Confused the world

When winter comes, Mu Qingcheng stays comfortably in Sydney Palace. No matter how busy Huangfu Jingyan is, he will definitely come here once a day. Even if he doesn't stay, he will come and have a look.Mu Qingcheng wanted to say something like "it's cold, don't come here if you're too busy", but she couldn't get it out of her mouth.

This year's winter seems to be much colder than usual.Mu Qingcheng didn't even have the courage to go out, so she stayed by the charcoal stove every day, reading, playing the piano, and drawing.Sometimes I can't bear Dongxue's nagging, and I will go out to bask in the sun at noon.

The people in Sydney Palace lived comfortably, but the people in Yixin Palace were so frightened that they couldn't believe what was written in the letter.

"Tell me, who sent the letter? Mingguanlou?"

Huangfu Longtai couldn't believe that the organization he had worked hard for ten years disappeared from this world overnight, and he didn't know who did it.

The courier knelt on the ground with a frightened "plop", how could he know these things just because he was just delivering the courier.

"My lord, please forgive me. This servant doesn't know. The servant just saw a young man in black outside the door. He handed the letter to the servant and left."

If I had known this would be the result, I would not have accepted the letter.

That scary cold sweat broke out, as if his head would move in the next moment.

"You don't know anything, why does this king use you?"

Huangfu Longtai picked up the teacup on the table, and threw it out with one hand, only heard the sound of "pa", blood gushed from the servant's forehead.

"The slave deserves to die, the prince spares his life."

The slave hurriedly kowtowed to beg for mercy, blood had already flowed down from his cheek.

"Come here, take this dog slave out to play fifty big boards."

Huangfu Longtai tore the letter to pieces, he wouldn't believe it.No one dared to move the Shadow House Jianghu, how could it be wiped out overnight?That was a joke, the biggest joke in the world.At the moment when the shadow building was established, only it was used to destroy others, and no one dared to touch it.

There is arrogance in my heart, but I am also faintly worried.There are many enemies in the shadow building, but none of them can really move.This letter is inexplicable, but he didn't dare to give it to himself openly, he must be trying to scare himself.

Huangfu Longtai calmed down and sat on a chair when a guard came in.

"Reporting to the lord, someone outside the door sent two boxes of things to the lord, do you want to accept it?"

It's sending things again, it's really endless.

"You carry it in for me, I want to see who is so bold, who dares to send things into Yixin Palace so blatantly."

Huangfu Longtai's expression slowed down and turned to anger again.Nothing good has happened since the beginning of winter.Mingguanlou did not participate in the assassination, and just sent in an inexplicable letter, and now there are two boxes of things. This is a blatant provocation.

The guard came in carrying two boxes of things. Huangfu Longtai looked at the two big black boxes, clenched his fists, and ordered to the guard beside him, "Open the boxes."

The guard received the order, pulled out the sword in his hand, swung it down, and the lock was cut off and fell to the ground.Reaching out and lifting the lid of the box, he was a little numb when he saw the contents of the box.

Turn around again, bow your head and return to your life.

"My lord, there is a dead man in the box."

dead?Huangfu Longtai slapped the table with his right hand, walked to the box angrily, and when he saw the person in the box, his face immediately turned into a look of panic.The owner of the shadow building, how could it be him?

Could the letter just now be true?Huangfu Longtai walked in front of another box in disbelief, reached out and pulled out the sword of the guard at the side, and with one stroke of the sword, he split the lock on the box.Throwing the sword to the ground, he opened the box with one hand.

Dark Spirit, his most trusted subordinate.He was stronger than the 1000-strong elite army, he was the one he had worked so hard to train for 20 years, and he died like this?

How is it possible, the martial arts of these two people are among the best in the Jianghu.There were no bloodstains on his body, and there was no sign of poisoning.Who has such a great ability to kill them without any injuries.

Huangfu Longtai didn't believe it was true at all, these were the people he trusted the most.They are all his right-hand men, just lying in the box without breathing.

He lowered his body, grabbed the person in the box, and tore his clothes, trying to find a reason for being killed.Looking at the broad chest, there is no trace of injury.Taking a closer look, I saw a red dot on the chest.

Fu turned around and walked to the shadow master, tore his clothes, and there was nothing but a small red spot.

Huangfu Longtai couldn't believe this, and took a few steps back out of control.Finally, he bumped into the chair and sat down on it.

Someone can kill his cronies so easily, how powerful should that person be?I haven't offended anyone, who is against me, who wants to destroy me so ruthlessly.

Thinking of what happened recently, it seems that no one in the arena has been offended.Those who were assassinated in the imperial court did not have such great influence at all.Then who else in this world can move himself?

Suddenly a person's name appeared in his mind, Murong Hanying, he was assassinated a while ago and failed, could it be someone from Xiaoyaolou did it?

Xiaoyaolou sent people to watch it, but there was not much movement, so who else would be like this?Could it be that there are other forces in Xiaoyao Building?

Huangfu Longtai felt a little scared in his heart, if it is really Xiaoyaolou, then if this is not eliminated, it will become a serious problem in the future.Now I can't move, even if I move, I absolutely can't use my power, so I have to think of other ways.

Having lost his right-hand man, Huangfu Longtai was somewhat afraid of Xiaoyaolou.This assassination also needs to be stopped temporarily, if Xiaoyaolou did not do it at this time, then someone must be watching.

Although those small organizations in Jianghu are important, they are no match for Shadow Tower.

"Carry them down and bury them properly."

"promise."

Huangfu Longtai waved to the guards to take the box down, what happened today was a lesson, he wrote it down.

This winter has been very quiet, no major incidents have happened, the most important thing is that the owner of Wanhua Valley Sangu failed to please Murong Hanying, and made a note of Mu Qingcheng.

Wait until next March, when the spring blossoms.The pear blossoms all over the courtyard made Mu Qingcheng feel much better.I was bored in the Sydney Palace all winter, and I was sick even if I was not sick.

The promise to King Anshun hasn't been done yet, so it's time to do it.

"Your Majesty, it's time for Concubine De to send her back to Shu."

Last time, because it was winter and there was continuous heavy snow, it was impossible to start at all.For the sake of safety, it will be changed to spring and flowers blooming in the coming year.

Huangfu Jingyan put down the scroll in his hand, if he didn't talk about it, he would almost forget it.

"What Cheng'er said is absolutely true."

Seeing the woman lying on the imperial concubine chair fiddling with petals, Huangfu Jingyan was filled with joy.The life of the two of them didn't know when it would start, and they just lived like this.Her body has almost recovered now. Although she is not as healthy as ordinary people, at least she will not catch a cold every now and then.I also ate too much, and there was a circle of flesh on my face, but I hadn't turned over yet.Obviously my physical strength is much better than hers, why is it always the one below?

Huangfu Jingyan was somewhat concerned about his position, as the king of a country, his majesty in the boudoir was completely at a disadvantage.

"Your Majesty, why don't you draft an imperial decree and look at your concubine like this?"

Mu Qingcheng looked suspiciously at the person whose azure blue pupils kept rolling around. There must be nothing good about rolling his eyes like this.Do you still care about the bed?Who told her to be so easily shy?I just tease myself a few times, and people will do.Without strength, I had no choice but to feel wronged.

"I'm going right now."

Huangfu Jingyan left Sydney Palace in a panic as if someone had seen through the little secret.Seeing Huangfu Jingyan running away, Mu Qingcheng laughed "haha" from behind.

At the end of the month, Han Yuer set off from the imperial capital back to Shu.Mu Qingcheng sent her ten miles outside the city. Huangfu Jingyan wanted to come, but he didn't know what to do when he came.I had no choice but to ask Mu Qingcheng to see him off on his behalf.

At the end of March, pear blossoms bloom all over the city, and the fragrance of pear blossoms wafts everywhere no matter where you walk.

Mu Qingcheng looked at the mighty team, and he didn't know how long it would take to see each other.Maybe there's no chance to see you again?

"Sister, I'm leaving the palace this time, and I will never come back again. Outside the palace, there is much more freedom than in the palace, and you have to live a good life."

Mu Qingcheng handed over the painting she made to Han Yuer, it was a painting she made for her.

"Sister, take it. Cheng'er painted the pear blossoms in the imperial capital in March. In the future, my sister will come to the emperor to see the pear blossoms. My sister draws the whole picture of the imperial capital. If my sister thinks about it, it will be a relief."

Han Yu'er took the box containing the paintings, and her hand suddenly sank, but luckily she held it tightly.If one relaxes, it is estimated that he will also fall to the ground.

With such weight, it is still a pear blossom picture of the whole imperial capital.How big is this one?I have seen Mu Qingcheng's paintings and calligraphy, if she painted this imperial capital, it would be so majestic.

In ancient times, there was Zhang Zeduan's "A Picture of Rising the River during the Qingming Festival", and the painting that Namu Qingcheng gave himself is not far behind it.

"Cheng'er, can I have a look? This is such a precious gift, if the world knows about it, they will be jealous."

When Han Yu'er left the palace, she would not care about those red tapes, let alone talk to Mu Qingcheng with the aura of being in the palace.They are all free people, why should they care about the affairs of the palace.

"Okay, my sister will help my sister to open it."

Han Yu'er opened the box, and Mu Qingcheng walked back with one of the painting scrolls.Jiang Chengyue held one end of the painting, and after a while, he finally saw the whole picture.

Han Yu'er and everyone opened their mouths in surprise. Let's not talk about the painting skills, but the length of this painting is not a few days' work.

It also seemed to be ten feet long, so I stepped forward to look at the picture above.The characters on it are lifelike, and the scenery is beautiful and intoxicating.The imperial capital where pear blossoms are scattered, those tiny pear blossoms are scattered in the air and on the ground.The painting actually has his own Bixiao Palace and the pear tree in his yard.

With tears in her eyes, Han Yuer raised her head to look at Mu Qingcheng.When did this person start drawing?Are you not in good health?Still working so hard to paint for yourself?I always feel that there is nothing to commemorate about the imperial capital, maybe now there is.A person does not necessarily have a deep friendship, how she takes you can be seen from her behavior.

"Cheng'er, you are not in good health, why do you have to work so hard?"

Mu Qingcheng closed the painting and walked to Han Yuer's side.Hold her hand tightly.Smile softly.

"My sister is a family member. Maybe there was some unhappiness in the past, but all of this is over. Over the years, my sister has suffered a lot of grievances. My sister didn't have much gift. In my spare time, I drew this picture. The inscription on it is Your Majesty Written. Your Majesty is also very sorry to my sister, I wanted to send my sister off, but I didn't know what to say, so I asked my sister to take her place."

Thinking of Huangfu Jingyan's coy look, Mu Qingcheng wanted to laugh.I've never seen anyone more awkward than her.

"My sister went back on my behalf and said thank you to Your Majesty. She didn't treat me badly these years, but tolerated all my petty tempers."

These years, Han Yuer knew that Huangfu Jingyan always turned a blind eye to her.Even if you make some troubles, you still keep your mouth shut.

"Okay, sister, let's go quickly, it's hard to find towns on the way later. If there is a chance in the future, my sister will definitely go to Sichuan to find you."

Mu Qingcheng fell in love with Jiang Chengyue, and put her hand on Han Yuer's.

"You all want to be happy, there are sisters to protect you on the road. No one will dare to hurt you."

Jiang Chengyue was extremely grateful for Mu Qingcheng's kindness.After waiting for so many years, this person finally helped me to stay with Yu'er.

"Thank you, ma'am, Yu'er and I will remember your kindness. We will never forget it in this life."

"If you want to repay your kindness, then try your best to make you and your sister happy. Only then will I be happy. Let's go quickly."

Mu Qingcheng smiled lightly, at least someone can be happy, right?After sending the two of them into the carriage, Mu Qingcheng felt a little complicated.

"Let's go."

Mu Qingcheng asked the guards to drive away, and Han Yuer looked at Mu Qingcheng through the car window and cried.

"Cheng'er, you must come to Shu to see me. You can't break your promise."

"it is good."

Watching the carriage gradually disappear from my field of vision, the pear blossoms drifting away took away all the sadness.

Let's go, March is really a suitable day for parting.Mu Qingcheng stayed in the suburbs until noon before going back.