Be Careful General's Wife!

After chatting with Yun Qingyang, he knew that he had seen his poems in leisurely residence yesterday and praised his poems for their good words. However, when praising his good words, his eyes looked strange.

Yunluochuan suddenly remembered that yunqingyang, as his good friend, knew his words. Although he is now yunluochuan, his words are still Murong Li's. When Qingyang praises his words, his eyes will be strange. I should have found that his words are the same as Murong Li's words!

In this world, no two people's handwriting is the same. Even if they imitate, there will be some differences. Will Qingyang doubt his identity?

Yunluochuan thought about it and thought it was impossible. Compared with the absurd thing that a dead person is reborn to another person, it can also be regarded as a coincidence that there are two people with the same handwriting in the world.

They sat together again and chatted about poetry. They unexpectedly had the same views on poetry. The more they chatted with yunluochuan, the stronger yunqingyang's sense of familiarity.

However, although he had a good talk with yunluochuan, he didn't say his real name, but told him his name was Yunqing.

He also remembered that he went out to buy crystal shrimp dumplings for his grandfather. He was reluctant to part with yunluochuan.

After yunqingyang left, yunluochuan felt that his uncle and they couldn't get out for a while, so he went to the restaurant that turned across the street corner, found an elegant room facing the street corner, opened the window and ordered some snacks.

If grandma and uncle want to go out and go somewhere else, they must come out from the corner.

After sitting for a while, he also saw Yun Qingyang carrying a food box. Maybe he thought it was a little late. The world-famous talent trotted up.

Yunluochuan shook his head and said with a smile, "if Mr. Yun sees it, he must say he has no rules."

After about an hour, yunluochuan finally saw two carriages slowly turning out from the corner. There were two bodyguards on the shafts of the two carriages. He still knew the bodyguard on the front carriage. It was the dark guard Mu Qing given to him by his uncle.

After his death, Mu Qing returned to his uncle. It was very good.

He thought that his uncle, grandmother and Mr. Yun should all be in the carriage.

Mu Qing sat on the shaft with his hands in hand, and his eyes watched around vigilantly. He suddenly noticed that a line of sight fell on him.

His eyebrows almost wrinkled invisibly, but he ignored them. It's common for them to be stared at occasionally when they are wearing weapons.

After ten breaths, MuQing's eyes had not moved away. MuQing quickly looked sideways at the second floor of the street restaurant, which was opposite to the sight of a handsome young man in white in the window. In the white clothes childe's warm eyes, there was a startled look, and then he smiled at him friendly.

Mu Qing looked stunned. He always felt that the warm smile was familiar. Before he had time to look carefully, the carriage passed by the restaurant, and he couldn't see the childe again.

Seeing the carriage passing by, yunluochuan loosened his shoulder and exhaled a turbid breath. Mu Qing was as sharp as ever and found himself staring at him.

Just now, the eyes were really sharp. He had never seen such eyes on Mu Qing before. Mu Qing has been with him since he was young. It can be said that he is the closest and most familiar person to him. When he died that year, the person who accompanied him was Mu Qing.

Mu Qing protected him for many years and finally sent him away.