69 Promise me to the old man who misses the land of fireworks every day!

Mu Xiran smiled and said, "Aunmother, Xiran felt that because there was no wife or daughter around King Jing'an, she felt pity when she saw Xiran in trouble several times. Doesn't my aunt think King Jing'an has any intention?" Looking at the expression of Mrs. Yi's family, Mu Xi's heart was full of heart. This sentence was completely to test the idea of Mrs. Yi's family.

"My aunt believes in the character of King Jing'an." Mrs. Yi opened her red lips gently, which was completely spoiled and firm. She touched the top of Mu Xi's hair like the queen, "Auncle is just afraid that you will be used. After all, it's not entirely a good thing for the queen to come and help you. The matter spread, and there were many red-eyed ladies.

Mu Xiren thought of this worry last night, but she also knew that although she had the support of Yifu now, she must have the help of nobles to go down. And I am particularly happy to be loved by the queen.

That night, the heavy snow did not stop, but made the whole capital shrouded in silver snowflakes.

The faint candlelight from the house shines on the snowflakes falling in midair, which is particularly beautiful. Mu Xiyan sat in front of the window with his cheeks, bent his eyes and admired them carefully.

Yi Xiao strolled over and saw such a picture of a beautiful woman enjoying the scenery.

"Cousin Mu, how can you open the window on such a cold day?" Yi Xiao is much more stable than Mu Qianrui. She sat down at the round table and took out a note in her arms. "The pigeon has been in my yard for the past few days. Today, it snowed and it fell on the window, so I took off the note on it."

Mu Xiren's eyes lit up and couldn't wait to go over and grab the note in his hand. When he opened it, it was indeed a letter from Fang Yumo, which said that Yu Sheng had won the scholar after participating in the autumn and would see the spring next spring.

Mu Xiran couldn't help but feel happy for Fang Yumo, and his voice was even more happy: "Thank you, cousin, but I didn't expect this pigeon to get lost."

"It's just that the pigeons in Yifu are still unfamiliar to your yard. When the snow stops, I will put those pigeons in your yard to raise them. They won't get lost anymore. Yi Xiao's voice was bright, but his facial features were flat, but he stood solemnly with all the men of the Yi family.

Mu Xian nodded happily, and then thought of Yi Qianrui and asked, "Cousin, I don't know how he is doing in the military camp?" Mu Xilang is really worried about such heavy snow.

Yi Xiao stood up and patted her on the shoulder. "Don't worry, Qian Rui hasn't been in the barracks for a day or two. He can definitely protect himself."

Mu Xiran also felt a little worried when he heard the words, and couldn't help smiling, "It seems that I'm worried for nothing."

"It's such a cold day, take a rest early."

Under the clear moonlight, the Falling Flower Pavilion is extremely quiet, as if the sound of snowflakes falling to the ground can be heard.

However, some people wanted to destroy such quiet anger. Mu Xiran was sitting under the window reading with her cheeks. When the curtain sounded, a woman ran over, and Nan Shi hurriedly stood in front of the woman.

"You bitch, get out of the way!" The woman wanted to pull Nanshi away, but she couldn't pull it away.

Mu Xiyan looked at Yi's angry appearance and couldn't help frowning, "What's going on?"

"Mu Xi, you are really calculating! Since our second room was separated, my mother has been angry everywhere, and now she is still in a coma and hasn't woken up. As for me, the Liu family actually promised me to the old man who misses the place of fireworks every day!" Yi Han's bloody eyes stared at Mu Xiran angrily, and his haggard look really looked like a resentful woman.

"What does separation have to do with me?" Mu Xian carelessly played with the teacup in his hand.

"Why does it have nothing to do with you? If you hadn't proposed to separate, how could the Yi family have separated? It's not that you hate me and want to get the second room out of the Yi family. Yi's tone is full of resentment. In just a few months, the meanness between the eyebrows has disappeared, but there is a little more paranoid hatred.

Mu Xian gently pushed Nanshi away and walked to the opposite side of Yi Han. His pink lips opened gently and his tone was quiet. "I did propose the separation, but my grandfather has considered it. And why does the foreign guild agree that you and your mother should know best!"

Yi Han's eyes flashed, "What do you mean?"

"I fainted for no reason, but my pulse was detected. What's going on? You won't know!" Mu Xi ran out of anger invisibly. He took a step forward and continued to say, "It's right that I proposed the separation, but your mother also agreed, and the second uncle also agreed. If they don't agree, how can the Yi family be separated!"

Yi Han was forced to retreat repeatedly, and the hatred on his face collapsed little by little.

Mu Xiyan saw this, stopped, and his eyes changed to a clear smile, "You and I am cousin. If you didn't target me at the beginning, how could you end up like this? Cousin, if you want to admit your mistake. There is still room for a turnaround between us. If you insist that I did it, then you can wait to marry the man who miss the place of fireworks.

Without Mu Xiran's force, Yi Han took a step back as usual, and his head suddenly hung down, and his hands on both sides of his body were loosened, loosened, and finally weakly loosened.

Mu Xiran saw this, turned around and ordered coldly, "Nan Shi, see you off."

"Cousin! I know it's wrong. Please help me. I really don't want to marry that man... Please help me." Yi Han grabbed Mu Xiran's wrist and looked at the slender back with hope.

Fortunately, Yi Han is not as obsessed as Mu Nianqing.

"I will do this according to my ability. Please remember what I said, too. Mu Xian withdrew his arm and sat under the window again. He looked at the jumping candlelight quietly.

After all, Yi Han is the eldest lady of Yifu. As long as Yi Shiping knows, she will never agree to this marriage.

In the winter of this year, snowfall in the capital was particularly frequent. Mu Xiyan didn't like such cold weather, so she had to stay in the house and read. The heavy snow also cut off the enthusiasm of everyone in the capital, and the rare lively capital looked deserted.

Winter goes and spring, and in a blink of an eye, it comes to March 89 of Chengze. The spring is warm and the flowers bloom, and the peach blossom trees in the Falling Flower Pavilion bloom the most delicate peach blossoms. This may be the most beautiful season of the year in the Falling Flower Pavilion.

So that Mu Xiyan had been standing under the peach tree and looking at the pink petals trembling for the first few days.

Mu Qianrui came back because he was promoted. In the past, Mu Qianrui just stayed beside the prince as an errand soldier. After half a year of experience, Mu Qianrui can now be promoted to a fifth-grade thousand households and have his own soldiers.

However, Mu Qianrui only stayed for five days and then left again, making Yifu cold again.

Mu Xilan thought of her long road of revenge, and she became more and more anxious. She was lazy all winter. Now it's time to think about the next step.

Unfortunately, things are unpredictable.