Mu Yunhan was stunned for a moment and said, "Let's go too."
The weather is too hot. If we don't hurry up now, the horses and people will be half-cooked when the sun comes up.
They live outside Pucheng, so they don't have to wait for the city gate to open. They can leave as soon as they want.
After walking for several miles, I saw a bright light on the horizon.
But I saw a shadowy figure standing by the road, his robes fluttering in the wind.
"Who is there!" Mu Jie shouted loudly, unsheathing his long sword.
"It's me." The black robe was embroidered with complicated and exquisite silver patterns, and her fair and handsome face faced the morning light, as perfect as a fairy.
Mu Yunhan's heart beat wildly uncontrollably, and she shouted softly: "Alin..."
But then, the light in her eyes dissipated like a tide.
That was not Gu Fenglin, but Gu Yilan.
Even if he dresses up like Gu Fenglin, moves his body, and has the same height and demeanor as Gu Fenglin, he is still not her Ah Lin.
He is just Priest Gu living under the guise of Gu Fenglin.
"I knew you were coming back, so I came here to pick you up."
Gu Yilan stood in front of the horse, looking up at Mu Yunhan, her eyes as dark as the stars in the night sky, and there was a faint smile on her lips.
Mu Yunhan twitched his lips and jumped off the horse: "When did you arrive? I could just have someone pick me up near the city gate, why bother making the trip myself?"
"It's okay, I can't sleep. It won't take much effort to go out for a walk and pick you up by the way."
Gu Yilan adjusted the saddle for her and held the horse steady: "You go ahead and ride. While it's not hot now, you can travel more."
Mu Yunhan used his hand to get on the horse again. Qingfeng hurriedly made way for a horse, and Gu Yilan rode alongside her.
"Your guards arrived in Beijing yesterday, and I have made arrangements... The situation in Beijing is not that good. Wu Yanzhuang was dismissed from his official position a few days ago. Now he is idle at home and is busy organizing the wedding for Sister Chen..."
Gu Yilan paused and said in a low voice: "If we don't do this, there may be another national mourning."
Mu Yunhan frowned: "Who?"
Gu Yilan sighed: "Your Majesty."
Yan'er.
Mu Yunhan suddenly remembered the child who always liked to open her round eyes, hold her tightly with her chubby little hands, and call her "Aunt Mu" in a low voice.
No matter how long they have been apart, when they meet again, he always wants her to hug him and always likes to cling to her.
When King Shou was in power, no matter how scared he was, he always showed calmness and stability beyond his years.
She was very sad and felt sorry for the child.
She promised to take care of him, but later she left him.
However, she remembered how lucky she was to be left at home, and suddenly she felt so sad that she wanted to go crazy.
"This child is very ill. Queen Mother Lin wants you to come back because she hopes you can make him better. At the same time, she also wants to use you to manipulate Meng Jia and me.
This spring, Empress Dowager Lin suggested that Meng Jia and Lin Mi's daughter should get married, but Meng Jia refused. He said that he would observe the three-year filial piety period for Lin Mi.
Mrs. Meng's health isn't very good either. I'm afraid she won't be able to survive the past two years, but she is quite tolerant. She met me a few days ago and hopes to reconcile with us.
Zhou Yifu came many times and asked me to bring letters to Xiaoying. Xiaoying never replied to his letters, but he still came."
Gu Yilan talked about the situation in Jingzhong in a leisurely manner, with just the right amount of propriety, neither making people feel alienated, nor making people feel so close that they were off-putting.
If someone who doesn't know looks at it from a distance, they will think that this is still the same couple.