was thirty years old, with a little beard, which made him look more mature and charming. Mu Lin was inexplicably reminded of the green pines on Baihu Mountain, which were covered with a layer of cold white frost in the early morning.
"City Lord Zhang, please take a seat." Mu Lin stood up and nodded slightly at him.
Zhang Zean did not comment on her unreasonable actions, nor did he ask her why she knew who he was, or why he knew he would come here. He sat on the chair, with a look of inquiry in his eyes, and smiled slightly:
"Seeing is believing. Miss Mu is indeed a beauty from heaven."
"You are too kind, City Lord." Mu Lin smiled politely.
"I haven't seen you for many years. I wonder if Mr. Mu is in good health?"
This sentence was a test. Everyone knew that Zhang Ze'an received olive branches from various empires when he came out of retirement. The olive branch from Jingsheng was thrown by Prime Minister Mu, so Zhang Ze'an personally went to the Jingsheng capital to visit Prime Minister Mu and declined his request to stay.