Muyin's wounds gradually improved over time, and with Liu Mo's superb medical skills, he was able to get out of bed and walk around within a few days.
At the same time, Muyin also sadly discovered the reason why he had a bad temper.——Luokui.
It is said that before Luokui, women tended to have bad tempers, like a lion that was easily annoyed. Apparently... Liu Piaopiao and Jinxue bumped into her claws at that time.
Because she needed to recuperate, she lay down obediently for a few days. Time flew by like clouds and water. In the blink of an eye, her death was coming, and Changlu Jian was about to leave.
After cleaning up and decorating, Muyin picked up the cold mask and covered her face. At this time, she did not intend to let Chang Lujian see her appearance.
As if waking up from a dream, it was already early winter. The climate was getting colder and colder. The gloomy northwest wind blew in waves. Muyin stood outside the door and shrank, and Xing'er added a layer of weight to her in time.
cloak.
After rubbing his hands and taking a breath of air-conditioning, Muyin stamped his feet and got into the carriage with Shen Ning, who wanted to shrink into a ball, and went out.
Because the wound had not completely healed, she felt that her hands and feet were cold and the wounds on her body were itchy, and she wanted to scratch them.
Outside the carriage, Myolie accompanied them. Inside the carriage, Muyin and Shen Ning stared at each other. From time to time, Jie Cao would poke his head out and joke a few words to lighten the atmosphere.
Maybe it was because of the weather, the two of them didn't want to talk much. Fortunately, there was a heater in the carriage, so it wasn't that cold anymore. Gradually, the two of them closed their eyes and fell asleep, closing their eyes and relaxing in the carriage.
We arrived at the palace in a staggering carriage. It was a bustling place, decorated with lights. The sky was low, and the lights were like hazy mist, covering the leaves and pillars.
After walking through the pavilion, we arrived at the palace. It was luxuriously decorated and splendid. There were seats arranged side by side on all sides, facing each other on the left and right. Directly above was where the emperor and the queen were sitting.
In the dining room here, someone has already sat down there.
When Shen Ning and Mu Yin walked to their exclusive seats and sat down, Jinxue rushed over with Liu Piaopiao in tow.
Jinxue is wearing a silver dress today, which matches the early winter. The plain dress wraps her exquisite body, and outlines the curve of her figure, making people want to take a second look.
Liu Piaopiao, who was also eye-catching and brilliant, also walked with a smile and light steps.
She wore a pale pink dress on her convex and concave body, which made her look particularly pure and sweet. She used exquisite grooming skills to pull up her hair and tie it into a circle, and deliberately left two long strands of hair at the temples.
When the wind blows, my hair is fluttering like a fairy.
The graceful and graceful figures of the two people attracted everyone's attention like weak willows supporting the wind.
Shen Ning poked Muyin with her elbow and whispered: "Why don't you dress up properly to suppress their aura."
"What's there to stress about?" Muyin sat aside and took a sip of tea. His body gradually warmed up, and there was a hint of whiteness in his words.
Maybe they saw their appearance a few days ago, and now they are worried about seeing their appearance at the banquet, so they spend so much time dressing up so that... they can compare with themselves?
Muyin guessed this in her mind, but she quickly changed her attention.
Yuan Hongxi came. As usual, he came in white clothes and elegant demeanor. His eyes as dark as night swept around and stopped on Muyin.
The thin lips curled up, and the handsome face was sultry.
