Chapter 122: Goodbye Su Qingyu

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Mu Yunyao converges on the mind and walks forward. At the corner of the street, he stands up with a son. He is slightly fat, followed by a few followers. One of them has also broken a finger. It was just beaten by Mu Yunyao with a paper umbrella. A meal of Choi Yue Court Shaodong home Tan Bawang. At this time, he stared at Mu Yunyao's back with a face full of face: "A good girl, finally let Xiaoye I find you, but also lie to me is the spring embroidered shopkeeper Tan Jia's watch lady, Xiaoye I rummaged I didn’t find anyone in Kyoto, I didn’t expect to meet here, go, give me a good look, that
Who is Shantou?

"Yes, young master."
Thinking of the past, Mu Yunyao did not have the thought of continuing to stroll around the street, simply returned to the home.
Su Qing saw that she came back so quickly, and she could not help but be a little strange: "I didn't say it yourself, do you want to go shopping today? How come back so soon?"
Mu Yunyao sticks to Su Qing: "I didn't want to go out and kiss my mother again? So I came back."
"You gimmick, can you eat osmanthus today?"
"Mother-in-law said that I was all stunned and wanted to eat the eight-treasure rice you made."
"I don't know why you like Babao rice so much. I don't do it today. It will be Mid-Autumn Festival tomorrow. My mother will make a little sweet-scented osmanthus cake and moon cake. It is also a response." Su Qing stroked the hair of Fu Muyun, like The child said in general, "How about waiting for two days to give you a Babao meal?"
Mu Yunyao squatted on the arm of Su Qing, and nodded skillfully: "Well, the mother wants to make sweet-scented osmanthus cake, can I pick the sweet-scented osmanthus?"
"I listened to Siqin. Now, at this time, the streets are selling osmanthus everywhere. The mother wants to let her buy some." Only the two of them, they can't use much sweet-scented osmanthus, and they can buy enough money.
Mu Yunyao has a bright eye: "No need to buy, I personally went to help the mother to pick it up. There is a osmanthus forest in the west of Jinxiu Garden. At that time, I felt that the sweet-scented osmanthus had not been released yet, and it was just cheap. I am going to fold the best osmanthus and make a sweet-scented osmanthus cake for my mother."
"No, that osmanthus is still reserved for the guests to appreciate, I will buy some."
Mu Yunyao does not listen: "The best osmanthus is naturally for the mother, you wait, I will go."
After that, he ran straight out of the skirt and provoked Su Qing to cry and laugh. He even told Jin Lan and Jin Qiao: "Come up and protect, don't let the young lady hurt himself."
"Yes, the lady is relieved."
In order to facilitate the travel of Mu Yunyao, Qin Guanshi opened a secret door at the courtyard wall, so that she could enter the Jinxiu Garden without going to the main entrance. Mu Yunyao deliberately avoided the crowd and chose a small road all the way to outside the Gui Garden. Before I entered the yard, I smelled the sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance. When I looked up, there were osmanthus branches that came out of the garden. A group of clusters and a cluster of flower were covered with green leaves, and they became more and more lovely.
Can't help but reach out and touch it gently.
Not far away, Su Qing stood on the water, his eyes flashing.
In truth, he has just returned to Kyoto from Jingling City, and this time the escorting of the Emperor's ink can be done by others. However, after he heard Xu Xuan's opening, he subconsciously responded directly, without any concern about the Mid-Autumn Festival approaching.
On the way to the road, there was an ecstasy flashing from time to time in my heart, but I couldn’t tell it carefully.
The following guards have escorted the Emperor's ink treasure to the Zhang Tour House, but he quietly came to the Jinxiu Park and slowly walked to the Jiuqu Gallery Bridge.
Standing on the bridge, he looked at the lotus flower in the lake. What he thought in his heart was that Mu Yunyao held the railing on that day, with a smile. When the mind was complicated, he deliberately avoided the crowd and came to the water. I didn't expect to just bypass a bunch of reeds, and then I saw Mu Yunyao who smiled and smiled at the osmanthus.
She wore a smoky robes, a light apricot dress, and a silver-white magnolia embroidered from the skirt. It looked fresh and pleasant. At this time, she carried a skirt and put a hand to lift the osmanthus that touched the wall. The smile on her lips was sweeter than the piles of osmanthus.
Su Qinglan only felt that his heart was calming down in an instant. The anxiety that came along the way disappeared. He frowned and his mood was worse than before.
Mu Yunya didn't know that Su Qinglan came to the Jinxiu Garden. After touching the bunch of sweet-scented osmanthus, the smile was deeper.
Jin Lan and Jin Qiao caught up with the basket: "Miss, you look at it below, and the slaves help you to fold the sweet-scented osmanthus."
Mu Yunyao had a hard time coming to the osmanthus tree with the basket: "I used to be weak, and my mother always worried about me. This is not allowed. I went to the river to catch fish, played with water, and accompanied me to the tree and passed the bird's nest..."
What other children can do, she has done it with her, and she is not allowed to have a slight regret because of her weakness.
Because of Li’s sake, she had a lot of words about her father in her heart. Later, her mother gave up her life for her. This strong feeling overshadowed her thoughts on her, and now she wants to come, she loves her true love. No need to have a mother.
Jin Lan and Jin Qiao did not dare to talk, for fear that it would make her more sad.
Mu Yunyao smiled gently, and pressed the uncomfortable feelings in his heart. He looked up and saw the osmanthus tree that could not be counted high. He picked up the skirt and grabbed the branches and climbed up.
"Miss!" Jin Lan and Jin Qiao did not expect her movements to be so embarrassing, and quickly exclaimed and stretched out and stopped underneath, for fear that she accidentally fell from the tree.
"Miss, be careful, be careful!"
This osmanthus tree has been growing for many years, and it has been carefully trimmed, and the branches are thick and strong.
Mu Yunyao took a position and sat down. His legs swayed and he watched the tension between Jinlan and Jinqiao. He couldn’t help but laugh out loud. After laughing, he accidentally looked up and was attracted by the osmanthus full of trees. mind.
When the sun shone, a cluster of golden laurels shimmered with gleam, and the wind blew, and the flower group shone with the breeze and shattered the trees. Mu Yunyao bent his eyes slightly, and appreciated it for a while before returning to God. He raised his hand and folded a branch of sweet-scented osmanthus. He smiled and said: "The jade-shaped Shanshan is next month, and the front of the temple is picked up by Luhuaxin. It should be throwing people. I also learn the embarrassment of a month of school, how about giving you a sweet-scented osmanthus?


When Su Qingyu saw Mu Yunyao and went to Gui Garden, he wanted to turn and leave. He could go without two steps. He heard the exclamation of Jinlan and Jinqiao, and he couldn’t help worrying. For fear of what happened to her, he would hurry. I walked around the stream and walked into the garden.
Didn't think that he had just come under the tree, he heard what Mu Yunyao said, and looked up slightly. There was a branch of sweet-scented osmanthus that was thrown by her and fell straight into her arms.
Su Qingying! How is he here?
Mu Yunyao originally wanted to fold a sweet-scented osmanthus flower to Jinlan and Jinqiao. I didn’t expect the hand to slip, the flowering branch fell from the hand. She quickly bowed her head, facing a pair of phoenixes on the Su-Qing, and couldn’t help but feel a fierce one. Trembling, subconsciously grasping the branches, did not slide down the tree.
Su Qingqi pinched the sweet-scented osmanthus and raised her head. Mu Yunyao sat on the osmanthus tree, and the splendid sunlight behind it smashed down, the breeze blew, and the golden laurel fell, licking her hair and skirt, and fascinated by that. Eyes, chaos. Standing under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, Su Qingyan clearly heard his heartbeat for the first time, quickly and powerfully.