I have a cub with a tyrant

Chapter 130 Her House
The whole valley is filled with the fragrance of flowers, and the sound of frogs in summer one after another, makes people's hearts completely quiet.

The house built by the Mu family is not as luxurious as in Shengjing City, it is warm and elegant, the oil lamps emit a dim light, and all kinds of flowers and plants are planted inside and outside the fence.

Tan Gu and Qin Su stood guard outside the courtyard, while Mu Qiyin and Jiang Shi led He Lianchuan into the main room, saluted him solemnly, and before he could bend down, He Lianchuan helped them up.

"Grandmother, sit down." Mu Shiyu supported Jiang Shi to sit down first, felt her pulse, covered the worry in his eyes, and said, "Grandmother, don't worry about these things, we are here."

Jiang glanced at He Lianchuan who was willing to come here with Mu Shiyu with complicated eyes, took Mu Shiyu's hand, and asked:

"Is something wrong with Ahu? Qiyin won't let me go back and have a look, so I always feel uneasy."

Mu Shiyu frowned slightly, the last two words Ah Hu said proved that Xun Wu had already known that they were going.

After thinking about it carefully, he only told Jiang the news that Ahu was killed by the Xianjiang tribe.

Jiang was in tears, looked towards the direction of Qingshan and said nothing for a long time, her own time was approaching, but she didn't have time to meet Ahu, and she couldn't solve He Lianjing's matter.

"Mother, go back to the room and rest." Seeing that Mu Shiyu had concealed other things, Mu Qiyin raised his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, stood up and helped Jiang Shi go out, and sighed:
"Everyone has his own life, and the dead have passed away. When we are still alive, we should cherish our present and think more about happy things."

Mu Shiyu walked out of the main room and looked at the starry night sky, feeling a little depressed and melancholy all the time, the gentle breeze brought the fragrance of He Lianchuan's body, and the brows gradually relaxed.

He Lianchuan's eyes were fixed on Mu Shiyu all the time, and he always felt that she was a bit cooler than the moonlight now.

It was very close to where Jiang lived. He resisted the urge to hug her and asked:
"You like this place?"

"I like it, but if you look at a place for a long time, you will get tired of it."

Mu Shiyu turned around and looked at the style of his mask. The sides of the mask looked like phoenix tail feathers covering his temples.

Smooth as silk, the thigh-length black hair seemed to have a soul, and fell naturally on both sides of the brow bone just right, which did not affect his beauty at all, but added a sense of mystery.

"Wherever you go, take me with you." He Lianchuan stepped forward and stood in front of her face to face.

He Lianchuan was much taller than Mu Shiyu, and his slender figure blocked the moonlight. She couldn't see his eyes clearly, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised, saying:
"it is good."

Mu Shiyu spread his hands mysteriously, staring at He Lianchuan with burning eyes.

He Lianchuan was slightly taken aback, and put his fair and slender fingers in Mu Shiyu's hand.

Her body felt heavy due to unhealed internal injuries, and every step she took led by her felt like stepping on clouds, and the tingling feeling spread from the tailbone to the heart.

The moonlight hangs high and sprinkles silver light all over the place.

Mu Shiyu took He Lianchuan by his hand, walked across the stone road, and came to a courtyard surrounded by flowers, revealing exquisiteness everywhere, under the moonlight, it was as beautiful as a secret garden described in a storybook.

She didn't take the key from Mrs. Jiang, and directly led him into the yard with light work. Wisteria petals were scattered on the stone table and the neatly paved ground with stone slabs.

He Lianchuan vaguely guessed something, Mu Shiyu took his hand and slightly tightened it, and said frankly:
"Father has long had the idea of ​​letting us escape the chaos of war here. This is the house he prepared for me. It is only across the small pond from the house they live in. He said it was to leave some privacy for me and my husband."

He Lianchuan's tone was a bit inexplicable: "General Mu is afraid of my failure?"

"Wrong, since father chose you, he naturally believes that you will not fail."

Mu Shiyu pulled He Lianchuan towards the spiral staircase leading to the second floor.

The flower clusters surrounded both sides of the steps, and she tried to avoid stepping on them, standing in the corridor on the second floor, seeing that he was a little puzzled, she said bluntly:
"Since ancient times, every emperor has been very suspicious, not only my father, but even I am worried that you will think that the Mu family has made great achievements."

People's hearts are unpredictable, and the emperor's heart is even more unpredictable.

Zuo Mu's family has surrendered their military power, and she does not shy away from saying this in front of him.

He Lianchuan was silent for a while, staring down at Mu Shiyu's white and delicate hands, and said in a low voice:
"You're right, I'm very suspicious. But I never thought of dealing with the Mu family in other ways. At most, General Mu would hand over his military power. The Mu family is different from other families of generals."

Mu Qiyin and Mu Shiyu rescued him ten years ago.

How could he forget...

"Understood." Mu Shiyu did not continue this topic, and pushed open the door of the bedroom on the second floor. There was no dust, the window was slightly opened, and the room was filled with a faint fragrance of flowers.

The room has been cleaned immaculately.

Mu Shiyu's eyes lit up, he let go of He Lianchuan's hand, lit the oil lamp, opened the closet, and put the brand new bedding inside neatly.

Ready to move in anytime.

Mu Shiyu turned to look at He Lianchuan, said with a smile on his face, "There aren't many rooms over there for grandma, we will definitely stay here tonight, but there is only one bed here."

He Lianchuan's face was calm, his ears were slightly red, and his heartbeat was a little faster. He took off his mask and put it on the table, not daring to look at Mu Shiyu:

"I haven't eaten yet, and I haven't bathed yet."

In fact, when they were resting at the station in the afternoon, the two of them had already showered and washed.

He didn't know what was wrong, but this sentence suddenly popped up in his mind.After saying it, I realized something was wrong, and explained:
"I'm hungry."

not very hungry...

"Oh." Mu Shiyu closed the cabinet door, suppressed the smile in his eyes, and said calmly: "Then let's go to eat, you sleep here tonight, and I'll sleep with grandma."

Say, go outside.

He Lianchuan's eyes became darker, and when Mu Shiyu passed by him, he gently grabbed her slender arm, with a hint of accusation, and said softly:
"Mu Shiyu, you did it on purpose."

The other hand rotates and lifts slightly.

The door closed with a bang, and the dim light of the oil lamp flickered, as if frightened.

Mu Shiyu's heart skipped a beat, and she felt waves of electricity spread into her body and limbs from the arm held by He Lianchuan.

The room is not big, and the bed is not far away.

He Lianchuan suddenly let go of her hand, walked towards the closet, took out the quilt and put it on the bed, and spread it out skillfully. After all, he has lived in a place where people can't spit out their bones for 17 years.

Mu Shiyu couldn't stop the smile from the corner of his mouth, even if he managed to stop it, he would run out of his eyes, and took out two nightgowns from the closet.

Of course it's all hers.

He Lianchuan made the bed, sat on the bed, put his hands on the edge of the bed, and looked at her quietly.

In the dimly lit room, Mu Shiyu couldn't see his eyes clearly, but she felt as if she had become a piece of meat on the chopping board, being watched covetously.

The weather was very hot, and Mu Shiyu changed into a cool light green gauze skirt at the post station. The same color tie tied her delicate waist, and the excess belt fell down naturally, as if she was hooking a person's soul while walking.

(End of this chapter)