Pampered Poisonous Royal Wife

Mu Yunyao restrained her mind and walked forward, but a young man stood out at the corner of the street. He was a little fat, followed by several followers, one of them had a broken finger, which was the result of being beaten by Mu Yunyao with an oiled paper umbrella. Tan Bawang, the young owner of Caiyue Pavilion, had a meal.

At this time, he stared at Mu Yunyao's back with a grim expression on his face: "What a bitch, I finally let me find you, and even lied to me that you are the cousin of the Tan family who is the shopkeeper of Chunxiufang. I didn't find anyone in most of the capital, I didn't expect to meet here, go, check it out for me, who is that cheap girl?"

"Yes, master."

Thinking of the past, Mu Yunyao no longer wanted to continue wandering in the street, so she simply returned home.

Seeing her coming back so soon, Su Qing couldn't help but feel a little strange: "You didn't say it yourself, do you want to go shopping today? Why did you come back in such a short time?"

Mu Yunyao clung to Su Qing's side: "Didn't I miss my mother again after going out? That's why I came back."

"You girl, did you eat sweet-scented osmanthus honey today?"

"Mother said that, I'm so hungry, I want to eat the eight-treasure rice you made."

"I don't know why you like eight-treasure rice so much. If you don't make it today, tomorrow will be the Mid-Autumn Festival. It's appropriate for mother to make some sweet-scented osmanthus cakes and moon cakes." Su Qing stroked Mu Yunyao's hair, as if Coaxing a child, he said, "How about cooking eight-treasure rice for you after two days?"

Mu Yunyao rubbed against Su Qing's arm, and nodded obediently: "Okay, mother is going to make osmanthus cake, can you pick the osmanthus?"

"I heard from Si Qin that there are sweet-scented osmanthus sellers everywhere in the street at this time of year, and my mother plans to ask her to buy some." Only the two of them don't need much sweet-scented osmanthus, and they can buy enough for a few pennies.

But Mu Yunyao's eyes lit up: "No need to buy it, I will pick it for my mother myself, there is an osmanthus grove in the west of Jinxiu Garden. I'm leaving, I'll go and get the best sweet-scented osmanthus first, and make sweet-scented osmanthus cake for my mother."

"No, the sweet-scented osmanthus should be reserved for the guests to enjoy. I'll just go and buy some."

But Mu Yunyao didn't listen: "The best sweet-scented osmanthus is naturally for my mother, just wait, I'll go right away."

After finishing speaking, she ran out with the hem of her skirt, which made Su Qing dumbfounded, and repeatedly told Jinlan and Jinqiao: "Follow quickly and protect yourself, don't let the lady hurt yourself."

"Yes, Ma'am, don't worry."

In order to make it easier for Mu Yunyao to come and go, Manager Qin asked someone to open a secret door in the courtyard wall, so that she could enter the Jinxiu Garden without taking a special detour through the main entrance.

Mu Yunyao deliberately avoided the crowd and chose a small path all the way to the outside of the Osmanthus Garden. Before entering the yard, I could smell the refreshing fragrance of osmanthus. When I raised my head slightly, osmanthus branches protruded out of the garden. Under the cover of green leaves, clusters of flower balls became more and more fresh and lovely, which attracted Mu Yunyao involuntarily. Reach out and touch it lightly.

Not far away, Su Qingwu stood by the water, his eyes sparkling.

Logically speaking, he had just returned from Jingling City to return to the capital, and this time the escort of the emperor's calligraphy could be done by someone else. But after hearing Xu Li's words, he subconsciously responded directly, without any worries that the Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching.

On the way here, anxiety flashed in my heart from time to time, but I couldn't figure it out carefully.

The guards below had already escorted the emperor's calligraphy to Zhang Xun's mansion, but he quietly came to Jinxiu Garden and walked slowly to the Jiuqu corridor bridge.

Standing on the bridge, he looked at the lotus flowers all over the lake, but what he recalled in his mind was the appearance of Mu Yunyao holding on to the railing with a smile on his face that day. With complicated emotions, he deliberately avoided the crowd and came to the water's edge. He didn't expect that he had just walked around a clump of reeds, and saw Mu Yunyao smiling while stroking osmanthus flowers.

She was wearing a blouse sprinkled with flowers, paired with a light apricot-colored long skirt, and the skirt was embroidered with silver-white magnolias. From a distance, she looked fresh and pleasant. At this time, she was holding the skirt in one hand, and raised the other hand to caress the sweet-scented osmanthus flowers protruding from the wall, with a sweet smile on her lips, which was more attractive than the clusters of sweet-scented osmanthus flowers.

Su Qingwu only felt his heart calm down in an instant, and the restlessness along the way dissipated without a trace. He frowned, and his mood was even worse than before.

Mu Yunyao didn't know that Su Qingwu came to Jinxiu Garden, and after touching the cluster of osmanthus, the smile in her eyes deepened.

Jin Lan and Jin Qiao chased after them with their baskets: "Miss, just watch from below, and this servant will help you fold sweet-scented osmanthus."

It was rare for Mu Yunyao to have some playful thoughts, and she carried the basket and walked under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree: "I used to be weak, and my mother was always worried about me. I didn't allow this or that, but my father was extraordinarily indulgent to me. He accompanied me to the river to catch fish, played in the water, and accompanied me up the tree to dig out the bird's nest..."

Dad took her to do what other children could do, so that she would not have the slightest regret because of her frailty.

Because of Mrs. Li, she had some complaints about her father in her heart. Later, her mother gave up her life for her. Such strong feelings overwhelmed her longing for her father. Now that I think about it, my father's sincere love for her is also There is no need to be less motherly.

Jinlan and Jinqiao didn't dare to talk to each other, for fear of making her sadder.

But Mu Yunyao smiled lightly, suppressed the pain in her heart, looked up at the not-so-high sweet-scented osmanthus tree, lifted her skirt and grabbed the branches and climbed up.

"Miss!" Jin Lan and Jin Qiao didn't expect her movements to be so clever, they immediately exclaimed and stretched out their hands to stop her, for fear that she would accidentally fall from the tree.

"Miss, be careful, be careful!"

This sweet-scented osmanthus tree has grown for many years and has been carefully pruned. The branches are thick, and it is no problem to bear her alone.

Mu Yunyao chose a seat and sat down. She lowered her legs and shook her legs. Seeing the tense faces of Jinlan and Jinqiao, she couldn't help laughing happily. After laughing, she inadvertently raised her head and was attracted by the sweet-scented osmanthus trees. mind.

When the sun shines, the clusters of golden osmanthus are shimmering. When the wind blows, the flower clusters move slightly with the breeze, shaking the tree full of splendor.

Mu Yunyao slightly bent her eyes, admiring it for a while before she came back to her senses, raised her hand and picked off a sprig of sweet-scented osmanthus, and said with a smile: "The jade is under the moon, and Luhuaxin was picked up in front of the palace. So far, it's nothing out of the blue. , it should be Chang'e throwing it to people. I also learn from Chang'e in the middle of the moon, how about giving you a sweet-scented osmanthus?"

Seeing Mu Yunyao entered the Osmanthus Garden, Su Qingwu wanted to turn around and leave, but within two steps, he heard Jin Lan and Jin Qiao's exclamations, and couldn't help worrying, fearing that something might happen to her, he walked quickly I went around the stream and walked into the garden.

Unexpectedly, just as he came under the tree, he heard what Mu Yunyao said, raised his head slightly, and saw a sprig of sweet-scented osmanthus was thrown down by her, and fell straight into her arms.

Su Qingwu! Why is he here?

Mu Yunyao originally wanted to fold a sweet-scented osmanthus flower to give to Jinlan and Jinqiao, but unexpectedly, her hand slipped and the flower branch fell from her hand. She quickly lowered her head and met Su Qingwu's phoenix eyes. Trembling, subconsciously grasping the branch, so as not to slip down from the tree.

Su Qingwu held the osmanthus and raised her head. Mu Yunyao was sitting on the osmanthus tree. The bright sun shone behind her, and the breeze blew, and golden osmanthus fluttered down, brushing her hair and skirt, and she was fascinated in an instant. My eyes are blurred and my heart is confused.

Standing under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, Su Qingwu heard his own heartbeat clearly for the first time, fast and powerful.