Gu Fenglin smiled slightly: "What's so difficult about this?" ”

He got up and went out, Ye Zhou was already waiting outside, and when he saw him come out, he saluted respectfully and said, "My lord." ”

Gu Fenglin said: "You managed to infiltrate Jingzhao Mansion, find Fu Youcai, and find out who is behind him, and where the missing twins have gone." ”

"Yes." Ye Zhou retreated.

Gu Fenglin stopped him: "I plan to open the rudder of Huanhualou in Beijing and do things well." ”

A glimmer of light flashed in Ye Zhou's eyes, and he said excitedly: "Yes." ”

Gu Fenglin turned around and went back to the inner room, and Mu Yunhan had already fallen asleep on the chair.

He walked over lightly, put the blanket over her, sat down on the carpet again, and rested his head gently on her lap.

Thinking that she had sat in the same room with Gu Yilan last night, he couldn't help but feel resentful and jealous.

He wanted to stay with her for a long time, day and night.

But she has her own ideals and pursuits.

He could have cut her wings and forced her to lean on him, cling to him, and stay by his side at all times.

But he thought, that kind of Mu Yunhan might not be the Mu Yunhan he liked.

Rather, it was one of the countless Mu women who had nothing special other than providing blood.

Gu Fenglin sighed and gently held Mu Yunhan's hand.

She had a fresh needle eye in her wrist, a scar from his medicine.

He kissed it preciously, and kissed it again and again.

She is his blood in his bones, flesh and blood.

Mu Yunhan had a long dream, and there were only her and Gu Fenglin in the dream.

They wander among the sea of flowers, the sky is high and the earth is wide, and the wind is light and the clouds are light.

He carried her on his back and was in good health.

She wore a garland on her head and laughed heartily.

There is no hatred, no sorrow.

Mu Yunhan couldn't help but chuckle and woke up laughing.

Suddenly felt heavy on her legs, and looked down to see Gu Fenglin lying on her lap asleep.

Her heart was full of tenderness and sweetness, and she couldn't help but reach out to stroke the top of his hair, but she saw a few gray hairs there.

Mu Yunhan was stunned, thinking that he was dazzled.

But if you look closely, it is indeed gray hair.

She put her hand on his shoulder, skinny.

Suddenly, tears welled up, and her heart ached.

He was under so much pressure that he probably wouldn't be able to sleep at night.

She gently wiped away her tears and put the blanket on top of him, motionless, in her original position, trying to let him sleep peacefully.

There had never been a moment when she couldn't wait to be his bride and stay with him day and night.

She wanted to take care of him, let him grow a little flesh and a little less gray hair.

No one feels sorry for him, she comes to feel sorry for him.

No one loves him, she comes to love him.

As the sun sets, the cold wind blows.

There was a scratching sound outside the window, Xuanjin squeezed in through the crack in the window, jumped to the ground lightly, looked up at Mu Yunhan, and called out obediently: "Meow~"

It's hungry.

Mu Yunhan raised his finger and motioned for it to be silenced.

However, it was already late, Gu Fenglin moved, opened his eyes and looked at her for a moment, and smiled slightly.

"You're still there." His voice was hoarse, but with a different kind of satisfaction and charm.

"You're here, I'm not going anywhere." Mu Yunhan cupped his face and looked at him.

The light of the setting sun shone on his face, bright and warm.

Suddenly, she remembered the silent teenager who sat under the wisteria trellis, quietly watching her and smiling.