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Chapter 894 Gift of Spring
It's quite absurd, Mu Dian can imagine.

Outside the window, goose feathers and snow fell, just like Mu Yun.

She turned her head away and looked at the snow in the sky silently. After a long time, she slowly withdrew her gaze.She didn't know if she thought of someone or something in that brief scene.

Or nothing at all.

Empty from a sense of loss.

"I'm here, and I want to ask you two things. I hope you can answer them truthfully." Mu Dianke lowered his eyes and fiddled with the coals in the basin with iron tongs. His voice was cold, as if mixed with biting snow particles.

It was only at this time that Bailing could see a little bit of the past from her.

"Are you and Qian Yu in the same school? Your master is called Wang Chaofeng? He is an executioner from the previous dynasty."

"Yes." Bai Ling answered happily.

Xu Younan also asked her the same question, but not as directly as Mu Dianke.

"Did Wang Chaofeng ever teach you how to manipulate the 'Polyphonic Bug'?"

"Taught." Because of the preparation, Bailing still answered quickly this time, "But I have never used this technique to send a message to anyone in the Mumen, and I said the same to Xu Younan. The traitor has other things man, otherwise he would not have let me live till now."

"What else did Xu Younan ask you?" Mu Dianke raised his head at this moment.

"He asked me if I knew Granny Yang, and Granny Yang's son, Zhao Leting." Bailing looked calmly, "Grandma Yang, I have never heard of it from Master, but when Zhao Leting was convicted and exiled, Master sent Qian Yu down the mountain Rescued. Qian Yu went one step too late, just in time to collect the body for the Zhao family. Zhao Leting had a daughter who was sold with the female family members of the Zhao family and became a lowly citizen. Qian Yu and I went to look for it later, but we couldn't find it. If the child still Alive, I should be 21 years old this year."

Up to this moment, Mu Dian hadn't found any flaws in Bailing's words and demeanor.

If Xu Younan had also talked to Bailing, he would safely entrust her with such an important task of escorting Ning Weishuang's mother and child.What is certain is that Bai Ling was not the person who communicated with Ba Jun secretly about the song and delivered the news in Chuzhou.

As for who it is, she has been away from Ming Palace for a long time, this is no longer something she should worry about.

Lou Zhong brought in a set of neatly folded cotton-padded clothes, along with a letter, the ink soaked through the back of the paper, put down two things and went out.

"The clothes were made by Ning Weishuang for you." Mu Dianke said, "I heard that you made a contract with Xu Younan to protect Ning Weishuang's mother and child for ten years before they can be free. Now you are not needed here. You put this Give the letter to Xu Younan, he will understand after reading it."

Bai Ling unfolded the letter paper, and there was only a large character on it: "Ran".

Of course, it was to make Xu Younan believe everything Bailing said about them in Luoyang.In order to prevent the letter from falling into the hands of Mu Cangping or other people with ulterior motives, there are only so many that can be included in the letter.

Only now did Bai Ling believe that Mu Dian really did not intend to settle with her.

"You have changed a lot." Bailing said, "It was impossible for you to talk to me so much before, not to care about other people's difficulties, and...not to forgive people so easily."

"In the past, I didn't like myself very much." Mu Dianke said.

Bai Ling was slightly taken aback.

"And I can't say that I didn't forgive you, just forget it." Mu Dianke said, "Let yourself go, Bailing. You are really beautiful when there is no resentment in your eyes."

After she finished speaking, she walked out, a touch of silver red melted into the blue wind and snow, "The world will never meet again."

***
One level one level mountain, one level one level courtyard.

The bamboos in the Huanyuan are covered with crystal snow, and each section is still green after winter.

There is a single courtyard on the hillside, hidden in the middle of the king.On the vertical plaque on the door are written three evenly long and beautiful small seal scripts - "Langganju".

Looking down from the courtyard, you can see the shadows of bamboos at the foot of the mountain, the scattered eaves, and the railings of the well platform.

Yu Min finished a game of chess, looked at the engravings in the room, and walked down the mountain with her hands behind her back.

Na Jiang was going to hang a lantern at the gate of the courtyard, and saw Yu Minbo's belt fluttering down the stairs from a distance, and waved his hand, "Master Min, are you going out?"

Yu Min smiled and nodded.

Jin Xiaojin poked his head out from the opposite courtyard wall, "Why do you go down the mountain in one step, why bother. It's more than 600 levels, don't you worry?"

Yumin has good hearing, so she heard it, and still smiled.

Jin Xiaojin was so bored, he jumped off the wall and went back to post Spring Festival couplets.

A woman in plain clothes sat in the main room, separating out the large and small couplets that needed to be pasted in each house, and brushed them with paste.

Jin Xiaojin stood in the middle of the door with the red Spring Festival couplets in his hand. He jumped up when he saw the spot, and with a "slap", he slapped the red paper on the wall, from top to bottom, and quickly wiped it to the bottom.

"The craftsmanship has been passed down from the ancestors." Jin Xiaojin said proudly with his hips akimbo, "It's fast, neat and smooth!"

Bian Qiu pursed his lips and smiled, and after brushing the Spring Festival couplets, he sat back at the table and cut the window grilles.There are all kinds of blessings in front of me, which are new, interesting and beautiful.

People are also good-looking.Refreshing and refreshing, without powder and daisy, just sit there, it is a painting.

Two days ago, Jin Xiaojin's father, Lao Jin, the biggest manager of Changjiabao, brought this "old friend's daughter" to the door, which really shocked Jin Xiaojin.

She hadn't seen Lao Jin's old man in his [-]s or [-]s, more than half of them were scribbled, like mud dots thrown out by Nu Wa when pinching people.

It's a pity that the good-looking old friend who slipped through the net passed away two months ago. He was "entrusted" on his deathbed, hoping that Lao Jin could take in his helpless daughter.

Jin Xiaojin also had doubts in his heart, but he didn't ask anything because he was afraid that Lao Jin would be sad.

A woman who was pregnant for four months had nowhere to go after her father died, so she could only go to her father's old friends with her big belly in the cold winter months. Don't think that she must have experienced a lot of bad things, so why bother to poke her heart.

***
Fangshiju really has stones.

A calm and simple giant Taishan stone lies behind the gate of the courtyard, just like a natural screen wall, just blocking the scene of the hospital.

In the severe cold season of April and Nine, there was no fire in the house.

With his shoulders bare, Liangqing sat behind the open door and applied medicine to himself with one hand. His strong upper body was covered with more than a dozen knife and arrow wounds. The scars were horrific and wrinkled and crawled on the bronze-colored skin.It was created half a month ago.

The scariest thing is the four finger prints on the back, the fingers are thick and jagged like sawtooth.From the depths of the muscle to the outside, there is a light smoky blue color, like a grape jelly that can burst when poked.

At the beginning, the finger marks were cun deep, viscera under the ribs could be seen, after more than ten days of medicine penetration, they have just shrunk down to [-] centimeter now, but it is still shocking.

Yumin held a plum blossom in his hand, turned to behind Liangqing, took a deep breath when he saw this, "What a vicious skill!"

Liangqing put white bandages on his shoulders and back with no expression on his face, put on his middle coat, and didn't put on any outer shirt. He went to catch the snow under the eaves to rub his hands, and said, "Pickling things!"

The disgust was palpable.

Yumin smiled, "It seems that the fate of that Eunuch Huang is not very good."

Of course it's not good, a head was chopped into three pieces, and it was impossible to die.

Yumin turned around and pinned the plum branches to the door frame, "Cut the plums to the new threshold, and give a sprig of spring as a gift. Ask the master for a cup to warm Tusu."

Liang Qing never drank alcohol and returned home, so he had no choice but to ask Xuanyuan to borrow from the next door.Feeling impatient, "You don't know how to bring it yourself?"

　Still in 2019, I went to Chengdu to reunite with my classmates.When I was climbing and taking a break in Dujiangyan, I saw a yard at my feet, with bamboo sticks stretching up one by one. In winter, the leaves are withered and yellow, but the artistic conception is very beautiful.At that time, I thought that the place where my Master Min lived should be like this.Writing is very painful, but I often reap some inadvertent little happiness, even though it is quiet and not understood by others.Haha what I'm talking about, the summary is that I wrote it, I feel really good about myself, I'm super happy... I hope that when we make a living, we can always hide a little beauty in our hearts, and there will always be fragments of the years to look back on.

　　
　
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