After separating the two men from the restaurant, he had to go out to the barracks to check on, but before leaving the city, he saw the men and women sitting in the tea building on the side.

The woman is his wife Mu Yan, and the male... the young soldier and horse who just ascended the South Mirror last year, the grand marshal Mu Huan, the adoptive son of Mu Xiu.

On that day in the town's government, the person he saw was passing to Taolin, and he almost rushed to the water in front of him to save the people, that is him.

Looking at Mu Huan, he once again couldn't help but think about that time in the government, if Mu Huan was one step faster than him, what would happen.

Eyes quietly looked at the two people in the tea room in front of them, the two people sitting opposite each other, chatting while playing chess, although he could not hear the two people talking about anything, they could guess that the two people were unusually speculative.

The sunset, the sun warm on the two people's faces, gratuitous added a few years of quiet taste, looks particularly beautiful, but let the words feel particularly dazzling.

There is an unspeakable sourness in the heart, little by little, such as watering the seeds of water, and began to grow madly.

The line of sight rested quietly on Mu Yan's face, and his wife, always smiling mildly, was the same for anyone, but there was still a difference between him and Mu Huan.

In such a gentle smile, he saw that he was different from others, and when he was in the face of Mu Huan, he felt that his wife was much more alive than before.

After watching for a long time, he calmly withdrew his sight and drove the horse out of the city.

Mu Huan fell on the board, while listening to the things between her words, looking at her eyebrows every time the words were not inadvertently revealed, the heart was a little difficult.

A little, listen to him, "Listen to you, you're doing really well in Jingwang's house."

“Hmm.Everyone was very kind to me.”

Mu Huan looked at the faint redness on the cheeks of Mu Xuan Luo, and her heart was clear, and she said "everyone", mainly saying or saying it.

Since she was doing well in the Jingwang's house, he was reassured to go to the frontier.

To keep the world is stable, it is also to hold a peace for her.

The two sat in the tea house for two hours before separating.

Mu Huan did not send her back, afraid that the people of Jing Wangfu would see what ideas would be, so they could only look at the back of Mu Yan, all the way to the direction of Jing Wangfu, and when the petite figure disappeared into his sight, he reluctantly withdrew his eyes and turned to the head of the auxiliary house.

When he returned from the barracks, when he had just passed the gate of the city gate, the doorway of the king's house had already lit up.

"Son, you're back."

“Hmm.”

Nod your head, took a few steps up, and seemed to think of something, looking at the doorway, "The world's concubine is back?"

“The princess returned home just before she left.”

Come back later?

The face of the speech, slightly better, he thought that she would take a few more hours with Mu Huan, or go directly to the first auxiliary house.

After all, they never took care of their daughters too tightly.

He did not know why he was so concerned with the hull and other men, even if there was no more immediate behavior between the two, but he was eating hard in his heart, especially when she thought that she was closer to him than to him, and his heart always produced a little anger.

Returning to his yard, he looked up and saw the shadow on the door, more delicate, beautiful.

Lifting his feet upstairs, pushing the door in, Mu Yan was sitting at the table reading a book, the room burned the ground dragon, she did not wear much, a thin white silk coat, covered with a layer of light pink tulle outside.

Seemingly dressed in the norm, but inadvertently with a little temptation, the words are so looking at, can not help but dry mouth.

“The world is back.”

When he saw the words coming in, his eyes lit up, put down the book, and got up and walked toward him.

Her voice, still so gentle, just listened to him, will make people want to be close to him involuntarily.

Looking at her, I felt that her thoughts were somewhat undesirable, and his wife was such a person.

Thinking so, the heart is much more comfortable, took her shoulder, said "so late and still do not sleep, sitting here waiting for me?"

He nodded his head slightly red, but he did not deny it. "It was very early for the son to come back, and it was a little late today, and I was a little uneasy."

The thought of his intention to spend a few more hours in the barracks, that is, thinking that if he came back to see her, the fire in his heart would not be able to hold down, but now she looked at the worries of slightly spilling over her eyes, and there was a little guilt in her heart.

"There's a lot going on in the camp today, and next time it won't be so late."

There was some weakness in his eyes, he deliberately avoided the topic, only pulled her to sit down at the table, picked up the book she read and turned over, "This is a new purchase?"

"Well, there's a couple of new books out there from the Baidu Book Office today, so I'll go and buy a few."

Looking at the name of the book, "The Little Wife of the World" can't help but twitch the corner.

His little wife, has not always only read the "trate", "from the army" such a magnificent book?Why have the taste of the book changed recently?

“Why do you like reading books like this now?”

He asked.

"Some days ago to go to my mother's room to chat, just because she was looking at the drawing book, I also took a look, I think these stories are very interesting, I borrowed a few books with my mother to see, today the book office came out a new, I bought a few for my mother, I also left a few to see."

He was not surprised to read such a book, and his mother's taste was always extraordinary.

Of course, this kind of words, he will not say, just admire the influence of his mother, he is so well-mannered and talented little wife can be crooked by her.

With a smile and a look at the book at the hand, he asked with great interest, "What has this story been written, to hear it."

"The setting of this story is indeed quite interesting, the world's son in the story is a very powerful prince's son, the girl he married is the daughter of the prime minister, the emperor in order to balance some forces in the DPRK, the emperor ordered the son and the lady of the family to marry, but the world son hates the young lady, always trying to find ways to find a way to find a girl..."

Mu Ling said all the way down, the more excited the later he said, the more excited the words did not interrupt her, only quietly sat on the side to listen carefully, nodded from time to time, and motioned to Min Yan to continue to say.

When he stopped, he said thoughtfully, “Did the last of the world fall in love with the princess?”