The sunlight passed through the huge phoenix tree in the palace and fell mottled on Ling Miaomiao's head.
A group of people walked in the palace road, crossed the winding bridge, sometimes shrouded in the shade of the trees, sometimes falling into the brilliant sun.
For some reason, Mu Sheng walked very slowly, admiring the imperial palace without hesitation along the way. Ling Miaomiao walked beside him, trying to ignore the eager eyes of Father Xu and the ladies in front of him when they looked back frequently.
A group of little Tsing Yi, dressed in colorful clothes, headed by a teenage eunuch. The eunuch was still a half-year-old child himself, and couldn't hold him down, so the little girls chatted boldly, causing the old father Xu to frown when he saw him.
Suddenly, there was a small commotion among the children, and a black shadow flew out, rushing to this side, Mu Sheng shot like lightning, and reached out to take it.
The little eunuch saw that Father Xu looked like he was about to eat people, and he secretly screamed badly. He immediately led them to hula and knelt aside, "Shut up! Who is throwing things?" Mouth
lowered his eyebrows and looked at the gadgets in his hands.
It is a bamboo dragonfly, small and rough in workmanship.
Xu Gonggong observed his words and expressions, and saw that his expression was not offended. He was relieved, "They are all wild children from the folks, and don't understand the rules..."
Mu Sheng moved his eyelashes slightly, and reached out to return the bamboo dragonfly to him: " It's okay."
Father Xu smiled, turned around and turned dark, and scolded a group of Xiao Qingyi who was trembling with fright: "You stepped into the palace, it's different from before, no one will behave in the future. I caught it and beat him to death. Did you hear that?" The
little eunuch was frightened: "Yes, yes, what the father-in-law said."
Xu Gonggong snorted and folded the bamboo dragonfly in half. , Xinshou threw it into the grass, turned around and laughed at Mu Sheng: "Please, please, Mr. Mu, carefully missed the hour."
Mu Sheng glanced at him and said nothing.
Grandpa Xu touched his eyes and gave him a sharp excitement. At this moment, he felt that the eyes of the young man in front of him were somewhat similar to those of his majesty, indifferent and cold, which made people feel trance for a while, and he dared not remind him anymore.
Miao Miao and Mu Sheng were still adorned in the back, and they walked unhurriedly. Miaomiao looked back, and the group of little Tsing Yis were still kneeling on the spot, the wind was blowing against the big trees along the road, and the green waves were rolling and making a rustling sound.
"...What's the matter with you?" Ling Miaomiao gently touched Mu Sheng's arm.
"Don't talk." Mu Sheng was still looking around, his tone surprisingly cold.
"Master Mu..." After a short walk for a quarter of an hour, Grandpa Xu couldn't help it anymore. With a sweat on his forehead, he quickly turned back in small steps, and just about to speak with a smile, he could only hear." "Ahhh", Mu Sheng suddenly bent down, and he was immediately frightened: "Oh! Master Mu, this is..."
Ling Miaomiao was also taken aback, holding Mu Sheng in his hand, and he slowly straightened up. , His face was pale as paper, his moist black eyes were like a misty lake, flashing with water, and his lips were bloodless. He sketched out a reluctant smile: "I'm really sorry, I am suddenly uncomfortable, I must be unable to It's an appointment to go to
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