Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 374 Are You a Dog?
When the young man left, the emperor who was slumped in the big chair suddenly sat up straight like a corpse. He got up and picked up the scattered memorials on the table, and walked out of the hall slowly with the pile of things in his arms.

The frosty moon in the night sky was nearly full, and the moonlight was quiet, illuminating half of the imperial city. Mo Jingyao raised his hand and stroked the trunk of the white plum tree planted in the courtyard. In autumn, the plum leaves were half yellow. Although there were no buds, he seemed to be able to Smell the dark fragrance floating in the courtyard.

These white plums were planted by Yuan Qing himself one by one when he was still alive.

It's been 20 years now.

The emperor's stature declined for a moment, he staggered a step forward, and almost fell off the folds in his arms, he looked up at the clear moon in the sky, and turned to look at the tens of feet that hadn't fallen yet. The blue and yellow.

With a silent sigh, he walked slowly through the plum grove he had planted by hand, and at the end of the forest, he found the swing frame tied with colored silk.

Palace of Three Lives is cleaned every day by palace servants. Although the swing has not been used for a long time, there is not much dust accumulated on it. Mo Jingyao brushed off a few fallen leaves on the small wooden board with his sleeve, then lifted the hem of his clothes and sat down carefully. On the swing.

"Xiaoqing, our Ayan has grown up." Mo Jingyao caressed the frame of the swing, "He has managed the flood of Jianghuai this time very well."

"People and officials praise him, Ayan is like you, he is a smart boy, he is very measured in everything he does."

"You don't have to worry about him, and you don't have to worry about Le Wan—that little girl will not go wrong with her brother watching over her."

Emperor Yunjing lowered his tone, he planted the plum blossoms in the Hall of Three Lives, and the colored silk on the swing frame at the end of the plum grove was tied up by Yuan Qing himself.

After so many years, the colored silk on the swing had faded long ago, so he learned the technique of color-dyed cloth from the craftsmen, adding some color to the colored silk year after year.

He couldn't bear to throw away the things she had wrapped around them with her own hands.

The imperial mausoleum is too far away from the capital, and the palace where funeral ceremonies are held is also some distance away from the imperial city.
He couldn't go out of the capital often, and he missed her so much that he came to sit in the Hall of Three Lives and talk to the swing for a while.

"By the way, haven't you seen their memorial to praise Ayan?" Mo Jingyao said, while opening a memorial in his arms, the frost reflected the ink colors on the plain background In small words, he instantly softened his brows and eyes.

"It's okay, I've memorized them all, and I'll read them to you."

The emperor's voice was slightly hoarse, and a thin layer of water mist had accumulated in his eyes at some point, and the water mist made the ink in his eyes blur and blur.

Holding the stack of memorials in his hand, he slowly recited them one by one without missing a single word.

At the end of the recitation, he couldn't see the neat handwriting on the rice paper at all. The warm water dripped down the corners of his eyes, quietly trickled into his temples, and blurred among the sporadic frost.

"Also, Xiao Qing." Mo Jingyao raised his sleeve and wiped the corners of his eyes, his tone relaxed and cheerful, "A Yan has found his beloved girl."

"He said he didn't want to follow our old path and wanted to empty the Sixth Courtyard and Three Palaces... I don't know if he is right or wrong, but I want to trust him."

"What if, what if he did what we wanted to do but didn't succeed?"

"It is said that children and grandchildren have their own blessings, Xiaoqing, you say we will let him go this time, okay?"

Emperor Yunjing put down the memorial in his hand, his expression contained a sense of sadness and loneliness that no one else had seen before: "I know, if you were alive, you would definitely say yes."

"So, on my own initiative, I have promised him for you."

As he spoke, he looked up at the nearly full moon that was about to climb to the zenith, and his eyes were full of tears.

*
Under the silver moon, above the eaves, the young man groped for the green tiles on the roof of the Fulan Pavilion, and carefully rang the little jade bell tied beside Mu Xici's bed.

Yuming's voice was clear and sweet, and the little girl who hadn't fallen asleep couldn't help being slightly startled when she heard it, she blinked in a daze, and after a while Fanglue came back to her senses.

Yuling... is that old Mo Junli back?
at this time?
She shook her head, quickly changed into a set of light clothes, jumped out of the window and climbed up to the eaves.

The clouds, moon and stars in the sky are all as usual, except that there is a thin and tall figure on the eaves of her Fulanxuan.

The little girl's vermilion lips parted slightly, she was about to organize a full belly of small words, when she took a breath, she suddenly fell into the arms of that man.

"A Ci, I miss you." There was a little nameless grievance in his voice, which made Mu Xici's heart tremble for no reason.

The boy's way of expressing his feelings is always simple and straightforward, but this frankness made her feel completely unrestrained.

The little girl pinched her sleeves at a loss, subconsciously turned her head away: "We obviously met a few days ago."

"It's been several days." Mo Junli's eyes widened, he let go of the little girl in his arms, counted and counted solemnly with his fingers, "You are Huaicheng who left on the seventh day of July, today is July The thirteenth day of the month—it's been seven days!"

"It is said that not seeing each other every day is like three autumns, seven days are full of calculations, Ah Ci, I haven't seen you in 21 years."

?Is this what made you use it so carelessly?
Master Mu's head was full of doubts, his face was wrinkled, and he stared at the noble young man in front of him with disgust.

The latter didn't seem to notice this, and Gu Zi straightened his back confidently: "Isn't it normal for me to think about you for such a long time?"

"It's okay, it's normal, you're normal in everything." Mu Xici waved her hands perfunctorily, she didn't want to get entangled with him on such mentally handicapped issues that even children wouldn't be obsessed with, she just wanted to quietly change the subject .

Unexpectedly, the young man was relentless there, he held the little girl's hand with a smile, and felt a little nervous in his heart: "Then, did Ah Ci ever think about me?"

"Of course..." I didn't think about it.

Mu Xici pursed her lips and smiled, she wanted to tell a lie to deceive him twice, but she raised her eyes and met his expectant eyes.

She looked at his eyes that were almost bottomless, and when the words came to her lips, she suddenly turned a corner: "...a little bit."

"Really!" The boy's eyes were round and bright, and the little girl was secretly annoyed that she had accidentally told the truth, and now he saw that she turned from embarrassment into anger.

Her eyes wandered, and she immediately turned her eyes elsewhere: "It's fake, not at all."

"False words," Mo Junli took a rare moment to compare the truth with her. He slightly lowered his head, and leaned over his face with a smile, "it's clear that there are."

Hearing this, Mu Xici gritted her teeth with reddened ears: "If I say no, then there is no."

She raised her head and glared at him angrily. With a smile on her face, the young man kissed the corner of the little girl's lips: "It's okay, I'll just say yes."

?This, this...why are you still chewing on it?

Master Mu's face was completely scorched in an instant, and the area around her mouth that had been kissed by someone seemed to be burning. She froze, and it took a long time to find her voice:
"Mo Junli, are you a dog?"

　A classic interrogative sentence: Are you a dog?
　　Counseling: Wang! ! ! (Super proud and super loud)

　　I changed several places, from the eyebrows, sideburns, nose tip, cheeks and lip corners...

　　In the end, I still feel that the corners of the lips are the most suitable
　　It's probably the kind of kid's babble.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)