Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 56
The young man's shoulders were slightly thin but unexpectedly steady. Mu Xici felt a blur in front of his eyes, and his eyes were full of brilliance and gold, and then he began to retreat quickly. Mo Junli stepped on the roof, leading her up and down in the palace, and finally got into a viewing room. The palace garden was deserted for a long time.

When Mu Xici just landed, he was still slandering in his heart. Mo Junli was the only one who dared to step on the roof of the palace to take a shortcut. The next moment, he was hooked by the green calyx and white plum blossoms in full bloom in the courtyard. attention.

The stretches of white plums blossomed into the sky-long snow, with a sleeve of quiet and faint fragrance floating, coupled with the blossoming plain color falling from the clouds, Mu Xici couldn't tell whether it was the plum blossoms that were contaminated by the coolness of the snow, or the plum blossoms. The snowflakes are soaked in the fragrance of plum.

"Does it look good?" The young man's voice was clear and clean, and there was a hint of a faint smile under it. Mu Xici looked at the quiet and fragrant snow that stretched for tens of feet, and nodded slightly: "It looks good."

"I never knew that there is such a good place in the Qianping Palace." The little girl said as she bent her almond eyes, the dark eyes were as bright as stars and moons, "Where is this place?"

"The Palace of Three Lives." Mo Junli raised his hand and folded Duan's most prosperous white plum, and stuffed it into the little girl's arms without any explanation, "The place where my mother lived before she was alive."

"Mother?" Mu Xici was slightly startled, this was the first time she heard a prince call his mother "Mother".

Not "mother concubine" or "mother queen", just "mother".

"Yes, my mother." The young man nodded, and very naturally took her hand again and walked deep into the Merlin. The little girl's paws, which hadn't grown out yet, were small and soft, barely able to fill half of his palm. "I think... the thing she regrets the most in her life is probably being born in the royal family."

Born in the royal family, his body is full of bondage.

Don't dare to have deep feelings, and don't show your intentions. Even if you marry Mo Jingyao to Qianping, you can only be a favorite concubine. From time to time, you have to give up your husband for the sake of the so-called overall situation.

All she wanted in her life was a white head, a husband and a child, and a long flow of water.

It was the identity of Princess Fuli who harmed her, and it was also Mo Jingyao's identity as Lord Qianping who harmed her.

He suddenly remembered the last days of Yuan Qing's life, when Mo Wanyan was less than five years old, and he was only a seven-year-old child, and Emperor Yunjing left behind the ten-day government for the first time. , staying with him in the Hall of Three Lives day and night, until the woman who had been suffering from illness for many years passed away with a smile.

The world is plain.

He proclaimed her queen after her death, but by then it was too late.

This is the only willful act of Emperor Yun Jing in his life. The last time, he married Yuan Qing back under the pressure of the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty.

Mo Junli lowered his eyes halfway, and the long and fine eyelashes concealed the frozen look in his eyes: "When Le Wan and I were young, she never let us call her 'Concubine Mother' in private."

Mu Xici raised her head in astonishment when she heard this, and caught a glimpse of the black ink united with ice in his eyes.

She was suddenly at a loss.

"It's pretty good." Mu Xici opened his mouth and squeezed out a few syllables, "At least you've seen your own mother."

She has never even seen the appearance of her own mother. No matter in this life or in the previous life, all her imagination about "mother" comes from the descriptions of her second brother and elder sister, as well as the treasures in the top drawer of the bookcase in the Honghu Museum. That scroll was yellowed.

Other than that, nothing else.

Mo Junli's breath was suffocated, and he curled up his fingers unconsciously. He almost forgot that the little girl was born without a mother.

How could he say these words in front of her?

"...Sorry." The young man's voice was slightly hoarse, and a line of panic ran through the depths of his black pupils, "I didn't mean to..."

He didn't want to bring up her sadness.

It's just that when he came here, to the Hall of Three Lives, seeing those white plums that had been meticulously pruned year after year and the courtyards that were cleaned every day, he couldn't help but think of his mother.

Since he was reborn in this world, he also tried to resolve the depression in his mother's heart, but the cruel and ruthless facts told him that everything was in vain.

All he could do was to make her leave without resentment.

In the previous life, Yuan Qing never looked at Mo Jingyao again until his death.

Not a single corner of the eye.

"I know." Mu Xici gently interrupted him, his almond eyes were as clear as a pool of deep and quiet water, "I understand."

He was suddenly speechless.

The wind and snow rolled down the blooming plants on the branches, and quietly fell on the two of them. Mo Junli raised his hand and brushed off the petals on the top of the little girl's hair, and pretended to be careless and said, "Would you like to play on a swing?"

Mu Xici smiled: "Is there still a swing in the Palace of Three Lives?"

"When Le Wan was young, she loved playing with that thing the most, so my mother ordered someone to build one in the depths of the plum forest." Mo Junli stretched out his hand and gestured, "I want to come to your girl's house, and everyone likes to play with that thing."

"It's okay." Mu Xici raised his chin slightly, "You can play."

She hasn't played on a swing for nearly 20 years, and the last time she did it was at a Taoist temple ten miles outside the village before returning to Beijing in her previous life.

At that time, even Lingqin hadn't reached the level of Ji, and she hadn't learned any Xuanmen Yishu.

Thinking about it in a lifetime, I miss it very much.

The little girl is not very old, but her mouth is stubborn.

The young man raised his eyebrows lightly, and pulled her to speed up his pace a little. The swing was set up at the edge of the forest and it was set up extremely high. If he swung harder, he would have a chance to have a panoramic view of the entire Meilin.

You can also see the bluestone official road outside the palace wall.

There were not too thin or not thick layers of fallen flowers on the swing frame. Mo Junli brushed off the half-decayed fragrance, and carefully carried the little girl onto the pedal board. After she had firmly grasped the ropes on both sides, the boy lowered his voice: "I'm afraid!" Is it tall?"

Mu Xici answered irrelevant questions, with a slow tone: "Your Highness, why didn't you ask me when you took me up and down the palace just now?"

"And the last time I was at Fulan Xuanding and the last time I came back from Tinglan Waterside Pavilion."

I don't know who wrapped her into rice dumplings and slipped all the way back to the Duke's mansion.

She remembered this hatred clearly.

"Just don't be afraid of heights." Mo Junli smiled, pretending not to hear the complaint hidden in the little girl's tone, and slowly pushed the swing.

The swing tied with colorful ribbons got higher and higher, and at the peak, Mu Xici looked down at the plum grove where the soul of Yuan Qing was hidden.

The green calyx and white plums bloomed for tens of feet, and a stone bridge was connected by a stream of still water outside the forest, beside her was a majestic palace carved with gold and jade, and under her was the swing frame covered with colorful silk ribbons.

Half of a woman's life is buried here.

Mu Xici frowned, Mo Junli saw the swing swinging close to the pole, so he didn't push it anymore, the rainbow color drawn by the colorful ribbon in mid-air became shorter and shorter, and the swing finally stopped.

"Thank you." The little girl stared at the luxuriant Xiangxue in front of her, and said two words out of nowhere.

Mo Junli was slightly taken aback: "What?"

"Plum blossoms, the swing, and the rescue at that meeting." Mu Xici counted them carefully with his fingers, "Although without your help to rescue, Xici will be safe and sound."

　That... Let me tell you, now all kinds of tweets and new book lists are looking at follow-up reading.

　　It is the number of people who saw the latest chapter on the update day.

　　Chang Ye has been adjusting his schedule recently (before staying up late to update code words at [-] o'clock), so the temporary update time is around ten o'clock in the evening, and he is slowly moving forward.

　　So if you can, can you guys poke the latest update before twelve o'clock at night?
　　If you read it after twelve o'clock, it will be the next day's follow-up reading, and it will not be recorded on the list.

　　I don't know the reason, anyway, I always kneel when I test the water, and if I kneel again, it may not be recommended.

　　I like the book "National Teacher" very much, and I don't want to cut it so early.

　　The story has just kicked off, and the most exciting part has not yet unfolded...

　　If we can pass this time, after four rounds, we can extend the free period for another half a month or so.

　　If not, maybe the new book will be on the shelves at the end of the period.

　　So, can you implore the babies to try to read as much as possible on the same day?Of course, it is not recommended to stay up late for long nights. If you go to bed early, you can watch it the next day.

　　I try to push the update time forward as much as possible.

　　That's it, thank you all.

　　I bow to everyone.

　　


(End of this chapter)