Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 320 She was so accustomed to fall

The caravan's car bells rang in the air, and the northern Xinjiang in October was already covered by wind and snow. Horseshoes stepped across the cold plains, leaving a series of deep and shallow marks.

The boy leaning on the car board reached out and pulled the hood, the brim of the hat drooped, covering most of his face, a line of light-colored lips was exposed between the scattered hair, he wrapped the cloak tightly, and straightened the bridge of his nose slightly Some slippery masks.

Zhan Mingxuan lowered his eyes, his fingertips moved down slightly, and through his clothes, he touched the slightly stiff outline of the letter.

After leaving the Duke's Mansion, he used his identity as a "traveling merchant" to join the large and small caravans he encountered along the way. After spending more than half a month, he finally rushed all the way from the capital to northern Xinjiang.

"Hey——" the old man who was driving stopped his horse, and his skin was slightly chapped by the biting wind and frost all year round. He put his hands away, shrunk his neck, and looked back at the boy on the car board.

"Young man, after passing the city ahead, it is the border of the border," the old man said, his voice was rough, but his eyes were very kind and kind, "The place has not been peaceful recently, so I can only send you here. "

"Thank you, old man." Zhan Mingxuan nodded, got up and jumped off the cart, skillfully took out a few pieces of silver from his bosom and served a pot of spirits, and stuffed all of them into the old man's hands.

"You young man is on the road." The old man bent his eyes with a smile, took the jug, unscrewed the lid, and took a sip with his head raised.

The pungent and throat-choking wine entered his stomach, and it immediately made his whole body feel warm. He opened his mouth and let out steam, and waved his hand at the young man: "Young man, take care, I'm leaving first, my old lady is still here!" The village is waiting for me to go back to eat."

"Okay, have a safe journey." The young man responded, watched the cart gradually disappear at the end of the snow-covered path, put on his hood, turned around and plunged into the border town.

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In the 26th year of Changle, the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the Shangyuan Festival.

Mu Xici was leaning on the window sill, quietly looking at a tree of ice flowers outside the window. There were stacks of family letters on the table in her hand, and she had turned the tough and tough rice paper to the edges.

The second elder brother and father are not here, the Duke's Mansion is extremely deserted this year, if it weren't for the colorful lanterns hanging on the walls and corners, she really wouldn't remember that today is Shangyuan.

The little girl squinted her eyes in a trance, since her father and the others rushed to the border in October last year, the good news sent by the front line was sent back to the capital like a stream of people.

Now, within three months of the army's departure, three of the four lost cities in Northern Xinjiang have been recaptured, and the remaining one will return to the country in less than two months.

Emperor Yunjing was naturally delighted when he heard the news.

He originally wanted to hold the Shangyuan Palace Banquet to celebrate the great victory in Northern Xinjiang, but considering that there is still a city that has not returned yet, and the border towns have not stopped fighting, he gave up on this idea and canceled this year's palace banquet. He only said that the saved silver should be used as military pay.

That's a good thing.

Mu Xici resigned, so that she would not have to see Mo Shuyuan's annoying face at the palace banquet, and would no longer have to follow Mu Shiyanxu and slander her, let alone pick out that old bastard Mo Junli. , complicated and fancy...

"Miss, Lord Yanchuan who is beside His Highness Seventh has brought you something." The girl's crisp voice suddenly resounded outside the door, and the little girl shuddered subconsciously when she heard the words "His Seventh Highness".

She turned her head back tremblingly, her dark almond eyes were full of confusion—didn't she agree that today's palace banquet would be cancelled... What did this old man send Yan Chuan to deliver again!
"Sent... what is it?" Mu Xici's voice trembled.

Zhan Ninglu, who opened the door and entered the room, raised her brow briskly when she heard this: "Clothes, what else can I bring here at this time?"

She opened the brocade box in her arms, and the exquisite embroidered jacket jumped into the eyes of the two of them. The little girl reached out and rummaged through the neatly arranged clothes and jewelry in the box, with an indescribable expression.

Over the past few years, her five-foot-wide carved wardrobe was almost filled with clothes sent by Mo Junli.

She has grown rapidly in the past two years, and there are many dresses in the closet. She didn't even wear them twice, and they no longer fit. Send it vigorously to her Fulan Pavilion!
Damn it, I suddenly wanted to hit that old guy on the head twice.

Mu Xici quietly clenched his fists, pretending to be calm and composed: "Didn't this year's palace banquet be cancelled? Why did His Highness send clothes here again?"

"Miss, the palace banquet in the Imperial City has been cancelled, but the Lantern Festival in Zhongshi has not been cancelled." Zhan Ninglu rolled her eyes with a smile, "You forgot, His Highness just sent you a post yesterday, inviting you to join us at night." Go look at the lanterns and relax."

As she spoke, she patted the brocade box: "This is the clothes I sent for you to wear tonight."

... It's over, she really forgot about it, she just remembered that sister accepted the appointment of the son today.

The corner of the little girl's lips twitched uncontrollably.

After the Spring Festival, before the spring day, the Jianghuai River will be flooded. She has been thinking about this all the time. These two days, she is busy calculating the disaster situation in a few months... she ignored the post for a while.

Mu Xici suddenly fell silent, she stared at the box of clothes for a long while, and gritted her back molars: "However, if you just go out to look at the lights and relax, there is no need for him to send such flowers ... gorgeous clothes, right?"

"Huh, is it gorgeous?" Zhan Ninglu blinked, took the dress out of the brocade box, held it in her hand, looked it back and forth several times, and frowned slightly, "It's okay, Miss, what you usually wear Isn't it the same style?"

It was an extremely well-crafted embroidered jacket and skirt. The upper body was a light beige mended jacket with a stand-up collar, and the lower skirt was a water-colored embroidered pleated horse face.

Although the stitches of the clothes are dense, the color scheme is very elegant and refined, no matter how you look at it, it cannot be called gorgeous.

Her lady...does she misunderstand "gorgeous"?
The girl raised her eyes suspiciously, the clothes were clearly in Miss' usual style.

Play [beep——], the color of that thing is indeed not gorgeous, but the clothes are made of silk dark flower thick satin, and countless top-grade pearls are embedded in the embroidery. ...

Isn't that gorgeous?

Isn't that gorgeous enough? ?
The little girl pursed her lips, she caught a glimpse of her clothes from the corner of her eye, and she was stunned for a moment.

Wait, think about it carefully, the clothes she is wearing now seem to be similar to this set, except that there are no beads and the pattern is a little simpler.

Moreover, this body was also sent by Mo Junli——

?When did she become so corrupted by this old bastard?

She was the one who could eat and live with the soldiers on the front line for 11 years!
Well, depraved, she was depraved by that old thing!

Mu Xici's eyes were full of tears, and she spurned herself who had been corrupted quietly.

--hateful!She's going to unscrew his celestial cap tonight!

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(End of this chapter)