Daughter not a concubine: black-bellied arrogant killer concubine

Yun Sheng knew that since Wuyou returned to Chang'an, and returned to that eerie palace.

Although he didn't say it, he must be exhausted physically and mentally.

The prince who had been wandering outside since he was a child suddenly appeared in front of everyone 12 years later.

Even if the current Holy Majesty is happy with the lost and found son, other people certainly don't think so.

It is also possible that Wuyou's appearance disrupted everyone's original plans for themselves in an instant.

Disrupted the layout of official parties in the DPRK and China.

And that day when Wuyou was poisoned, in the room in the dark night, Wuyou had a conversation with that subordinate.

Obviously Wuyou was secretly investigating something.

All kinds of things are complicated, he must have not had a good rest for a long time.

Yun Sheng stepped lightly, and placed the suit on the round table at the side, but did not open it.

She glanced at Wuyou who was still sleeping peacefully, then returned to the window where she was sitting just now, staring at the courtyard scene outside the window, wondering what she was thinking.

In the huge room, there is a gentle summer breeze, and only Wuyou and Yunsheng are in the room.

One person sleeps on the side, and the other sits alone by the window.

No one speaks, quiet and peaceful.

Wuyou slept for about half an hour, then opened his eyes.

He looked around and saw that Yun Sheng was sitting alone by the window sill, silent and thinking about something.

Looking at the sky, I thought that I didn't sleep for a long time, but it was rare to feel refreshed and relaxed after sleeping.

There was a wry smile in Wuyou's heart, since he got off Lingyun Peak, how long has it been since he had such a peaceful and solid sleep.

With her here, even if she is silent, there is peace in her heart.

Wuyou got up and stayed on the bed, and came to Yun Sheng's side softly.

She who was always vigilant, lost her mind for some reason, but she didn't notice when Wuyou approached her.

Wuyou followed Yun Sheng's gaze and looked at the courtyard outside the window.

The sun shines through the trees, casting mottled shadows on the ground.

In the birdcage under the eaves, there are occasional birdsong.

In summer, a gentle breeze blows, bringing up Yunsheng's hair on the temples.

Wuyou smiled lightly, and put the trace behind Yunsheng's ears for Yunsheng.

Yun Sheng suddenly came back to his senses: "Are you awake?"

Nodding worry-free: "Well, what are you thinking about, I'm fascinated by it."

Yun Sheng glanced at the scenery outside the window again, and stepped off the window sill with a smile.Walking towards the table, he said: "I was thinking, when we were on Lingyun Peak, when we had nothing to do in the afternoon, we would sit on the branches of the apricot tree, bask in the sun, and drink apricot blossom wine."

Yun Sheng opened the food boxes on the table and placed them on the table one by one.

Wuyou also came closer: "Master and I were forced to have nowhere to go back then. When we first went to Lingyun Peak, we were still reluctant. But after so many years now, thinking about it now, even though Chang'an City is prosperous, it is still Some still miss the comfortable days on Lingyun Peak."

Yun Sheng agreed with Wuyou's words.

These feelings are something no one can experience.

Only they, those who have lived on Lingyun Peak since childhood, can understand it.

Yun Sheng also seldom mentioned what happened on Lingyun Peak to others, but when he was with Wuyou, he couldn't help feeling that time had passed.

Wuyou sat at the table, smiled and watched Yun Sheng cloth the bowls and chopsticks: "Yun'er is becoming more and more virtuous."

After setting up the bowl and chopsticks, Yun Sheng sat on the other side, and cast a glance at Wuyou: "You are becoming more and more glib."

Worry-free "haha" smile.He also picked up the bowls and chopsticks, but looked at Yun Sheng longingly with the small bowl: "Won't the lady serve a bowl of soup for my husband?"